Flesh and blood are weak!

As a biological weapon, no matter how strong the flesh giants were, they could hardly compete with the iron lumps that accelerated to hundreds of meters per second.

One by one, the "manual guided projectiles" cut a perfect arc in the sky, accurately hitting the huge flesh giant.

Boom!

The effect was even more tragic than a human being slashed with a sawtooth butcher's knife, and their entire upper body was instantly flattened, exploding a large area of stinky blood mist.

Blood and entrails flowed all over the ground.

Even if it is protected by cursed gold coins, it is impossible to put it back together again after a while.

Not to mention that a single gold coin is blown away by a cannonball.

The Governor's Guard, who was hit, exploded on the spot, and there was no difference between hiding the gold coins in their mouths and their intestines.

Only a very small number of spiritually sensitive transcendents can predict the trajectory of the shell in advance and try their best to dodge to finally pick up a small life.

A single volley completely shreds the "wish" that "Faust Pact" fulfilled for Velasquez.

Take advantage of the fact that the Storm Elves make cameo appearances as gunners and cannonballs at the same time, and start "hey, hey, hey" reloading.

Byron shook the spear in his hand:

"Mr. Governor, you are surrounded, surrender."

A gloomy cold snort came from the dissipating blood mist:

"Hmph, that's wrong, you're the one who is surrounded!"

Realizing that the "Faust Pact" in his hand, which is comparable to the Wishing Machine of Jane, is not omnipotent, Velázquez finally gave up his illusions completely and once again opened the hole cards at the bottom of the box.

A golden card shot out.

A vast illusory balance manifests in the air.

Just as Byron was waiting for this unknown method, he saw that the balance had crossed over him and fell on Violet's head.

The [Logbook] also reads the ability of this balance at the same time.

"Governing the scales, rules: according to the level of secular status, the subordination of both sides is compulsorily determined.

The higher status enjoys complete dominion over the lower status, and can exercise three absolute orders against him, except for suicide, for a period of one day. ”

Suddenly his face was strange.

At the very beginning of the encounter between the two sides, he realized that something was wrong with the quasi-sword saint Herman, who was supposed to be part of the Church's hunting force.

The Church may have made some deal with the Kingdom of Colora, which had always supported their traditionalists.

But Herman was a little too active in protecting Velasquez, and the dead were just that.

The root lies in this ruling scale.

"However, you really have some choices for this dominant object."

Under the illusory balance of domination, Velázquez smiled triumphantly:

"Hahaha, the ruling scales I borrowed from the church are loyal supporters of kingship, allowing the higher in secular status to gain the dominance of the lower.

Do you think my target is you?

Am I a deaf and blind fool?

Am I not realizing until now that you and the skeleton next to you are actually storm riders who can ride the storm?

The two of you are not pirates at all, but people from the 'Storm Knights' of the Kingdom of Hattings! ”

The blood mist in front of him gradually dissipated, revealing the smug appearance of Velasquez on the backs of his hands, and the victory was in his hands.

"I have the best spies in the entire Bantaan Islands, and many of the secrets at sea that I think are secret cannot escape my eyes.

After the destruction of the Red Rose, most of the surviving members of the Storm Knights were the sons of the great nobles of the Lancastrian Party.

Most of the eldest sons were employed as lawyers, and many of the younger sons were employed as Storm Knights.

I know that a considerable part of you, the remnants of the Lancastrian Party, have fled to the Iris colony after being driven out of the Kingdom of Heights by the Yorkists.

plus the famous [chameleon] Jacqueline next to her, who is the granddaughter of the Iris King [Victory King] Charles VII.

All you need is basic reasoning skills to easily know the truth.

There is only one answer, and that is that the humble sea hunters have long since died at your hands.

Beneath that sea hunter's face must be hiding another person!

Since you had a strength close to the third order when you were defeated at the beginning, are you a former marquis, or the heir to a duke?

I knew there was a risk, but how could I make that kind of low-level mistake?

But just a little change to a goal, but it's foolproof! ”

Jacqueline was dumbfounded when she heard this, and blurted out:

"How did you know about our Iris' plans?"

This man is worthy of being a veteran politician, and he is familiar with intrigue and intrigues.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a little accident in the middle, his speculation would be 100% correct.

The Iris royal family and the anti-thieves of the Lancaster Party, who felt like a strange thing, had indeed planned it this way.

Kill "Byron Tudor" to take over his forces, install his own people, and wait for the opportunity to move.

This is also the most reasonable and most in line with the perception of others.

This world class is seriously entrenched.

A nobody from humble beginnings like the Sea Hunter can't do great things.

But if there is a big force with a reputation for acting in his skin, it makes perfect sense.

But the point is, they haven't had time to do it yet!

Velázquez saw Jacqueline's surprised reaction and was secretly proud of his reasoning ability.

"That craftsman, you bombard him for me"

But the next moment, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Wait, what's going on?"

Because he was shocked to see that the [Dominating Scale] above his head actually descended towards the opposite side, which meant that the girl on the other side weighed more heavily than him.

Velasquez's face changed miserably, and he waved his hands in vain:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!

I am the Governor of Havana, the royal colony of Castile, and my ancestors were the first pirate colonists to reach the Bantaan Islands.

Among the magnates of the Old World, who would run to such a place where birds don't poop except for the lost dogs of the Lancastrian Party?

Or a woman?

In the intelligence, there are no other outstanding female members of the Lancaster Party except for the [Mithril Dragon] who is suspected to have reached the third order.

Who would dare to be more noble than me as a mere woman?!! ”

Violet stood there, playing with her head, without moving.

To say that all the traditional Northland Gulfers who rule Iron Anchor Bay, as well as most of the pirates in the North Sea, the Pirate Overseer and the Princesses of the Northlanders, are of course wanted by the Church.

Wanted warrants and portraits are all over the sea.

But after she tortured [Blue-Haired] Barbarossa Hairing, she reverted back to her bookish scholar.

Nothing stands out but is pretty.

For an old politician like Velasquez who struggled to find supreme power.

Extrapolating from the common sense he knew, how could he have thought that a top elite would be willing to give up the power in their hands and come all the way to this ghost place full of criminals, bankrupts, and pirates, just to work for a group of lost dogs?

Figure what? What the hell is going on?!

No one answered Velasquez's question.

A pair of phantoms of golden scales quietly appeared in his eyes, which had been successfully dominated by Violet.

"Mr. Velasquez, please give me all the pawn contracts you have on you, as well as the ability to defraud others."

The latter obediently handed over the hundreds of cards in his hand that contained the last right to use the scales.

Among them, the most valuable is undoubtedly the [Domination Scale], and the [Shadow Spell] that has reached the level of a third-order great wizard!

These capabilities can all be used to buy and sell transactions.

As long as it is given to his subordinates, it is easy to harvest a third-order combat power, of course, the premise is that there must be a strong enough anchor to carry this power.

Herman, who was next to him, also gave up his resistance under indirect orders, and was chained by [Guardian Knight] Bruch with a magic stone lock.

Because of the unexpected unfolding of the dominant scales, Byron and his party were spared a major battle, and the last enemies were all taken.

Andrew, the skeleton knight who died during the last expedition, was in a dream:

"Treasure Island and all the gold, silver and jewels on the island belong to us already?"

It's like answering his question.

"Got it~Got it~"

A loud cicada chirp came from within the crack in the world, and instantly spread throughout the entire island.

It's time for Mammon to eat!