Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 246 Arrogance? No, woman, you don't understand the power of the king!
of course.

Kord, the god of strength, is also the god of competition. The raging gods also admire the physically strong barbarians, and the best way to demonstrate physical strength is through competitive sports.

Bloody sacrificial gladiatorial combats only existed in ancient times, but they have gradually been replaced by civilization.

Even barbarians have to adapt to the times.

The god of gladiatorial combat transformed into a god of arena, and the barbarians gradually abandoned their cruel and bloody dark sacrifices. In ancient times, they would have had to perform a ritual to the gods, like Khal Drogo's celebration in A Song of Ice and Fire, which required the death of one or two people, and those people had to be true warriors.

Barbarians prioritize killing and mating above all else; survival and reproduction are their top priorities.

Regardless of whether the ceremony is aesthetically pleasing or not, its awe-inspiring power is quite exaggerated.

A group of pirates swallowed hard, watching in horror as Duncan lifted and lowered a boulder weighing several tons, as if it were part of his daily training.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept around the shrine.

The raging gods are watching!

The raging gods are watching!

Only barbarians with such strong physiques could survive in the barbaric era, compete with all races, and fearlessly face the challenges of natural disasters!

They are another branch of human civilization.

A group of people who embrace primal wildness.

Duncan can do 100 weighted squats in a set, and in the entire warband, only he and Hyjal can do that.

This is one of the thresholds that attract the attention of the raging gods.

If you can carry a weight of around 100,000 jin (approximately 50 tons), then the god of strength will favor you and directly bestow upon you divine grace that surpasses that of mortals.

With that level of brute force, becoming a chosen one is a certainty.

They directly and brutally beat the giant.

Of course, if you want to go further, you can only elevate yourself and transcend the fundamental laws of the material world.

"What a terrifying bunch of monsters," the nearby pirates muttered to themselves.

The barbarian rituals were simple and unadorned.

With their brains, they can't remember overly complicated rituals.

Duncan put down the artificial rockery in his hand, glanced at Crete and Ugal behind him, and prepared for the final competition.

The two barbarians rushed forward.

boom!
In the brutal collision, both men were thrown back into the air. Facing Crete's lunging tackle, Duncan mercilessly executed an over-the-shoulder throw. The ground trembled, the stone slabs cracked, and Crete slammed into the ground like a cannonball, remaining motionless for a long time.

Ugal roared and punched Duncan in the forehead, which Duncan blocked with one hand. Then, with a roar that made the nearby pirates dizzy, he ruthlessly knocked Duncan down.

This is a competitive ritual dedicated to the wrathful gods, especially the god of strength.

Absolutely no water!

As long as no one dies, getting injured is inevitable.

"Who else!"

After taking down Crete and Ugal, Duncan roared at the surrounding pirates, his expression extremely arrogant and haughty, shouting, "Who else wants to challenge Quinn from the Behemoth tribe?!"

Thunder Beast is Behemoth.

Silence reigned all around; no one dared to utter a sound or challenge this terrifying humanoid monster.

The ceremony was only considered complete at this moment.

The barbarians were fearless in the face of challenge, as were the raging gods; at the end of the ritual, they accepted any challenge from anyone.

So arrogant!

But this is the wrath of the gods, and it is also the ritual they love.

Unlike Prames' arrogance, the barbarians' arrogance manifested in a different way; their rituals to the gods were sometimes excessively haughty.

Making barbarians submit is not so easy; royal power alone is not enough.

Duncan's gaze finally fell on the beautiful red-haired woman. In that instant, she felt as if she were being stared at by an ancient beast, and goosebumps rose all over her body, causing her to tremble slightly.

Fortunately, Duncan quickly looked away.

In complete silence, the final step of the ritual was completed, and an invisible aura appeared on the shrine.

This means that the gods of rage are very satisfied, and the god of strength is also very satisfied.

To flaunt military power to the whole world!

Barbarians, simple and unpretentious.

Even the raging gods were simple and unadorned.

The emblems of the Snow Mountain Goddess and the Raging Wave Lady on Duncan's body were faintly glowing. This was a place rarely visited by the barbarians, and Duncan was showing off his strength here to please them.

The raging gods are generous when it comes to pleasure.

They are known for their capricious nature, but when they are happy, the raging gods show great favor to the barbarians.

Where is Hyjal?

Duncan began to seek answers from the raging gods.

The wind howled.

The clouds above everyone's heads churned, then seemed to point southeast. In an instant, Duncan seemed to see many women, a group of extremely fierce women, women carrying javelins and bows, who had captured Hyjal.

That unlucky guy.

He encountered one of the very few ancient tribes capable of going toe-to-toe with the barbarians: Amazonian female warriors, remnants of a matriarchal society.

What else could Duncan do?

Save people!

If Hyjal hadn't been saved, he would probably have become a breeding tool for the entire Amazonian tribe, being ridden and crushed by thousands every day. This was a disgrace to the barbarians, who liked to hug and ravage him.

This idiot.

If you can't beat those women, don't you know how to escape?
Since the raging gods have given him guidance, Duncan is ready to set off to rescue Hyjal from his misery. It's a desolate place, and a boat is necessary to leave.

Thinking of this, Duncan's gaze involuntarily fell on the beautiful red-haired female pirate.

To steal, or to borrow.

By Duncan's standards, robbing pirates doesn't count as robbing, since they also robbed others.

The arrival of a group of barbarians caused quite a stir in the taverns of Tutu Harbor.

Some say that the Queen Anne's strength has increased dramatically, and she may become one of the few pirate kings in the South China Sea. Others say that the barbarian has spent his whole life pursuing glory and would never stay to be a pirate.

Regardless, Duncan and his group certainly generated a lot of buzz among the locals.

Where there's a topic, there's a legend.

A legend is forming about Duncan and his legendary feat of riding a siren across the ocean.

It's getting dark.

Duncan's arrival gave the barbarians a leader, and all the plans of the red-haired female pirate fell through. She realized that it would be difficult for her to recruit these barbarians again unless she could win over the man in front of her.

But taking down Duncan won't be easy; in terms of pure ability, she feels her chances of winning are extremely slim.

"You want to borrow the boat?"

The tall, beautiful woman before him had a half-smile on her face as she stared at Duncan and said, "This is the first time I've ever heard of someone borrowing a ship from pirates?"

Duncan raised his glass and downed it in one gulp. Behind him, two barbarians stood like gatekeepers.

Snapped.

He snapped his fingers and raised his glass to the beautiful female pirate in front of him. She hesitated slightly, but finally, under pressure from Duncan, she raised her glass and clinked it with his.

She was genuinely afraid that refusing the toasts from these barbarians would lead to a fight.

Duncan downed his drink in one gulp and said calmly, "Don't pirates do business with people?"

After saying that, he picked up the wine jug, filled a cup, and also poured a cup for the female pirate opposite him.

The female pirate named Annie Porter raised an eyebrow and said, "Business? Of course."

"But what do you have as leverage?"

Duncan raised his glass, his gaze piercing, and slowly said, "Champions? Do you think we'll lack chips?"

That was a very assertive statement.

But even the beautiful female pirate in front of her had to admit that the other party had the confidence to do so. In the chaotic and turbulent sea, strength could give you everything; at worst, you could just steal it.

She raised her glass and drank it down, as if the two of them were having a drinking contest. Duncan did it on purpose, and she didn't want him to look down on her.

After several drinks, the female pirate in front of her had a slightly flushed face and looked quite beautiful. She stared at Duncan and slowly said, "So what are you prepared to give in return?"

Duncan didn't hold back in pouring drinks for his opponent, as if it were his own home turf.

Behind Annie Porter, the burly pirate with the scarred face couldn't help but stand up, but after being glared at by Duncan, he froze on the spot, too afraid to move.

The female pirate glanced at her subordinate and said coldly, "This is the leader's conversation; it's not your place to speak."

"Go down."

Duncan smiled, refilled the other's glass, and clinked glasses, saying, "I thought it would be a conversation between kings."

king?
Upon hearing Duncan's words, the beautiful pirate's eyes lit up slightly as she stared at him, lost in thought.

The last time Duncan spoke with Wang was a long time ago.

Duncan gazed at the other man and said calmly, "There are many rumors about you. Some say you are the illegitimate daughter of the Amazonian queen?"

"I think this is a bit outrageous."

"You may have some Amazonian blood, but you probably have nothing to do with the Amazonian queen."

Hearing the other person commenting on her, Annie Porter couldn't help but look up curiously and listen attentively.

Duncan raised his glass and drank heartily, refilling the female pirate's glass every now and then. She would drink one glass, and Duncan would drink two, three. In the end, his attitude became increasingly arrogant, and he no longer cared whether the female pirate in front of him drank or not.

But it was precisely this attitude that fueled the female pirate's competitive spirit even more.

Without anyone noticing, her eyes had already revealed a hint of intoxication and allure.

"Some people say that you are the illegitimate daughter of a former pirate king."

Duncan stared at the other man and said slowly, "I think that's somewhat possible, but is the Pirate King really a king?"

This is outright contempt.

The people behind the female pirate looked dissatisfied, but no one dared to make a sound. Not to mention Duncan, Crete's burly physique alone could take down many people.

Anne narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "Isn't the Pirate King a king?"

Duncan chuckled mockingly and said, "Oh?"

"Do you have territory? Do you have subjects? Do you possess the power of a king and bear the duties of a king?"

"A king who has to rely on plundering merchant ships to survive?" This man is too arrogant.

This is absolutely infuriating!
The beautiful pirate in front of him was so angry that her breasts heaved. She tightened her grip on the wine glass, which deformed. She had a temper too.

Duncan didn't seem to care. He calmly said, "There are also rumors that you are a princess of some small country on the Gold Coast."

"You do have a bit of an aristocratic air about you."

"actually."

“I don’t care about your background rumors.”

Duncan stood up, his imposing figure casting a shadow over everyone. Looking down at the beautiful pirate before him, he said in a deep voice, "What I care more about is what you really want."

That's an incredibly domineering statement.

Behind Duncan, Crete listened with great excitement, determined to learn something regardless of whether he understood it or not.

Barbarians crave to show off, and they're really into learning it.

An oppressive aura enveloped everyone.

It wasn't just because of his skill, but also because of Duncan's incredibly frightening entrance.

Everything I saw today is still vivid in my mind.

As if unwilling to be outdone, the beautiful pirate stood up, meeting Duncan's gaze. The two were very close; she could smell the alcohol on Duncan's breath. She said coldly, "Do you think you can give me whatever I want?"

"Insanity!"

Duncan calmly sat down, picked up the barbecue, and began to eat his meal, saying calmly, "What's wrong with giving it a try?"

Upon hearing his words, the red-haired female pirate's expression turned suspicious. Her cheeks flushed red as she stared intently at Duncan, asking in bewilderment, "Who exactly are you?"

"Is your father a barbarian chieftain of some tribe?"

This man is definitely not a god.

Duncan gave a mocking look and said indifferently, "I'm just an ordinary barbarian."

"As for giving you what you want, there's no need to go to such lengths."

Duncan continued to eat and drink voraciously. His gluttony hadn't been triggered for a while, and his appetite was astonishing. He ignored the pensive female pirate in front of him and instead ordered the servants behind him to keep bringing out the main courses.

By the time the female pirate came to her senses, the table was piled high with bones.

"You ate so much?!"

The female pirate was startled and couldn't help but look up at the man. His entrance and his aura reminded her of a legendary mythical hero, putting immense pressure on others. Even his eating seemed like something out of a legend.

She wanted to see just how much Duncan could eat!

In fact.

Not only her, but even the pirates nearby were stunned. Even Crete couldn't help but whisper to Ugal beside him, "Quinn must be starving."

"A person stranded on a deserted island in the ocean has probably not had enough to eat in a long time."

Duncan ended up eating the weight of a cow.

Towards the end of the meal, even the female pirate in front of him couldn't help but look at his abdomen, wondering where all that wine and meat had gone.

Is that human being?
In the darkness, whether it was an illusion or not, when the beautiful pirate stared into Duncan's eyes, she seemed to see a pair of icy blue vertical pupils for a fleeting moment, as if by hallucination. But when she came to her senses, it all seemed to disappear.

"A dragon's eye?!..."

She didn't believe it was a hallucination, so she saw it as an extension of inspiration, a warning, a danger, but also an opportunity.

Barbarians, conquering giants, conquering dragons.

But the dragons of the north are not intelligent. They rarely take human form, and there are no records of barbarian heroes defeating dragons; they are all simply killed.

But his recent transformation seemed somewhat like that of a dragon.

finally.

The female pirate in front of him couldn't help but ask, "What I want? You can give me anything?"

Duncan put down his cutlery, picked up the wine jug to moisten his throat, and said calmly, "I will grant you any request that is not too unreasonable."

"But you must also give something in return."

There was a brief silence.

The beautiful pirate in front of him raised her hand to signal that outsiders were not allowed to enter. Then she leaned close to Duncan, her breath sweet and slightly alcoholic, and whispered, "I have an enemy, a well-known pirate leader, who has been competing with me for ownership of the black market."

"Help me deal with him, and I'll lend you a boat."

Duncan let out a burp.

He slowly stood up and said, "No problem. If you need, I can also give you Tutu Port."

This man is too arrogant!

It's important to know that there are several pirate leaders in the entire Tutu Port, many of whom are legendary in strength.

But for some reason, she was actually a little tempted.

Let's test his capabilities first.

The beautiful pirate said softly, "When is a convenient time for you to make your move? I can arrange for some men to help you!"

Duncan stood up, glanced at Crete and Ugal, and the three barbarians stretched their limbs.

Then, he turned his head and said calmly, "Now!"

"Now that we've eaten, it's time to stretch our legs a bit."

Annie Porter looked shocked upon hearing this.

This woman underestimated the difference between mythical heroes and ordinary barbarians; she mistook Duncan for a larger Crete, thinking he was just slightly more capable in combat.

But actually, Duncan was an extremely good player!
In the battle on the Gold Coast, if it weren't for others holding them back, he and Hyjal could have fought their way through the enemy ranks seven times over.

How could a mere pirate captain compare to Prames, the son of the Golden King?

If the javelin hadn't been so ineffective, even the son of the Golden King would have been killed.

Duncan stood up and said in a deep voice, "Prepare weapons and equipment for us. As for helpers, they can stand at the back to make a show of force."

He's close to breaking through.

Perhaps, in this world, I can break through to the Grandmaster level of combat skills, and then I won't need those weaklings to help me steal kills.

Crete and Ugal were eager to try.

They felt that Duncan was now a real joy to the Barbarians, and that living with him was a source of great honor.

Barbarians absolutely love these big scenes!
"it is good!"

"Prepare weapons for them, I'll give them whatever I can!" The red-haired female pirate stood up.

under night.

After a hearty meal, Duncan was like a prehistoric beast awakened. Just by standing there, he exuded immense pressure, and even the red-haired female pirate was hesitant to look him in the eye.

"Their stronghold is well-fortified, but I have an inside man."

"I can help you open the gate!" the red-haired female pirate reminded her.

Duncan shook his head.

He glanced to the side, reached out and dismantled a stone pillar about half a meter in diameter and four meters long, saying lazily, "No need for that trouble."

"Just break down the door!"

boom!
Wearing a half-body suit of armor and carrying the massive stone pillar, Duncan walked toward the direction marked by the red-haired female pirate.

His reflection seemed to envelop everyone like a giant.

Rumble!
A moment later, a loud crash came from afar, and the gate at the end of the line of sight collapsed.

"Enemy attack!"

A terrified scream rang out.

The next second, the huge stone pillar swept across, and the man was smashed into a bloody pulp.

A pirate leader with a four-star silver-gray mark appeared.

His expression was one of extreme terror. He frantically summoned his men, but before the group of pirates could gather, Duncan, who was not far away, took a deep breath.

boom! ! !
He raised the enormous stone pillar in his hand as if throwing a javelin. The pillar, weighing one or two tons, shot through the air with a whooshing sound that sent chills down everyone's spines. Before the others could even dodge in panic, they saw their leader struck in the chest by the pillar and slam into the wall.

Rumble.

The wall behind the other person collapsed with a roar, and his ribs were completely crushed, almost turning him into a meat patty.

"It's done!"

Duncan clapped his hands, his expression relaxed and calm. He glanced at the red-haired female pirate in the darkness, picked up his heavy battle axe, and began to reap heads.

In the shadows in the distance.

The beautiful red-haired female pirate trembled all over, speechless with astonishment, with only one thought in her mind.

Is this guy still human?
In just over ten minutes, one of the leaders of a pirate gang with hundreds of men in Port Tutu was killed on the spot, and his men were absorbed by Annie Potter.

At this moment, everyone knew that the world was about to change in Port Tutu!

Before Annie Porter could finish dealing with the territory she had just conquered, before dawn, all the pirate leaders of Tutu Harbor delivered chests of gold and jewels, along with more than a dozen beauties, to Duncan's door.

Just like Duncan said before, they have no shortage of chips.

"Damn it!"

"Those cunning old foxes! They actually tried to steal my man!"

"Obviously I came first."

Upon hearing the news, the red-haired female pirate didn't even have time to settle down her territory before rushing back.

inside the room.

The three barbarians were eating breakfast peacefully; they would continue their daily competitive training soon.

With Haijal out, Duncan has to catch them and give them a good workout.

When the beautiful female pirate entered, there were chests of gold and jewels piled up at the entrance, and more than a dozen beautiful women were standing outside the gate.

"How are you thinking about it?"

Duncan looked up, his expression still as arrogant as the night before, but no one thought he was being presumptuous anymore. If she hadn't saved Crete and the others from drowning, she might not even have been qualified to sit and talk to Duncan.

This guy is a monster.

His strength is nowhere near that of Crete and Ugal!

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(End of this chapter)