Pirate Kingship-Chapter 614 - 439: Death Dusk, Lionheart Broken Arrow_2

His hands shook violently. Before the opponent's power could descend, he crowned Atahualpa with the Sun Crown with unmatched speed, without any hesitation.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!...

In an instant, the solemn sound of bells echoed across the entire Holy Lake Titicaca.

The coronation ceremony at the Holy Lake was declared complete, and the Fourth Prince Atahualpa, the Hand of Wealth, officially became the fifteenth King of the Sun Empire.

The Secret Realms unfolding on the 52 islands were lifted, and the princes and guards trapped in the earlier trials also let out cheers of survival.

"Hahaha, we're alive!"

"The Fourth Prince is mighty!"

A conspiracy, by its very nature, must never be exposed to light, no matter how clever. Byron's response was flawless.

However, "Death Dusk" Supay's footsteps did not stop.

He continued to unfurl his dazzling Divine Domain. The portal to the Heavens, filled with blinding sunlight, still blocked the outside view, making it impossible for anyone to see what was happening.

"This is bad!"

Violet, her heart pounding with fear, couldn't help but clutch Byron's hand tighter, while Teris simply hid behind Byron. August stood frozen, trembling.

Byron realized he had made a mistake due to cognitive inertia.

"The gun fired, but did you see who shot it? I couldn't see clearly; he sits on the highest altar; he's in the light. After all, we are outsiders. Even if this esteemed Fifth-Order Demigod kills us and tells his people that we committed suicide with eight bullets in us, no one would say anything. In this Sun Empire, the key is not the truth, but the power to speak!"

Fortunately, there was still a chance to remedy the situation, as Byron held one last trump card.

The moment the Decryption Rate of that secret reached 100%, he immediately reached into the air and lightly grabbed something in his palm.

THUD!

"Death Dusk" Supay on the other side abruptly stopped in his tracks, his face showing a change for the first time.

Byron slowly opened his hand, revealing a rusty, bloodstained broken arrowhead in his palm.

"[First-Class Holy Relic - Lionheart Broken Arrow]:"

"Key Historical Figure: Richard I, the second King of the Plantagenet Dynasty of the Kingdom of Hightins.

Legend has it that Richard I was once captured and locked in a Law-Breaking Stone room with lions. Facing the lions without fear, Richard reached into one's throat, pulled out its heart, and then ate the heart raw in front of everyone.

This is how King Richard earned his nickname 'King Lionheart'.

He was also one of the most outstanding military commanders of the Dark Millennium Era and one of the strongest Fifth Order [King's Title] holders on the Continent.

However, during a rebellion suppression war in 1199 of the Silver Era, Richard was struck in the shoulder by an arrow from a defending soldier.

While the doctor was removing the arrow, his movements were too rough, and he accidentally broke the arrowhead, leaving it lodged inside Richard's body.

As a result, Richard's wound became infected with tetanus, and he died ten days later at the age of 42."

"History: Slew King Lionheart.

Epic Chant: One arrow, an era's end.

Ability: Deals ordinary damage to enemies at full health, but can deliver a one-hit kill with fantastical effect against critically wounded foes.

Mandate of Heaven: Nothing is impossible; even the noble can fall to the insignificant and stray arrows.

Side Effect: The user develops a phobia of bows and crossbows and can never use this Sacred Relic again."

In different social contexts, people's codes of conduct continuously change, but one thing remains unchanged.

"Dignity only exists at the sword's edge; truth only within range of the cannon!"

Four formidable Fourth Order warriors, along with the Lionheart Broken Arrow, were enough to instill deep wariness in Death Dusk Supay. He had lost the confidence to take them down and dared not rashly make a move against them.

Moreover, compared to these outsiders—who could be killed or spared—there was something far more important He needed to attend to immediately.

He cast a deep glance at Byron. "Very well, all of you have done well. Take the new king down. I will take care of Huayna Capac and give an explanation to the Empire's Divine Descendants and my subjects."

The former sentence was addressed to Byron; the latter to Atahualpa.

"Thank you for your rescue."

Byron was no fool. He instantly took the easy way out, pretending not to notice the other's intent to kill.

Engaging with this Pseudo-God obviously offered no benefits. If he were to fight to the death against this Death Dusk, there was still his father above him, then his grandfather, and his great-grandfather... all the way up to the ancestor, the Sun God Inti. The saying 'beat the junior and the senior will appear' wasn't just a metaphor here.

Without hesitation, he grabbed Atahualpa, who had yet to realize the crisis that had just arisen and dissipated, turned around, and jumped straight down from the gateway to the Heavens.

Death Dusk Supay's eyes flickered. Eventually, he turned and walked briskly to his son, the Civilisation Gatherer, who was on the verge of burning himself out completely.

He scrutinized him up and down, his face's coldness turning into delight. "Good, very good indeed, it truly worked. I tried this path last time when I slaughtered all my brothers. Unfortunately, the bloodline suppression between brothers was too weak; even when consumed, their resistance was too fierce. The bond between father and son is perfect for this. Having schemed for nearly a hundred years, I finally realized it through you. Without you, I wouldn't have obtained Resurrection, an Authority potent enough to meddle with the Netherworld.

"No one in the world is a better match for this Authority than I, Death Dusk. As the youngest Fifth-Order Demigod in the Solar Deity System, I can easily surpass my many ancestors with the help of the Netherworld and stand shoulder to shoulder with the founding monarch, Manco Capac. You really are my good son! In this regard, I must also thank those outsiders."

Hearing this, his son realized the direness of his situation and tried to beg for mercy.

GULP!

Supay had already opened his mouth, now expanded a hundredfold, and swallowed his son in one go.

He patted his stomach contentedly. "Such a foolish child. You want everything, yet you obtain nothing. Once an Immortal Stairway has been Anchored by someone, it cannot accommodate another.

"[Astrology], [Gravity Field], [Energy Transfer], [Rejuvenation], [Resurrection]... You dabbled in so many Authorities at once; where does that leave your ancestors?

"It's just as well. Resurrection will be mine. The other Authorities can be used as offerings to The Pantheon to smooth over this... minor disturbance."

Death Dusk looked up towards the upper world, as if seeing The Pantheon and that supreme, unattainable position.

Evidently, if body and soul are Firewood, then aren't knowledge and Authorities—things The Pantheon also favors—equally so? Relying on one's descendants to gather Firewood to illuminate one's own path... this wasn't unique to the old king, Huayna the Civilisation Gatherer, and the king from the generation before him, Death Dusk Supay, was it?