The entry "Why do you engrave your name on my pipe" effect: "As long as you say this sentence to the owner of the thing openly, you can forcibly take the thing and take possession of it forever."

Then not only the physical acquisition, but also the occult ownership will be inherited. ”

As long as the governor of Havana, Velasquez, is killed, the other half of the contract will still be Byron's.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have torn so neatly in the first place.

Boom——!

With a loud bang, after losing its owner, the lighthouse, which was already rapidly weathering and collapsing, was blasted by Byron's arrow.

The entire upper part collapsed with a "boom".

This arrow was comparable to the shelling of a six-pounder cannon, far more powerful than the original Storm Tomahawk.

Of course, the consumption is not small, and he is reluctant to use more.

At the same time, the grotesques of the surrounding half-humans, half-cicadas also poured towards them, outsiders.

In time, Velázquez drove the flame-spewing bone-spewing horse and carried Herman from the top of the blasting tower.

Resisting the bullet-like rubble, he rushed back to the opposite side of the crack.

The Sea of Essentia was too dangerous, and he didn't want to use it as a battlefield.

As soon as he landed, he waved the black "Faust Contract" in his hand to mobilize the authority in the labyrinth.

Click!

As the sound of the lighter box was lit, a maid appeared in the light of the fire and saluted him respectfully:

"Master, please command."

"Gather my troops and teleport all the Governor's Guards under my command who are still on the second tier here!"

"Yes, master."

The Faustian Pact is somewhat similar to the Law Network, and within the labyrinth of the Treasure Cave is its domain, which can achieve all kinds of magical abilities.

In the blink of an eye, a group of soldiers of the Doge's Guard, who were still fighting Scrooge on the second floor, were teleported here by the maid.

The shadows beneath Belasquez's feet sprouted palms and swam on the ground like snakes, forcibly snatching the gold skulls from the necks of the insects by the lake.

It was distributed to its own soldiers as soon as possible.

Byron and Violet followed, rushing out of the rift in the world with a gust of wind.

With a snap of his fingers, he summoned an elegant and intellectual butler maid and ordered her to teleport Andrew and Bruch and the pirate officers on the second floor to this place.

He also did not forget to release the fifty elite marines who had been staying in the overseas development order.

With a wave of his hand, the [Storm Aura] in his palm erupted:

"Command the Storm Elf!"

On the third floor of the labyrinth, winged blue storm spirits jumped out of the air one after another.

Flapping his little wings, he pulled out [Azk's Cursed Gold Coins] from the messy treasures everywhere, and threw them into the hands of every Marine and several pirate officers.

The moment they came into contact with the cursed gold coin, the pirates' living aura was swept away.

His skin was pale, his hair was withered, his eyes were dark, and his eyes shone with a cold green glow.

In an instant, he was transformed into a truly complete "living dead"!

At this moment, they are forcibly locked between life and death, immune to all physical attacks, and only higher-level supernatural abilities or demonic weapons can break this state.

Any external injuries on their bodies will be restored as soon as they are illuminated by the moonlight, and they can turn back into normal people by placing the gold coins in the treasure chest.

"Deathwing, I'm invincible!"

Led by the Bendfolk Berserker Eight Fingers and the Gunnerner's Expert, Wyandott, they strode toward the Governor's Guard, which was also alive and dead.

With the blessing of the Cursed Gold, Byron's Guards are now the "Deathwings" that can truly match the heroic class.

Behind him, the singer Jacqueline sang the war song exclusive to the Wanmin:

"The jackdaw swept over my vast territory;

War songs, legends, everything is destined;

I am a shield and a spear;

Sharing weal and woe, plundering mortal enemies"

"The Call of Valhalla" was originally a funeral march, but at this moment, it appropriately put a scarlet circle of light on these living dead.

Strength and speed increase suddenly.

"Fire!"

Far better than the ordinary flintlock pistol in the opponent's hand, the "deck cleaning machine" was the first to spew flames, and the smoke of gunpowder was filled with steel balls.

The Governor's Guard, which was of equal numbers on the opposite side, was not a waste either, and immediately lined up and fired back.

From time to time, people on both sides will fall, but soon they will get back up again with a lot of holes.

Even if the beaten intestines are rotten and their eyeballs are flying, it will not affect their combat effectiveness at all.

Only when the projectile accidentally hits the gold coin, leaving the power of the curse from the body, will it die on the spot.

"Get on the bayonet!"

Especially when the Byronic side was close enough to the enemy, equipped the deck cleaning machine with bayonets, put on a three-three formation, and started a fierce white-knuckle battle without fear of death.

No matter how effective the killing efficiency is, the balance of victory still begins to shift with the help of advanced weapons and tactics.

"Uncle, help me hold Herman back."

"Leave it to me."

Andrew, the skeleton knight, immediately set off a bitter wind and pounced on Herman, the swordsman of Dubl, on the opposite side.

After becoming an undead creature, the nature of the Storm Admiral's abilities also seemed to shift slightly.

It is also unknown whether he will receive the title of [Deathstorm] in the future.

Byron himself summoned the Hunt Knight again to complete his transformation.

At this time, he had already reached the third order himself.

There is no longer a three-minute limit when transforming, and he can always maintain the state of Hunt Knight with a full set of knight equipment for as long as he wants.

Of course, if you want to get additional ability amplification, the rules must be the same, you need to burn a certain number of undead squires of the same level to fight across tiers.

Not only that, but with Byron's promotion to the third order, the compatibility between the titles of [Storm Knight] and [Wild Hunt] is getting higher and higher.

The size of the war horse alone has swelled violently, with a shoulder height of more than two meters, and with the heavy armor of the whole body, it is already comparable to a heavy chariot.

Stride charge, horses' hooves burn, and the storm follows.

According to the legend of the Bay People, the wild hunt is a group of ghostly hunters who chase their prey with all will, and no one is immune to them.

It will surely disappear without a trace in this world.

The appearance of Wild Hunt also heralds natural disasters: wars, storms, and plagues.

An incomparable match for Byron, the Storm Admiral and the father of immunology.

Of course, it is not excluded that the ancestors of the Lancaster family were inspired by wild hunting when they created the profession of pirates.

Da! Da! Da!

As the ghost horse rode through the wind, Byron leveled the knight's spear in his hand and charged for the first time like a true knight of the Middle Ages.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead, I'll play with you a little."

The Governor of Havana, with several cards in his hand, has absolute confidence in controlling the situation.

It's just that I am reluctant to waste my trick of pressing the bottom of the box before I can do anything.

As soon as he stomped his right foot, the shadow under his feet instantly covered his body, completely enveloping him.

This time, Velasquez chose the complete combination of the [Tarsal God] and completely transformed into the terrifying appearance of the cursed spirit.

With a terrifying skull in the form of a white skull, a ghostly fire in his eyes, a dirty deerskin robe, and an obsidian spear in his hand, he also charged Byron on a boneless horse.

The vassals of both sides have all become the living dead, and the lords of both sides have all become alternative "death knights".

The murderous and dead aura of both sides made the monkeys around the blood lake subconsciously hold their breath and dare not make any sound.

When the ——!

The two riders passed sideways, knight's spear and obsidian spear sparkling.

Between the lightning and flint, there was no doubt that Byron's [Secret Sword Technique: Fingertip Spear] was superior, and it pierced Velasquez's heart.

However, just by breathing, shadows surged, and the immortal body of the tarsal god repaired his body again.

"Hahaha, who can kill me?"

Velasquez laughed three times, and continued to turn around and charge without dodging.

He can fail countless times, but it only takes one hit to win Byron.

And at the moment of contact, Byron also read the information on him.

The brows eased, and the corners of his mouth sneered:

"Immortal?

If your immortal form were the same as Edward the Redbeard, or Kolaskin the Bone-Eating Clown, I might not be able to do anything about you.

But who made the source of your power the tarsal god?

Would it be difficult to break the immortal body of the tarsal god, or more precisely, the 'god of death' from the Azk Empire, Apche? ”

He raised his hand to catch the [Cursed Thing: Shaman Mask] thrown by Bruch, and turned his head to put it on his face.

"Activate the ability one [Symbol of the Gods], now, I am the god of death Apche!"