Pirate Kingship

The wizards of the Fairy Town School had clearly witnessed such scenes many times before, they had long since become accustomed to it.

The crew members on The Golden Deer, however, were filled with awe.

Only in Byron’s eyes did everything before him seem imbued with a "bizarre sense of déjà vu like a video generated by a faulty AI."

Yet having become like a "character within a painting" himself, witnessing the bizarre spectacle before him, he could only feel a heavy weight in his heart, unable to bring himself to laugh:

"Knowledge of the material world and humans have all become nurturing fodder for the ever-expanding Primordial Ocean.

If the Luanyan Epoch arrives, dragging the entire material world beneath the sea...

Perhaps this world would break all boundaries—material, energy, information, and even space and time, becoming a place that connects all material worlds... a Spirit Realm?"

In such a world devoid of logic, mortals may struggle to die well, and even Transcendents may struggle to live well."

The Golden Deer moved forward slowly, bizarre scenes unfolding at every glance, overwhelming the senses.

But because everything was constantly changing, with no fixed points of reference, they weren’t even sure if they were truly moving forward.

Only Byron, holding the Atmosphere Talisman and mastering the Divine Kingdom’s beacon, could ascertain that they were indeed drawing closer to their destination.

Only the ship’s National Border Lock prevented all manner of bizarre entities from being alerted.

About three hours later, Alibaba, endowed with Space Authority, suddenly reminded Byron:

"Your Majesty, ahead lies the deep layer of the Secret Realm, the ’Rust Belt’.

The surface layer’s rules are close to reality, merely disrupting substance, energy, and information, posing little threat to us High Sequence Extraordinary Beings.

But the deep ’Rust Belt’, with rules akin to the chaotic Deep Sea, where even space and time are somewhat disordered, exists alongside the birth and demise of civilizations.

Here, even the strongest Maze Lock will lose its efficacy, engaging us directly with the Deep Sea, and our quest for the Divine Kingdom becomes the truest of tests."

Byron naturally trusted the experts’ advice, otherwise, he wouldn’t have embarked on this mission as a group.

He promptly issued the order aptly:

"Golden Deer, First Level battle preparation."

Soon, the scenery before them transformed once again.

It was somewhat like the abrupt switching of textures in a low-quality game, with no seamless transition in between, and the entire ship plunged into the deep ’Rust Belt’.

The group, led by Byron, immediately smelled the air filled with the scent of rust and the decay of ages past.

The sea, the reefs, the clouds... everything here was shrouded in an ominous rust color, the faint light of the sky took on the colors of twilight.

Alibaba’s voice timely emerged once more, explaining to the others:

"The past and the future, civilization and decline, vitality and decay all coexist in the Rust Belt.

Mortals sometimes have this kind of experience as well.

Suddenly, inexplicably, a scene seems incredibly familiar, as if they dreamt the exact same scene with all certainty."

"This is because they inadvertently connected to this ’Rust Belt’.

Here, time and space are not fixed, thus the so-called routes do not exist.

Rules will drag different Secret Realms and chase bizarre dreams based on the knowledge held by those who enter.

This is where ’knowledge follows man’ is vividly expressed.

So, everyone, the ultimate showdown is about to begin!"

Byron reached out into the rust-colored sea in front of him and grasped the information of this layer of the Secret Realm.

"In this Epoch, the civilization of the Silver Continent dominates the world.

The ’three deep breaths’ that enabled the Silver Civilization to thrive were—the Barbarian Invasion of the Silver Empire, the Crusaders’ Western Expedition, and the Great Nautical Age.

Eventually forming a ’pirate civilization’ centered around migration, expedition, invasion, and overseas colonization!

This is the underlying theme of human civilization in the world today.

Even venturing beyond earth won’t change this point.

And in the era of the Great Geographic Discoveries, to survive, one could only rely on the thousand hammering and hundred refining of swordsmanship and guns."

Byron had just reiterated the rules to everyone.

Crack, crack...

The sound of massive arthropods writhing suddenly rippled from beneath the water, as though some colossal creature was churning beneath the waves.

The next second.

Rust-colored sea suddenly exploded into enormous waves, one, two, three... at least dozens of what seemed like giant worms clad in rusted iron armor rushed out of the seabed.

Their bodies spanned hundreds or even thousands of meters, opening petal-like mouths towards The Golden Deer, emitting silent roars.

The ’three deep breaths’ did not descend in chronological order, with the first obstacle appearing being one that hindered the expansion of the ’pirate civilization’ during the Great Nautical Age—Sea Monsters!