Chapter Eighty-Seven: Fishing Doesn't Succeed but Gets Fished
At this moment, Byron, who was standing on the bow of the [Flame Rose], staring at a large black shadow at the bottom of the sea, did not feel the despair and powerlessness like the last time.
As it dragged, the brain was only slightly dizzy and immediately regained consciousness.
It is impossible to talk about suicide being controlled by an attack launched from a dream by a "natural disaster", or having a severe blow to consciousness.
On the contrary, I feel very down-to-earth from the bottom of my heart.
It was as if before the storm came, the ship had been anchored in a sheltered harbor in advance, and it was as if it had been relied on.
Looking back at the other mortal pirates around him, he found that the most serious one was just a drop of his head, as if he had accidentally dozed off.
It only took a few breaths before and after he woke up again.
Although there is no further view of the Bay Residents' settlements, judging by the commotion that quickly subsided, the civilians should not be a big deal.
"It's really blocked!"
Even though Byron was very sure in his heart, he finally breathed a sigh of relief until he confirmed the results in front of him.
Now that the first amulet has taken effect.
There is no need to bother with the second amulet Redbeard, which is about to die, and the third amulet "Use the entry [History Reviser] to extract the Holy Relic".
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something.
Hurriedly sank into a state of deep meditation and returned to his own lighthouse in the spiritual world.
The nearby giant lighthouse, which had last been dragged down the black sea, now had a lone pedestal, proving that the Child Guards once existed.
Behind Byron, there is still the vast archipelago and continent composed of countless islands under the shroud of the [Silver Law].
Like the Mediterranean Sea, they are surrounded by a pool of crystal clear water.
In the water are countless dense points of light, representing countless mortals in the entire human race who have not achieved spiritual sublimation.
It was from there that Byron had transcended the mundane a month earlier.
On the left and right sides of the coastline, there are lighthouses that look like stars.
The light they emitted illuminated a pitch-black sea nearby.
Here Byron clearly saw a large shadow like aquatic plants suddenly gushing out of the bottom of the water, which was entangled in countless lighthouses, towers and even islands around him, including his own lighthouse.
It belonged to the Bay Folk pirates, the civilians, all the pirate groups and bounty hunters throughout the North Sea
Slaves from all over the world, black market merchants large and small, legal and illegal trading companies, various organizations and groups, multinational spies, black gloves
And most importantly, Valhalla, which carries the Valhalla where the Bay people come from and where they return, and perhaps the thickest [anchor] in the world!
It seems to be just a small iron anchor bay.
But this is the center of black market trade in the entire Old World, and there are definitely enough and mixed groups stationed here.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it symbolizes the gray area of the entire North Sea region.
When everyone is marked, it means that they are not tagged.
The "natural disaster" was at a loss, and even the entire island anchoring Valhalla dared to stuff it into its mouth, but accidentally kicked it on the iron plate.
Now Byron is no longer a person.
He's not alone!
In front of him, the black shadow made another gesture of accumulating and pulling.
Two pulls! Didn't pull.
Pull again! Still no pull.
It can't be pulled, it can't be pulled at all.
That scourge was completely devoid of the ease and unstoppable that it had when it destroyed the entire Lancaster family and killed [Child Guardian] Dennis.
At this point, Byron also completely put a hanging heart back into his stomach.
The scene in front of him also confirmed one of his conjectures.
"From my point of view, the foundation of the [Silver Law] is essentially the 'collective subconscious' of the entire human race.
The world is filled with essentia tides that are raging, chaotic, and full of unknown dangers (chapter 17) that come from the spiritual world.
Outside the known world, I don't know how many dark creatures, degenerates, evil spirits, and the most grotesque evil sects are hidden.
Whether or not the Silver Law was built by the Creator, it connects the spirituality of all human beings throughout the ages, forming a spiritual dam that protects the entire human race. ”
"Moreover, every collective in human beings: religion, state, nation, guild, community will automatically build a 'local area network'.
Form an archipelago or a piece of land in the spiritual world.
Then the big net covers the small net, trying to stabilize everyone in this dangerous world.
Lancaster may be strong enough.
But not only could the people of Hattings not be forcibly bound because of the 'king under the law', but there was also a House of York that took away part of the authority.
In addition, the uncle's mental state is worrying, and if the [Magna Carta] is about to leave, at most the size of a top noble family at the time of the onset.
It's completely incomparable to the entire Iron Anchor Bay. ”
After seeing first-hand how the "natural disaster" works in the spiritual world, Byron also gained a new understanding of the strange fatwa issued by the church.
- All believers can only choose one of the 65 male and 48 female names in the Gospel of Creation as the name of their children.
"Behind every seemingly outrageous regulation, there must be an even more outrageous reason."
This shows that the church has been aware of this problem for a long time, and society as a whole is trying to reinforce this collective concept.
After all, all the namesakes are another form of collective.
If you only have one name in your hands, no matter how powerful the demon is, you can't succeed in cursing anyone.
Just like if the poison that seals the throat with blood drops into the sea, it can't poison any small shrimp.
Perhaps the existence beyond the specifications is still invincible, and the individual human being is still insignificant in front of it.
But when Byron found a way to deal with it from the experience of his predecessors, he saw the possibility of conquering the unknown, and he was no longer at ease.
Soon, his consciousness returned to the real world.
Discovering the unknown existence did not retreat, even if it bit something that could not be swallowed, it refused to let go.
It seems that there is no biological self-awareness and normal mind at all, and only acts according to instinct.
"Your Highness, gentlemen, I think you should take a look at this."
The third-order [Navigator] spoke again, and raised a pilot whale oil lantern in his hand, projecting a warm light in front of everyone.
In the light, there was an appearance beyond the lock.
"That's the Strait Fleet?"
But I saw that in the layers of waves, a huge second-class battleship took the lead, and in a completely involuntary attitude, it galloped straight towards the Iron Anchor Bay.
Behind him were dozens of warships, large and small.
If you open the [Spiritual Vision], you will see that the entire fleet seems to have opened a chain of iron cables, connected by the power of the law into a whole.
The action of force is all mutual.
The thing they brought, when wrestling with Iron Anchor Bay, was caught instead of fishing.
Instead of pulling the Wanmin into a dream and letting it rub it flat and round at will, it dragged the fleet over stiffly.
As time went by, it even came within the range of the coastal defense fortress guns!
Violet's sapphire-like eyes instantly lit up with a raging fire, and she raised her right hand with the [Whalebone Seal] high.
The crisp command sound mixed with boundless bloody gas resounded throughout the port:
"In my capacity as Acting Overseer, I order: Iron Anchor Bay to enter a state of war, and enforce temporary control.
No one is allowed to go out, and no unrelated person among the pirates is allowed to disembark or leave the anchorage.
The combatants of Iron Anchor Bay entered their respective combat posts, and opened the third-level authority to each fortress artillery group, so that they could observe the enemy situation through the fog.
Guests are coming, give me a good greeting to them! ”
"Roaring ——!"
The Lost Locks that are now connected to the [Pirate Code] have not been stolen by the inner ghosts, and they are not afraid of any frontal attack by the navy at all.
Soon, the hundreds of fortress guns arranged on the periphery of the harbor adjusted their firing angles and aimed at the Strait Fleet outside the harbor.
"Fire! Beat them up! ”
Violet, who finally raised her eyebrows, waved her hand suddenly.
Boom Boom
Countless lines of fire were like angry dragons, intertwined into a tight network of fire, completely enveloping the strait fleet that had been clustered together, and had not even had time to open the battle line.
The advantage of shore defense fortress guns over naval guns and battleships is much greater.
No matter how small the land is, there is far more room for maneuvering than a battleship, and you can use the scorching bomb calmly without worrying about accidentally causing a martyrdom;
The target size of the shore defense artillery is only one thousandth the size of a battleship, and even if the [gunnery expert] wants to hit it, it will be extremely difficult;
The solid land has no bumps at sea, which greatly improves the accuracy of the fortress cannons
On top of that, the main gun of the second-class battleship was only 32 pounds, but the largest fortress gun in Iron Anchor Bay reached an astonishing 68 pounds.
This thing is really going to be damn!