Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 248 Lady Raging Waves' Gift

(Edited.)
Port Tutu

A bright moon shone on the tranquil harbor, as if the bloody massacre of the past few days had been soothed by the waves.

Two beautiful maids carefully carried trays into the second floor of the villa. One tray held fine wine and delicacies, while the other contained jars of olive oil. They moved with extreme lightness, not daring to make too much noise for fear of disturbing the mistress inside.

"Hmm, come in."

Upon hearing the female voice coming from inside, two young maids bowed their heads and entered the room. The room was filled with many luxurious items, some of which were clearly things that only royalty on the Gold Coast could use.

Thin, light red curtains hung down, and the sea breeze blowing in through the window lifted the veils. When they looked up unintentionally, they saw that the once arrogant and domineering mistress was now kneeling by the bed like a maid.

She wore only a gossamer-thin gauze dress, which revealed her graceful curves as the breeze blew, giving her an astonishing waist-to-hip ratio. Sitting directly opposite her was the man who looked like a god descending to earth during battle. His deep gaze was fixed on the distance, looking at the undulating sea under the dark night sky.

Two maids knelt on the ground, lifted the tray, and carefully placed it on a shelf to the side.

Gulu.

A maid nervously swallowed.

The beautiful female pirate with fiery red hair stood up, wiped her mouth, and then opened her long arms arrogantly like a queen. Two maids immediately stepped forward to remove her thin gauze dress. One of them knelt down and served her, while the other picked up a jar and evenly applied olive oil to her curvaceous body.

Duncan looked away, quite surprised at the scene before him.

"Pirates have no gender."

"If you want others to fear you, you have to make those bastards ignore your status as a woman."

The beautiful red-haired woman hesitated for a moment, and for some reason, she carefully explained, "In the past, I couldn't get too close to anyone, because it would make them think I was weak, or even have inappropriate thoughts about me."

Duncan nodded, indicating that he understood. He was a man too, and men can sometimes be arrogant and blindly confident.

This was clearly something the beautiful female pirate in front of her did not want to see.

She is rumored to be ruthless.

Looking at Duncan's expression, she seemed relieved and whispered, "They are my concubines. After all, they need to relax after returning from the sea."

understood.

No wonder they are so skilled.

Duncan had seen everything when he was emperor, so he was only slightly surprised and didn't think much of it.

Too many upper-class nobles are decadent and corrupt.

As a woman, she actually kept concubines around like a man. It seems that this female pirate is more ambitious than she expected. She wants to rule her subordinates like a man.

The female pirate was now covered in olive oil, looking like a beautiful work of art. She gestured to the concubines beside her, knelt down before Duncan again, and said softly, "They were all carefully selected by me and possess many unique skills."

After saying that, she reached out and pinched the lips of one of the concubines, who immediately stuck out her tongue and actually wrapped it around her fingers.

Then the beautiful pirate gave a slight nod, and the concubine beside her crawled to her feet.

hiss!
Duncan narrowed his eyes slightly; he did indeed possess some skill.

The female pirate beside him picked up some olive oil, poured it on herself, and then rubbed it on him, saying softly, "They were all docile female slaves sent from various places to the City of Gold. They were originally supposed to be offered as tribute to Prames, but I snatched them away."

Dedicated to Prames?
Nice job.

We should just take it; that bastard will pay the price sooner or later.

Attended by two concubines, the beautiful woman before him was helped to sit down. She wrapped her arms around Duncan's neck, like a vine clinging to a towering tree, and said in a sweet breath, "You've dragged me down with you."

"You have to give me an offspring, a guarantee, a promise."

She is in a dangerous situation.

A single misstep could lead to utter ruin. Without Duncan's support, she could easily be attacked by other pirate forces.

Because she broke the balance with the help of external forces.

At this moment, the female pirate resembled a rider galloping across the battlefield. Supported by her two concubines, she swayed along the way, murmuring, "We are now all in the same boat."

"Give me a child, and he will inherit everything I have!"

Duncan shook his head and sighed, "Don't rush."

"Not so fast."

"Moreover, what you need now is patience and perseverance."

Getting pregnant with his child won't be so easy.

After saying that, he lifted the beautiful pirate's slender waist with one hand and held her in mid-air. The next second, her eyes widened, her breathing became rapid, and her gaze gradually became empty. She looked like a small boat in a stormy sea, in danger of capsizing at any moment.

The concubines on either side stared in astonishment, their small hands covering their mouths, wanting to cry out but daring not to make a sound.

This scene was incredibly moving.

Is this really the kind of robust physique that humans should have?

The beautiful pirate before her was like a drowning fish, desperately trying to hold on until the end and get what she wanted.

But her body was too weak.

Although she possesses remarkable agility comparable to an elf, her physical strength is still far from sufficient. Both her resilience and stamina are lacking. Even her pride in her flexibility, which allows her to perform incredible feats in battle, is not enough for her to easily obtain what she desires.

too fast.

The raging winds and torrential rain struck and pierced through.

In order to hold on as long as possible, she could only call out to the two concubines beside her in a hoarse voice, but in the end everything had to belong to her, because she needed an heir to stabilize everything.

Without Duncan's support, everything she has now is just a castle in the air.

Two young and beautiful concubines stepped forward in fear. With their help, the beautiful mistress finally got what she wanted, and the overwhelming sense of satisfaction made her fall into a deep sleep.

The sea breeze howled.

In the still of the night, Duncan stood on the balcony gazing at the sea.

This beautiful female pirate was quite attractive, but nothing special. She was flexible and agile, but her stamina and endurance were lacking, making her inferior to the Thep River goddess.

He could only have a late-night snack and relax a little.

The myths of this era are outrageous.

Compared to his predecessors, everything he experienced was insignificant.

"It looks like it's approaching superhuman physique."

Duncan discovered that this human host's energy far exceeded that of other human hosts. The barbarian's physique was indeed exceptionally gifted. If it weren't for his lack of intelligence, he probably could have conquered all the human kingdoms.

Don't know when.

A melodious chanting sounded, and as he gazed at the waves of the sea, he saw two extremely alluring and beautiful figures appear in the distance.

—Hailing (Lady Raging Waves' handmaiden) (Four-star silver-grey).

Their alluring figures emerged from the waves, their melodious chants seeming to call out to Duncan. The sea spirits wore long, flowing dresses that clung to their bodies after being soaked in seawater, revealing their captivatingly beautiful curves.

"Mortals can never satisfy true barbarian warriors."

"Ms. Raging Waves, we have been sent to serve you!"

These two beautiful figures are seven or eight parts similar, as if they were sisters, like twin lotus flowers. But in fact, they are both reincarnated sea spirit maidens. Some of them were priests who served the Angry Wave Maiden in their previous lives, while others were intelligent beings from the sea who believed in the Angry Wave Maiden.

They possess a bewitching beauty, a unique talent unique to powerful sea monsters.

Before the gods of faith were fully born and transformed, the divine kingdom system was not yet fully formed, and many of the divine servants were in the form of demonic spirits similar to those of prayer attendants.

This must be the reward for pleasing Ms. Nutao.

No divine grace was bestowed.

This made Duncan look slightly disappointed, but Lady Raging Waves was, after all, the goddess of the north, and such a divine status meant that it was not easy for her to bestow divine favor.

He leaped off the balcony and headed straight for the beach.

The surrounding scenery changed slightly, as if we had entered a dream world, or as if we were isolated from the material plane.

The gods are watching.

The raging gods delighted to see their fierce barbarians conquer everything—whether it be the sea, women, or enemies.

Two beautiful sea spirits coiled around Duncan, their feet possessing a wondrous ability to transform—they could become long, slender legs of a beautiful woman, or a mermaid's tail. One of the sea spirits tilted her head back and kissed Duncan's lips, her breath sweet as orchids, saying, "This is a gift from Lady Raging Waves..."

hum.

Surrounded by surging waves, Duncan seemed to resonate with the sea in some way.

—"Sea Spirit Kiss (Special Ability): Sea Spirits are the closest personal attendants of the Lady of the Raging Waves. Only those favored by this deity can receive the service of the Sea Spirits. Their kisses possess a unique magic, granting them the affinity of the sea and making them immune to attacks from sea monsters. They can breathe underwater continuously."

(Those blessed by the Lady of the Raging Waves will never drown in the sea.)
On the other side, Hailing kissed Duncan's firm, rock-solid chest, rubbing and clinging to him as she whispered in his ear, "The lady hopes that one day you will conquer the deep-sea giant."

"At that time, she will personally bless you."

Giant of the deep?

The ugly sea giants of the Celtic branch?
Duncan remained silent; it was as if Lady Raging Waves had given him a divine message directly through the Sea Spirit.

In this era, although gods can incarnate and walk among mortals, they are still subject to certain limitations. Moreover, the balance of the mortal realm is an agreement among the gods, and they cannot act arbitrarily.

Duncan nodded to indicate he understood, and then it was time for him to enjoy the gift from Lady Raging Waves. A barbarian cannot refuse the bounty of raging gods.

Lady Raging Waves is a capricious deity; if you anger her, the barbarian may mysteriously disappear into the sea.

Legend has it that her kingdom is located in the deepest part of the endless sea, in a giant whirlpool.

Silent all night.

At dawn the next day, the beautiful female pirate looked at Duncan, who was soaking wet, and sniffed the air, saying, "A siren?..."

She seemed a little jealous, but she controlled it very well.

Duncan calmly shook his head and said, "A gift from Ms. Raging Waves."

A gift from the gods?
Annie Porter looked shocked and immediately shut her mouth. Some things are better left unasked, especially those concerning the raging gods. Although Lady Raging Waves is the goddess who rules the North Sea, she can still unleash divine punishment within the sea's domain.

A person like her is destined to drift at sea; to anger the sea god is tantamount to courting death.

Duncan glanced at her calmly and said softly, "Don't worry."

“The wrathful gods rarely look at outsiders.”

This was to appease her. The raging gods didn't care much about the weak humans, at least not for now. But things would be different once they became gods of faith.

The gods are dividing up territories, the most basic areas of faith.

The system of belief in gods is not yet fully established, but many ancient deities are slowly transforming themselves to adapt to the future landscape of belief.

The group soon set off again.

Duncan stood on the deck, gazing at the distant sea. He turned to look at the female pirate beside him and slowly asked, "How many pirate forces are still operating on this sea?"

Anne Porter paused for a moment, then whispered, "There are many more."

"Humans are just one of them."

"The real pirates come from the depths of the sea; they are the true rulers of the deep sea."

Descendants of the Ocean Gods?

Or is it a deep-sea giant? Or some other monster?

Duncan seemed thoughtful upon hearing this and continued, "Tell me about the other human pirate forces."

The red-haired female pirate took out a pen and paper, quickly marked a coordinate, and said in a deep voice, "Humans mainly operate in shallow sea areas. Only the large ships of the Eastern Elves can navigate into the deep sea, but they have closed off the Central Plains and rarely show themselves."

In the far east of this world, the most distant human beings are nomadic peoples similar to those in the Middle East.

Because this world is a branch of the evolution of Western civilization, there are no true Eastern ancestors; those who occupy the Central Plains are descendants of ancient elves.

The islands were marked one by one.

These pirates were mainly active in areas similar to the Mediterranean, centered around the Gold Coast, because this was the richest region and provided them with fertile ground for plundering.

Duncan glanced over and slowly nodded, saying, "Mark what you can handle."

"It can't be solved."

"Leave the rest to me."

He wants to conquer all the forces in this sea area.

Beside him, the red-haired female pirate cautiously asked, "What happens after we conquer them? Such a united pirate force will surely arouse the fear of many kingdoms and city-states."

"They might unite to attack us."

Duncan's expression remained unchanged. He drew a line on the rudimentary map with his finger and said in a deep voice, "I want to blockade the entire Gold Coast!"

"All the ports, all the coastal cities."

He wants to cut off the economic lifeline of the entire Gold Coast, and then Prames, who caused all this, will become the target of everyone's criticism.

This is just an appetizer.

The many city-states and kingdoms of the Gold Coast were originally an alliance, and there has always been a hierarchy among them. After the Gold Coast's maritime trade was blocked, they would soon fall into internal strife, and some city-states would even have to import food from other places.

Duncan aims to severely damage Prames's prestige and even undermine the legitimacy of his monarchy.

He already had experience killing such special units before. Without breaking Prames's golden body and disappointing the gods, it wouldn't be so easy to kill him directly.

Once the golden body of divine protection is broken, Prames will be a lamb to the slaughter.

As for further plans, Duncan needs to see how the Furious Gods react. He can't be the one charging ahead while the big shots behind him don't stand up for him.

The games played by mortals and the games played by gods both require cooperation between them.

Only when Duncan weakens the power and influence of other gods on a real level can the Furious Gods gain the upper hand on the divine level. If the Furious Gods do not intervene or stand up for him, Duncan will not be able to severely damage or eradicate the foundations of certain gods on a real level.

All of this is interconnected, and none of it can be omitted.

Duncan is like a pawn crossing the river; if he takes a step forward, the raging gods must follow. If they don't, Duncan will immediately quit.

He can't possibly be the legendary hero and double-flowered red stick of the Fury pantheon, taking on the incarnations of the gods of the Gold Coast all by himself.

Blockade the entire Gold Coast?

Upon hearing Duncan's words, the red-haired female pirate looked shocked. She probably guessed something; she had been drawn into a huge conflict, but now there was no way out but to keep going.

When the tide of history rolls in, you'd better be on the chariot.

Risk and reward go hand in hand.

Regardless, she has become part of the Duncan legend, and the status of a supporting character in that legend is something countless barbarians dream of.

Storm Islands.

This area is different from other places.

When Duncan learned that there were actually velociraptors here, he was quite shocked, and he also learned that the velociraptors living here actually possessed a certain degree of intelligence.

They would hunt together, communicate with each other using sound, and some velociraptor hunters would even adorn themselves with brightly colored feathers.

Duncan looked at the guide beside him and said in a deep voice, "What else is here?"

The old guide recalled cautiously, "This island has huge Tyrannosaurus Rex and deep-sea giants with sharp teeth, some as big as a ship."

"In the south there are toad people, snake people, and lizard people."

"The north is inhabited by indigenous people who like to decorate with bird feathers and worship a giant winged snake."

Quetzalcoatl?
The evolution of Native American civilizations?

Duncan looked quite surprised, as if he had remembered something and fell into deep thought.

The main force active here is godlike power.

Many barbaric races that were defeated by humans during the Dark Ages fled to the edge of the world, and their creator gods gradually fell from their pedestals, eventually becoming local deities.

The guide whispered, "One branch of the Amazon inhabits the rainforest."

“They would plunder nearby indigenous tribes, forcing them to pay tribute, and occasionally they would attack passing merchant ships.”

Amazonian warriors do not engage in production.

They were a warrior people from ancient times, relying on conquering other tribes to plunder resources for survival. Often, a powerful Amazon tribe would conquer at least a dozen other tribes, and even force nearby city-states to submit to them and pay tribute.

In addition, they also enjoyed capturing slaves, and a female warrior often had at least three slaves.

They are essentially female versions of Spartans.

The Amazon warriors still maintain the traditions of the Dark Ages, including the gods they worship. They frequently perform blood sacrifices, and they are easily protected by godlike powers.

In this respect, they are very similar to the barbarians, and both are very popular with the old gods.

A ship gradually approached an outlet to the sea.

As Duncan stepped ashore, the dense rainforest around him howled with the wind, followed by a javelin hurtling through the air.

boom!
One of the pirates next to Duncan collapsed instantly, spitting blood and dying on the spot.

This was a warning, but the other party killed him outright.

Duncan's gaze turned slightly cold as he carried his battle axe into the dense rainforest. Before long, he spotted a burly figure, who was as strong as a man.

The flying axe whistled through the air!

Amidst the distant, alarming cries, the Amazon warrior caught up with by Duncan turned back in terror.

boom.

The flying axe split open the skull, and blood and brain matter spilled all over the ground.

Crete and the others quickly caught up. He looked at the Amazonian warrior's corpse on the ground with a hint of regret, but he had no objections. Barbarians respected all opponents, even women, and would go all out against them.

The barbarian would only drool over the fierce Amazonian female warriors after he had killed someone and made them kneel down in submission.

Amazonian women carrying weapons.

Whether it's Crete or Ugal, they will never hesitate to kill.

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(End of this chapter)