He raised his hand to take out one of the two sacred relics supported by the church from his storage miracle object: [Queen Freyja’s Dressing Case].

On the outside, it appeared to be a gold box inlaid with various luxurious gemstones.

As the name implies, this was a treasure left behind by Queen Freyja, the wife of the Bayfolk God-King [Prophecy, Royal Authority, and Mad Hunt Deity] Woden in those days.

The box once contained Freyja’s divine kingdom, the "Golden Mist Palace Fenrir," composed of the ocean, clouds, and countless treasures of gold and silver.

At this moment, the foundation of the demi-god kingdom was still there, but more than half of the treasures had long been lost.

However, as long as it is opened, twelve types of authority can still be obtained: "Speech, Mercy, Giving, Counselor, Love, Approval, Oath, Truth, Dissent, Guardian, Wisdom, Messenger."

These authorities originally belonged to the divine avatars of the Goddess Queen, equivalent to her twelve maidens.

If a god with a similar essence receives this legacy, it is possible to re-summon the twelve maidens and even complete the broken divine kingdom "Golden Mist Palace Fenrir," using it as the foundation to ascend to demi-godhood.

And the cost of using it is also straightforward, which is to offer wealth, vast wealth that can satisfy the Goddess Queen’s vanity!

[Bearkin] Ulysses had a twitch of flesh on his face, having to wonder if the church’s financial strain was the reason they couldn’t afford to use this treasure and lent it to him.

When returning it, the church not only receives the treasure but also the wealth inside.

[Bearkin] quickly shook his head, casting away such profane thoughts from his mind.

He took out military funds prepared for the attack on Hightins long ago, pouring bag after bag of gold coins into the box with a clatter.

After swallowing probably tens of thousands of gold coins, the dressing case gradually lit up, and twelve golden light dots jumped out.

With a wave of his hand, Ulysses sent the three points of [Dissent], [Guardian], and [Messenger] flying out of the Edge Fortress, exploding with a bang above the beast tide.

In an instant, about half of the Sea Monsters’ eyes turned gold, transforming them into his "Death Messengers."

"Unfortunately, as long as they are attacked, the control effect will be passively lifted; otherwise, they could have been set to kill each other," he sighed, with a grand gesture:

"Go, scatter, and head to the port cities of the Eternal Night Peninsula."

The Sea Monsters obeyed the command, re-entering the water, avoiding Torr’s Port, and charging directly towards their homeland behind.

Others may sell ancestral land carelessly, but [Bearkin] Ulysses was a newcomer, so he had even less compunction about betraying his companions.

Thinking of the Dissenters and Statists’ panic made him feel a sense of pleasure.

Byron, lurking in the dark, frowned but did not try to stop it.

"These Sea Monsters dispersing to various port cities greatly reduces the risk and is unlikely to breach the cities.

[Bearkin] losing half here isn’t a big issue; at worst, we could step in and mop it up ourselves."

After dealing with half the Sea Monsters, Ulysses took out another sacred relic, the [Frost Giant’s Winter Secret Box].

This was a strategic-level treasure, once the ultimate treasure of the Frost Giants from the Mythological Era.

Legend has it that inside lies the heart of the Frost Giant King, the might of which is equivalent to the harsh winter of the entire Northern Territory; it can either be opened to release winter or integrated into one’s body to gain part of the Frost Giant King’s power.

When he reached out to touch it, a layer of light film blocked Ulysses’ hand.

He remembered the Archbishop’s warnings about the taboo because the Secret Box had been captured and sealed by [God of the Wild Hunt] Woden; to use it, a bloody sacrificial ritual must be performed.

Thus, Ulysses drew out a dagger, placed it in the heating stove of a Blazing Bomb until it turned red-hot.

Then, under the terrified eyes of the officers, he stabbed it into his own right eye.

Zzz—!

Blood splattered, blue smoke rose.

The blood flowing from the socket immediately coagulated at high temperatures, not letting it run down his face, but a mere glance was enough to see how painful it was.

[Bearkin] himself did not even let out a grunt.

Clearly, he was as ruthless to himself as he was to others.

Drawing the blood-stained dagger across the surface of the [Winter’s Secret Case], the light film dissipated, granting him one use.

This was because legend says Woden hung himself on the World Tree, trading his right eye for wisdom and runes, making him a One-Eyed God-King.

Wanting to please Him requires paying the same price.

"No worries, the Archbishop already provided me with a [Healing Scroll], high-sequence clergy may not excel at many things, but they are very skilled at healing external injuries.

They can remove ’disability’ through prayer.

After this battle, I will be restored."

Bearkin reassured his guardsmen to keep calm, then raised the semi-transparent [Winter’s Secret Case] and shoved it into his chest.

Thump! Thump! Thump!...

A heavy heartbeat sounded, pounding like a war drum, and the hearts of his guardsmen gradually synchronized with it.

"Let’s go, follow me to slaughter those Sea Monsters!"

"Roar—!"

With each step Bearkin Ulysses took, his skin paled, his body swelled, and the hundreds of guardsmen behind him changed similarly.

By the time they stepped out of the upper structures of the Edge Fortress, they were all unrecognizable.

At the forefront, Ulysses transformed into a five-meter-tall Frost Giant King, a blue crown shining on his head, as if truly incarnating into the evil god from the mythological era capable of contending with Woden.

The guardsmen also all transformed into three-meter-tall Frost Giants.