Pirate Kingship

Sizzle! Sizzle!...

Then her words were like pulling the trigger on a starting gun, and the sound of tearing cloth never ceased thereafter.

"This is my Hamna!"

"Shut up, it’s my Hamna!"

The High Priest was suddenly surrounded by the Sosias who he had longed for yet never attained.

The sound once as melodious as a songbird in his ears now transformed into the cacophony of five hundred quacking ducks.

A swarm of "Sosias" tugged at the High Priest, trying to seize his love, his breath, his hair, oh, that’s useless, his... flesh!

Tons of Sosias were born so rapidly that they began scrambling inside him even before they could fully form.

"Hamna’s heart is mine, a powerful heart that beats for me alone."

"Hamna’s lungs are mine, no one else can compete, his breath must be filled with my fragrance."

"Stop, drop that kidney, both of them are mine."

"You’re too greedy, do you want to fight?"

"Fight it is, who fears whom?"

The quarrel within Hamna’s body was audible even from outside.

As a horde of "Alices" fought within, his body swelled, with faces appearing on his skin, beautiful figures pulling hair and gouging eyes.

To the onlookers, it was a scene of utter horror.

His head, already distorted and swollen to the size of a water vat, reflected the desires of many "Alices" to invade his mind, filling it entirely with themselves.

The High Priest’s initial joy quickly turned to terror:

"No, it’s too much, stop, I’m overflowing, I can’t bear it..."

But that’s how the "harem virus" functions, with no woman willing to share a man. A foot on many boats will sooner or later capsize the ship.

Boom—!

The High Priest exploded into a mist of blood on the spot.

The scattered flesh and bone continued to writhe and split until it could no longer sustain the basic units of life, finally losing vitality and turning into a puddle of blood.

This meant that [High Priest] Hamna permanently lost part of his body, strength, and soul.

The same scene transpired wherever the High Priest Hamna’s sacred beetle avatars existed.

After the scramble, nothing remained but desolation—no sacred beetle, not even a single intact cell could be found.

[Alice Virus (Harem Edition)] spread along the High Priest’s collective consciousness, sparing not a single component.

Even those sacred beetles meant as revival points, isolated amongst a heap of dung beetles, received their share of "love."

They acquired a squad of dung beetle Alices—exquisite and... perfect dung beetles.

The main theme was sharing the presence, with everyone having their share!

Nevertheless, the heavily afflicted High Priest, as a reincarnation of the ten plagues, found disaster and pestilence as his core Authority, nearing the pinnacle of Fifth Order.

Compared to others, he still possessed a thread of resistance.

In a secret tomb unknown even to the upper echelon of the Horus Blind Eye Church.

As the saying goes: when you spot one "Alice," the corners are already crowded with Alices.

[High Priest] Hamna’s true core self abruptly awoke from slumber, sitting upright from the stone coffin, only to find his body covered with beautiful "Sosias."

His face, though horrified, reacted swiftly in self-preservation.

From above his head, a streak of dark golden Divine Aura shot forth, manifesting into a Grimoire made of gold panels, yet adorned with tumors and golden feathers.

The cover bore a holy emblem of a sacred beetle pushing the sun, named "Sun Gold Scripture."

The Grimoire melted instantly like golden liquid, casting a small gold boat in mid-air that could only carry a few people.

Its appearance was identical to that of the Sunship outside Skull Coast.

The High Priest leapt upon it without a word.

The Sunship was immediately spun as if caught by a whirlpool, then disappeared into a World Rift within the tomb.

Taking with it a group of "Alices," escaping from the real world to the exploration target of the "hunt god plan"—the Divine Kingdom of God King Horus.

The Alice Virus, initially from the [Mother of Monsters] Echidna, left ordinary Fifth Order Pseudo-Gods with no resistance.

Byron originally possessed only this single portion; his later imitations, replicated viruses, lacked this formidable mystique.

If the High Priest could reach the Divine Kingdom, like Byron previously using [Myriad Wings Angel] to counterattack, relying on Horus’ Divine Power to suppress the toxin might allow him to survive.

Of course, now everyone knows that Horus is in dire straits, due to the conflict between [Sky], [Sun], and the Deep Sea.

When the Wizards attack the Divine Kingdom, whether they can still see him is uncertain.

If shattered like the creator, Horus couldn’t suppress the virus and instead got infected by the High Priest, it would be quite ironic.

Focus returned to the Royal Palace’s Secret Realm.

All sacred beetles were exterminated, and as the Upper-level Wizards emerged from the palace, their faces showed disbelief at the freely flowing blood on the ground: