Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 365: Godhead Mask, Submission to God

Pure physical attacks are unlikely to be effective against the water element of the Son of the Abyss.

However, a powerful storm weapon from mythology like [Guaranteed Gungnir] carried the same level of violent enchantment, which instantly destroyed the goddess' most basic ability to save her life.

Forced to exit from the water element state and locked into a flesh and blood body.

As a result, a dignified fourth-level mythical creature, who clearly had many powerful black magics yet to be used, was instantly defeated in a warm-up cold weapon duel.

Wow.
At this time, a heavy rain poured down overhead.

"call--!"

Byron looked at the fourth-level soul that was forcibly pulled into his shadow and joined the [Wild Hunt Legion], and then he let out a long breath of foul air mixed with a strong smell of blood.

His pores opened, releasing billowing steam like a burning boiler, which quickly cooled his body down.

The cheetah, which can run the fastest on the ground at a maximum speed of 120 kilometers per hour, can only sustain this speed for a maximum of three minutes, otherwise it will die of heatstroke.

The same goes for Byron's full-strength burst.

It seems like he just fired one shot from beginning to end, but it is a full-force burst of multiple abilities such as Night Devil's perfect body, title special effects, Storm Admiral, etc. under the integration of "flow".

But Byron also knew that although his foul-like body of the Night Demon and his magic spear Gungnir were sharp, the opportunities created for him by others were also crucial.

Most of these people are his [King's Right Hand].

Under the coverage of the Golden Law, it is like the ten fingers of a pair of fists. When clenched together, it is enough to achieve the effect of one plus one being far greater than two.

This is why it is almost unheard of that a lone Level 5 Legend can defeat the [King].

When the opponent is a group of people, we sixteen people attack together. When the opponent is one person, we sixteen people attack together.

[The King’s Right Hand] is originally a part of the King’s strength.

As soon as the order was given, the brothers would rush forward immediately. No matter how powerful the enemy was, two fists could not beat four hands and they would be chopped into pieces alive.

He raised the spear in his hand and grasped the second-level strange object Bay Citizen Battle Axe that had just been blown away.

He was able to take a direct hit from Gungnir without any damage, so this is obviously a treasure.

After a careful inspection, he found that perhaps because of the goddess's own abilities, she had no other trophies except for this transformable battle axe.

“No, there seems to be one more thing.

What is this? "

Byron looked at his own shadow and saw that the face of the goddess' soul was wearing a bone mask that glowed faintly with golden light.

The whole thing looks like the skull of a female deer, with a line of small words written in runes on the edge: "Love and beauty, Freya".

It looks like a shaman mask that the ancient Wan people priests wore on their faces to perform sacrificial ceremonies.

A line of information also appeared in the logbook:
"Second-level holy relic: the divine mask of Freya, the goddess of love and beauty."

"Freya?"

As one of the few direct descendants of the Bay People, Byron's family has preserved the most complete Bay People's myths and legends, and he knows all the Bay People's "gods" like the back of his hand.

Although most of the so-called "gods" did not have the sixth and seventh levels of illegal classes that seemed to have no end in sight in the mythological era when humans and gods coexisted.

He was just a powerful extraordinary person among a group of Wan people, probably similar to the fifth-level [King Title] of the Silver Age. Two thousand years later, he has long returned to dust.

Byron even suspected that the fifth-level [King Title] of the Silver Age might be a weakened version of the fifth-level [False God] of the Mythological Age.

Low sequence: first-tier attendants, second-tier occupations;
Middle sequence: Tier 3 elites (great wizards), Tier 4 heroes (mythical creatures);
High Sequence: Tier 5 Legend (False God), Tier 6 Epic (Demigod);
Supreme: The Seventh Order Unique God Creator.

From the name of this [Ladder of Glory] sequence, we can get a glimpse of it and roughly see some traces left over from the mythological era.

It was not until the end of the Dark Millennium and the revival of the mythological system that these unfamiliar words once again entered the human vision. In essence, they are still the same things.

The legendary "Goddess of Love and Beauty" Freya is also called Freya. Like the gods of love in various myths, she is also a goddess of extraordinary beauty but also amorous.

It is said that although she loved her husband deeply, she had sex with all the male gods in Taiwanese mythology once, twice, and three times.
The priesthood includes: love, magic, war and gold.

Byron continued to look down.

"Ability: Godhead Mask
This relic of the Wan people from the mythological era two thousand years ago was one of the media for the priests to communicate with the gods. There are as many masks of divinity as there are gods.

When humans with high enough compatibility put on this mask, they can communicate with the corresponding god in the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, gain temporary godhood, and increase their power in the corresponding field.

At a time when the throne of God is vacant, it is even possible to digest and absorb the corresponding divine status bit by bit.

Note: If one's own rank and anchoring are insufficient, one may be assimilated by the corresponding deity, completely lose oneself, and become what the believers want him to be.

Destiny: Each relic mask carries a different destiny, all related to the legend of the god itself. The more similar the behavior is to the target, the faster the divine nature and corresponding anchor will be digested.

For example, Freya, the [Goddess of Love and Beauty], needs beauty, needs love, and needs hmm."

Seeing this, Byron also understood.

Most likely, these thieves of the divine throne among the Bay People use these [Divine Masks] stolen from somewhere as a medium, and with the help of believers who carry the Bay People's bloodline, they are able to successfully anchor the collective subconscious of the Bay People.

After this pair of God's Son and Goddess reached the fourth level and became mythical creatures, they were qualified to begin planning for the fifth-level [pseudo-god] throne.

Obtained his own divine mask in advance.

The goddess Freya was knocked down on the spot before she had the chance to use the power of the mask, otherwise this battle might not have been so smooth.

Combined with the intelligence we have obtained before, since the Taiwanese people who came to the New World called themselves "exiles", they must have made a mistake in their hometown.

Hundreds of years ago, murder, theft, and rebellion were all possible.

It is also normal to steal these holy relics that have disappeared from history books.

Moreover, Byron learned from Violet that the legendary Pirate Code, which was created by the Pirate Emperor to rule all pirates, had been lost for hundreds of years.

Is it possible that it also fell into the hands of these “exiles”?
Thinking of this, my heart suddenly felt warm.

At the same time, there are two secrets in the log book.

[Secret: The source of the blood disaster, historical influence 38] The unlocking density also increased from 90% to 92%.

The decoding density of [Secret: Prophecy, Kingship, and the prophecy of racial revival by the god of the Wild Hunt, Woden, historical influence 69] also increased from 39% to 45%.

Obviously, the secrets he was exploring were closely related to this group of exiled Ziwan people.

Byron took back the spear in his hand, which also came from the myths and legends of the Bay People and was the sure-hit spear of the God King [the God of Kingship, Prophecy and Wild Hunt]. He muttered to himself:
“I don’t know if they have the mask of the god of the wild hunt, Woden. I am quite interested in this.

Otherwise, this mask of the goddess of beauty Freya will become a decoration.

I am confident that our good looks are good enough, but this kind of destiny of sleeping with all the gods is too much for even the 'Innate Cowherd Holy Body'."

But at this moment, I suddenly heard two familiar voices coming from the front.

"Sniff, siff, you smell so good!"

"Let me have one bite, just one bite, okay?"

Looking down, he saw the two long legs of the goddess Freya Laplace left on the ground with the upper half missing. They softened and twisted on their own, and finally turned into two purple-red octopus tentacles.

From the tiny mouthparts at one end came the voice that belonged to the goddess.

"Eh? Are the nerve endings of the Son of the Abyss also so developed? Can it even speak?"

Byron had dealt with these weird things a lot, especially the giant octopus [Kraken, the Sleeping God], and he knew him best, so he didn't find it strange to see the situation in front of him.

The Son of the Abyss has obviously inherited the octopus's ability of three hearts and nine brains, with a developed nervous system and even brain tissue spread throughout the body.

It's a pity that she only has the powerful ability to transform her body, not immortality like the Cursed Spirit or the Soul-Hidden Life Box.

When the damage to the body is minor, it's not a big deal, just grow another one.

When most of the body is destroyed, the nervous system also dies along with it, and even the strongest soul loses its support.

However, the goddess is, after all, a non-human fourth-order mythical creature, and the remaining two long legs, like the "Kraken's Touch", still retain the retarded eating instinct.

The combination of the fallen and the women immediately cried for greed when they saw Byron, a "tonic" that has the effects of increasing lifespan, eliminating alienation, and promoting on the spot.

however.

next moment.

"Gudong."

They unexpectedly heard a loud sound of Byron swallowing saliva, and their bodies trembled in unison, with a strong sense of crisis surged in their hearts.

"Wait, what do you mean by swallowing?"

Before they could turn around and run, they heard a salivating voice above their heads:
"Well, I think you guys smell good too!

One bite each, one bite each, okay?"

He reached out his hand like lightning, grabbed an octopus tentacle that was twisting and struggling and crying with fear, and was about to start.

"Byron, are you all right? They've made it to shore together.

How to deal with this goddess? "

Fortunately, Violet arrived in time and prevented Byron from doing anything bold.

"How to deal with it? Of course, oral. That's right!"

When Violet reminded him of this, he suddenly remembered that after the heroic sacrifice of Alvin the Falcon, he still had a vacant spot for the Wild Hunt Servant.

As long as he kills the enemy with his own hands, he can choose whether to retain the self-awareness of the undead servant and transform into a monstrous being called a [Wild Hunt Servant].

It can serve as an extension of his eyes, ears, will and supernatural abilities, and can move freely, possess living people, and exert abilities, no different from ordinary people.

If it possesses the original body, it can still fully exert its past power, and even burn itself and explode to the extreme.

Relying on [Entry: Three Musketeers], the current quota is capped at four people, including: "[Conqueror] Cortes, [Fat Dragon], and Quasi-Sword Saint Herman".

The goddess Freya Laplace is not only a fourth-order mythical creature, but also the daughter of Dagon, a fifth-order [false god] and one of the founders of the Deep Dive Church. She is extremely valuable and has a very high gold content.

He was on par with Cortes, who was already the Emperor of Aztecs.

"Two birds in the bush are worth a bird in the hand. I've decided it's you. Come on!"

Byron immediately stretched out his hand towards the tragic murder scene in front of him, and the goddess's broken bones, flesh and blood flew in front of him and merged into a constantly wriggling mass of flesh.

Not willing to use his own blood, he took out a bottle of transmuted blood from the Warrior's Cup and activated the [Blood Altar and Flesh Jar] he learned from "Blood Source Tour" (Chapter 349).

This black magic can achieve self-cloning on the physical level. Even if a person is beaten to the point where only a drop of blood is left, he can still reshape a complete body.

After killing the goddess, it won't be a problem to create a new body for her.

"Gulu gulu."

The ritual witchcraft that looked extremely evil at first glance was activated, and the swamp of flesh and blood surged rapidly, and soon it grew back into Freya's tall and muscular naked body, like a female leopard.

"Ok?"

Hearing Violet let out a small hum from her nose, her little hand had already pinched his lower back.

Byron laughed and lowered his head quickly. A pale blue flame emerged from his palm. He pulled out the goddess' soul again and pushed it into her own body.

A pair of blue eyes unique to the people of the bay blinked twice, and then they regained their spirit. When he raised his hand, water surged on his body and turned into a set of clothes exactly the same as before.

After seeing Byron, he immediately knelt on one knee obediently, pounded his chest with his right hand and said:
"Master, your humble servant Freya Laplace offers you her heart."

Byron sensed it briefly and found that perhaps because of the Bay People's bloodline and the mask of the god, his connection with this new Wild Hunt servant in mysticism was particularly close.

Considering that his own title abilities [Wild Hunt Legion] and [Lord of the Wild Hunt] are actually nicknames for Woden, he subconsciously felt that perhaps everything should have been this way in the mythological era.

Byron himself is not even a mythical creature now, but he picked up the first fourth-level subordinate god when he went out.

With this insider, the success rate of this fishing trip to Luoyan City can be improved a little.

I just greeted her.

Then I heard a shrill roar like a lone wolf coming from the direction of Kuroshio Town behind me:

"Ah! How dare you harm the noble Son of God and Daughter of God? I will fight you.

Godhead mask, God descends from heaven!"

Then, a strong sacred breath rushed straight into the sky, instantly illuminating the night sky filled with heavy rain.

(End of this chapter)