Pirate Kingship

Swish...

The pages of the "Divine Comedy" automatically turned, sacred songs, ghostly cries, moans, screams... Holy yet bizarre noise suddenly enveloped this sea area.

Then a pillar of colored light shot straight into the sky, using endless words to outline the triple vision of "Hell," "Purgatory," and "Heaven," densely filling the sky.

Mercurius grew a pair of white wings on his ankles and leaped into it, sitting on the glorious Divine Position at the center of the Triple Heavenly Realm, holding a Golden Double-Snake Wand.

Undead, devils, angels stood beside him, as if three worlds truly fell into his palm, moving as he wished, like fingers directing.

Countless cold voices immediately echoed in the sky:

"Blasphemy!"

"Damn it!"

The murderous aura froze a layer of white frost over the sea.

The [Writer] of the Hall Sequence adapted to social development and professional tendencies, known by different names at different times: writer, poet, novelist, screenwriter, and so on.

Essentially, they all utilized poetry, novels, biographies, and other text as vehicles to exercise their transcendent abilities.

They can summon characters and monsters from their works to assist in battle, creating unprecedented power systems when reasonable, which can become reality.

They can summon beauties of unparalleled allure from their books for companionship; the better the writing, the more beautiful the beauty.

It’s all custom-made, vivid, and charming, creating exactly what they desire; far more appealing than the randomness of real individuals.

Even if one feels they are not a leg, waist, or foot enthusiast but merely a simple lustful person, writing a grand harem drama for nightly revelries is absolutely feasible.

Every year, countless aspiring youths pursue the great literary dream, oh spit, aiming to become [Writers] for beauty!

Additionally, scene descriptions or transcendent abilities can directly manifest into reality from the text...

The fuller the character and plot creation, the more logical, the more readers moved, providing more emotional investment, the stronger the strength revealed.

When a writer creates a "phenomenon-level" work, they can even wield might beyond their own Order and lend it to other [Writers].

In fact, when a writer creates "fan fiction," they can leverage the other’s strength or expand influence, mutually benefiting.

The legendary ancient masterpiece "Utopia" indeed harbors a perfect nation within, akin to a Demigod’s Divine Kingdom.

The enduring "The Prince" likewise holds a theoretically perfect monarch capable of making Royal Power eternal.

And this "Divine Comedy" is no different.

Written by Dante, the last of the old era and the first of the new era [Poet], the "Divine Comedy" ushered in the Renaissance.

In this world-renowned work, Dante claimed to tour and record three long poems: "Hell," "Purgatory," "Heaven."

The "Hell" record is the most detailed and deeply resonant, as such a place indeed lies at the world’s edge.

The other two places likely originate from the memories of the [God of Commerce], as they cannot be found in the current Material World.

As the creator, Dante naturally harnessed the true power of "Hell" through this book.

At this moment, the "Traitor" sat on the Divine Position, yet lacked any semblance of the [God of Commerce], instead full of twisted ferocity.

"Creak... creak..."

Eyes blazing, teeth almost shattering.

In truth, this self-proclaimed Mercurius "Traitor" was not the original deity of the Mythological Era, but merely an impostor birthed from myth.

More like a human than a god.

Mortals go to great lengths to carry their browsing records after death, tending to their posthumous reputation.

Let alone an immortal deity?

Unafraid of being crushed, leaving purity to the Mortal World.

The "Traitor," posing as the last inheritor of the Ancient Silver Empire’s Jupiter Divine System, naturally sought face as a god.

But Byron struck faces sometimes, insulted by exposing secrets.

Publicly destroyed the shameful past, his nightly tears soaking the pillow.

At this moment, blood coursed backward, even rationality and the balance of ’Divinity’ and ’Beastliness’ precariously hung.

His ability lashed out with hate when waved, the Might naturally extraordinary.

Swish...

Instantly the Milky Way hung upside down, tides surged.

The "Hell Chapter" text transformed into endless black tide, rushing toward Byron.

"In the middle of life’s journey, I found myself lost in a dark forest. How difficult it is to convey that forest’s desolation, stillness, and vastness!

Thinking of it brings fear, as if Death approaches. Before recounting the encounter with the savior, I will first describe the shocking scene..."

The sky transformed into various undead creatures: Skeleton Knights, Sewn Corpses, Vampire Witches, Headless Knights, Liches...

Behind, more text tide turned into ghostly hands like swaying black shadows, fiercely grabbing at The Golden Deer.

They converged together, seemingly like countless demons and devils from the Abyss of Nine Layered Hell, defiantly breaking the barrier between reality and fantasy.

"Domain expansion!"

The little Ship Girl on The Golden Deer adjusted the giant triangular captain’s hat on her head, snapped her fingers, and a circle of golden light waves rapidly expanded outward.

Buzz—!