Pirate Kingship

"Your Majesty, I’m giving you one last chance. Think carefully before you answer—will it be option one, or option two? Hehehe..."

Byron finally uncovered all the cards on the "Traitor" side.

A Legendary Dancer who is utterly unpredictable, a giant sea monster of a different species, a Fifth Order and Fourth Order clown, and the final safeguard, Mercurius himself.

Truly formidable strength.

But unfortunately...

Byron looked up at Salome and gave a sly smile, showing eight gleaming white teeth:

"I choose... three!"

As soon as he spoke, everything around him, including Salome’s beautiful face, took on the sepia tone of an old photograph before disappearing like a mirage.

Byron returned to the moment he activated [Sun Stone Calendar].

Apart from expending 23 points of historical influence, everything else remained unchanged, and the divinity within him was as if it had never left.

Disregarding the heartache over the historical influence he had painstakingly saved for the second activation of [Chronicle of Ages], the second round began.

But this time, it was as if he had acquired a strategy guide; no matter how formidable the opponent, there were no secrets left before him.

The Golden Deer continued onward nonchalantly, while Byron silently counted in his mind, "Three, two, one..."

At the moment the three ships reformed into an equilateral triangle, and as Salome reached out to remove her veil,

Swoosh...

[Styx of the Nether River], which Byron had already deployed to the seabed in advance, suddenly manifested beneath [Ying Ge], swallowing it along with the unprepared [Love and Desire Elf] Salome.

As long as no spiritual entities saw her dance, the Seven Layers of Veil would not activate.

If she still wished to make a final struggle, she could compare with the river water of the Nether River to see who was stronger at stripping away and dissolving divinity.

When the giant crab could no longer sense its master’s presence, it instantly went into a rage, standing up from the sea without waiting for the "Traitor" on the opposite side to react.

Its black rocky armor appeared as tough as cast iron.

At the same time, Violet, already receiving Byron’s signal, opened her palm and threw out a Strange Arts cube—[Mechanical Fortress].

Clank... Clank...

As gears turned with mechanical transmission sounds, the Mechanical Fortress expanded with the wind, rapidly raising trapezoidal steel slopes from six faces, forming over forty turret arrays.

"Alpha, connect to the Fire Control System."

"A base unit of Whale Oil Shrapnel Bomb prepared."

"Rear-loading rifled gun firing calibration, wind grade..."

Hiss—!

In a rush of white steam, forty turrets slowly turned, aiming their barrels at the massive crab that looked like an iron lump, an aura of destruction spreading instantly.

Inside the Mechanical Fortress, machine, piston, lever, and gear combined together in an exhilarating roar.

In the weave of blaze and steam, the grand sound echoed inside everyone’s skulls, composing a solemn hymn:

"Holy Art! Multi-rivet steam steel, turret supreme!

Billions of stars, billions of turrets!

Multi-rivet steam steel, turret above all!

Billions of turrets, billions of glory..."

This scene was no longer an empty fantasy; after years of effort by Byron and Violet, it had become reality.

Facing the giant crab, Violet smiled coldly:

"You and your shield are equally ridiculous.

Fire at will!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The next moment, the turret array unleashed full-scale, saturating bombardment upon the massive crab and the two clowns that had just emerged from under its belly only to dive back in.

Diving back in, they were still unconcerned:

"Mere solid bullets cannot breach the defenses of [Giant Iron Armor Crab]..."

Rumble——!!!

Yet the successive thunderous roar, the wretched cries, and the searing shrapnel all instantly cut off their sneers.

Because this was entirely different from previous solid bullets.

These shells... they exploded!

A mushroom cloud of flame soared to illuminate everyone’s eyes.

All thought in unison, including Byron:

"What swordsmanship, what witchcraft, all are Mrs. Niu, this right here is my Little Sweetie.

Coach, I absolutely must learn this!"

Golden light from the Law Network descended, and the rear-loading rifled gun and Whale Oil Shrapnel Bomb were instantly cloaked in a layer of brilliant gold.