Inside the foggy celestial circulation, two three-masted galleons flying the flags of the Kingdom of Hattings and the Kingdom of Castile swaggered side by side.

This kind of scene of two sworn enemies walking together, not to mention in the dangerous celestial circulation, is rare even in the Old World.

In addition, there is also a large sea monster [Ancient Fossil Fish] wearing hard and heavy armor and mastering a certain teleportation ability like the [Fiddler Crab].

As the big fish opens its mouth from time to time, you can clearly see a large white insect in the shape of a human in place of its tongue, living with it, which is very curious.

This bug is none other than the great wizard of the Blood thirsty Order who invented the stingless fish [Sea Lice].

During the promotion ceremony [Heart of the Swarm], the anchored insect body is the "Shrinking Head Fish Luse".

This parasite can enter the mouth of a fish by invading their gills, feed on the blood in the fish's tongue, and eventually take the place of the fish's tongue and live in symbiosis with it.

Don't look at his appearance is a little strange, but if you want to talk about individual combat effectiveness in the sea, no one in the entire Order is his opponent.

Since he is the number one thug in the order, the identity of the two sailing ships above his head is also obvious.

It was after being strongly "acquired" by Mr. Byron Tudor that he rushed to follow his bloodthirsty order and the Skinning Church of the double high priest.

They each cooperated with Hattings and Castile, and they all had legal identities as cover, and of course they used the flags of both countries when they went out.

This trip organized by the two dark wizards, except for a few people who stayed behind in the Holy Land, was almost out of the nest.

In total, there were a total of fourteen third-order great wizards, and even the [Fairy] Regrell was among them.

Byron had already informed them that the safety window would not end until July 3, and that it was only daylight on July 1, and they still had plenty of time.

While the two groups of dark wizards were on their way at full speed, they did not forget to hold several academic exchange seminars.

They soon discovered that the two books "Genetics" and "Modern Medicine" had a lot in common, but one was more microscopic and the other was macroscopic.

It's all about making flesh and blood better.

Everyone felt that they had gained a lot, and they couldn't wait to catch someone on the spot to experiment, combining theory with practice.

It's a pity that their current high priest, Mr. Byron, is a great good man with the aura of a saint, and the dark wizards will not dare to kill innocents as they did in the past.

Another academic exchange that only stayed on paper came to an end, and Robert Riston, the former high priest of the Peeling Church, exclaimed:

Although I don't know what the example given by the High Priest in the textbook is: what is meant by the four ways in which the character 'fennel' is written.

But I completely understood the medical knowledge written later, and there are five ways to make anatomical specimens:

Specimen antiseptic fixation method; cross-sectional dissection method; vascular perfusion techniques; lymphatic perfusion method; There's also the digital 'visual person' approach.

But in order to collect enough data to support medical teaching and lay the foundation of modern medicine, the number of specimens needed is not small.

The biggest problem now holding back the practice of medicine is the lack of volunteers.

I now want to make rules and regulations so that if future medical students bring their own corpses to school, they can offset most of the tuition fees. ”

[Lady Leech] also nodded in agreement:

"Our human mushroom experiments, human cattle and horse experiments, vegetative experiments, etc., are all stagnant because of the lack of materials.

However, without asking His Excellency the High Priest, he will definitely not agree to let us arrest people for experiments again, and the natives will all be treated equally in his eyes.

If there are enough volunteers who can use them to practice, our research progress will definitely be a thousand times a day, thanks to the newsletter of His Excellency the High Priest! ”

A group of people were pouring bitter water on each other because of the biggest problem that was currently hindering the progress of the two companies' research, and [Leech Lady] was suddenly stunned, and put the echoing conch on her waist to her ear.

His face soon overflowed with joy, and he nodded respectfully at the conch:

"Yes, yes, Your Excellency, we must arrange the experiment plan in advance, and we will definitely not waste a little time of that 'volunteer'."

Hanging up the communication, he announced to the others with a red face:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have just received great news.

His Excellency the High Priest has found for us a 'volunteer' with noble sentiments who has volunteered to give his body for our medical and genetics cause for our research.

There are no humanitarian restrictions and it can be used as you please. ”

The [Mosquito Mage] sitting next to her was full of doubts when he heard this:

"Isn't that great news? Just one person is not enough for us to share, and it will be used once and it will be broken, and it will not solve the fundamental problem at all. ”

But I saw [Leech Lady] smile getting brighter and brighter:

"This volunteer is not an ordinary person, but a third-order transcendent with an 'immortal body'.

No matter how many times he uses it, he recovers immediately, so let's continue to use it.

As long as you have a three-month period, you can refill it indefinitely! ”

Uproar——!

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and a group of great wizards who were "waiting to be fed" with their eyes almost green couldn't help but stand up when they heard this.

"Can you really refill the cup indefinitely?!"

The [Mosquito Mage]'s small eyes were shining brightly, and his needle-like mouth was full of eagerness:

"I won't sleep again for the next three months.

I'm going to dissect that 'volunteer' a thousand times! Do a thousand more mosquito experiments! Let no one stop me. ”

On the other side, Mr. Raven, who had provided information to the Two-Faced Smith brothers, scoffed:

"A thousand times? The donkeys on the plantation do not dare to rest like this, I will dissect him two thousand times!

It is necessary to dissect every part of his body in detail until the data of the visible person is gathered, and the illusion simulation can be used to teach students in the future. ”

Others opened their mouths as if bidding, booking the number of autopsies for themselves:

"Three thousand times!"

"Four thousand times!"

“”

The [sea lice] lying in the fish's mouth under the water did not forget to join in the fun:

"You are so sorry for the dedication of that 'volunteer', I say a count, ten thousand times!

10,000 times per person!

Otherwise, if you say it and let others hear it, you will think that we can't cut it down.

By the way, I also experimented with the treatment of various injuries and diseases, such as knife wounds, axe wounds, sword wounds, penetrating wounds, burns, and various tropical diseases

Let me come first, if I can't uncover the dissection 10,000 times, I'll lie down on the dissection table by myself! ”

Dr. Killer Robert Riston and Ms. Leech were very relieved to see that the members of their organization were so research-minded:

"His Excellency the High Priest is an exemplary saint and does not want us to have a dispute over the 'volunteers'.

I propose that we split the volunteer with the 'immortal body' before each day, and then rotate it the next day.

What do you think, ma'am? ”

That's exactly what I mean. If that volunteer gentleman had known that we could make such full use of him, he would have been moved to tears at this time, right? ”

Then the two thought of who this unique experimental condition came from, and couldn't help but smile at each other, and said in unison:

"Thank you to Mr. Byron, the [father of medicine], for giving us the test specimen.

What a great man he is!

All mankind who has benefited from this should be grateful for his merits. ”

At the same time, the battlefield in the Nightmare Triangle has not yet dissipated.

Mr. Edward, the great pirate who had just crawled out of the Iron Maiden, was indeed weeping in pain.

It's just that judging from the fact that he shouted while crawling towards the iron virgin: "Let me die, let me die", his tears are most likely not because of any "touching".

Last year, Redbeard was an insurmountable and tough pirate to Byron and Violet, but today he has become a small character who can be pinched to death.

As long as he opens the [Divine Vision] that can see through the dead line, and slashes it down with this high-level power that touches the senses of the gods, he can make him settle the account on the spot.

[Black Witchcraft: Hidden Soul Box] couldn't save his life.

But this way of dealing with it is just too wasteful.

Mr. Byron, who has always been a thrifty householder, certainly would not do such a extravagant thing.

Just in time, the research team under his command was about to come over, and he arranged the brief but glorious fate of Redbeard for the next three months.

"This ending is the best consolation for the innocents who died in your blood ritual.

After going to hell, you tell your ghost friends that you once 'worked' at one of the world's most cutting-edge medical research institutes, which is also a kind of bragging point to talk about. ”

Then Byron didn't bother to pay attention to Redbeard anymore.

Because the highlight of the end of this big war - the distribution of spoils has begun.

In this small-scale local colonial war.

The most valuable loot is the Dagon who has managed to escape by trapping friendly troops and the legendary battleship [Dragon Head Ship Valhalla] under his control.

It was Pohnpei, the father of another fifth-order [False God] shark group, the secret realm "Rift Trench" that was originally controlled by him, and the huge Leviathan whale whaling field of Mei's Leviathan.

In the team, several fourth-order [spirit mediums] and [prophets] of the cemetery sequence channeled Pohnpei's soul for the first time.

Among them, they were afraid of death and didn't dare to touch all kinds of extraordinary knowledge from the old gods, but there was no problem in finding a series of primordial whale oil technology that was still in the initial application stage.

After proofreading each other, it was handed over to the Pirate King for later distribution according to merit.

The corpse was bottled in a wine bottle by the [Sailing Collector], and the finished fifth-order whale oil refined would also be distributed.

Then the colonial fleet, which also suffered extremely heavy losses, did not care about the pain, and immediately slaughtered the "rift trench".

There were so many dead on both sides that the colonists could extract all sorts of information about the New World directly from the souls of the deep sea clans.

When essentia tides become stronger and stronger with the phases of the moon, and even pour into the material world, except for the trapdoor located in the bridgehead, which will activate itself and block the north-south route.

The New World, also known as the "Southern Continent" of the Deep Sea Clans, and the nearby seas will also become very dangerous.

Adventure ships and whaling ships could not have been adrift at sea for months in a row, as they had been in the Old Continent.

They must establish a solid enough outpost and shelter before real danger strikes.

There are six islands on the edge of the Fissure Trench, and Byron seems to be an almost spoon-shaped archipelago of six islands.

The seven islands corresponding to the north side of the celestial circulation zone are obviously the appearance of the Southern Dipper.

It's just that in the astrology of this world, the six stars of the Southern Dipper are all part of the constellation Sagittarius, which is also rightfully named the Sagittarius Islands by adventurers, echoing the Ursa Islands on the other side.

As we all know, it is by controlling a series of supply points and ports on ocean routes that a sea power can form a great wall of the sea, and then control a certain part of the sea.

These six islands have the same significance, and only by defending them can we protect this whaling field and start the era of whale oil industry.

Of these, Island 1 is the largest, about 300 square kilometres, a little larger than the Tyman Islands, the Earls of Greenville at the time of Byron and Catherine's beginnings.

The island has water sources, mountains and forests, and even a mythological town along the coast, as well as a ready-made dock and whale oil workshop.

Apparently the land stronghold of the former Fracture Order.

It's just that given the average size of a whale man of three meters, these buildings are naturally built to be exceptionally tall and sturdy, as if they were the palaces of a large giant.

After the colonial fleet made a tour around the archipelago, it was supposed to dock here for the distribution of the loot agreed upon before the war.

The highlight is the division of the six islands that are equivalent to the whale oil fields.

As long as you can get a piece of land on a certain island, you can get rich on the spot, whether you develop it yourself or sell it to other big forces.

It is not an exaggeration to say that these six islands are expensive in every inch of land.

Everyone was gearing up, secretly calculating whether their exploits in this war would be enough to get a piece of the pie on a certain island.

As for the three heroes of this war, it has been made clear:

The fifth-order pirate king Ocean Throne, the fifth-order legendary [Sailing Collector], and the [Sea Hunter] who has suddenly turned the tide of battle.

It is natural for each person to divide one island, and the others will divide the rest of the islands.

However, after inspecting the secret realm, the accompanying naturalists and navigators told the Pirate King bad news:

"Your Majesty, the 'Rift Trench' is three hundred kilometers long, the deepest depth can reach 9,219 meters, and there are several world rifts large and small at the bottom, and there is a high probability that it will be connected to the Sea of Monsters of Ekadena.

We deduce that the Mécole's Leviathan whale pod here came from those crevasses.

Together, they form a vast underwater realm that expands and contracts periodically.

Island No. 1 is one of the best whaling bases, but unfortunately, it is not suitable for human life. ”

Eyesight is more important than strength for adventurers, and the unexpected situations they can detect cannot be hidden from others.

The heads of all parties have long since gathered on the flagship of the Pirate King.

A fourth-order [adventurer] frowned deeply:

"At least half of Island No. 1 will be covered in the expanded secret realm on a full moon night, which is equivalent to the gateway to the secret realm 'rift trench'.

And behind the portal is most likely the corpse of the old god [Rift Whale Leviathan].

Even if we spend a lot of money to build the highest-level lighthouse here, we will need to withstand the influence of the secret realm killing rules at all times.

We are not like those deep-sea clans, who do not have the ability to interfere with the rift, and if we dare to live here, we will definitely live on a powder keg, and we are joking with our own lives.

Unless "

Obviously, no matter how good the whale oil is, you have to have a life to get it.

All of them had just experienced the horror of the Old God on the tentacle projected by the nightmare, so how could they dare to provoke another Old God casually?

The others also knew the unfinished "unless" in his mouth.

Unless a Lanternman is willing to sacrifice himself to guard the rift here, the safety of the archipelago and the seas will be greatly improved, allowing human whaling ships to enter and exit freely.

Otherwise, not only will this island be difficult to take, but even the whaling industry will add many twists and turns in the future.

But others don't know what kind of tragic characters those [Lantern Bearers] of the Lighthouse Federation are, how can these adventurers who wander the borders of the unknown world all day not know?

As we all know, the trick to raising fish is to change the fish frequently, and the trick to keep the cracks in the world is to change the [Lantern Man] frequently!

And it was the corpse of the Old Gods, and ordinary mid-order transcendents were not qualified to look at it directly.

Although there are a large number of transcendents in the lighthouse sequence in their group, none of them have this kind of sacrifice of ego to achieve everyone's noble sentiments.

Except for Monsieur St. Byron, who had a look of compassion on his face.

Seeing the solemn atmosphere at the meeting, he did not hesitate to step forward, nodded to everyone, and said:

"Since no one wants this island, give it to me.

The significance of whale oil technology to the world is too great, for the development of human science and technology, there must always be people in this world to sacrifice, so why can't this person be me?

It's a pity, I'm already a [Lantern Man] with a second-level world rift, and I don't know how long I can hold on to this duty for everyone. Alas——! ”

Raising his hand to show everyone the mark of the [Lantern Man] on the back of his hand, in the end, not only did he not mean to be proud, but he even sighed with a long sigh full of self-blame.

"No! If there are always people who sacrifice, why should we sacrifice again and again? ”

At this time, Violet suddenly stood up, and took Byron's hand with an anxious face, trying to pull him back again, and persuaded bitterly:

"Captain, you have already guarded a second-level world rift, and then running here to work part-time as another [Lantern Man] is clearly sending you to death.

If you die, what will happen to the thousands of employees of the Pioneer Pilot Colonial Adventures Company who depend on you for food? What about the inhabitants of the Hattings colony?

And what about Miss Catherine, who is struggling to maintain a great foundation and waiting for you to return?

Your life is not yours alone! Captain!

Aren't they bullying honest people? ”

Being reminded by Violet like this, the others on the battlefield who had already been saved by Byron were even more ashamed, and couldn't help but promise:

"We cannot allow His Excellency St. Byron to die in vain.

I suggest that every whaling company, every whaling ship, that every whaling ship benefit from this hereafter, give a copy to His Excellency St. Byron and the Lanternmen thereafter.

What do you think? ”

"Seconded!"

"Seconded! If anyone dares to make a small move, we will peel him together! ”

When Byron heard this, as if he had been insulted, he waved his hand again and again:

"No, no, no, what do you need to do good deeds, good, don't tell me about this kind of thing again."

He turned back to Violet and scolded:

"What kind of mess are girls coming to make a mess?

Although we came to the New World to find the cutting-edge whale oil technology that represents the advanced productive forces, so that the majority of civilians can no longer go hungry, have affordable clothes to wear, and enjoy the dividends brought by social development.

Let technological progress benefit everyone in our time, and let the light of the Creator shine on every one of His lambs.

But you've been with me for so long, don't you even have the realization that 'success doesn't have to be in me'? Yes?

You've let me down so much! ”

"Me"

Violet's face was full of "grievances", and her eyes were full of mist, and then she looked at the pirate king who had not spoken with tears in her eyes.

This pair of male and female thieves are not only good at robbery, but also rely on the professional-level superb acting skills they have studied at the Vinaya Art Academy, and they are obviously good at cooperating in fraud.

So much so that even the most hard-hearted [Ocean Throne] had a strong sense of guilt, and felt that he was really bullying honest people, so he said with a final word:

"I covered all the follow-up construction costs of Island 1.

In addition, every month, 10% of the production capacity of the whale oil industry under my name will be donated free of charge to the Pioneer Pilot Colonial Adventure Company managed by Miss Catherine of Mithril Dragon to help public welfare. ”

The Pirate King gave 10% of his production capacity, and of course the others could not be less than that, and they all caught up with the eleventh tax collected by the church.

But the atmosphere has been set up here, and no one dares to object.

Instead, they agreed:

"Your Excellency St. Byron is a man of great fortune and regards money as dung, and I will buy a tortoiseshell craft from Miss Catherine's craft shop every month at 10 per cent of my capacity."

"I buy it too"

At this time, Byron realized that he had accidentally overperformed and was self-defeating.

If you send all the money to my sister, what does it have to do with my private money?

"What's that, me"

Before he could continue to speak, he was already framed by the honest man Eight Fingers and the guardian knight Bruch one left and one right, and forced back to the [Golden Deer].

Seeing Byron and his Darks Ghost Fleet sail to Island One first, it seems that he can't wait to take on the responsibility of the [Lantern Man] and sacrifice himself for the benefit of the big guys.

Many adventurers who were accustomed to seeing deceit and deceit couldn't help but reddened their eyes, and muttered to themselves:

"Mr. Saint Byron [the Sea Hunter] is a wonderful man who is dying of extinction in the whole world.

He deserves the name of 'Pioneer of the Whale Oil Powered Revolution'.

I'm going to publicize his story, and I'm going to contribute to the Beacon Weekly and every influential newspaper.

We, our children and grandchildren, and everyone in the world owe him a debt of gratitude! ”