Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 255 The Destruction of Twelve Kingdoms! Ugal Ascends to Power
The City of Gold.

Inside an extremely luxurious palace, the floor was covered with soft carpets, and the walls were decorated with gold and silver objects. The throne at the front was adorned with various gemstones. Prames sat upright before the throne, with two beautiful concubines fanning him behind him, and a scribe dressed as an Egyptian kneeling in front of him.

Prames' abdomen was still wrapped in bandages; Duncan's heavy blow had injured his internal organs. If it weren't for the intervention of the priests of the gods, an ordinary person would probably have died instantly.

"What did you say?"

At this moment, Prames' expression was full of anger and disbelief. He stood up furiously, a hint of jealousy even flashing in his eyes, and roared, "Say that again!"

The scribe knelt on the ground trembling and said cautiously, "Your Highness, we have already obtained information about Hyjal and his party."

"They went to the overseas islands and conquered a group of pirates."

"During this period of time."

"They have conquered twelve countries and now control the islands west of the Gold Coast."

"even."

"They also conquered the island of Trit, occupied the palace, and demolished the statues and shrines of the legendary hero Barithius."

Conquered twelve kingdoms in succession?
Jealousy nearly drove Prames mad; his expression even twisted slightly as he angrily threw down his scepter and roared, "How is this possible?"

"Those barbarians can conquer all the countries?"

How many of them are there?

Even if Hyjal is powerful, it's impossible for him to destroy so many countries so quickly.

Jealousy can drive a man mad.

Such achievements are beyond Prames' reach. Although he was born with royal power, he could not easily mobilize his army. Moreover, the entire Gold Coast had formed an alliance of city-states, so even he could not easily launch a war.

Prames has always regarded Hyjal as a rival, and at one point even wanted to make him submit to him.

But now the other side has already achieved the feat of destroying a country, while he can only hide in the Golden City to recuperate from his injuries. Just thinking about his injuries makes Prames feel a dull pain in his kidneys.

The clerk whispered, "They conquered a group of pirates and recruited a lot of natives."

"I've heard that Amazonian warriors also follow them."

"However, Hyjal is not the leader."

"Rumor has it that they are led by Quinn, a barbarian favored by the Lady of the Raging Waves."

Not Hyjal?
Was it the guy who seriously injured himself with a javelin?

That would be even more infuriating.

Prames angrily shoved aside the beautiful concubine beside him. He paced back and forth in the palace, saying in a deep voice, "We must stop them! Mobilize the army immediately, I will make them pay the price!"

The clerk whispered, "Your Highness."

“You don’t have the authority to mobilize a large army yet, and to deal with them, we need a powerful fleet.”

On land, he could easily launch an attack by assembling the Golden Legion, but at sea, with the Lady of the Raging Waves' blessing, the gods of the Golden Coast would have to think twice before taking action.

Prames gradually calmed down.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Someone, invite High Priest Seles over."

"never mind."

"I'll go find him myself."

at the same time.

In another palace in the Golden City, on an extremely luxurious bed lay a stunningly beautiful woman, full of enthusiasm. She had an extremely alluring and voluptuous figure, and her beauty was almost bewitching. She was draped in a white veil.

At this moment, she was resting her chin on her hand, looking out at the building district. From the palace, she looked down at the entire golden city, as if countless people were bowing down at her feet.

Behind her, two beautiful maids were applying olive oil to her, covering her smooth, white skin with the oil, leaving no part of her body untouched, even her most intimate skin was being pampered.

"Twelve kingdoms destroyed?!"

The stunningly beautiful woman raised one of her long, slender legs, and soon a maid knelt down to apply ointment to her. She turned her head in slight surprise and asked, "Really? Is it fake?"

This news has been spreading like wildfire recently, and many people have heard the rumors from overseas.

Pirates are good at bragging.

The pirates in this world either drink or boast. They'll even claim that killing a large fishman was the work of a giant sea monster.

"It should be true."

In the corner of the large bed, a woman dressed in a tight-fitting outfit knelt, her arm marked with the insignia of a slave. She knelt and said, "Princess Cleopa, it must be true."

“The overseas island nations have been conquered, and pirates run rampant. Many merchant ships have to pay tribute.”

Upon hearing the other party's words, the extremely alluring princess let out a cheerful chuckle. She slowly rose, her expression languid and playful: "It seems my foolish brother, Prames, is in trouble."

Normally, there is a tradition of brother-sister marriages here.

However, there are exceptions. Perhaps because she felt that her older sister was difficult to control, Prames chose a more docile younger sister.

This led to her extremely awkward position, forcing her to seek refuge in the church of God.

Because in many cases, princesses did not marry outside the family.

Princess Cleopa is known for her ambition and shrewdness. Not only is she of noble birth, but she also holds the dual identity of priestess and sorceress, making her, in a sense, the second heir under Prames.

Women here have the same opportunity to inherit the throne, a tradition that has been maintained for hundreds of years.

The slave kneeling on the ground said, "He is trying to find a way to deal with Hyjal and his party."

Princess Cleopa said with a half-smile, "Then we'll cause him some trouble. Prames is so arrogant and conceited, he'll definitely pay the price."

After saying that, she gently raised her hand and said, "Go."

“Keep an eye on them.”

"When Prames lost the favor of the gods, this land had only one successor."

Not all princesses wield real power; only princesses possessing divinity and strength can secretly control the priesthood.

The struggle between brothers and sisters here is equally brutal.

Inside a hidden underground temple.

Prames entered the temple surrounded by guards. Unlike the temples outside, this temple was extremely dark and contained a large number of shrines with animal heads and human bodies.

— Seth (God of War, Desert, and Storm).

Since Oman descended upon the Gold Coast, many gods have submitted to this powerful being, but some gods have not yielded, among them are the gods of the Beast Worship Cult.

No one knows who Oman's original self was.

Some believe he is a powerful otherworldly god, while others believe he is the vanished sun god Amun-Ra, a composite of Amun and Ara. But one thing is certain: Aman does indeed possess some characteristics of Amun.

In World One, Duncan encountered Amon, one of the seventy-two demon gods, a deity whose face was killed and became a tool for demonization.

This is a masterpiece of monotheism.

It's roughly equivalent to refining Amon's appearance into a demon god puppet.

However, in the early days, Amun was the king of the Theban gods, and in some worlds, he was also an incomparably powerful sun god. However, he gradually declined, and the gods in many worlds were severely damaged or even destroyed.

At the end of the Dark Ages, Amun's faith flourished, but it gradually declined after the Gold Coast was established.

Some suspect that the god Ammon was murdered!
Even His true form may have died in some other world with many powerful gods.

Prames entered the deepest part of the palace. He stared at the high priest before him and said in a deep voice, "I want you to pray for the power of the gods to deal with Hyjal and the others!"

"If I can kill Hyjal, I will build a magnificent temple for your god!"

The priest directly opposite remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "The great Set will not take action personally."

"But the priesthood can serve you."

Prames's expression was cold as he said in a deep voice, "I don't care what methods you use!"

"I want Hyjal dead!"

"And those uncouth barbarians! They all must die!"

obviously.

As the legend spread, he became a stepping stone for Duncan and Hyjal, his prestige was severely damaged, while the other became a legendary hero of the era.

A winner must be decided between them.

Because this era can't accommodate too many people!

The more renowned Duncan and Haigar are, the easier it is for him to become a background figure, or even an object of ridicule.

Prames quickly disappeared from sight.

As he left, he instinctively clutched his abdomen, feeling another sharp pain.

After a long while, a whisper echoed in the darkness: "Has his power been awakened?"

The priest slowly shook his head and said, "Not yet."

"But jealousy drove him mad, hatred made him furious, and he is slowly finding himself again."

The secret battles between the gods have never ceased.

Prames did indeed possess divine blood, but what else lay within him was unknown even to the gods.

In ancient Egyptian mythology, Set was born by tearing himself off his mother's body. Out of jealousy, he murdered King Osiris of Egypt and later dismembered him into fourteen pieces. Osiris's wife, the goddess Isis, retrieved his body in an attempt to resurrect him, but she only found thirteen pieces; the genitals had been eaten by fish.

no way.

She could only carve a fake genital organ, then resurrected her husband for one night and gave birth to a son, Horus.

Horus is the god of kingship, vengeance, and protection.

The relationships between the gods in ancient Egypt were not much better than those of the Olympian gods. Although they redeveloped their faith after entering this world, some of the deep-seated hatred and conflicts still existed.

When Horus grew up, he learned the truth and wanted revenge, but Isis tried to stop him because he was not strong enough. However, the young and inexperienced Horus was enraged and drew his sword, beheading his mother Isis. In the end, Isis was healed by Thoth.

What followed was the war between Horus and Set, with Horus emerging victorious. His descendants became the pharaohs of Egypt.

Many of the wives of the gods were Horus's wives, and Prames was considered his son.

"Then let's continue to wait."

The whisper in the darkness said slowly, "Prames will awaken completely one day."

Hakkane Island.

Duncan emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Behind him lay a dense mass of native warriors' bodies. After he had slaughtered hundreds of them, the Hakan natives before him had lost the will to resist. As a primitive shamanic priest knelt down, the dark mass of natives knelt on the ground in fear.

"So you've already submitted?" Crete asked, carrying his battle axe and cleaning the bone fragments from the gaps in his armor.

Not far from them was a primitive tribe, about the size of a town.

During this period, their group destroyed twelve kingdoms. Including the recently destroyed Kingdom of Hakkarn, they have now annihilated thirteen kingdoms.

Kingdoms in this era are worthless.

Take Trit Island as an example. Its area is about 30,000 square kilometers, roughly the size of Hainan Island. It has three kingdoms, which Duncan wiped out in just a few days.

These twelve destroyed countries ranged in size from tens of thousands of people to only ten or twenty thousand.

Duncan simply took the opportunity to destroy a country, stretching his muscles and giving the barbarians a little more practical experience.

An overseas island nation, not even worthy of being called a snack.

Looking at the mass of kneeling natives before him, Duncan calmly said, "Leave this to Annie Potter. The rest of you pack your bags and leave."

"Crete."

"Tomorrow is the arena ceremony dedicated to the raging gods, so you'd better not indulge in women today."

Crete smiled somewhat awkwardly and said, "I understand."

During this period, everyone else's strength improved by leaps and bounds, but Crete did not show any significant improvement. Duncan felt that he might get beaten up tomorrow.

Silent all night.

With his mastery of the domain laws of the legendary path, Duncan entered a state of asceticism, abstaining from sex and alcohol. Hyjal was promoted to Thunder Warrior, so he will most likely pursue the path of wildness and become the 'Primal Warrior' in the barbarians' mouths.

That is, the oldest berserker.

The next day, a group of barbarians held a ceremony to offer sacrifices to the raging gods on this newly conquered land.

The ceremony was presided over by a beautiful and alluring priestess.

On the surface, she is a barbarian from the north, but in reality, she is a sea spirit who has transformed into human form. The first priests to preside over the temple were mostly non-human beings, and only later did priests from the North Sea arrive to take over the faith of this land.

The barbarians never formed a true kingdom because they were incapable of politics. For a long time, they were all chieftains who would only elect a temporary leader when war broke out.

This is very similar to the Germanic tribal alliances, where the chieftain was essentially a minor king in the south.

Duncan and Hyjal stood before the shrine.

However, this time the ritual dedicated to the raging gods was led by Duncan, with Hyjal assisting. The first two to enter the fray were Tamblin and Pest, who had improved significantly during this period. They were evenly matched in the fight, but it was clear that Tamblin had a slight advantage.

Crete, watching from the sidelines of the competition, broke out in a cold sweat.

He suddenly realized that his companions had all improved significantly, especially Tamblin, who used to be a third-rate figure in the warband, but in their recent encounter, he felt that he might not even be able to defeat him.

This is a grand competition held once a month, and it will most likely attract the attention of the God of Power and some of the raging gods.

"Next up is Crete versus Ugal."

Duncan glanced at Crete and secretly shook his head; he had already anticipated the outcome.

—Ugal (Sober Berserk) (Four-Star Silver Gray).

— Crete (Rage) (3-star Gold).

Although the difference between a three-star gold rarity and a four-star silver-gray rarity isn't that significant, in actual combat, the outcome is often one-sided.

boom!
The moment the two giants clashed, Crete was overpowered by Ugal, and the two entered a wrestling-like stalemate. Hygar, standing nearby, looked surprised and a hint of worry in his eyes as he looked at Crete.

The next second, Ugal suddenly exerted force, using skill and strength to make Crete lose its balance, and then executed a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, slamming Crete heavily to the ground.

His ferocity was tempered with remarkable composure, even allowing him to display exceptional combat skills.

Crete was defeated.

As the vice-commander of the battle group, he was actually defeated by Ugal.

"Come again!"

Crete was filled with disbelief and fury. He challenged Ugal again. After all, he was not the main protagonist of the core ritual. The loser was allowed to challenge again because the raging gods appreciated the barbarian's indomitable fighting spirit.

boom!
Ugal still showed no intention of holding back; respecting one's opponent is respecting oneself.

He knocked Crete down once again.

This time it's even more ruthless.

Crete was beaten black and blue, and even after being thrown to the ground, Ugal pinned him down on his back, wrapped his arms around Crete's neck, and said in a deep voice, "You lost, Crete."

shame!

This is a true disgrace.

Crete has defeated all the barbarians in the Warband except for Duncan and Hyjal in past encounters.

But today, he was easily suppressed.

Ugal looked at the immobile Crete beneath him, his gaze calm, yet burning with rage—the power he wielded, a conscious rage. He slowly said, "Women make you weak, women make your legs go weak, Crete."

"Women have robbed you of the fighting spirit a warrior should have."

This sentence sounds familiar.

Hyjal suddenly twitched at the corner of his mouth, seemingly lost in thought. Ugal was starting to resemble Quinn more and more.

Duncan's lips twitched slightly.

He had long guessed that Ugal would decisively defeat Crete, but he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly. After giving up lust, this guy had truly become a super-muscular hunk. If a barbarian isn't that interested in women, then every day is spent on non-stop fighting and training; Ugal was practically a training maniac.

During this period, among all the barbarians, two people improved the most: one was Ugal, and the other was Tamblin, but the latter had his penis cut off.

Duncan then remembered a movie Stallone starred in, Rocky.

With a barbarian's strong physique, indulging in women a little wouldn't have such a big impact. But others are making rapid progress, while you're stuck in the same place because of beauty.

While indulging in his own excesses, Crete unknowingly fell behind others.

This battle.

This caused some changes among all the barbarians. Some couldn't help but look at Duncan, then at Ugal who looked down on everyone, and at Crete who lay on the ground for a long time, unable to get up.

Ugal's gaze had already moved beyond Crete; he was no longer the opponent Ugal wanted to defeat.

He gazed at Haijal in front of him, and Duncan behind the scenes.

He wants to challenge stronger opponents!

Perhaps a year from now, or perhaps much later, but one day, he will challenge these two legendary figures in the presence of the raging gods.

Tamblin silently helped up Crete, whose face was bruised and swollen, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing.

Crete stood there, speechless for a long time.

………………

(End of this chapter)