Chapter 539: Chapter 401 All Natives Are Brothers, Tenor People Do Not Deceive Quechua People

The Clockwork Rhinoceros Bird, with golden wings upon its back, took action upon command. Its wingtips unfurled ripples in an instant, encompassing the entire airspace and enveloping all five Sun Chariots within.

No-fly Zone!

Within the domain, only it could retain the ability to fly; for all others, "flying is prohibited here."

Prince Atahualpa stood in the most magnificent of the Sun Chariots, holding an obsidian spear, and sneered at this anticipated response, "In this Hundred Beasts Paradise, there is a taboo rule that even the bizarre and Evil Spirits must obey: the Blood Moon rules the night, and the Sun governs the day. And at this moment, Sun God Inti and His Divine Descendants are the masters of these skies!"

Since the Sun Empire had established an elite Air Force, it certainly wouldn’t easily succumb to a common Aerial Embargo effect.

You may forbid, but you must be stronger than me.

He yanked a gold Sun Amulet hanging from his neck high above his head, and an authority as resplendent and domineering as the midday sun suddenly descended. Even the actual sun overhead seemed to brighten a degree.

CRACK!

A thunderous boom resonated through the air. The No-fly Zone was instantly torn apart, and the sprite girl formed by the Clockwork Rhinoceros Bird was struck as if by lightning. Not only did she involuntarily fall towards the adventure ship, but her form also became significantly less substantial. Clearly, she had been subjected to a reverse Aerial Embargo.

The Diamond Star at her side had been ready to launch a combination of moves while the opponent fell due to the Aerial Embargo but now had to turn and rescue her comrade instead. Swinging her fists, which seemed small yet were as hard and heavy as a mountain of iron, she parried the obsidian spears shot at them in succession, causing the clear sky to continuously resound with thunderous booms.

Only after the two sprites re-entered the "one-third speed reduction zone" did they clumsily regroup, each nimbly flipping onto a thick spar. Above them, the attack from the Descendant of the Sun God swiftly followed.

Although Pizarro the Treasure Hunter owned many treasures, Prince Atahualpa’s treasures were even more plentiful. It is no exaggeration to say that, regarding various gold and jewels, not even all the kingdoms of the world combined could compare to the Sun Empire.

A few days earlier, the Hunter had accidentally entered a sacred lake called Kaka Lake, also known as the Golden Lake. Every new King of the Empire had to perform the coronation ceremony at this Holy Lake. The citizens of the Sun Empire believed gold to be the color of Sun God Inti. At that time, the new King would be coated in gold powder and board a ship laden with golden ornaments, sailing towards the center of the lake. Upon reaching the center, the King would recite spells while pushing all the gold onboard into the lake. This was a ritual to worship Sun God Inti, praying for the Divine’s blessing for the King’s health and the nation’s prosperity. The procedures during the major and minor annual sacrifices were similar, differing only in the quantity of offerings. The Sun Empire had been established for almost 1,400 years and had seen fourteen generations of Kings. Over time, the bottom of Kaka Lake was filled with countless gold and jewels beyond measure. The information divined by the Hunter indicated that the Sun Crown’s connection to infinite gold originated from this.

This was only the part concerning sacrificial rituals. The treasures held by the Royal Family were beyond number, among which the sheer quantity of various gold Sacred Relics alone was mind-boggling.

The Prince set down the Sun Amulet and picked up a gold Camel Head Knife. Its handle ended in a lifelike sheep’s head holding a ruby in its mouth, and three more gemstones—one red, one green, and one white—were embedded in the blade. As soon as the Camel Head Knife was unsheathed, a scorching breath swept over, causing everyone nearby to become unbearably thirsty and sweaty. Even the onlookers on the small island nearby felt an unbearable burning sensation.

Especially Mr. No, who had conceptually become an invisibility cloak protecting the island, was red-faced and fuming, "No, no, no, it’s burning hot, burning hot! Clothes hate fire, I’m going to combust! Firefighting, please!"

The nearby sailors immediately took out waterskins and continuously poured water over his head. During this process, his body made a sizzling sound like a branding iron. White steam rose, and they doubted that even if the invisibility cloak failed, anyone would be able to see them in their "fairyland."

The next moment, golden flames danced along the slender blade of the gold Camel Head Knife, and intense blue-white fireballs appeared above the Prince’s head. The tall and robust Child of the Sun, Atahualpa, looked like a deity from the Sun amidst the impending meteor shower. He looked down condescendingly at Pizarro, whose complexion was becoming increasingly unsightly, and retorted, "The great Sun God Inti controls light, heat, Harvest, and civilization. You unwelcome guests from afar, do you wish to believe in the light? If you convert to my God and henceforth believe in the light, I can grant you an intact corpse."

"This..." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The Colonizers had never expected that their hitherto unchallenged injunction to "go forth with the sword and the Cross" would one day boomerang back to strike them. Yet, his words bore an undeniable air of being just and rational. Using their own standards against them, he was justified, well-founded, and measured, leaving no room for rebuttal. Compared to the Robbers of the Old Continent, the Sun Empire was already a paragon of civilization.

But, of course, the People of Castilia could not possibly believe in the light. In their view, when they were strong, it was universal values; when weak, it was, "Counterattack! Open fire!"

The Marines on the ship futilely lifted their guns and fired at the sky.

Pizarro the Predator shouted again, "Agate Jellyfish, Summoning!"

A female Treasure Elf with a jellyfish cap for a head emerged beside him, opening up a massive, umbrella-shaped Torrent curtain of water that enveloped the entire Warship. Immediately after, the scorching meteor shower descended from the sky.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!...

Between heaven and earth, flashes of firelight exploded, white mist rose, and the seawater seemed on the verge of boiling. Pizarro, the Fourth Order Treasure Hunter, was by no means an empty title. His body burst with Divine Light, fully supporting the Agate Jellyfish as he deflected fireballs in all directions.

Suddenly, one of the fireballs bounced off the water curtain and happened to land on the edge of the island.

"No, no, no! I’m on fire, I’m on fire, save me!"

Mr. No Louis’s body instantly caught flames. He rolled on the ground in pain, while the people nearby hurriedly doused him with water and buried him in dirt to put out the fire. Captain Charles Robert, in his urgency, resorted to stomping on him with his large boots. Mr. No cried out even more pitifully, whether from the burns or the stomping was unclear.

It was at this time, perhaps due to a slight flaw in the invisibility cloak, that Prince Atahualpa atop the Sun Chariot seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look over.

A sailor immediately exclaimed, "Captain, look, the Sun Crown is glowing!"

Byron noticed that the Golden Crown, which had been hanging at Naturalist Charles Robert’s waist, was indeed glowing. Clearly, it was sensing the presence of its own Divine Descendant and responding.

Byron could no longer concern himself with anything else and urgently shouted through James’s body, "Captain Charles, give the Sun Crown to me! I’ll handle it."

The latter, knowing this was not the time for fuss, handed it over to Byron after only a slight hesitation.

SNAP!

Byron immediately snapped his fingers.

Head Maid Sherry stepped forward with the light of a tinderbox, curtsied to him, took the crown with both hands, and then disappeared without a trace from the Material World. She had taken the Sun Crown to a virtual trading platform on the Online Financial Street. Bulky goods were beyond their capacity, and the Online Financial Street did not yet support this service, but shipping small packages was no problem at all. If they could deliver to the Edge of the World free of charge, what was an overseas delivery in comparison? Once it reached the hands of his sister Catherine, guarding the Financial Street, even if the pursuers from the Sun Empire killed all of them on the spot, they could not retrieve the item.

Everyone quietly breathed a sigh of relief as the puzzled Prince turned his head back. But before they could relax, another crisis arose.

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered overhead, and rolling thunder and howling winds surged from all directions.

WHOOSH...

In an instant, a downpour typical of the tropical seas began to bucket down. The five Sun Chariots weren’t extinguished by the rain, but with the sun overhead obscured, their Power visibly decreased significantly. The Fire Elemental birds pulling the chariots shook their feathers restlessly, obviously disliking the torrential rain.

"Hahaha, the creator favors us!"

In contrast, Pizarro and the group of Colonizers’ faces were filled with the joy of a narrow escape, which soon turned to fury and ferocity.

"’Jewel Starfish,’ ’Iris Perfume Bottle,’ ’Tortoiseshell Jewelry Box,’ all of you, come out!"

Pizarro summoned all his Water-attribute Treasure Elves in one breath. In conjunction with the Agate Jellyfish, they shot countless high-pressure water arrows toward the five Sun Chariots.

WHIZ! WHIZ! WHIZ! WHIZ!...

One chariot, the closest to the adventure ship, failed to dodge in time and was struck down, plunging into the sea. Prince Atahualpa only had time to save his kin, but unfortunately, the golden chariot was lost.

The former overwhelming advantage had suddenly turned into a stalemate because of a downpour. Just as he hesitated about whether to retreat, something seemed to dazzle his eyes. Turning his head, he unexpectedly saw a "sun" slowly rising in the midst of the storm, and he squinted.

No, that’s not the Sun. It seems to be a sailboat made of pure gold. The shape of this ship resembles those of the pale outsiders quite a bit. But why is there a tanned-skinned Quechua Person standing at the bow? No, more likely one of the Tenor People from the Northern Bantayan Archipelago, as the outsiders call them.

Seeing this odd combination left the clueless Prince even more hesitant. Then, he saw that ship charging directly towards the Thirteen Braves, its cannon ports already open at a distance, adopting an attack posture.

My reinforcements? How could that be?

He couldn’t help but widen his eyes at the sight.

The newcomer was clearly Byron and his Golden Deer.

Holding a brass telescope, he surveyed the parties currently in combat. One was the Kingdom of Castilia, the Maritime Hegemon, and the other was the Sun Empire, the mightiest in the Hundred Beasts Paradise. One hailed from the Old Continent, "one of their own," and the other was a native prince from the New Continent.

Question: Who to attack? Well, isn’t that obvious? Of course, it’s the People of Castilia first!

Byron immediately assumed his native form (Chapter 343), donning the guise of the "Lord of the Celestial Kingdom" and Emperor of the Sacred Golden Empire, and waved grandly to his crew, "The Tenor People do not deceive the Quechua People! We have come specifically to help our indigenous brothers overseas! Qiangfeng, cross the T and sink those damned Colonizers of the Kingdom of Castilia, who are guilty of every conceivable crime!"

At that moment, Saint Byron, the "Offshore Balancer," once again took on his Schrödinger-style Colonizer form, seamlessly switching between the Governor of the Kingdom of Hightens’ colony and the Sacred Golden Emperor.

After all, he would always be "one of their own" on the side of the victor.