Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 93: Relic: The Iron Nail That Destroyed a Nation

Chapter 93: Relic: The Iron Nail That Destroyed a Nation

On the sea outside, heavy cold rain was pouring down.

Woo woo woo.
The ghost horse carried Byron at lightning speed along the outer wall of the ship.

Even through a layer of black bone armor, he could clearly feel the whistling wind brushing against his cheeks.

The storm that had been brewing in the sky for a long time was like a huge demon, wantonly venting its power on the sea.

Although apart from the pale blue flame that he could casually swing, he did not gain any additional supernatural powers.

Byron's own abilities have been comprehensively enhanced, including strength, speed, perception, and spirituality.
It made him feel as if he was omnipotent at the moment.

Of course he was very clear-headed. This was just an illusion caused by the sudden increase of power in a short period of time.

In an instant, he burned up a third-level transcendent. The power that erupted from the nineteen second-level transcendents really allowed him to experience the power of the third-level in advance.

The Storm Knight's [Ride] allowed him to control the ghost horse like a fish in water, with even more power than a tiger, and there was no problem of losing control at all.

When he reached the upper gun deck, he suddenly ducked his head to avoid a flying cannonball.

With a pull on the reins, the ghost horse lowered its head, smashed the gun door and rushed into the cabin, knocking away all the sailors along the way.

Byron lay on the horse's back and followed the horse out of the gun port on the other side.

Then the process was repeated, turning the strongest second-class battleship in the fleet upside down.

The angry old Norwich roared behind him and had to summon the marines on the ship through the legal network to chase and intercept.

It was not until Byron rushed onto the open deck with the momentum of a chariot crushing everything that the fleet commander's guards finally blocked his way.

However, in a rainstorm, even with a rain cover on an ordinary flintlock rifle, the attack density of the bullets was greatly reduced.

The sporadic lead bullets hit Byron's full armor and bounced off immediately without any killing power.

Byron simply combined man and horse into one, using the horse's power and sweeping across with his lance, causing a hail of broken limbs and blood among the escort team.

It was only at this time that old Norwich finally caught up.

He stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his body accelerated instantly, almost turning into an afterimage. He suddenly swung out a [Cross Strike] with his superb silver cross swordsmanship.

"Cut it off!"

Fueled by the anger that had been suppressed for a long time, he wanted to cut Byron and his horse into two pieces with one sword.

He was born into the Blood Cross Knights controlled by the York family, and is a Fortress Sequence [Blood Cross Knight] who has reached the limit of the third order.

This sword was extremely powerful, and Byron, who was a fake third-level sword, didn't dare to take it head-on.

However, although he was riding on a horse, his body was as light as a phantom. He squeezed the horse's belly, and the ghost horse dodged the sword like a puff of smoke.

At the same time, the lance in Byron's hand was wrapped in wind and thunder, and he smashed the opponent's head with a [Sky Slash].

This move is to launch an attack from outside the opponent's attack range when you have an absolute advantage in attack distance.

"Distance" corresponds to the four basic principles: judgment, distance, time, and position.

The attack is close at hand, but the opponent is far away.

Combined with the Storm Swordsmanship's control of time, it is as fast as lightning.

Norwich did not expect that the agility of this ghost horse was completely beyond common sense.

Some people even believe that it is not a horse, but a great pirate who has studied the "footsteps of mountain goats" for many years.

He quickly crouched and rolled forward, using his superb sword skills to change moves and slash, trying to get close to Byron's side and cut off his horse's legs.

But Byron's off-hand weapon fired.

The hot steel balls not only interrupted Norwich's attack rhythm, but also penetrated the open deck, sending several gunners on the gun deck below into the sky.

In just a moment's effort, the two of them exchanged three moves in the heavy rain.

Just as Byron was extremely familiar with the House of York, so too was York familiar with the House of Lancaster.

There is no need to look at the face at all, just by looking at the traces of swordsmanship that are engraved into the bone marrow, you can recognize the other person at a glance.

Old Norwich gnashed his teeth and said word by word:
"Storm Swordsmanship, Lancaster, it's you!"

At this time, Byron was blocked by him, and hundreds of marines on the ship were rushing over from all directions.

Norwich's aura became stronger and stronger.

The Knight's ability at the third level [Knight Commander]:
“You can gather the strength of your knights. The stronger the strength and the more people there are, the better the effect.

He can also bestow various aura abilities upon his subordinates, allowing them to unleash a combat power far greater than the sum of their parts.

Only this third-level ability can surpass the pirate class's [Pirate Flag] (Chapter 83). "

At the same time as the Marines surrounded him, the captain of the ship, another third-level transcendent, also surrounded Byron from the other side of the deck.

Byron did not hesitate to replace the Knight's Gun with the "Knight's Gun". He sped up his horse towards the windward side of the ship and shouted:
"Be an honest man, and as a knight, you should perform the art of drawing your spear with dignity!

Sonata of Sorrow!

[Organ·Black and White Keys] The six pipes sounded together, tearing a bloody hole before the Marines completed the encirclement and breaking out easily.

He jumped straight from the high open deck into the rough sea.

The moment he broke away from the King Edward, he raised his hand and scattered a large number of octopus silver coins stained with little Norwich's blood.

All of them fell onto the open deck of this second-tier ship, which was littered with corpses.

[Black Mass Ceremony] is now completely completed!
The strong winds over the fleet gradually stopped.

It seemed that even the wind and rain here felt a little uneasy.

The sailors on the deck also shuddered, as if they were suddenly targeted by some ferocious predator.

If a transcendent person enters deep meditation, he will find that the black shadow in the sea of ​​​​source is slowly loosening the anchor bay.

It then rolled its tentacles towards the Strait Fleet.

In contrast, Byron's ghost horse was so magical that it did not sink to the bottom, but walked on the waves.

Until it was one nautical mile away at a high speed.

Just as he reunited with Violet, who had been waiting on the back of the man-eating shark for a long time, his Wild Hunt suit disappeared in a burst of flames.

If Violet hadn’t been quick enough to catch him, he would have been swept away by the waves.

"How are you? Byron, are you okay?"

He did not ask how the task of diverting the blame was completed, nor did he try to find out the source of the magical ability that was similar to the [Wild Hunt]. The first thing he cared about was whether he was injured.

Byron felt warm inside and gave her a big smile, making a gesture that everything was going well.

The burst power of [Wild Hunt] only lasts three minutes. After showing off his prowess in front of others for a while, his whole body was in pain.

If he hadn’t leaned on Violet, he wouldn’t have been able to stand up.

But the gains from this trip were huge.

Most importantly, after witnessing the "Touch of the Kraken" with one's own eyes and completing the decryption of this historical event, the last trump card is also completely ready.

"A simple accident could make things worse or better, but with this thing added on, you really should bow out."

A person's courage often comes from his "trump card", as the saying goes: there is nothing to fear when one is confident.

All objects remain at rest or in uniform linear motion when no external forces act on them.

This is why no matter how powerful a being is, it always needs someone to give it a hand at the critical moment.

Although Byron was always taking risks, he always kept the most important card in his hand.

First entry: [Historical Revisionist]:
“One, the anchor in you is more secure.

The person with whom you have an anchored connection will also be more likely to be drawn into a vortex of history with you, approaching all kinds of unknowns and secrets.

Of course, if the anchors are strong enough and there are enough of them, they might be able to pull you out of the vortex directly."

Byron found that as they fought side by side, the anchor between him and Violet became noticeably stronger, catching up with the relatives and friends who were still alive.

The most important one is the second one:
“As compensation, when participating in secret events with a historical influence of more than 30.

You can summon a one-time [holy relic] related to a region or nation from history at any time to help you correct history.

The higher the degree of decryption, the stronger the effect of the [Relic] will be!
An event can only be used once."

Byron stretched out his hand and gently scooped it into the air. When he opened his palm, there was a rusty iron nail in his palm, like a nail that had been forcibly bent.

As a third-level craftsman, Violet recognized at a glance that this was an iron nail specially used for nailing horseshoes.

But he did not make a sound to disturb Byron.

When the decryption density of [The Conspiracy of the Navy] reached 100% just now, he already knew what the holy relic he could summon was.

——【First-level holy relic: the iron nail that destroys a nation】!
After seeing its capabilities, I have already thought of specific uses.

At the moment when the "Touch of the Kraken" swept back towards the fleet.

It is the right time to take advantage of someone's misfortune and add insult to injury.

Byron held the nail high above his head and began to sing a ballad that is very famous among the Bay people:

"A nail is missing, a horseshoe is lost, a horseshoe is lost, a warhorse is lost, a warhorse is lost, a battle is lost, a battle is lost, a country is lost."

(End of this chapter)

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