Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 361: Russian-style counter-terrorism: bandits and hostages live and die together!

The town in the dream quickly overlapped with the real Kuroshio Town; their appearance, size, and architectural layout were exactly the same.

However, the town in the dream was much more humid than the real world. Most of it was submerged in water, and there were many ugly statues scattered throughout the town.

Especially the largest one standing in the center of the square.

The entire structure was carved from dark green slippery rock, exactly the same building material as the city of Luoyan that Violet had seen before.

I don’t know if it was taken down from the old god’s mansion.

The statues of the gods generally look like fish-headed and human-bodied followers.

But it is at least three times larger than those normal deep-sea creatures. Its dorsal fin is as sharp as a knife, and it holds a dark blue halberd in its hand, revealing majesty in its ferocious look.

As soon as Byron's eyes fell on it, he heard waves of vague prayers with a wet and strange texture:
"Dagon, the ancient one among the deep-sea clans, the loyal guardian of Luoyan City, the abyssal nightmare that controls the ocean currents!"

"Thank you Dagon for giving us food, technology, and products, so that we can be rich."

Circles of prayers became material, filling the entire Black Tide Town in the dream, and then overflowed and merged with the prayers in the real world.

The more I listened, the more I wondered if water was starting to get into my ears.

I shook my head and seemed to still hear the sound of water "duang～duang～duang～".

But those mortals who were kneeling and praying could not see the scene on the other side.

Only extraordinary people like Byron and Violet who have mastered the ability to correspond to dreams can observe the appearance of two worlds at the same time.

"Byron, look, the Jackdaw is at the dock!"

At the overlapping dock of the two Kuroshio towns, in addition to several whaling ships with New World characteristics and the damaged Ironclad Clamp, there indeed appeared an adventure ship that they were very familiar with.

The ship is long and narrow, and the dozen or so red sails on the two masts that look like blazing flames are particularly eye-catching.

Even though the mainsail was half-furled, it still shone brightly. Embroidered on the sail was a large silver fish with its fins spread out, which looked a bit like a bird.

It was the Jackdaw that had asked them for help three days ago.

Looking ahead, a large number of deep-sea clansmen with indescribable appearances have also gathered at the feet of the statue in the square.

Together with the mortals from the outside world, one on the left and one on the right, the circular square was packed full.

Suddenly, more than half of the ugly, grinning fish in the pond in the center of the square appeared, totaling at least two hundred.

Obviously, most of those extra people are the crew members of the Jackdaw.

This is what adventures on the sea are like: everyone on and off a boat is a connected whole.

Once you stumble, there is a high probability that you will be wiped out. There is basically no chance of a small defeat. Without your companions, you can't run away even if you want to.

According to the number of crew members on a normal adventure ship, the crew of the Jackdaw provided food for this group of townspeople for three consecutive days, so the remaining amount was reasonable.

“But there are so many fish? Which one is [Hawkeye] James? This guy wouldn’t be eaten by someone right after he turned into a fish because the third-level mermaid’s tears are too delicious, right?”

From the perspective of foodies, there are two types of people in this world.

One is about instant gratification, eating the tastiest parts first, and the emphasis is on momentum, two birds in the bush are worth a bird in the hand;
The other type prefers to delay gratification and is able to be patient temporarily in order to gain greater benefits, saving the best part for last.

I hope these deep-sea relatives are the latter and can save the most delicious fish for last.

Otherwise, Byron would have no choice but to go back and ask where James Kent's home was, and sincerely say "I will take care of your wife and children" when he visited his grave to pay tribute to him.

Put this unlucky thought behind you and continue to observe the big fish in the pond carefully.

The main body and the logbook are not here. At this moment, he looks at this fish and then at that fish. The eyes of each pair of dead fish facing up are full of desire for life.

It seems to be saying:

"Pick me up! Pick me up!"

In addition to James, the remaining fish also need to be rescued. We can't just watch them being eaten by monsters in vain.

If this happened to someone else, they would be helpless even if they came here.

But Byron was different.

[Immune Blood] is invincible. It was able to save the coral people who were suffering from coral disease in the past, and now it can save these fish people.

Moreover, Byron is now stronger than when he dealt with the blood disaster.

The activated entry [Invulnerable to All Diseases] can allow him to produce antibodies instantly, without having to wait for 24 hours like before.

If you want to save people, all you have to do is "attack in doctor form" and once your main body arrives, give them an injection and they'll be able to return to their original state.

Seeing that the ascension ceremony had already begun, I simply stopped hesitating.

The main body on the Golden Deer issued a formal "fish-eating operation" order to Xiaowo.

Since Dagon has personally led people to besiege the [Oceanic Throne].

He didn't believe that the remaining people in a small town could stop the attack of the Golden Deer and nearly ten third-level transcendents.

at the same time.

Among the crowd of deep-sea relatives in the dream opposite, two fishmen with powerful aura and exceptionally tall stature stood out from the crowd and walked to the front of the crowd.

"Son of God!"

"goddess!"

The other extraordinary races who still retained their sanity and language abilities bowed their heads deeply.

And those low-level clansmen who were left with only instinct had already fallen to the ground due to the suppression of their bloodlines.

Apparently, these two were the blood relatives that Dagon had mentioned a few days ago. They were the Laplace siblings, the pair of children he had born after he touched the divine realm and achieved the fifth level.

According to normal people's aesthetic standards, just like it is impossible to tell the difference between a male rabbit and a female rabbit, it is also impossible to tell which of these half-human, half-fish, half-frog creatures is male and which is female.

All I can say is, they're all equally ugly.

The brother and sister didn't care about other clans at all. No matter whether they were extraordinary species or ordinary creatures, in their eyes they were no different from fish in a pond.

Although they are not very old, relying on their powerful bloodline bonus, the depth of their research on the forbidden book "Luoyan City Textbook", their extraordinary rank, and their strength, they have already caught up with the first batch of descendants of the Bay people hundreds of years ago.

Naturally, he developed a haughty character.

During the sacred ceremony where the residents of Kuroshio Town were longing for "ascension" all the time, they were still chatting among themselves.

The one who spoke first had dark blue skin and a rough voice:

"It's all Jörmungandr's fault!

If he hadn't suddenly come and instigated us to set a trap to kill the Sea Hunter who destroyed the "Touch of Clark"'s arrival plan.

As a result, we were not able to follow our father to see the strongest fifth-level legendary pirate king in the Old World.

In the end, after painstakingly setting up the trap during the Kuroshio Town Festival, they didn't even get to see a single shadow of the target.

Three full days have passed.

If I hadn't left a glimmer of hope, I would have eaten up that third-level [Hawkeye] James."

The younger sister's skin color was light purple, and her voice was only slightly higher and thinner than her brother's:
"Sea Hunter? Humph, a mere human dares to take such a blasphemous title.

Only we, the deep-sea clan, can hunt in the ocean.

What's more, he deserves to die because he has Taiwanese ancestry.

Before leaving, Jörmungandr repeatedly reminded me that the sea hunter had a very good reputation, was a well-known good man and a loyal minister, and would never abandon his friends. If he dared to come, I would definitely taste what a good man's heart tastes like, and whether it is more delicious than the black heart of a bad man. "

In the information provided by Jörmungandr.

When Port Royal gathered all its forces to encircle and kill the Octopus Battleship Maywind and the Infinite Evolver Balboa, including [Hawkeye] James Kent who had turned into a fish, there were only five third-level ones.

Now, just over a month has passed. After leaving behind enough defensive forces, what kind of lineup can the sea hunter Byron Tudor put forward to adventure in the New World?
At most, there are only three people at the third level, including himself.

Even if we don't count the Black Tide Town clans, the two of them alone can completely defeat enemies of this level.

There was no indication in his words that Byron was taken seriously at all.

But while waiting for the enemy to come and die, they will not delay their important work.

I saw that the two Black Tide Towns in the dream and the reality were completely overlapping, as if they had entered a special superposition state, allowing the dream and the reality to finally communicate with each other.

The Laplace siblings raised the long halberds they had made to imitate their father's creation and shouted in unison:
"The ceremony begins, Dagon blesses!"

The statue in front of them suddenly trembled, and spiritual light shone from its body, and golden threads radiated from the tip of the halberd held high in its hand.

One end is connected to the halberd blade, and the other end is connected to every adult in Black Tide Town.

It looks similar to the faith anchor chain on the Old World, but the thing inside their body is called an "anchor" but feels more like a "fish hook".

Sure enough, the silk thread slowly tightened.

The body of a townsman who was almost forty years old shook, and a small dim ball of light was fished out of his body with a "whoosh" and fell into the mouth of the statue.

Obviously, under the [Social Clock] of Kuroshio Town, the townspeople, who had originally been eaten up bit by bit by the gods, were finally eaten up completely this time.

Looking at the texture of the light ball, it is actually not much different from the "Mermaid's Tears".

Obviously, even these own people, as well as those extraordinary deep-sea clans that have already transformed, are actually food or reserve food, and are no different from those foreign "fish catches".

Sooner or later, they will fall into the mouth of the "God" at the top of the food chain.

"Ho ho. Ho."

The townsman's body then rapidly transformed, and soon he lay on the ground and turned into a half-human, half-fish, half-frog creature.

But compared to the Laplace brothers and sisters, he has very few human elements and is more like a hybrid of a fish and a frog.

Then, one light ball after another was fished away, and every adult in Kuroshio Town welcomed the long-desired "ascension".

"Evil God! Gods shouldn't be like this."

Seeing this absurd and tragic scene, Byron and Violet realized that the rules might be completely different in different supernatural systems.

Compared to these old gods, wild gods, and evil gods who systematically eat people, the Creator who created the Silver Law and only needs the will of believers is too merciful.

Even if he brazenly opened the dark millennium that banned all knowledge and culture as if to avoid something, he can definitely be called a good god.

As time went on, the Nils they possessed were unable to avoid "ascension".

The soul of this young lamplighter was only suppressed, not destroyed.

When a ball of light was also fished out, the body also began to change.

"what?"

During this period, the ability of Crystal Skull No. 1 [Flower Mountain Heaven] fluctuated slightly.

This means that the people in the New World and the Taino people in the Bantaan Islands should have a common bloodline.

There might be a third indigenous empire here.

If it is done well, there might be a possibility to extend the power of the Lord of Heaven to the New World.

soon.

In the entire Kuroshio Town, except for the mayor and the workshop owner who have become extraordinary people, the two extraordinary people who were not eaten but continued to be fattened up as followers.

The other clan members, who were now only beasts left, stood up as if sleepwalking, silently walked through a rising mist, and walked to the other side of the square.

Joined the dream black tide town.

The lamplighter possessed by Byron and Violet also stood silently behind the brother and sister.

Then, a golden fishing hook from the blade of the statue fell into the fish pond and began to enjoy the sacrifices offered by the believers.

As the war with the Pirate King and the reinforcements from the Old World is about to begin, the appetite of Dagon, the Nightmare of the Abyss, is particularly voracious.

The Laplace brothers and sisters laughed strangely:

“Except for that [Hawkeye] James, everyone else can be eaten together.

Isn't Sea Hunter a good man? Then we can use this hostage to threaten him and make him cut off his own hands and feet.

If he doesn't cut it, we will cut his 'beloved friend' James.

I guess for such a good person, his friend would be hurt and he would feel pain in his heart.

I just like to see those mortals in agony.

When he crawls over to us on the ground, we will eat him up from head to toe, bite by bite, haha."

"My dear sister, you are absolutely right. Good people deserve to have a gun pointed at their heads."

The Taiwanese people have a relatively independent collective subconscious, but they do not have their own gods to suppress them. Ownerless things are naturally the best breeding ground for this group of thieves who want to thieve the gods.

But once an outstanding person appears in the ethnic group, the thoughts and wishes that originally belonged to the collective will will inevitably be tilted.

If others get more, they will naturally get less.

For those who want to usurp the throne, strip off the skins of the gods of the Taiwan people, and sneak in to become true gods themselves, this is something they absolutely cannot tolerate.

This time everyone from top to bottom was unanimous in their opinion that Byron must be killed.

Wow!

At this moment, a whirlpool suddenly opened outside the town, and the golden "Golden Deer" rushed out of it as fast as the rising sun.

The armament was no less than that of a fifth-tier cruiser: 20 18-pound carronades and two 32-pound carronades, which were pushed out of the gun ports by the various gun crews.

Buzz buzz.
Layer upon layer of powerful enchantments were applied by Byron's [Storm Admiral] and Violet's [Curse of Disaster].

The "good man" Byron looked at the nearby Black Tide Town with cold eyes.

"The ritual is only halfway through. Dreams and reality are overlapping and anchored. You monsters can't escape."

At first, a tentacle of [Sleeping God Kraken] wiped out the Lancaster clan overnight, and the bloody disaster that followed almost sacrificed the entire International Port. Now, coupled with the God thief who quietly parasitized on the people of the North Bay...
With new and old grudges added together, he launched a violent raid without hesitation, bringing justice from the sky!

The only good cultists are the dead ones.

As for the hostages of "loved relatives and friends"
After the bandits are wiped out, the survivors will naturally be grateful to him for his righteous action.

That pair of gods and goddesses clearly misunderstood the title of "great good man".

"Bandits and hostages live and die together" is the correct way for good people to fight terrorism.

Our purpose is: "Fight terrorism and eliminate bandits, leaving no grass behind."

Byron waved his hand and shouted:
"Open fire! Leave no one alive!"

(End of this chapter)