Pirate Kingship

Since the old world has too many names with the same name, when Byron saw the name "Joan of Arc", the first person he thought of was not Joan of Arc, the Saint of the Iris Kingdom.

Instead, he thought of: "The Night Demon is a creature that is obsessed with sex and never changes its nature!"

In theory, since they were promoted to the fourth-level mythical creatures, they brewed a cup of [Pan Panacea] through the "Scarlet Holy Grail" ceremony, and the strong side effects of mania, blood addiction, sex addiction, etc. that accompanied the Night Demon throughout his life would immediately dissipate.

However, the reality is that there is no "moderation" faction in the Night Demon tribe, all of them are "indulgent" factions.

Because the panacea can eliminate side effects, but it cannot eliminate the deep-rooted desires in nature.

Even if many Night Demons are promoted to the fourth-level mythical creatures, they will still retain their past instincts, unscrupulously indulge in various desires, and unswervingly fall into the "beast side".

In the end, the anchor of reason breaks, and it is almost 100% certain that both body and mind will fall into the palm of [Mother of Creation·Lilith].

What bound them was not the spell or the contract, but their own desires.

It was also the most unsolvable shackle in the world!

Ask yourself, even ordinary humans, when they saw the sentence: "God, I will never coexist with gambling and drugs", how many people would not silently praise it in their hearts?

It was not until the deep memory of [Grand Duke of Thorns] Vlad III emerged from the bottom of his heart that Byron suddenly realized that the "Night Demon Joan of Arc" in the love letter was the active knowledge [Saint] Joan of Arc who was active in the Corridor of Truth.

It was just that the transformation of Saint Joan of Arc into Night Demon Joan of Arc happened just after the arrival of Lilith's priesthood incarnation, and the news did not spread widely.

Only a few Night Demon upper-level people knew about this matter, which resulted in Raven Fujin not being able to get information in advance from the conversations of ordinary followers.

And today happened to be the day when Joan of Arc came to the temporary base camp after adapting to her own power.

Vlad III then wrote a love letter in advance and asked his men to prepare roses, banners, candlelight dinners and a whole band, so that he could transform into a rutting peacock to woo her.

Although Byron was surprised, he was not nervous at all. Instead, he chuckled in the mirror:

"Hehe, although Joan of Arc and the Lancaster family have a life-and-death feud, I am not Byron Lancaster now, but the real Vlad III!

What does your revenge on Lancaster have to do with me, Vlad III?

I am absolutely not afraid even if I face her directly."

Snap!

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the half-written love letter was instantly burned by a blood flame, but it did not burn the table at all.

Although in order to disguise himself perfectly, Byron can only use the ability of Vlad III himself for the time being.

But the "all things return to one" level of up to 9% under the blessing of the three major priesthoods also allowed him to easily exert a strength far beyond the original owner, and every kind of witchcraft he used seemed to have its own consciousness.

The same ability is like a martial arts master beating an ordinary person.

Moreover, things like "spiritual realm" are the least intuitive and the least gradual. It is not impossible to suddenly explode when you meet true love.

"The appearance of Joan of Arc is not entirely a bad thing.

At least it provides a reason for Vlad III to increase his strength at a critical moment, making it convenient for me to fish in troubled waters."

Byron cleaned up the last traces in the room, making sure that there were no loopholes that would reveal his identity, and then walked out of the villa gate leisurely.

Standing on the hill outside the door, the sea breeze blew on his face, and he saw the huge fleet anchored in the port at first sight.

Among them were ordinary sailing warships that existed as servants, and whale oil-powered wonder warships with strong extraordinary auras on the surface of the ship.

Vlad III himself was the commander of one of the squadrons, and he naturally knew this kind of wonder weapon unique to the Corridor of Truth very well.

Compared with the steam-powered [Dreadnought] that Byron had just launched, they took a completely different route.

"The biggest difference between the two is the power system and weapon system.

The whale oil wonder warship uses a wonder power furnace that can only be operated by extraordinary people. It converts the extremely high energy density Leviathan whale oil directly into mechanical energy and magic energy without the medium of steam.

It is used to drive propellers and magic arrays to obtain various enchanted effects.

The weapon system still uses traditional muzzle-loading smoothbore cannons, but each cannon has been enchanted by alchemy. It is an alchemical cannon with performance far superior to ordinary cannons, and is no worse than our breech-loading rifled cannons.

The former is suitable for humans who are born ordinary, and the latter is suitable for humans who are born ordinary. Suitable for all kinds of extraordinary species, there is no distinction between high and low concepts, only who can laugh last is the right route.

The most important thing is that the technical deficiencies of the strange warships are made up with extraordinary materials, resulting in a much higher cost than the former, and there is no way to mass-produce.

Once the loss in the war is too large, it is difficult to replenish in a short time. The raw materials are much more expensive than the century-old oak of ordinary sailing warships. "

Byron felt that regardless of who was stronger or weaker in the frontal combat power of the two warships, in the protracted war in the future, his war potential must be higher.

The power of "Industrial Cthulhu" is definitely not weaker than that of the old gods!

"Master, the band has gone to the port to wait, shall we go to the port in advance to welcome Miss Jeanne?"

Without looking back, he also saw two fourth-level female blood descendants who were first embraced by Vlad III, leading a group of servants and slaves to quietly come behind him.

The two female Night Demons are the most beautiful women in the Grand Duchy. One is a petite and cute girl named Bella, and the other is a mature and beautiful girl named Selena.

They walked to Byron very naturally, hugged his arms on the left and right, and exposed their identities as blood descendants and lovers.

And they are obviously very clear about their identities. It is impossible for them to become the noble Grand Duchess.

At this time, when helping the master to pursue the beauty, they are not only not resistant, but also very hard.

Bella and Selena were both humans, and now they are Night Demons. They have a deep understanding of the relationship between humans and demons in the Night Demon Kingdom.

They know that the sadomasochistic stories between humans and Night Demons written by novelists do not exist in reality.

After all, which human in the world would choose to fall in love with pigs and sheep that are only worthy of being food?

To a certain extent, the physical and psychological gap between ordinary people and Night Demons is greater than that between humans and animals. The status of humans in the Night Demon Kingdom is no different from that of livestock.

The transformed Night Demons are also born to be inferior to their clans.

Selina handed a heart-shaped crystal bottle filled with bright red liquid to Byron and said in a gentle voice:

"Master, the blood tax share of the principality for one month is all here, all refined into [Transmutation Blood], which can be easily absorbed by the Night Demon and transformed into its own [Panacea].

Giving it as a gift to a fifth-level Night Demon who only has a title but no territory is already generous enough.

Miss Jeanne will definitely be impressed by you."

Byron took the crystal bottle and looked at it, and found that it was a storage object with a capacity of tens of thousands times what it looked like.

The surface of the bottle was cut into a stream of light, and the bright red liquid inside was flowing slowly by itself as if it had life.

Opening the bottle stopper that was also cut into a heart shape and smelling it, it exuded a unique sweet and bloody smell. It was indeed [Transmutation Blood] extracted from humans, and the quality was not bad.

"Is this a month's blood tax?"

When he heard this term, the relevant memory emerged from Byron's brain.

When Byron first came into close contact with Lilith in the Blood Source Secret Realm of the Bloodthirsty Cult, he had heard the echo of the mythological era:

"If hard work can make you rich, then the ruler of the world will be a donkey!

Look up, the people sitting on the throne are not diligent workers, but blood-sucking creatures in human skin.

The top of the food chain in the human kingdom is a feast for dragons and night demons."

It was not until today that I saw the social ecology of the Night Demon Kingdom for the first time with my own eyes that I had the most intuitive understanding of this.

The current aristocratic system on the Silver Continent originated from the Night Demons. Even though they have been separated since the Silver Age, they are still in the same lineage.

The [Night Demon Kings] enfeoffed nobles in the country, including dukes, marquises, earls, viscounts, barons, and knights. Each noble has his own territory, direct family, and a large number of slaves and servants.

They enjoy supreme power in their own territory.

Based on this aristocratic system, they are also one of the few forces that control the power of the masses among the many old god families.

The Silver Continent has a ruling system of [Papal Triple Crown], [Crown], [Royal Title], and then nobles at all levels.

Their system is the "Blood Crown" system, also known as the "Abundant Collection" system.

As we all know, the fastest way to make money is not wealth creation, but wealth transfer.

"Abundant Collection" is essentially a tax system that can fully cover tens of millions of individuals at the grassroots level.

Everyone under this ruling system, in addition to paying taxes like a normal country, must also pay an additional "blood tax".

Once every three months, a special tax officer will come to collect taxes, 400 milliliters for adults at a time, and anyone who dares to owe taxes will surely die.

Because blood is the currency of the Night Demon, in this land, only death and taxes are inevitable!

And the Night Demon nobles have only power but no obligations.

So abundance belongs only to the Night Demon, and poverty always accompanies humans throughout their lives.

Relying on this bone-sucking "Abundant Collection" system, pseudo-god-level Night Demon kings and grand dukes emerge in endlessly among the Night Demons.

They own several Night Demon Kingdoms in the north of the continent, and the noble class is full of elites who can suppress other old gods of the same level.

‘What a rich tax! ’

Byron’s murderous intent flashed in his heart.

Although he is also a Night Demon king, he always maintains his humanity and believes that he is the monarch of mankind. He has not fallen into the beastly side, and he cannot empathize with this so-called "fellow race".

When he extracted [Transmutation Blood], the raw materials were only the enemies killed by himself. He always swung the knife at the stronger and never bullied the weak.

Looking at this bottle of blood tax, he secretly made up his mind that when he had the power to launch a counterattack against the Night Demon Kingdom, he must also beat these guys into blood slaves and collect taxes from them every day!

Let's see whether the Armed Royal Tax Inspection Bureau is powerful or the Night Demon's tax officer is powerful.

"Miss Jeanne is here!"

Suddenly, someone shouted at the port.

"Hua La La" a large cloud of bats rose up from the whole island, and the Night Demon nobles who were qualified to get the news in advance cast [Bat Transformation] and rushed to the port.

They turned back into human form on both sides of the pier, all dressed in luxurious clothes and handsome, looking forward to a transport ship that had just arrived at the port.

It was just because of the deep-rooted class concept that they lined up according to their own titles, and it didn't seem chaotic.

Soon, a beautiful girl wearing bright silver armor, so bright that it hurts people's eyes, stepped down the gangway step by step with her hand on the hilt of the sword.

Her long golden hair fluttered in the wind, her blue eyes were as firm as iron, and she was covered with a layer of hot holy light that made the night sky retreat subconsciously.

It was as if she had just walked down from the stake.

But in contrast, she had an explosive figure. Even wearing armor, she could not hide her slender and strong legs like jade pillars and her slender waist.

It can be said that she has the face and temperament of an angel, but a figure like a devil.

"It's really her! It's just that the power of this activated knowledge looks a little strange."

No one in the entire Corridor of Truth knows Joan of Arc better than Byron.

After all, it was Lancaster who ordered the other party to be burned to death, so it's no wonder that he had a strange description of the other party who had just walked down from the stake.

According to records, she was only 19 years old before her death and was already a powerful fourth-level heroic [Paladin] with extremely firm beliefs and strict adherence to all eight virtues.

On the day she was burned to death, she still shouted the name of the saint in extreme pain, and her faith was completely sublimated.

If it weren't for the mortal body of the Ladder of Glory sequence that restricted her, she would have become a fifth-level legendary [Paladin] on the spot, carrying the stake and killing people everywhere.

She is stronger than the three contemporary leaders of the Knights.

Although she was burned alive in the end, she was canonized after death.

In other words, Joan of Arc is a genuine [Saint] recognized by the church!

The same is true after the knowledge is activated. Even if she does not hold the [Saint's Ring] and is not equipped with the corresponding zero-level holy relics, she is still the first-class existence among all fifth-level legends and false gods.

It is not a fantasy to kill a small country [King] without blushing or breathing.

Not only that, this powerful character who has a murderous feud with Lancaster was "first embraced" by Lilith who smuggled into the material world, becoming a fifth-level Night Demon, and also made up for the shortcomings of the flesh.

What's even more amazing is that the holy light, which was originally very domineering and could not tolerate any forbidden power, actually coexisted harmoniously with the scarlet aura of the Night Demon.

The sacred temperament and aphrodisiac-like body of Joan of Arc produced a unique chemical reaction, which almost made the Night Demons, who were already suffering from blood addiction and sex addiction, explode on the spot.

They rushed to Joan of Arc one by one, holding roses and jewels, without any noble manners and reserve, and shouted:

"Miss Joan of Arc, please let me be your guardian knight. I will never let the enemy hurt you before I die."

"Miss Joan of Arc, I have summoned the commanders of various fleets to prepare a welcome banquet for you. Please be sure to attend."

"Miss Joan of Arc, please listen to this poem I wrote for you."

However, it seems that something strange has been mixed in.

"Miss Jeanne, I am overwhelmed by your strength and beauty. Please, please kick my ass with your boots."

"You should step on my face."

"Shut up, both of you, Miss Jeanne. Please let me be your dog. I am very good at [Transfiguration]."

Even human nobles are known for playing around, and even have a quirk that is difficult for normal people to understand, such as watching naked dwarfs do math problems, let alone these night demon nobles.

They only value strength and not character. After obtaining immortality that even generations of kings and emperors have been longing for, no one is more empty inside than them.

Their bottom line is always lower than the limit of normal people's imagination.

Using the word "degenerate life" to describe them is an insult to this word.

It is conceivable that this scene of demons dancing wildly is so explosive for a [Paladin] who still abides by the eight virtues and chants the holy name until the moment of death!

At least in the few days after the "First Embrace", it was not enough for Jeanne to completely turn to the "beast side" and become a degenerate who was in cahoots with them.

Crackling

Byron could clearly see that the veins on Jeanne's hand holding the sword were bulging, and the divine aura was surging and almost turned into an active volcano about to erupt.

The Vlad III he played should have been one of them, or even the most outstanding one.

Vlad III had greeted the other three fifth-level false gods on the island in advance, and he was the only fifth-level one who was courting today.

Theoretically, as long as he personally went out, he would immediately crush the other night demon nobles into slag and win Jeanne's heart.

Byron's initial plan was to continue to maintain his character.

If you back out temporarily, others will go to court, and you don't go, it will seem too unsociable.

But at this time, as Jeanne's momentum changed, [Ship Log] peeked into something different from her.

It was a familiar figure that slowly emerged behind her. Although it was very illusory, it was enough for Byron to see clearly.

The graceful female body was naked, but there were several pairs of curved horns on her head and her skin was red.

It had six bat wings, two wings to cover the face, two wings to cover the feet, and two wings to fly, but each wing had six pairs of red eyes, which kept shedding blood and tears.

A voice whispered in praise:

"Praise. [Blood Angel] Lamia!"

Byron shuddered on the spot and almost dropped the blood tax in his hand for one month.

He had already known that Barat, Lilitu, Lamia and other names were all aliases of [Mother of Creation Lilith].

Even when he was in the Malta monastery, he saw the arrival of the Blood Angel Lamia with his own eyes.

This angel is the divine incarnation of Lilith, representing her [creation] authority to create and rule all living beings. It is also the [immortal divinity] that was originally devoured by the Creator.

It is precisely based on this part of divinity that when the church compiled the "Gospel of Creation", it greatly downgraded Lilith's status.

The image became the first woman created by the [Creator] and was integrated into the belief system of the church.

It wasn't until the Creator broke apart that the Blood Angel Lamia suddenly split.

An electric light flashed in Byron's mind:

“I see, I understand.

No wonder the first thing Lilith did after returning was to embrace Joan of Arc for the first time.

The power given to her when she first embraced him was not the Night Demon at all, but the [Blood Angel] with the same origin!

Lilith clearly had the same idea as me.

I, Saint Byron, who was canonized as a saint by the church, am now the favored one of the [Holy Spirit], and I will become the true [Holy Spirit] sooner or later.

Furthermore, Joan of Arc, who was canonized as a saint, had both the sanctity of an angel and the power of Lilith, and became the favored one of the [Blood Angel].

I'm afraid Lilith will use her as a medium sooner or later to get back her own immortal divinity.

Moreover, the Blood Angels, like the Ten Thousand-Winged Angels, are both part of the Creator.

If you operate it well, it may even be possible to go public like me, issue orders on behalf of the [Creator] who only has pan-consciousness, and swallow up the entire church in one go!

MD, the methods of these old gods are too difficult to guard against. "

The veins on Byron's forehead couldn't help but twitch.

“Originally, I thought that as long as I took away the original copy of the Gospel of the Kingdom, I could significantly slow down the Jackal God’s counterattack on the Pantheon.

Unexpectedly, Lilith did not follow the routine at all and found another way to come up with this idea.

When Joan of Arc reaches 10% of the realm of "all things are unified", she can almost steal a part of the immortal divinity out of thin air.

With one hand, you are spying on the 'triple point' behind the Pillar of Hylox, and with the other hand, you are preparing to get your divinity back. You both want and want it, and you must be the most far-sighted among the old gods!

As expected, no old god should be underestimated.

This is because they all turned into madmen after being drowned in the deep sea. If they were still normal gods, I'm afraid I'd be played to death by them without even knowing how I died. "

There is no doubt that [Blood Angel] Lamia has a very high compatibility with the saint and night demon Jeanne d'Arc.

She is the best "blood bag" Lilith has prepared for herself, and she will never allow others to get their hands on it.

Now these people who are courting Joan of Arc are simply dancing on Lilith's grave. If Lilith feels threatened, she will probably die in an ugly way.

"However, if you think about it on the bright side, now that I have discovered this in advance, it may be an opportunity that I can take advantage of."

After [Mother of Creation, Lilith] regains her sanity, the first person she wants to kill is probably Byron, the thief who stole his power but is not under his control.

If you can resolve the grudges between you and Joan of Arc, you may have a chance to become allies and join forces to seduce Lilith!

Although Iris and Hattings are feuding and have been in love and fighting each other for hundreds of years, there is no psychological barrier to joining forces to fight against a strong enemy.

Moreover, he still has a strong claim to the Iris Kingdom. As long as Louis XI dies, they may not be able to become a family by then.

However, when Byron was in a state of confusion, he didn't realize that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Just when Joan was about to explode, another group of people playing trumpets and drums came to Joan with a very disdainful look.

A middle-aged demon who looks like a jester is all smiles:

"Miss Joan of Arc, our master [Grand Duke of Thorns] Vlad III admires you very much.

I would like to invite you to dinner tonight, so be sure to show your appreciation. "

When the surrounding night demons, dependents, and slaves heard the name of Vlad III, they all subconsciously parted to the sides, just enough to expose Byron at the back of the crowd.

Especially when he holds a heart-shaped crystal bottle filled with the blood of transmutation.

Even at this time, if he wanted to deny the three consecutive words "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense", he couldn't defend himself.

Naturally, Byron also attracted all the anger accumulated in Joan's heart to himself.

Joan of Arc slowly drew her sword, with a 37-degree pink lips, but she spoke words that were absolutely zero-degree cold:

"I cannot disobey Lilith's orders and hunt demons at will among the night demons.

But it seems that you are the strongest among them. As long as you are chopped half to death, these flies will probably shut up completely, right? "