Chapter 1435: Chapter 658: Opening Move of War—Who’s in Charge of the Laundry Detergent? (Part 3)
The human-shaped gun platform let out a cold sneer and slapped the glowing orb into one of the gun barrels beside him.
“I might die, but all these heavily armed cruisers with teleportation capabilities, and your entire sea caravan, are going to vanish from this world right along with me.
This deal is worth it!”
Franco’s teacher was one of the Kingdom’s Guardians of the Pyrenees Empire, a Fifth Order Legendary Artillery Expert of the same Sequence as him, the [Elemental Lord] Nicholas.
He possessed a powerful Strange Art known as [Element Annihilation].
Before Franco set out, he gifted this prized Fourth Order Hero disciple a single [Fire Element Annihilation Bomb], equivalent to the Elemental Lord’s full-power strike.
Only, there was a huge problem with using this move.
Namely, the rank of the human-shaped gun platform wasn’t high enough. The indirect kill radius of the annihilation bomb itself reached a full two kilometers, yet his maximum firing range was only… one and a half kilometers.
So the moment he used it, he would be staking the ultimate trump card of a Fourth Order Hero Artillery Expert on the line—a forbidden technique he could use only once.
However, graft that onto someone like Franco Bampton, a Traditional Faction officer willing to sink with his ship just to defend the honor of the Invincible Fleet, and it no longer seemed like an unacceptable flaw at all.
As long as the target’s strategic value was high enough, it was absolutely worth it!
His mouth split into a grin as he pronounced judgment on the fate of all the Bayfolk Soldiers in this sea area who still had no idea of the looming danger:
“Die. All of you together.”
Yet just as he was about to pull the trigger in his heart and fire this Element Annihilation Bomb—
A flash of green light suddenly flared on the poop deck in front of him, revealing a man and a woman whose faces looked vaguely familiar.
The man was around forty, temples dusted with white, his build burly, dressed in the general’s uniform of the North Sea Empire.
A petite girl in a purple lady’s dress clung affectionately to his arm. Their ages looked father and daughter, but their demeanor was more like husband and wife.
Yet regardless of what their relationship actually was, both of them radiated an extraordinary, overwhelming aura. Standing here, they didn’t feel like two people, but like two flawless gods in the flesh.
Danger—!
Franco only froze for a heartbeat before recognizing the man’s identity. His pupils shrank, and he cried out in shock:
“You’re Prince Edmund Lancaster of Solenberg? You’ve ascended to godhood?!”
Just looking at Byron’s face, it was obvious that Prince Sorrenberg was also the kind of handsome man who could easily become a “Friend of Middle-aged and Elderly Women.”
After ascension his appearance would be fixed as it was, no longer aging or decaying, far better than his father-in-law, Sea King Atlas, who had already turned into an old man.
But that was what you got when the Little Mermaid Princess Heather slept for twenty years, then woke up not long ago and smoothly ascended, still looking like a petite, adorable young girl.
Anyone who didn’t know them, seeing this pair for the first time, would absolutely think Edmund Lancaster was some heinous criminal, the kind you didn’t even need to put on trial before executing by firing squad.
Prince Sorrenberg had zero awareness of that. He nodded to the human-shaped gun platform and offered surrender terms:
“You’re Franco Bampton?
I remember you, one of the Fourth Order Heroes in Castilia most likely to advance to Legendary.
Count yourself unlucky—I just happened to be on duty near the Bantaan Archipelago these two days.
Lay down your weapons and surrender. I can let you live two days longer.”
Since Atahualpa was currently Byron’s most important cash cow, constantly funneling the money of the Sun Empire’s nobility into the banks of the Sacred Golden Empire through a continuous “Ponzi scheme”,
and at the same time the Southern Continental Rift Trench was an indispensable energy base for the Whale Oil Industry,
his old man and the Legendary Warship [Blue Dragon King] had, after returning, re-established their station on Island No. 1 of the Centaur Archipelago, frequently shuttling between the Material World and the Edge of the World.
Byron, however, worried that the [Sun God] Inti, who had never successfully advanced, might suddenly blow up, and strictly forbade his father from personally setting foot in the Sun Empire—at most he could send an incarnation over.
As for Heather, after obtaining three lunar incarnations, she placed one at the Fairy Town School, one in the Mermaid Kingdom, and naturally kept the last at her husband’s side to enjoy their sweet world of two.
Once they received the message, they rushed over together to stabilize the situation.
Prince Sorrenberg was now a Fifth Order Pseudo-God, the [Soul Ferryman].
On top of that, he had already fused the [Funeral] Divine Position of the Hidden Corpse Eel King. Even the West Coast Pirate King, Ocean Throne Barbarossa Hailidin, could barely stand as his equal.
He had leapt straight into the very top tier of High Sequence Extraordinary Beings in the Southern Hemisphere.
As he spoke to the human-shaped gun platform, he simultaneously invoked his Divine Art [Soul Burial]:
“Any living person that annoys me, I take them away. Any undead that annoys me, I forcibly deport it back to Hell.”
Before Franco Bampton could fire the Element Annihilation Bomb, a pitch-black vortex suddenly opened beneath his feet, like a flushing toilet sucking him in, dragging both flesh and soul straight into the Edge of the World.
They waited for a single breath.
Rumble—!!!
Everyone in this sea area heard an illusory roar in their ears, as if the entire sea had shuddered once.
If it could stir such commotion even through the world’s barrier, that alone proved how terrifying this ultimate move really was.
And by then, the [human-shaped gun platform] that had fallen into the Edge of the World no longer had anything human about him; he was scattered everywhere along the Edge of the World in drifting fragments.
He couldn’t even become a ghost.
After that, the Interdiction Cruiser Fleet pressed the pursuit and hunted down the fleeing enemies, not letting a single one slip away. By the time they fully annihilated this Invincible Fleet and completely ended the battle, dawn was already staining the horizon.
The entire Interdiction Cruiser Fleet gathered around the battered, ravaged [Pearl Bay].