Pirate Kingship

Chapter 366 - 307: Familiar Faces Everywhere at Sea_2

Chapter 366: Chapter 307: Familiar Faces Everywhere at Sea_2

The monsters that had luckily jumped onto the deck immediately began frantically biting at any living thing nearby.

Then, they were swiftly dealt with by Eight Fingers and Gus, who kicked them back into the sea, where their bodies were instantly devoured by their former companions.

CRUNCH CRUNCH...

Those underwater who couldn’t squeeze to the front, drooling profusely, began gnawing at the hulls of the three warships with their sharp teeth.

Thanks to the abundant supply of teak, the ships’ bottoms repaired themselves automatically, restoring faster than the creatures could gnaw.

But the mere thought of thousands of hungry mouths waiting just beneath your feet was enough to make anyone’s legs go weak.

Byron also realized he couldn’t wait any longer and asked, "How long is the copper wire?"

"Five hundred meters."

"That’s enough. The cumulonimbus cloud base is estimated to be only four hundred meters high. Everyone else, cover me."

The others joined forces to push forward while Byron swiftly moved backward. He summoned "Sure-hit Spear, Gungnir" in his left hand and formed an identical Stormforged Weapon in his right.

He attached a coil of pure copper wire to the tails of both spears.

Concentrating and holding his breath, he fully activated "Weather Intuition."

The Sea of Origin Matter didn’t seem much different from the Material World.

But perhaps the biggest difference was that the Sea of Origin Matter appeared to be a concentration point for all negative energy, lacking the magnificent and awe-inspiring displays of thunder and lightning.

Summoning lightning directly was out of the question, but Byron had another method.

Unlike most other Storm Knights, he had completed his Third Order promotion right in the Sea of Origin Matter.

After ascending to "Storm Admiral," he gained a strong affinity for storms, and his "Weather Intuition" was greatly enhanced as well.

He could not only sense weather changes in the Material World’s seas but could now also clearly perceive the cloud formations in the Sea of Origin Matter before him.

Combined with a hint of "Divine Sight," by tracking the abnormal disturbances in the Source Tide, he could easily locate the various World Rifts, large and small.

This was precisely the case at this very moment.

Sensing the meteorological changes within a storm on the other side of a World Rift, Byron’s eyes suddenly widened, and he hurled the Stormforged long spear in his hands with immense force.

WHOOSH!

"War Chains" prevented any combatant from fleeing but didn’t restrict non-living things from passing through.

A bright blue streak of lightning, escorted by numerous Storm Elves, pierced through the tiniest World Rift back into the Material World, then shot straight upward into the sky.

It aimed directly for the pitch-black cumulonimbus cloud that Byron sensed was brewing the strongest electrical charge.

The copper wire attached to the spear’s tail not only received the same blessing as a "Child of the Storm"—zero gravity, light as a feather—but the Storm Elves also possessed it, providing additional temporary enchantments that greatly enhanced its conductivity. Calling it a room-temperature superconductor at that moment wouldn’t be an overstatement.

The other end of the copper wire, tied to the Sure-hit Spear, was aimed at the Ghost Ship dozens of meters away.

"Stop!"

With Smith’s knowledge as a Gladiator/Hearse-bearer, he had no idea what Byron was attempting, but his keen Spirituality screamed that this would be nothing good.

He was about to raise his shield to initiate a savage charge and counteract at all costs. If he couldn’t interrupt Byron’s action, he would at least sever that eerie copper wire.

At this moment, Jacqueline finally unleashed her long-prepared ultimate move. Her shadow suddenly extended, instantly connecting with the Gladiator’s shadow.

She even made a face at him and said, "Uncle, repeat after me: one, two, three, freeze!"

Smith’s body suddenly stiffened. His right hand, gripping the executioner’s blade, involuntarily began to mimic the girl’s expression.

The others seized the opportunity, bombarding him furiously and stripping away another dozen layers of his Beast Armor.

"Shadow Magic? Get out of my way!"

Smith’s aura erupted once more. He struggled violently, causing Jacqueline to bleed from the corners of her mouth.

With another mighty struggle, Jacqueline cried out as she vomited another mouthful of fresh blood, her entire emaciated body trembling violently.

For a Third Order to forcibly control a Fourth Order, holding on for even a single breath was her limit.

But by now, even if Smith regained his freedom, he no longer had a chance to cut the copper wire.

"Now, Miss," Byron called out.

Upon hearing Byron’s command, Violet poured out all the "pure water" from the Warrior’s Cup—water so pure it was completely devoid of impurities.

With the natural water-controlling ability of a Calamity Witch, she enveloped the entire Golden Deer.

"Go!"

At the same moment, the Gungnir in Byron’s hands, infused with the souls of the Newman brothers—both Third Order Transcendents—erupted with an air-shattering boom and shot through the sky.

In an instant, it pierced through the chest of Guardian Spirit: Crawling Iron Coffin Princess, then through the Ghost Ship beneath her feet, the spearhead emerging from the ship’s bottom.

A copper wire connecting sky and sea suddenly pulled taut.

Before the entangled Black Coffin and May Wind could react—

CRACK!

A blazing white bolt of lightning, bright enough to illuminate the entire sea area, instantly transformed into an angry dragon, surging along the copper wire.

This was truly the Spear of Divine Punishment, hurled down from the clouds by the Thunder God!

The instantaneous power of lightning is terrifying.

Even in an ordinary thunderstorm, the voltage at the moment of discharge can reach 500 million volts, with an average current of 200,000 amperes.

Moreover, this lightning strike had been carefully chosen by Byron. With the help of the Storm Elves, it completely drained the cumulonimbus cloud in a single discharge.

Not a single drop was left.

This super-discharge, lasting about ten seconds or so, was naturally unimaginable in its power.

The wailing Guardian Spirit suddenly flared with blinding light and, in the blink of an eye, was incinerated into a wisp of blue smoke.

The Ghost Ship, riddled with holes and awash with water, underwent a massive positive energy cleansing.

CRACKLE! SIZZLE! Amidst a cacophony of sounds, electrical serpents instantly darted everywhere, wiping out all its Undead reserves.

UGH!

A large mouthful of fresh blood suddenly spurted from the back of Gladiator Smith’s head.

With the Guardian Spirit and the Ghost Ship—to which it was bound by a soul contract—both obliterated, Hearse-bearer Smith naturally suffered grievous injuries.

It wasn’t over yet.

The lightning then followed Gungnir’s spearhead into the sea—an excellent electrical conductor—incidentally sending their recent allies straight to heaven as well.

The octopus warship, already tightly entangled with the Black Coffin, was electrocuted until it was charred on the outside and cooked tender within. Its eight tentacles curled naturally, like grilled squid.

Soon, a tempting charred aroma drifted far and wide.

The half-human, half-fish Man-Eating Pomfrets gathered near the three ships also couldn’t escape disaster, all of them cooked into a massive fishman stew.

Due to the skin effect, electrical current tends to concentrate on the surface of a conductor.

In other words, the high-voltage electricity was largely concentrated near the water’s surface. But who could they blame but themselves for swarming up for a single drop of blood?

Humans die in pursuit of wealth; birds die in pursuit of food.

In any case, the sea was now filled with ’acquaintances’—all thoroughly cooked.

Only The Golden Deer, protected by a barrier of pure water as an insulating medium, remained safe and sound.

This horrific scene of utter carnage instantly filled their vision.

It caused everyone still alive on the battlefield to inadvertently stop their actions, staring blankly at this "Descent of the Thunder God," their eyes widening slowly.

Without exception, the image of that world-cleaving, straight bolt of lightning remained seared into their vision, taking a long time to fade.