Chapter 339: Did We Break the Heavenly Rules? It's all an illusion!
When the armies from all walks of life under the banner of "Father of Medicine" gathered one after another, picking up all kinds of wild advanced equipment and rushing to Tayapan.
Byron himself slowly returned from the International Port to the nearest Riptide Fortress to the battlefield.
didn't run to join in the excitement for the first time, but found Violet, the "other wing" who was also working at the desk.
Her diligence in government affairs is not inferior to that of Catherine.
For the governor of Rapids Harbor and the chief engineer of the major factories, sending envoys to rejuvenate the teachers and ask for guilt was only one of the many tasks at hand, and the work in hand could never be completed.
Sometimes she longed to be able to split herself in half, or if there was a reliable doppelganger technique available in all kinds of black witchcraft.
He even brought back the fourth-tier ship [Flame Rose], which had been wandering all along, and turned the elite of the bayfolk under his pirate overseer as a strong man.
Women are men's servants, and men are cattle servants.
Just rushing to this momentum, those who don't know still think that this industry is surnamed Harold.
Over time.
Even if the authorities were obsessed, the well-informed personnel of the various units in the colony gradually became famous.
The whole territory gradually formed civilian, commercial, and financial personnel close to Catherine; R&D, military, military, and pirate personnel are close to Violet's general pattern.
"Miss, the work is not finished, don't be tired.
Come, take a break, and watch a good show with me. β
The silver-haired girl with tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of her nose glanced at the shopkeeper angrily, but the meaning in her eyes made him feel clearly:
"Who am I doing all this work for? Are you embarrassed to say cool things here? β
And, do you hear this is speaking in human terms?
The undead of the Edge of the World, who are working overtime collectively to supply the financial street, are crying.
But she put down her work anyway, sat shoulder to shoulder with Byron on the sofa in the corner of the study, and naturally picked up a bag of butter popcorn.
I fed one to Byron's mouth.
Syllable!
The latter snapped his fingers, and the golden law descended on Violet's simple and neat study.
A huge three-dimensional sand table map is displayed.
Relying on the belief in the [Father of Healing] in each team, points of light appeared one after another on the vast map surrounding Tayapan.
The Golden Law temporarily opens up access to the leaders and guides of each team, allowing them to communicate with each other at the large corps level.
The proportion of transcendents in the coalition is extremely high, and it can fully compensate for the disadvantage in coordination.
The "wild guides" in the team are still reporting on the progress of the march.
"The city of Picomosi, 300 personnel, 10 kilometers northwest of Tayapan."
"Pokoman City, 450 personnel, 17 kilometers from the west gate of Tayapan."
"Uspantek City, 220 personnel, 5 kilometers from the southern gate of Tayapan."
"The city of Kakchikel, personnel 340, has arrived at the designated position, artillery positions are being arranged"
"The city of Ketche and the city of Chutuhir met unexpectedly, but everyone is a believer in the [Father of Medicine], and their own people do not fight their own people in the war of glory.
The identity of the believer is more intimate than that of the Taya. β
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This was the first joint action of the believers of the [Father of Medicine], but it allowed Byron to see the majestic vitality of such an initiative.
Nodding again and again: "It's a good start." β
You must know that the collective subconscious of the Old World can be integrated precisely because of the common belief of all countries and groups in the Creator.
The previously glorious Taya civilization tried something similar.
Using thirteen crystal skeletons, which are also the thirteen great kings/gods of the past, as a medium, all the tribes in the entire empire are united into a whole through civilization inheritance and blood sacrifices.
It's a pity that in the end, it seems that it was because of the intervention of some old gods.
Now, the island of YucatΓ‘n finally has a unified golden law that covers both empires.
Use a huge legal net to connect the scattered dots into a line and form a net.
Sooner or later, it can be forged into a spiritual dam that guards the entire race, replicating the vast spiritual continent like the Old World.
Byron's economic colonization led by the Franchise Covenant and the unification of the faith led by the Father of Medicine have proven the viability of this plan.
If this continues, it won't be long before the faith network unified by the [Father of Healing] can greatly increase the strength of the Golden Law, and there is no need to sacrifice any more natural spirits.
Naturally, the war of glory that has lasted for thousands of years will be completely ended.
A great contribution to the entire Tylenol indigenous community.
Of course, this net is also one of the main fishing lines that Byron plans to take to the city of Luoyang.
Whoever dares to stand in his way will all die!
Taking advantage of the march of all sides, the kung fu of assembling outside the city of Tayapan.
Byron didn't forget to inscribe the [curse seal] that fell today to Violet to make up for it.
"Come, Miss, open your mouth, ah~"
The six spell mark positions required by the number 666 are the left foot, the base of the tongue, and the most important first cervical vertebra, the "atlas", also called "Atlas".
After discussing with each other, the two of them chose the base of the tongue as the place where the fourth spell seal would stay.
The nature of [Transmutation Blood] is good at changing, and the Daredevil Prince's blood is more effective, which is most conducive to her casting the "Calamity Spell".
Violet shyly pinched the corners of her clothes and took several deep breaths before closing her sapphire eyes, raising her snow-white soft neck, and trying to open her cherry-colored lips.
Byron looked at the tip of the girl's pink tongue, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and he couldn't stand it in his heart.
Turn on the "flow" to forcibly suppress Qi Nian, and command her posture to adjust slightly.
"A little lower."
"Stretch out a little more."
Hiss!
Immediately, Violet only felt a pain at the base of her tongue, and heard Byron announce, "All right, it's done." β
When I opened my eyes and looked in the mirror, I was sure to complete the inscription in an instant.
But after Byron became the Daredevil Prince, his control over blood was already extraordinary.
There is no need to use a tattoo needle, and a scarlet blood line is directly controlled, and in the blink of an eye, a magnificent red curse mark like "agave" is tattooed on the tongue.
- [Clever words].
With the power of the Blood of Transmutation, Violet's tongue, throat, and vocal cords are more flexible.
It even changes its form to a certain extent, mimicking the vocal organs of the "Dragon Language", greatly increasing the power of the [Calamity Curse].
I just don't know if they will have a chance to play today
In the middle of the night, a turmoil in Tayapan had settled.
The five-colored demon dragon, which is also the depraved incarnation of the [Celestial] Itsumna, retracted back into the crystal skull.
The temple was already full of half-human, half-dragon monsters, blue, green, red, black, and white.
Even the main guards in the city-state were polluted together, and not a single one was left behind.
The filthy aura even spread to the entire city-state centered on the pyramid, pulling all the citizens into the water together.
Only at the entrance of the temple remained a pool of blood, symbolizing the last resistance.
That's the former Falcon Alvin.
The Skin-Worn Man is not the same as a real dragon lizard warrior after all.
After being hit by the dragon's breath, the strength of the active human skin on his body was greatly enhanced, and he instantly deteriorated into a man-eating [cursed thing], and began to eat against Alvin, a skin-covered man with an under-rank.
He was a dead man, and he was not afraid of death, so he simply turned into a suicide bomber and detonated himself on the spot, taking away a circle of dragon lizard warriors around him by the way.
Only the soul escaped, and the [Wild Hunt Minions] were stripped of their personality and abandoned by Byron to Edward on the edge of the world.
If you are angry, you may be able to return as a "trickster" or something, and there is a possibility that you will be one step closer, and if you don't fight for it, you may sink from now on.
[Curling Nose King] thought that this samurai had a strong heart, and he didn't want to become a monster even if he died, so he didn't think much else.
But to the patriarch of the small tribe, he said:
"Lakamha, the best bully in this world is an honest person.
Tomorrow at dawn, I will ask you to see Mr. Sea Hunter, and you will whip yourself as hard as possible.
A good person like him is absolutely embarrassed to attack you, and he will definitely relented to stop you from harming yourself.
When the time comes, we will rush up and dismantle him on the spot! β
"Yes, Your Majesty, I promise to complete the mission."
However, just as the curled nose Wang Zhi triumphantly ordered the soldiers to reopen the temple gate.
"Your Majesty, something is wrong!"
The henchmen who had been arranged in advance outside rushed in with a crawl.
The Curling Nose King's face changed, and he scolded: "What are you panicking about, I'm not dead yet!" β
The henchman couldn't help but howl miserably:
"Enemy attack, ββ!"
"What?"
The Curlsed King and the Great Shaman rushed out of the temple together, standing at the highest point in the city and looking out of the city-state.
In front of the gate, on the Candelaria River, which was already as wide as a lake as the water rose during the rainy season, a long fiery dragon meandered in it.
That's an untold number of pirate ships.
In the rainy season, the river is exceptionally wide, not to mention pirate ships, even the main battleships can easily drive in.
At the same time, the surrounding land is already dotted with artillery positions.
The Great Shaman muttered in disbelief:
"Have we broken the rules of heaven? Why did even the Azks come all the way to fight us?
No, hallucination, this must be an illusion. β
"Fire!"
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
He was answered only by the loud roar of artillery.
With the blessing of Byron's [Great Good Man Aura], a side effect of "Lack of Firepower Phobia", the "Wild Arsenal" is fully equipped.
The flames of countless cannon ports suddenly lit up the entire night sky, and the city gate was like a piece of paper that broke down in an instant.