Between the light and shadow, Violet's voice still echoed in everyone's ears:

"Don't you want the legal authority of the [Pirate Code] and get the great secret treasure that the people of the Bay have guarded for thousands of years?

Don't you all want to know whether the prophecy of the revival of the Wanmin is true or false?

Aren't you planning to join forces to carve up every penny of Ironanchor Bay?

Then, as you wish! ”

She didn't break any rules, but she really pushed the martial arts that should have been very clear into the unknown direction.

All thirteen members of the Middle-Order Council, as well as the Captain of the Transcendent, who had voted for Redbeard, disappeared into their own pirate ships one after another.

Byron also felt a sudden weightlessness under his feet, and his body began to fall.

The wind was whistling in my ears, mixed with a cold chill and a stale smell that had been produced over the years.

Obviously, the location of the treasure hunt is not in Iron Anchor Bay, or in the superficial world where normal people live.

In the blink of an eye, Byron's feet touched the ground again, and with just a slight squat, he regained his balance by relying on the [Rock Sheep Foot] that turned into instinct.

When I looked up, I found myself on the edge of a very deserted island.

There was not even the slightest grass, let alone birds and animals, except for rocks and muddy mudflats that were about to be submerged.

He stepped on a reef that had emerged from the tidal flats, and behind him was a dull stretch of water.

As far as the eye can see, the only man-made object is a black ship-shaped coffin stranded on a desert island!

Looking back at the sky behind him, he saw a huge anchor chain that seemed to be thicker than a mountain, rising from the sea outside the island and stretching into the depths of the clouds in the sky.

A previous gunpowder artist once asked him a question:

"Do you know what the Great Treasure means? Why is Iron Anchor Bay called Iron Anchor Bay? Is there something anchored to this anchor?"

That's the answer.

The anchor of Iron Anchor Bay anchors the sleeping place of all the traditional Northland Bay people throughout history.

Also known as Valhalla!

They always believed in Woden, the god of prophecy, kingship, and hunting, and even after death they would not be attributed to the Creator of the Church, or to the Essentia of Chaos (chapters 33 and 34).

Rather, they will come to this ancient place between the physical reality and the spiritual world.

It symbolizes the origin and return of all the people of the bay, and it is also their roots.

If interpersonal relationships are the anchors that individuals use to stabilize themselves, then this is the anchor that stabilizes the entire Bay ethnic group!

The prototype of the modern pirate funeral ritual that puts pirates in wine barrels is the [ship coffin burial] from the people of the bay.

The people of Northland Bay, who retain their primitive beliefs, advocate dying on the battlefield in battle, and are ashamed of dying of old age in their beds.

This spirit is very similar to the kind of "horse leather shroud" pursued by the ancient generals of Byron's previous life.

However, it was not the horse leather that they used to wrap the body, but the boat.

Important people of the Gulf or the heroic war dead would be buried by boat.

The deceased was placed in the ship along with his or her slaves, as well as some symbols of wealth, various livestock, jewelry, and weapons.

Then they lit the torches and threw them into the boat, turning the bodies of the dead to ashes.

Undoubtedly, the ancient ancestors of the Byron and Lancastrian families also lay dormant here.

It was not until these descendants came to the mainland and converted to the Church that they no longer continued to adhere to this tradition.

Byron shook his head slightly as he felt his connection to it, but not so strong.

The ancestors who created a great cause at the beginning of the road are not evaluated, and they are not qualified to evaluate.

"Everyone knows that the Pirate Overseers of Ironanchor Bay wield more than just immense power.

You can control a part of the [Pirate Code] and be eligible to open the great secret treasure guarded by the Bay People.

But what outsiders don't know is that the prophesied great secret treasure related to the rise and fall of the people of the Bay is actually hidden in the deepest part of [Valhalla], the place where the warriors sleep.

The gunpowder artist also said that it is different from what outsiders imagine.

There is no legendary god, no endless pork, and no beautiful fairies wearing mink to peel garlic for everyone.

Only "

Whoosh——!

As if he had an eye in the back of his head, Byron dodged a rusty battle axe behind his back.

The powerful axe could not be retracted, and a small half-axe blade was embedded in the rock.

The cold light on Byron's waist flashed, and the half-sword in his hand came out of the sheath like lightning, and he turned and slashed with the [Bull Sword Style].

Clang!

There is no smooth feeling of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and bones, only a sound of gold and iron, and a huge force that makes the arm tingle.

The other party actually used the tail end of the long-handled battle axe to block the blade of the half-sword in his hand at the moment when the weapon was restrained.

"Master!"

Byron realized the difficulty of the attacker.

Immediately, he retreated with the force under his feet, and quickly opened up the distance with the power transmitted by the other party.

It was seven steps away, the very end of the reef.

Only then did he have time to take a closer look at the enemy who appeared in front of him.

He wore a horned helmet on his head, a rudimentary armor, and a dirty long hair and beard, exuding a strong and savage aura all over his body.

Beneath the helmet is a pair of azure eyes that are standard for the Gulf.

Through the shattered armor, he could see a penetrating wound on his pale chest, which could be seen from one end to the other.

The one that can cause this terrible wound is most likely a heavy knight's spear.

Since he was injured like this, it was naturally impossible for him to be alive.

"A heroic spirit fighting in Valhalla?"

The logbook also shows the life of this heroic spirit:

"The first-order [Bay Folk Berserker] Sigurd died two hundred years ago in a raid on the Iris Kingdom on the mainland.

He was killed by a Heavily Armed Knight, who is now very rare.

As a heroic war dead, he came to this afterlife through the unique ship coffin burial ceremony of the people of Northland Bay. ”

The Gunpowder Artist had already told him that Valhalla Valhalla was actually made up of countless ship coffins from ancient times to the present day.

Even in ancient legends that have been passed down from generation to generation, Valhalla itself is a huge ship coffin.

Naturally, there are countless dead souls, or heroic spirits, wandering inside.

They kill each other endlessly, only to be resurrected the next day.

The one in front of you is one of them.

"I don't know what you went through in your lifetime.

As a berserker of the Bay People, the strongest fighting instinct after death turned out to be an ambush? It's really good. ”

Byron looked at it from this angle to see where he had just stood, and a black horn was slightly peeking out of the sea.

It was apparently a flooded dilapidated coffin, and its owner had been lying quietly in it.

Like a stone, it has no breath, no body temperature, and is completely at one with the environment.

After discovering the breath of the living man, he slowly stood up from the water and did not reveal his hiding until he attacked.

Byron was unusually sensitive to the wind and spied through his movements in advance.

At this time, the [Pirate Code], which was promoting the campaign ceremony step by step, also sent a reminder to all captains who entered Valhalla:

"In the first level of the Great Secret Treasure Trial, I got three relics of the Heroic Spirit.

The maximum power of the Heroic Spirits on the island where each captain descends is the same level, and defeating three Heroic Spirits proves that you are the best among the pirates.

Captains can summon their pirate ship and crew here and take a sailboat into the second 'atrium' of Valhalla. ”

At the same time that Byron received the hint, the Heroic Spirit pulled the long-handled battle axe out of the reef.

He put out a [Rack Window] that resembled a long sword [Bull Sword Style], and squatted slightly, about to charge Byron.

Even if he doesn't know how long he has been dead, the tragic momentum on his body that has been through a hundred battles is still almost condensed into substance.

Among all the attendants of his rank, he was obviously not weak.

A vicious battle is on the verge of breaking out.

At this time, Byron unhurriedly moved the tip of his sword down, pointed to the ground, leaned forward to the heroic spirit and bowed slightly, performing the etiquette of a duel of the Wanmin.

Seeing this, the Heroic Spirit hesitated for a moment, and also followed his instinct before his death, and made the same action.

Just about to put on a posture and charge again.

Byron, who was on the other side, had already casually dropped the half-sword in his hand, and quickly pulled out the flintlock pistol on the armed belt on his chest.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four fiery lines of fire slammed into the Heroic Spirit's head.

Knife drawing, see knife drawing again!

As he staggered back, Byron picked up his sword on tiptoe and rushed forward with a stabbing step, slashing off his head.

The Heroic Spirit fell to the ground and turned into a handful of ashes.

Only a gold bracelet remained, which Byron put away and stuffed into his waist bag.

This is the burial object when he held the ship coffin funeral back then.

Reloading the four flintlock short muskets, Byron couldn't help but sigh:

"Two hundred years ago, even arquebuses were invented.

Fighting against this kind of old antique, you can feel the difference of the times. ”

Although the real Valhalla does not have wine, meat, and fairies, the fighting skills of these warriors are absolutely not mixed with the slightest water.

After a long period of endless battles, the heroic spirits of the warriors died here, only to be resurrected the next day.

In their souls, only the pure and extreme fighting instinct remains.

There's no point in hitting it hard.

"Anyway, he will be resurrected tomorrow, so I can't be considered blaspheming my ancestors, right?"

Byron looked uncomfortably overhead, always feeling as if an eye was on him.

"No, no, no, if the ancestors knew that I was so flexible, they would be very happy, that's it!"

Just as he stepped on the reef and killed another coffin in his field of vision, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar and miserable howl from the island.

"Help——!