Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 703: Joan of Arc's Shaman Dance, Promoted to Blood Angel
East Continent, Corridor of Truth.

Rumble.
The roar of artillery fire and the sound of killing shook the sky. The thick smoke obscured the sun in the sky. I don’t know how much knowledge and legends were successfully revived through the mass death of intelligent creatures.

There is constant war between the southern wizarding nations, led by the Lighthouse Federation, and the northern clan nations, led by the Church of the Old Gods and supplemented by activated knowledge.

The overall trend is that the former advances and the latter retreats!

Byron's ascension to the title of "Emperor of Mankind" brought earth-shaking changes to the human world, and the title of country radiated to every citizen of the empire.

Especially the "berserker gene", also known as the collectivism gene. With this kind of inherent organization, the combat effectiveness of large human army clusters will at least increase by two or three times.

One human soldier may not be a match for a clan soldier, but three human soldiers will definitely beat three clan soldiers. In addition, with advanced weapons, the more people there are, the stronger they are.

The new legion title: "The World's Strongest Light Infantry" is not far from being born.

Of course, relying solely on the Lighthouse Federation's own strength, it can at best recover the Desert God System countries bit by bit, as well as a small number of countries that suffered heavy losses in the last war with the Mermaid Kingdom.

As the battle line lengthened as they went deeper inland, they encountered tough opponents with considerable strength, and the situation gradually became stalemate.

It has been more than half a year since the last time the six major sects of the Mermaid Kingdom besieged the blood beast's lair. This Civil War has also been going on for more than half a year, and there is still no end in sight to this day.

Moreover, those clan countries with relatively intact combat power have never been defeated. They are happy to see other clans and human forces consume each other, and then, as before, sharpen their knives and prepare to take advantage of the situation.

The night demon nobles of the Twilight Church are typical examples of those who sit on the mountain and watch tigers fight.

After licking the wounds of the stabbed goddess Lilith, they continued to play music and dance as usual.

The legendary battleship Twilight Church, one of the most powerful whale oil alchemy battleships in the world, is quietly anchored in the Port of Angeles. The towering castle church on the battleship is brightly lit, and melodious music echoes repeatedly throughout the bay.

In addition to serving as the flagship of Lilith's clerical incarnation for a period of time, this battleship has always been the religious and political center of the church, cruising back and forth between the various Night Demon Kingdoms.

Ding!
"Cheers, ladies and gentlemen, to celebrate the 2.5% increase in our blood tax last year, marking years of consecutive growth."

"To our respected leader, Her Majesty Queen Elsa of the Bloodthorn Rose!"

In the luxurious auditorium, handsome men and beautiful women, all well-dressed but with scarlet eyes, raised their cups of blood-brew and toasted together to a beautiful and seductive figure in the center of the stage.

The person originally standing here should be Archbishop [Iron-Blooded Knight] Gangro.

Unfortunately, when he went to the battle with Lilith, he was smashed to death by Salant, who had become bald and stronger, using his magic [Miracle Punch].

And Vlad III, the Grand Duke of Thorns, was also killed and replaced by Byron.

Only [Ghoul Lord] Hannibal and [Corrupted Blood Stigma] Macavian fled back to the Night Demon Kingdom with Joan of Arc.

It is naturally impossible for the top leaders of the Twilight Church to watch a divine "vessel" of the Mother Goddess suddenly ascend to power and lead all the night demons.

Before they could return, the former number two figure [Bloodthorn Rose] Elsa Ashbel was elected by all the top leaders to become the new archbishop and wore the supreme blood crown.

This person is not only a fifth-order false god, but also a charming and seductive succubus queen.

The figure in the center of the venue had long, rich red hair tied back, a shining crown on her head, and purple eyeshadow in her eyes. Her every frown and smile made people feel itchy.

There was almost nothing that could be called clothes on her flawless white body. There were only heart-shaped sequins on her private parts, a transparent gauze skirt, and a pair of black open-toed high-heeled boots on her feet.

There was a snakeskin whip wrapped around her slender waist, and like most succubi, a fluorescent pink emblem appeared on her abdomen, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Even among the Night Demons, a group full of blood-thirsty and sex-addicted people, it is still very impactful.

No matter men or women, they all swallowed their saliva when looking at her, even if she did not display any extraordinary abilities.

In fact, this succubus queen who has lived for more than five hundred years has an affair with all the high-ranking night demons in the Twilight Church.

Most of the male and female succubi born were married to nobles of the major Night Demon Kingdoms, and even to high-ranking officials of other clan countries.

The Night Demon's [Bloodline Codex] is compatible with various forbidden routes, and the panacea can also eliminate the side effects of black witchcraft, which naturally makes it very popular among the Night Demon ladies.

Many high-ranking officials in the clan countries have her bloodline, and her bloodline is deep-rooted in the northern countries of the continent.

[Bloodthorn Rose] Elsa Ashbel also received another flattering title: "Grandmother of the Northern Continent."

Coincidentally, the succubus princess Therese under Byron's command is named Therese Ashbell (Chapter 420), and she is one of her many children.

The succubus queen drank a cup of blood brew with the night demon nobles, then winked at the false gods. They all held their wine glasses and walked silently to the corner and sat down on the sofas.

There are a total of seven false gods, including [Bloodthorn Rose] Elsa herself, [Ghoul Lord] Hannibal, and [Corrupted Blood Stigma] Macavian.

If we include the deceased Grand Duke of Thorns Vlad III and the Iron-Blooded Knight, the number of false gods of the Night Demons almost reaches double digits. They are undoubtedly the top few among the many churches of the old gods.

This is all thanks to the blood tax "abundance collection system" that brought together the people.

Now they are facing the same big problem because of gathering a large crowd.

Elsa held up the divine barrier to prevent the conversation from being heard by others.

He placed a letter from the Solomon Empire to Joan of Arc on the table and asked everyone in a heavy tone:

“Everyone, how do you think we should deal with this Saint Lady?

The Night Demon Kingdoms are full of her admirers and supporters. If we don’t handle them properly, there will definitely be a big mess.”

The eyes of a group of false gods fell on the opened letter. Before they could read the contents, rustling sounds rang in their ears.

Mortals would be transformed on the spot if they approached the handwritten letter from the demigod, let alone read it. They were not affected, but the invitation to Joan of Arc, the "favored one", to join made them all look unhappy.

It was no secret that when the priestly incarnation of Lilith descended, Saint Joan of Arc made many public appearances.

Outsiders naturally thought that Joan of Arc was a true believer like the Pope at the time, and was completely controlled by Lilith, the Mother of Creation. No matter how hard she tried, she could not escape the clutches of an old god.

After successfully communicating with Lamia, the Blood Angel of the Pantheon, he would soon be polluted and eventually degenerated into a demigod incarnation of Lilith.

But only the senior officials in the Twilight Church knew that after Lilith first embraced her, she had no time to train her personally.

At first, he wanted to use Vlad III, the Grand Duke of Thorns, to induce her to fall, and everyone has seen the ending.

Before Joan of Arc could truly fall, Lilith herself was stabbed to death by Byron.

However, Joan of Arc gained a large number of supporters among the Night Demons because of her special status and the achievement of successfully bringing back most of the fleet, and her prestige is extremely high.

Now, isn't it just ridiculous to let a paladin with strong faith rule over a group of bloodthirsty night demons?

Therefore, facing Elsa's question, the other Night Demon False Gods had no other answer and said in unison:

“Even if the Solomon Empire has suffered a defeat and is in urgent need of reinforcements, we must never hand over the ruling of the Night Demon to a container.

Unless the Mother Goddess successfully awakens, or sends another priesthood incarnation. "

Power is the most poisonous poison in the world. The only antidote is power itself. Once you lose power, you will die of the poison immediately.

It just so happens that the core promotion ceremony of the Night Demon is "usurpation of power", advocating internal strife and palace coup.

Once they lose power, their strength will be greatly weakened, and they will no longer have the capital to compete with the Saint Joan of Arc.

Wealth and splendor cannot be maintained in peace, but can only be pursued, because its essence is a raging fire, which can only continue to burn if it constantly obtains fuel.

This is true for every aristocratic family and every vested interest group. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many giant whales in the world that won’t die.

Even if a knife is placed on your neck, you would have to think about it, let alone now.

The white-haired Night Demon King who was the first person on Elsa's right added:
“Your Majesty Elsa, everyone, this is not because of our selfishness.

But if we give the power to the Saint now, she will not be able to become the Mother Goddess's [Blood Angel Lamia], but will most likely become [Blood Angel Joan of Arc].

We are defending the property and authority of the Mother Goddess."

This is Vlad II, the King of the Castle, the father of Grand Duke Vlad III of Thorns, and also Elsa's most steadfast lover.

Byron pretended to be his son Vlad III and backstabbed the mother goddess Lilith, which naturally made him feel very uncomfortable and he had to hold Elsa's thighs even tighter.

After saying this, he glanced at the lower- and middle-class Night Demon nobles in the auditorium who were kept in the dark just like the outsiders, and spoke up for Elsa, expressing her concerns that she had not expressed:

“The most critical issue is not what we think, but what the middle and lower level Night Demon ruling class thinks.

In the face of the Mother Goddess' authority, only we fifth-order pseudo-gods have a certain degree of autonomy. The helm of others is completely in the hands of the Mother Goddess, and they can only kneel down unconditionally and fanatically to the Saint.

The worst news is that we also rely on the residual power of the Mother Goddess to maintain the rule of the "Abundant Collection System".

Gather the people, gather the people, success or failure depends on gathering the people! "

Vlad II's words caused everyone to be silent.

Power has always been from the bottom up. If they do not recognize Joan of Arc's status, their own status will be shaken.

At this time, a bunch of false gods were all set up. They could neither solve the hidden danger of Joan of Arc by violence, nor really compromise with her.

To be disrespectful, Mother Goddess Lilith died at a very bad time.

Joan of Arc was like a thorn in their throat, which they could neither spit out nor swallow, and was extremely uncomfortable.

Elsa saw that no one else had a good idea, so she had to make the decision herself:

“Then we will sell the news to the people of the Lighthouse Federation and have them kill the messenger from the Solomon Empire on the way. We will pretend that we have not received the letter from the world monarch Lucifer.

Then continue to maintain the strategy of the previous few months, give Joan of Arc the highest honor according to the standards of the Night Demon Saint, hold her high, do not let her have the opportunity to get involved in power, and put her under house arrest in disguise.

She has been quite well behaved recently, staying on the Twilight Cathedral and not going anywhere. I hope she can continue to be well behaved.

As time goes by, sooner or later she will be contaminated by the immortal divinity of the Mother Goddess.

I believe that Mother God will understand our painstaking efforts."

Before anyone else could agree, she heard a pleasant female voice with a hint of sonority suddenly ringing in her ears:

"Oh? My Archbishop, who do you want to put under house arrest?"

Hearing this voice, the group of false gods were all startled and turned their heads quickly.

The door of the auditorium burst open and a tall figure covered in blood strode in.

Da da da.
The steel boots hit the floor with a crisp sound, and the melodious music came to an abrupt end.

A group of Night Demon nobles were surprised to see the newcomer and knelt on one knee to salute her:
"Your Highness, the Mother Goddess is watching over you!"

The person who came was Joan of Arc, wearing knight armor and with her hand on the hilt of the sword.

But unlike before, she appeared today with blood all over her body, as if she was resonating with some great existence in the void. An invisible sense of oppression filled the auditorium.

All the Night Demon nobles did not dare to look her in the eye.

Only a group of false gods were still standing there in astonishment and doubt, trembling deeply at the tremendous power before them that seemed to have already reached the realm of demigods.

Elsa, who was specifically named by her, cried out in shock: "Mother Goddess Blood Angel Lamia has arrived?! How is this possible?"

Joan of Arc did not answer her question. She strode up to her and raised her hand to make the sign of the inverted cross on her chest.

Om-!
A shadow of an angel suddenly appeared behind him. The graceful female body was naked, with several pairs of curved horns on her head, red skin, and wings behind her that covered the sky.

It was the immortal divinity of the Blood Angel Lamia.

The phantom then pounced into Joan of Arc's body, and the girl's eyes turned outward and her whole body twitched, as if she had successfully performed a shaman act and obtained the "divine descent".

When he calmed down again, his originally serious face lost all human interest and became as indifferent as if only divinity remained.

The powerful aura on his body surged, causing the Night Demons to cheer wildly:
"Praise the Mother of Creation! Praise the Mother Goddess!"

They were unaware of the inside story and thought that Lilith had returned through her true believers.

Jeanne just looked down at Elsa, who was the most powerful person in front of her, and shouted coldly:
"How dare you not kneel down before the Mother Goddess?"

The false gods, led by the Succubus Queen, were somewhat undecided, as the being before them did seem to have the anchor chain of faith of the Night Demons.

But they found it hard to believe that they had not done anything, and yet Joan of Arc, the vessel of divinity, had been corrupted and fallen so naturally?
But there were so many Night Demon nobles watching around, and doubt and even anger gradually appeared in their eyes.

These people had no idea that the Mother Goddess actually had limited abilities and had left them with an unfinished project. They only knew that the top management was absolutely disloyal!

Elsa felt the anchor chain in her body begin to shake, so she could only grit her teeth, kneel on the ground and say:

"Mother Goddess!"

I secretly made up my mind:

"The single-minded Paladin actually learned how to take advantage of the situation. This day came much sooner than I expected.

Just bear with this loss for now. When the party is over and everyone else has left, I have plenty of ways to verify whether you are the real Mother Goddess or just pretending to be a god.

If you reveal even a single flaw, I will make sure you, a damned Paladin, know what a hell of training is that would make even succubi howl in fear! "

Seeing her kneeling, the other false gods also knelt on the ground.

Jeanne glanced around the auditorium, her lips curled up slightly, and in her heart, she was excited about the existence on the other side of the anchor chain of faith:

"My Lord, your method really works. I quietly accumulate strength and show weakness to the enemy, and then suddenly attack in public. They are really forced to acknowledge me."

Two anchor chains extended from her chest.

One of the blood-red anchor chains was linked to the [Blood Angel], and the other golden anchor chain was linked to the [Ten Thousand Winged Angel].

The former came from Lilith's contamination, while the latter came from her unwavering faith throughout her life.

Moreover, the latter is much thicker, stronger and unbreakable than the former.

The so-called coming of the "Blood Angels" actually mostly comes from the ever-changing demigod Byron.

It is still a long way to go before Lilith's immortal divinity can completely corrupt Joan of Arc.

This was all just a pre-planned move.

Byron, whose consciousness descended here, saw the mother of the succubus princess Therese for the first time. They seemed like a pair of sisters who looked six or seven times similar.

However, he had no intention of letting her off the hook, and instead decisively ordered Jeanne:

"Joan of Arc, you already have Lilith's 'name and weapon', so it will be much easier for you to gain real power than for others.

Remember, the essence of power is the two words "reward and punishment".

There is no need to seize the command of the army or get involved in the right to collect blood taxes. As long as you have the power to reward and punish all night demons, your "ritual of usurping power" will be completed.

You are now only one step away from a successful palace coup. Don't worry about anything else. Just step on the head of this succubus queen and take the throne."

Joan of Arc nodded vigorously in her heart.

"Yes, my lord."

Then he raised his hand and the letter written by Lucifer himself fell into her hands. He glanced up and down and said indifferently to Elsa whose face changed:

"You have exceeded my authority and attempted to destroy the alliance between our Night Demons, the Solomon Empire, and the World Consciousness. I will punish you. Do you accept it?"

The Succubus Queen's eyes flashed.

This political creature who had lived for more than 500 years immediately sensed something was wrong in Joan of Arc's serious tone:
"How could the Mother Goddess need a reason to punish me? When did the Mother of Creation become so kind?"

She subconsciously raised her head, but before she could verify her suspicions, she was pinned down by the demigod power that Jeanne had borrowed from Byron, and every bone in her body groaned in pain.

She seemed to be suddenly awakened by a basin of cold water poured on her head.

Realizing that Joan of Arc already has the strength of a demigod, then her fakeness is also real!

Looking into Joan of Arc's eyes, through her pupils, he seemed to see another existence that was even colder than the Mother Goddess, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Unless you are willing to risk your life, you may be able to expose the other party's conspiracy. Of course, it is only a possibility. The greater possibility is that you will be trampled to death.

The key is that the church belongs to the Mother Goddess, but your life is your own!

In the end, he could only lower his head again, gritted his teeth and admitted his mistake:
"I was wrong, please punish me, Mother Goddess."

Joan of Arc raised her hand, and the snake-skin whip wrapped around Elsa's waist automatically untied and fell into her hands.

Snapped!
With a casual wave of his hand, a loud whip flower suddenly landed on Elsa's flawless white back.

The gauze skirt was torn, leaving a scarlet whip mark. The succubus queen trembled but she endured the pain and dared not cry out.

As the owner of the whip, the Succubus Queen knows best the effect of the snake-skin whip. It is not a weapon for combat.

"If I am beaten with twenty lashes, I will..."
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Joan of Arc unexpectedly discovered that a little mist rose in the eyes of this noble succubus queen, and she was obviously much more tamed.

His movements paused, and he thought:

"I heard that there is a hotel called 'Succubus Dream' on the Corridor of Truth. It seems that there is this kind of activated knowledge in it, and there are two most famous people.

The Marquis de Sade, a writer from my motherland, the Iris Kingdom, was a hall of fame writer during his lifetime, and his representative work is "The 120 Days of Sodom".

There is also a famous writer named Masoch from the Habsburg territory of Vinaya, whose representative work is "Venus in Mink".

One is good at offense and the other is good at defense.

The taboo abbreviation was created by putting together the initials of the two great writers, the Marquis de Sade and Massoc.

Could it be that this succubus queen has some unique hobbies?"

The "pure" girl's fantasies did not affect the ceremony. As the whip symbolizing "punishment" fell, the prestige of the succubus queen was also severely damaged.

Even if you are an emperor under a centralized government, if you are punished by the empress dowager to kneel or be beaten with a stick every day, you will have no prestige at all.

The middle-level Night Demon nobles saw everything.

It was natural to think that Joan of Arc's authority was higher than that of Elsa, the succubus queen who had ruled them for hundreds of years.

As people's hearts shifted, the "Abundant Collection System" that represented the Night Demon Kingdom's ruling power also trembled violently.

Some of the power was naturally stripped away and instead fell into the hands of Joan of Arc, the empty-headed "saint" who held the power of "reward and punishment."

From then on, she was no longer a paper tiger.

This is the path to power that Byron tailored for Joan of Arc.

During this period, Joan of Arc followed Byron's instructions and lay dormant, steadily improving her state of "all things become one".

He was also appointed by Byron as the Army Marshal of the "First Empire on which the Sun Never Sets" and was given increased authority over the legal network.

Half a month ago, his spiritual realm had already reached 10% of that of a demigod.

Taking advantage of this gathering at the beginning of the year when most of the middle and senior management are present, we can use the momentum of the crowd to defeat the senior management in one move.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Joan of Arc did not stop her movements and continued to swing the snake-skin whip. Soon, the succubus queen's back and her raised white buttocks were covered with whip marks.

By now, the prestige of [Bloody Rose] Elsa had been almost shattered during this public flogging.

Joan of Arc's power of "reward and punishment" also solidified into reality, and she completed her ritual of usurping power in a fraudulent way like "shaman dance".

Just as the false god of the night demon said, if it is after passive pollution, what will be born in the end will only be the [Blood Angel Lamia].

But she is now following the most orthodox "palace coup" ceremony. The power she has snatched has made this demigod-level power obediently submit to her own will, and only [Blood Angel Joan of Arc] will be born!
call--!
The spiritual wind swept through all the Night Demon Kingdoms and suddenly rushed into Joan of Arc's body. A golden-red divine fire spread throughout her body and ignited the Twilight Cathedral, the legendary battleship symbolizing the Church of Lilith.

An anchor chain stretched taut above Joan's head.

She forcibly pulled down the immortal divinity from the Pantheon, and it was forged in the divine fire into Joan of Arc's own power.

Even though everything belonged to others, Joan of Arc took too many shortcuts, and it was almost impossible for her to go any further after her promotion, let alone be on par with the Byron family.

Even the power of demigod is ready-made [Blood Crown, Abundant Collection].

But the status of demigod is real.

He suddenly transformed himself into his own mythical form.

Overall, it still looks like a female night demon, two meters tall, with several pairs of curved horns on its head, a blood crown symbolizing dominance on its head, and a pair of wings made up of countless blood threads spread out behind it.

The end of the blood thread disappeared into the void, connecting her with all the night demons, their clans, and human food reserves under the abundance collection system.

The power is rising rapidly.

The false gods of the Night Demons finally accepted their fate, knowing that the game was over. They bowed their heads deeply and praised respectfully along with the other Night Demons.

Byron's consciousness nodded with satisfaction in Joan of Arc's heart:

“Although in a situation like Jeanne’s, if she encounters the original owner of the immortal divinity, she will be 100% defeated and will not be able to fight back at all.

But Lilith is not the only Night Demigod in the world.

As long as we kill Lilith, this power will be ours."

Just like he said when he made the plan, no one understood better than him what it meant that "Father in Heaven kills Brother in Heaven, and in the end it is all in vain."

Since he was able to disguise himself as the second son of the Creator and the Holy Spirit, he eventually succeeded in going public through a backdoor listing and seized the status of the Holy Spirit.

With his support, Joan of Arc could naturally use Lilith's identity as the "Saint" to usurp the throne of the "Virgin Mary" and then use the trick of "the Goddess kills the Mother of Heaven"!
The half of immortal divinity that was eaten fell into Joan of Arc's hands, which was equivalent to falling into Byron's hands. They would never give Lilith another chance to revive.

He casually glanced at the contents of the letter for help and smiled maliciously:
"Mr. Lucifer, since you have invited me so sincerely, it would be impolite of me not to stab you with a sword."

(End of this chapter)