Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 312 God is born, I give birth to myself
Shocked and angry!
Even though Jörmungandr has traveled through the dreams of various ethnic groups and is well-informed, he has never seen such a daring guy.

He actually wanted to steal, no, snatch out, from the "stomach" of an old god the prey that the God had already eaten and had not had time to digest!

"No, why did they want to rob the Blue Dragon King?"

At this time, even if Jörmungandr was slow-witted, he was aware of a series of unreasonable things in the International Port.

Connect to the collective dream of the International Port as soon as possible and check the information from the subconscious of the residents who will never lie.

Soon, through targeted search, a key piece of information was read out: Countess Greenville was actually the adopted daughter of Prince Sorenburg.

“How could it be such a coincidence?

No wonder these troublemakers worked so hard today, not even flinching when Henry VI had his ridiculous glass delusion.

But why are the Countess and her lover fighting so hard?"

The Earldom's defense level, the Silver Wing Knights, the Mithril Dragon, and the summoned adult blue dragon were all beyond his expectations, but they were still within his understanding.

But with the knowledge of this evil believer, it is still difficult to understand the motives of Catherine and Byron's dangerous behavior.

For Jörmungandr and all the "descendants of exiles" today, even if he is their biological father, it is not worth risking their lives to rescue him, let alone a mere adoptive father?
They must have some other conspiracy!
"I see. This ship must contain the Lancaster family's inherited secret treasure, an overseas vault, or a treasure map of a huge treasure.

As the only remaining orthodox bloodline among the Bay People, Lancaster might have treasures related to the prophecy of the revival of the race of the Wild Hunt God Woden.

The Countess worked so hard for the treasure.

It must be like this, there is no mistake about it."

Judging others by his own standards, Jörmungandr looked at the warship and his eyes instantly became hot, but he didn't know that his guess was totally wrong.

For the two siblings, if there is any secret treasure, it can only be their relatives themselves.

If it weren't for the fact that the spirits of dad and uncle had long since merged with the battleship to form a ghost ship and couldn't be easily separated, they would have abandoned even this ship, the Blue Dragon King, which was only second to the legendary battleship, without hesitation.

It is normal for Jörmungandr, who is no longer a human being, to have such utilitarian thoughts.

Crystal Skull No. 3 [Corn God] once used a hymn to explain to Byron the nature of human transcendence:

"God created man as a creature with an undetermined nature and appointed him a place in the middle of the world.

God said to man:

'We place you at the center of the world, from where you can more easily observe everything in the world.

We made you neither of heaven nor of earth, neither mortal nor immortal.

Then you can mold yourself into any shape you like, with the freedom and glory of choice, as if you were your own maker and molder.

You can be transformed into barbarism or reborn into holiness.'"

These "exiles" have already completely embraced animality and abandoned divinity. Even if they still retain their human appearance, their minds can no longer be considered normal humans.

Morality, family affection, dedication, and other things are all incomprehensible and irrelevant.

I just don't know how these cultists who have stopped being human can maintain their sanity without the [Stairs of Glory] system to check their bestiality.

Just as Jörmungandr's thoughts were distracted, the Blue Dragon King took off into the air and finally flew over the roof of the tallest building in Luoyan City.

Om-!
Instantly, circles of slightly hazy psychedelic light appeared right in front of the Blue Dragon King like gas explosion rings.

Every time the battleship moves forward, an additional layer of halo appears, and the resistance to the battleship also increases.

That is the deep dream of the sleeping god, which is born and dies layer by layer.

The two chains, one real and one virtual, that were towing the warship were not only stretched straight, but also made creaking sounds, obviously bearing tremendous pressure.

The smooth progress at the beginning is nothing, this is the real test for Byron and Catherine.

Jörmungandr had obviously anticipated this situation. How could it be so easy to take food from a god, even a dead god?

"This is the dreamland where my Lord sleeps forever. Anything with spirituality cannot pass through this barrier connecting dreams and reality.

If you want to leave here, you can only violently fight against the rules of the Shipwreck Cemetery, which is equivalent to pulling the entire dream, and even the Lord himself.

It just so happens that the interrupted Advent Ceremony will be completed by you ignorant mortals."

He held the magic book high in his hand again and chanted:

"In the name of the land of Snails and its inhabitants, praise the sleeping god"

Then, just as the two giant dragons were using all their strength to pull the Blue Dragon King outward.

The advent ceremony that had been interrupted by Catherine was finally restarted.

However, the source of the strongest pulling force changed from the original coral altar to these two giant dragons.

咕噜 咕噜
In the deepest part of those illusory dreams, a cloud of dirty bubbles mixed with blood suddenly appeared.

Byron and Catherine could vaguely see that there seemed to be a huge octopus follicle standing there.

The translucent film was torn open from the inside, and then a sticky tentacle of an octopus slowly stretched out and tightly wrapped around the bowsprit of the battleship.

It was a pale tentacle that looked somewhat illusory and transparent on the surface, but was actually severely corrupted and had been soaked in sea water for who knows how many years.

Moreover, it is completely different from ordinary octopus tentacles. Its suction cup is covered with ferocious red mouthparts, just like those octopus battleships.

The moment it appeared.

At the same time, Byron and Catherine felt something slippery beginning to wriggle back and forth in the grooves of their brains.

Inexplicable images, language, and words poured into their eyes, ears, nose, tongue, skin, and any other place where their senses were located.

The fragmented information gradually formed a forbidden book called "Luoyan City Teachings".

However, the content is too fragmented. Not only can one not rely on it to embark on the dark witchcraft route of [Nightmare], but once one listens to it too much, it will only turn people into complete lunatics.

At the same time, dreams and reality gradually intertwined, and the wind and rain around the two people and the dark clouds in the sky began to passively twist and deform into the tentacles of some super-large mollusk.

In the middle of the bumpy suction cups grew a drooling mouth and teeth, wriggling and winding in the sky like a tide.

And as they pulled the warship and the tentacles outward a little, the tentacle became more solid and differentiated into more eyes, mouthparts, gills, and other organs.
More and more like a complete octopus.

Just like the first Kraken's Touch after it escaped from the seal of the pottery jar. It seemed that the process from dream to reality was the birth ceremony of the evil offspring that emerged from the octopus follicle.

“It’s not a good situation.

Dealing with these weird things is always accompanied by various accidents. If there is a possibility that things will go wrong, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen.

It seems that our rescue plan was used by that Jörmungandr and the Kraken."

Byron watched the strange scene unfolding before his eyes.

It felt like watching a person stuffing their hands, arms, shoulders, and finally their entire body into their mouth, little by little.

There is a weird feeling of being turned inside out.

But at this moment, the giant octopus in the dream is not turning over the inside and outside of its body, but the dream and reality!
The main purpose of the Deep Dive Church's action this time was to use the anchoring and dream channel of the entire international port to pull the second Kraken's Touch back in from outside the world.

At this time, their action of rescuing the Blue Dragon King was not only pulling the battleship, but also the second Kraken's Tension.

Suddenly I felt that I was in a difficult situation.

“Although the old gods from the mythological era have all fallen into eternal sleep.

However, the [God of Sleep], who possessed the power of dreams, was obviously different from the other old gods, and his death was not as thorough as that of his peers.

Now he is trying to resurrect with the help of cultists.

Once the two tentacle clones come to the material world through dreams, no one knows what kind of changes the giant octopus, known as the three hearts and nine brains, will cause.

At least the already invincible force can be doubled, and the difficulty of implementing the tactics to drag others into the water will also be doubled.

I don’t even know if they’ll settle their scores and come back to Anchor Bay to pull them out.”

Byron had been traveling overseas for a long time, and through the [Ship's Log] he gained a lot of knowledge that he had never known before.

He also gained many undead servants, and learned too many unknown secrets of the world from their memories.

Naturally, I have some understanding of the super-standard existence of the "Old Gods".

“At the end of the mythological era that has been lost in history, the once high and mighty gods were knocked off their thrones by unknown forces, losing their wisdom, reason, and even their lives, and turned into a group of ugly monsters soaking in the sea of ​​​​source.

They became what others called 'old gods', 'forgotten ones' or 'strange beings beyond the norm'.

This is true for [Kraken, the Sleeping God], [Lilith, the Mother of Creation], [Hydra, the Thousand-Faced Serpent], and [Mammon, the Worm of Greed].

Moreover, it is a coincidence that they generally devour humans on a large scale through various means, or accept blood sacrifices.

I boldly speculate that it is possible that they are instinctively extracting "changes" from human blood, souls, and beliefs.

Only in this way can one restore the balance between one's own [animal nature] and [divine nature], and revive from the irrational and frenetic state of a wild beast."

Under this premise, it would obviously be best if the original body could be used to eat people directly.

Both the efficiency and conversion rate far exceed the sacrificial ceremony.

The Sleeping God, whose original form is a giant octopus, chose to differentiate out some of its tentacles that could move independently, in order to complete the ritual of advent by giving birth to offspring.

Obtain a physical body.

If you think about it carefully, apart from the "Touch of the Kraken", it seems that there is no news of any other descendants of the old gods.

No, there was another one that Byron knew about.

In the church’s “Gospel of Genesis,” the [bound Creator] actually gave birth to “himself”!
This is why it is said that the Father and the Son are actually one.

This ability seems to be a power that belongs exclusively to gods. If broken down, it should at least be at the sixth level, surpassing the limits of humans.

But none of this information is helpful in solving the current dilemma.

Gradually, Byron and Catherine could hear the whispers clearly:
"Humans! You have forgotten your true father, true mother, true brother.
Those who sleep in history are not the dead, for even death will be dissolved in the sacred sea.

At the right moment, the great existence will come with the Era of Luoyan, convert, convert."

In the dream world before my eyes, a little bit of pale tentacles was about to emerge ahead of the Blue Dragon King.

Without waiting for Byron to make up his mind and make a choice.

Edmund Lancaster, who had been standing at the bow watching all this, decisively transmitted the message:
“Byron, Catherine, let us go.

Especially Byron, you were extremely lucky to have escaped the disaster in the Strait of Dover. You can't gamble that you can escape the second or third time.

Once this tentacle of the old god descends, your entire international port will become its sacrifice, and even the anchor point for the old god's main body to descend in the future."

Byron nodded with difficulty.

But at the same time, Jörmungandr, who had been hiding in the shipwreck graveyard, also made new moves.

Seeing that he was only one step away from the birth of the god, he immediately picked up the magic book and blew towards the entire international port.

Every resident, businessman, and sailor who fell into sleep had an anchor chain above his head connected to the octopus offspring that was gradually taking shape.

In the interweaving of dreams and reality, everyone who was trapped in a nightmare emerged involuntarily, subconsciously grabbing the anchor link above their heads and pulling hard for them.

creak!

creak!

The young Taiwanese who had successfully "turned the tables" once again had a wild and malicious smile on their faces:

“After being infected with coral disease, these people will not wake up even if they are cut by knives or burned.

Bold mortals, you will eventually pay the price for your arrogance, ha ha ha?!"

He suddenly stopped laughing in the middle of the laughter.

He was shocked to find that one of the anchor chains suddenly broke in his perception!

Then came the second, third, and fourth, and even the entire dream began to collapse in a chain reaction.

(End of this chapter)