Chapter 1136 - 582: Mystic Art: First Gear, Magnetic Field Overload, Giant Spirit Drumming!
The [Electromagnetic Slingshot] was activated, the magnetic field strings in the air taut like the bowstring of a powerful bow, and a single line of cutting frost-white sword light shot out suddenly.
Wrapping lightly around a deep blue fire dragon, the short sword was instantly cut down by a segment.
With the awakening of the "Flow State," one could cut steel with mundane iron, and at his current "Unity of All Things" state, even slicing the drifting clouds in the sky in one sword was no issue.
The ordinary soldiers on the ship couldn’t see the battlefield clearly, but the Fourth Order pirate officers could see it vividly.
The energy entity was not hindered by a physical body; "Man and Sword as One" truly merged into a flawless whole, making any swordsman facing such an opponent inevitably despair.
Not at all inferior to the legendary "Flying Sword."
The previously tense nerves of everyone relaxed a little, and their attention shifted to the Curse Spirit.
[Phantom Blade] led by Gus, the Storm Cloak performed some function of the Church Night Watchman, and was most sensitive to these strange entities:
"The Second Circulation Belt has just opened for a year, and the various eerie beings settled along this route are still unknown in number.
It’s not easy to sweep across hundreds of kilometers wide ocean currents.
The key is that the [Curse Spirit] is nearly impossible to kill, with immortality even stronger than many Pseudo-Gods who can live forever.
Encountering such a strong Fifth Order right at the start suggests that the future maintenance costs of the navigation route would likely be astronomical."
The strength of a [Curse Spirit] varies, but on rank, they all touch upon those indescribable and beyond specification.
Some embrace the dead Old Gods, while others directly convert to the deep sea.
They obtain absolute immortality that cannot be killed by any means.
Becoming a materialized curse, elusive, not fearing swords, spears, or firearms, unstoppable, undying, and unyielding.
Even if killed temporarily, they will eventually return after a period of time.
Below the Fifth Order, any mortal targeted by them, might suddenly die out of the blue even if they escape momentarily.
The most typical representatives are those like [Capricious Joker] and the [God of Funerals], which can only be sealed but not completely annihilated.
Realizing this, others also felt extremely troubled.
The driving force for overseas exploration is profit; without merchant ships massively interacting under the lure of interests, it will eventually evolve into the final voyage to the West, which no one wishes to see.
Byron was unaware of others’ thoughts but gradually discovered his opponent’s complexity during the battle.
The opponent’s extra power source was flame, or rather, combustion.
When fully erupted, the blazing flames gradually gathered into a dazzling beating heart within the empty chest cavity.
The destructive power began to overflow, increasingly augmenting the giant’s aura.
It seemed like massive amounts of explosives were detonating inside it every moment, providing it with unparalleled ferocity.
Not to mention the humans’ legend, even those Pseudo-Gods from the Old God Church who have lived for hundreds of years would not fare well if they dared to confront it head-on.
Byron’s right eye glided over the [Sailing Logbook], just as when he entered the Blood Source Secret Realm of the Mother of Creation Lilith, clearly reading the forbidden knowledge slipping away within it:
"Source of knowledge: Eastern Continent’s Desert Empire Divine System [Fire God], [Bull-headed God], [Master Creator] Putta.
He is the God of Craftsmen and Fire, holding divine positions in [Creation], [Craftsman], [Art], [Flame], and so on.
This Mud Swamp Giant Curse Spirit seemed to have anchored itself to this Old God’s affinity, gaining powerful immortality as a result.
The forbidden knowledge pertains to the ’Core of the Melting Furnace,’ primarily discussing combustion, forging..."
The combustion of the [Fire God] sounds quite similar to the fusion reaction of the [Sun God], yet in essence, they’re entirely different: one is a light-emitting and heat-producing chemical reaction, the other a purely physical reaction.
It resembles Byron’s current energy entity, examining the world’s truth from the perspective of Black Sorcery, flame and thunder are actually both plasma.
The related authority also overlaps significantly with Violet, the legendary [Whale Oil Mechanic] and [War Queen].
If the [Master Creator], [Bull-headed God] were still alive today, the first to invent the whale oil steam engine might not be us.
The knowledge from an Old God flowed through Byron’s mind; although he couldn’t hurriedly read it all, his understanding of the essence of energy operation elevated substantially.
His comprehension of the storm and magnetic catapult also advanced a big step, opening up new avenues of thought.
"To condense a Sixth Order [Divine Position], aside from using one’s authority and knowledge as seeds, nourished by the heart wishes and willing power of followers,
one can also incorporate others’ knowledge or even directly snatch the [Divine Position] of other Sixth Order Demigods, with entirely the same effect.
This [Master Creator] very much appeals to both Violet and me.
Unfortunately, the giant lacks self-awareness and human nature, making it impossible to fully wield the exquisite knowledge, let alone attain Divine Sight or Unity of All Things.
What’s left, I’ll take it myself."
Sizzle—!
A thread of frost-white sword light flickered repeatedly, cutting down the flame short sword in the giant’s hand with the exquisite Storm Sword Technique in a matter of moments.
Byron shook his shoulder and inflated like a balloon to match the height of the Flame Giant, transforming into a sky-reaching Storm Giant.
With a stamp, the sea trembled; raising a hand, he could reach the clouds in the sky.
With the Flame Giant’s already decomposing brain, it couldn’t comprehend why its opponent changed three times in such a short span.