Pirate Kingship

Chapter 946 - 535: You Take Nothing with You—Valuables Checkroom

Pirate Kingship

Chapter 946 - 535: You Take Nothing with You—Valuables Checkroom

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Chapter 946: Chapter 535: You Take Nothing with You—Valuables Checkroom

Byron merged with his spear, the blazing white spear light soared into the sky like a long rainbow.

Ulysses the Bearkin barely had time to place the huge ship anchor in front of his chest, only to have the spearhead of Gungnir pierce through the defensive gap, hitting the center of his chest.

Boom——!

The spearhead, which seemed tiny compared to the Frost Giant King, now felt as heavy as a mountain, striking the Bearkin with a resounding crash that echoed like an avalanche.

Not only did he fall backward off the back of the Dragon King Whale, but he also rolled and retreated repeatedly across the frozen sea surface.

Seawater froze upon contact with his body, almost causing him to skip like a stone.

However, the Frost Giant King was covered in a hardened ice crystal exterior, almost entirely composed of ice elemental matter.

Even with Byron’s sudden spear attack striking Winter’s Secret Case, the only weak point on his body, it didn’t deal a fatal wound.

Ulysses roared, instantly drawing on the power of the Winter’s Secret Case in his chest, unleashing an Ice Storm and Frost Aura straight ahead.

Which momentarily delayed the blazing white rainbow relentlessly chasing him.

"Lancaster, it’s you who should be dead!

So many hoped you’d never return, why couldn’t you have died when the Red Rose fell? 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Everything you have now should have been mine, all mine!"

He shook the massive ship anchor in his hand, infusing it with ice elemental enchantment, adopting the opening stance of Frost Wolf Swordsmanship, and his momentum shifted dramatically.

In an instant, he seemed to transform into the most dangerous lone wolf of the Great Northern Forest.

In a flash, with a crossing step Old Man’s Slash from above, he struck Byron’s Storm Sword Technique’s mystic art, Siege Hammer!

Flames burst and thunder rolled as if two heavy cannons were firing point-blank, the turbulent shockwave blasting a massive cavity over a hundred meters in diameter in the rain.

The Bearkin was already among the top of the Fourth Order Heroes.

The Evernight Queen had temporarily loaned him a crown as the Regent Prince, elevating him to the level of the Fifth Order King’s Title, not much weaker than Henry VI, the Mad King at his prime.

Plus, he had the heart of a Frost Giant King as an enhancement.

His physical strength, along with various ice and frost domain spells, granted him power on par with a typical Fifth Order Pseudo-God in a short time.

Clashing directly with Byron, he didn’t fall behind much.

The heart in his chest flared with divine light, providing explosive power to his massive body over five meters tall.

As his forged iron ship anchor, launched high, twisted, it descended again with a brain-numbing shriek and a hailstorm.

Before the tip of the anchor could even arrive, countless rice-sized hailstones rained down on Byron like scattered lead bullets.

The piercing sound of their descent attested to the power of these high-velocity ice pellets, equal to any large-caliber scatter bomb, shredding any rock into a sieve if it stood there.

"Die——!"

However, Byron, who effortlessly dispelled the massive impact, neither dodged nor retreated. Instead, his figure suddenly inflated like a balloon, transforming into a giant as tall as the Frost Giant King.

The Power of Transformation activated!

He advanced instead of retreating.

Byron gripped Gungnir, which had also swelled into a mast-like thickness, with one hand,

The spearhead, having naturally fallen behind during the collision, illuminated halfway, flashing with blinding and dangerous lightning.

The crackling lightning illuminated the entire sea surface.

Byron’s true form, the Ouroboros, was already a hundred-meter behemoth, exhaling and vocalizing with such force that even the heavens and sea changed color.

His eyes turned crimson, exuding a Divine Aura from his entire body, power rising from his feet, with abs contracting, muscles, bones, and fascia twisting together like a demon’s form.

Just the air touching his skin crackled with a continuous series of explosive pops, like frying beans.

With one hand clutching the spear tail, it was like wielding a support cable forged from spring steel, sturdy and resilient, swinging the mythical spear forward with a mighty whip-like motion.

Rumble...

Such was the force of this strike that before his right hand was even fully raised, the straight, stout spear shaft bent like a bow under terrifying acceleration.

The high-speed swing of the spear, carrying layer upon layer of sonic booms, struck raindrops and hailstones mid-air, instantly blasting them into pervasive white mist.

At that moment, lightning flashed, thunder rolled, and dark clouds churned in the sky.

Even the atmosphere was torn apart by the edge of the spear, with the shaft forcefully cleaving it to both sides, forming massive storm wings behind Byron.

Raindrops further away were caught in the biting wind, shooting back toward the Frost Giant King like bullets.

Thanks to the special acceleration effect of kinetic energy transfer, this strike surpassed the previous one in both speed and might.

Though both attacked simultaneously, Byron’s spearhead reached the enemy faster.

Instantly whipping onto the incoming ship anchor.

Boom——!!!

A clap of thunder struck the sea, turning the world white.

In the earth-shattering roar, the enchanted iron ship anchor shattered like porcelain under the immense force, turning into a reverse torrent of metal.

In an instant, a wave of iron debris, shattered ice, and white mist surged like a raging dragon for hundreds of meters before slowly dissipating.

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