Chapter Eighty-Six: Wild Hunting Legion, Natural Disaster Strikes

Moving forward slightly, Valhalla's second-floor atrium.

Although Redbeard is in an uncertain state of drowning or crucification, he is still "dead".

The Pirate Codex, which presided over the election of the Overseers, responded, and the ancient voice was mechanical and unwavering:

"Candidate No. 1 Edward the Redbeard has been confirmed dead, and No. 2 candidate Violet can choose to continue with the Great Treasure Trial or quit Valhalla.

If you continue with the trial, you will be able to gain full Overseer privileges after finding the Great Treasure.

If you quit at this point, you will be automatically appointed as the sole candidate for the position of Overseer.

The term of office shall be until more than half of the members of the Parliament have initiated a motion for by-elections, or at the next election in three years' time. ”

Without any hesitation, Violet immediately replied:

"I chose to leave Valhalla immediately."

The main goal had been accomplished, so she didn't have the leisure to explore the remaining seven layers of secret realms.

"As you wish."

The next moment.

Whether it was the first or second floor, all the people in Valhalla who were still alive were sent out.

The [Nemesis], which had already lost all its lives, fully met the conditions for the coffin to sink with the ship.

It stands to reason that it is meant to stay here and become a new ship coffin occupied by the heroic spirits of the Wanmin, and it will also become a nightmare for all subsequent treasure hunters.

But Violet was quick and ordered more than a hundred of her crew to get it back up and running, and followed the large force back to Iron Anchor Bay.

"This is a largely intact third-class battleship!"

Even though they knew that there was still a test waiting for them, a group of third-order pirates couldn't help but look at this behemoth.

Of course, the preparations in the defense plan have already been completed, and there is not much they can do now.

Do you want to rush out and beat the strait fleet with pirate ships?

Just wait for the other side to attack.

Why was Redbeard able to sit firmly on the throne of the deputy speaker before revealing his immortal body, and it was not because of this pirate ship?

To know that a third-class ship with a perfect balance of speed, firepower, and cost, wood alone requires the harvesting of more than 2,000 high-quality oak trees planted in the Channel Islands a hundred years ago.

It took another six years to build.

And the oak must be of high quality timber planted on private estates, riversides, and roadsides.

Only those oak trees, which enjoy the rain and sunshine to the fullest, and slowly grow to a height of more than 20 meters in a hundred years, can produce a section of wood in the trunk that can be used to build the ribs of a battleship.

The cost of building a third-class ship at the Kingdom's shipyard alone reached a staggering 40,000 gold pounds.

Outsiders want to get their hands on it, even if they have a strong relationship, how can they double it on this basis before it is possible to buy such a big baby.

Not to mention the mighty bow of the ship above like the Nemesis.

Totally conceivable.

Even for a country, how much stout timber is needed to form a battleship fleet of this level, how long a growth cycle is needed, and what a staggering purchase price is needed?

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that the results of a battle of the Great Army on the Sea are enough to affect the fortunes of the country.

If the family foundation, which is the important weapon of the country, is lost, even if there is money, it will not be able to be replenished quickly.

It's no wonder that Norwich Jr. is heartbroken by his dedication.

Byron, who is interested in pulling up a pirate fleet and even a military dispatch company, is naturally not exempt.

'It's a pity, it's really hateful to drive this thing out, and the little arms and legs of my first-order squire can't bear it at all.

And it doesn't match my 'low-key and introverted' nature, I'm actually not greedy at all, suck~'

Byron struggled to remove his eyes and close his mouth tightly, barely stopping the saliva from flowing from the corners of his mouth.

At this time, I saw Violet wave her hand, and the thick sail boom on the Flaming Rose turned, and several thick cables stretched flexibly like tentacles.

made a cameo appearance with a crane and ripped off the bow of the third-class ship [Nemesis] from under the bow girder.

Then he put it in front of Byron.

Looking at his stunned appearance, the girl smiled playfully:

"Those who see it have a share, Mr. Good Citizen, I'll give you this thing."

"That's not good, is it?"

Byron finally swallowed his saliva.

Feeling the playful eyes of the bay people and pirates around him, he suddenly felt a little thorn in his back.

But I saw Violet wave her hand very proudly:

"The racial motto of the people of the Gulf: revenge is avenged.

But we also believe that there is a favor and there will be a reward, which is completely different from those Remet people who always take revenge and take revenge on their benefactors.

Without you, the Wild Hunt, we wouldn't have been able to get past Redbeard's level, let alone the next natural disaster.

Don't worry, I, a third-order [craftsman], will change it for you, and while retaining the main function, I will never let others recognize it. ”

"Wild Hunt?"

The pirates around had been speculating about the origin of this kid who had killed Redbeard and seemed to have some secret relationship with his princess.

Hearing this title that has been thunderous recently, I suddenly connected many things that I didn't understand before.

They emptied the dungeons and dragged the Free Pirates, Trading Companies, and Groups into the water.

Naturally, I understand the role that [Wild Hunt] plays in this plan.

Moreover, the credit for his efforts in solving Redbeard alone is fully worthy of this ship's bow, and there is no objection now.

Byron turned his head to see Violet winking at herself, her big bright eyes.

Realizing that this is her reputation among several cronies and pirates.

It's just a superficial taste, and there is a layer of [Wild Hunt] vest in the middle, and Byron Lancaster's true identity is a little secret between the two of them.

Byron was originally prepared to have a good relationship with the largest pirate force in the Old World, and he was also happy to befriend these high-level Wanmin who had common enemies and fought side by side.

Nodding to them, he generously accepted Violet's gift.

"Then I'll be disrespectful, Miss Artist."

And that's not all.

Byron's ears rang a distant bell, three times in a row.

This is not an illusion.

Rather, he had already reached the legendary level of 19 (chapter 73), and finally reached the threshold of 20 at this moment, gaining the recognition of the Silver Law.

Just like the Child Guard's [Immortal Body], he has a transcendent ability that is unique to him.

- Hunting Legion!

"Legend has it that the Wild Hunt is never a single person, but an army.

Led by the King of the Wild Hunt and riding black warhorses, they appeared in groups, heavily armed and armed with swords carrying lightning storms.

Anything that stands in their way, whatever is in their way, will be completely destroyed.

Everywhere you go, it brings storms, wars, and death!

Effect: Every enemy you kill by your own hands will have a trace of their spirituality stripped of their spirits, turned into ghosts, and joined the Hunting Legion under your command.

The stronger the strength in life, the stronger the fear you create for him, and the stronger the bonus you will give you after death.

The current cap is 20 people.

If you sacrifice the entire Hunt Legion you have collected at once, you can summon a Ghost Warhorse and the full armament of the Hunt to become the mythical Hunt Knight.

It is also like walking on the ground on the sea, and it is not a problem to kill the enemy by jumping over the ranks.

As the legend and influence increase, the title's abilities can continue to grow.

The next time you upgrade, you need to reach 25 Legendary. ”

The power of the Silver Law came out of thin air and poured into Byron's shadow.

Two hounds also sounded in his heart, one loud and one dark, which was the pet of the legendary king of the wild hunt, specially for him to warn and open the way.

"Compared to the [Pirate Battle Banner] where second-order pirates can concentrate the power of their subordinates, they have their own merits.

It takes a lot of combat to test the kicker effect.

Killing the enemy will make you stronger, but it complements [Storm Knight] and my future pirate career, and there may be unexpected changes when you cooperate. ”

Outside of [Rock Sheep Footsteps], [Swordsmanship Mastery], and [Mounting].

Byron had truly gained the offensive supernatural abilities in the first sequence, and he was even more excited than getting the bow statue.

I can't wait to kill an enemy right away and try my hand.

At this time, the alarm bell on the island suddenly sounded.

It was the [Pirate Code] that had shrouded here for thousands of years, warning the people of the bay.

Immediately, the white fog that had shrouded Iron Anchor Bay all year round also began to roll violently, as if some behemoth was passing through it.

Everyone turned their heads to look south.

One of the third-order [navigators] among the Bay Folk Pirates, who is also the leader of all the Gatekeepers of Iron Anchor Bay, his face changed.

His eyes instantly became hollow and distant, as if he had seen something that he could not see, and he said to Violet hurriedly:

"Your Highness, the outer mystery of the spiritual level of Iron Anchor Bay has been broken.

The second layer, the third layer, the law can't stop it at all, so quickly, that thing comes in! ”

Then, a month later, Byron heard the disgusting flute again (ch. 2).

and the lingering smell of horrible fish.

It's like you're back on that nightmarish stormy night.

"That's right, that's it!"

His fists were clenched, the green tendons on the back of his hands bulged, and it took all his strength to restrain the brainless urge to draw a gun and shoot.

Violet, who was the only one who knew Byron's true identity and his experience, immediately noticed his anomaly.

He stepped forward and grabbed one of his hands tightly.

There were no unnourishing words of comfort, but the firmness of standing with the last Lancaster was unmistakable.

Shouldn't the Orphans Alliance huddle together for warmth?

Byron's eyes widened, staring at a messy shadow in the water in front of him.

One second, two seconds

The shadow that had been firmly extending to the bay people's settlement seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, it scurried around like a headless fly, and at once enveloped the entire Iron Anchor Bay.

Pull suddenly!

However, there is no pull