Chapter 1298 - 624: Surprise! The 3rd Legendary Warship Fearless! (Part 2)

It was Byron’s first time hearing such a description from this angle.

But the Radiant Queen, after all, is a demigod, and her perspective is indeed closer to the essence of extraordinary power.

Moreover, this description is akin to the "Opening the Mysterious Gate" and "Enlightenment" in inner cultivation texts from countless religions in his past life.

Legend has it that the human body possesses an essential Qiao called the Mystic Gate, and once opened, one can enter a state of "Unity of Heaven and Man," merging their spiritual state with the universe.

In this state, physiological and pathological changes reverse simultaneously, diseases are instantly cured, bodily functions rejuvenate, and human potential instincts can be triggered, allowing one to transcend.

The "Triple Point" might just be a super-enhanced version of such Qiao, not a Qiao within the human body but the Qiao in this world, with effects magnified countless times!

For the Transcendent, this is the true madness-inducing one piece.

After the excitement, Byron soberly realized that he was temporarily incapable of vying for such treasure, even if the Old Gods wanted to seize it, the Creator isn’t someone to take lightly.

Deciding to first do what he could:

"If the above speculation is true, I finally understand why my father-in-law, the Whale Hunter Jack Harold, incarnated as Leviathan and charged into the sealed mermaid Royal Capital.

He must have found clues about the Triple Point and the Pillar of Hailocus elsewhere during his long wanderings overseas, prompting him to take the risk and infiltrate.

Thinking from another angle, once secrets are no longer secrets and even someone as intentional as my father-in-law of Fifth Order Pseudo-God Level can find clues, not to mention those Old Gods.

In other words, besides myself and my father-in-law, who knows how many Old Gods are eyeing the power that allowed the Creator to win the Twilight of the Gods."

His expression fluctuated:

"Those Old Gods who regained their sanity are each not beneath me.

Even if my divine position is more significant, their thousands of years of experience are incomparable to mine. One-on-one, it’s not much of an issue, but facing a group could be truly daunting.

Luckily..."

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and gazed tenderly at the Radiant Queen’s stunningly beautiful face.

Voluntarily wrapping his arms around her slender yet strong, elastic waist, he began to move instinctively, making the ripples in the hot spring pool even more intense than before.

While actively showing goodwill, he also gently blew into her alabaster ear, his magnetic voice causing the young woman to blush and weaken:

"Madam, you wouldn’t want your man to be dismembered and eaten by a group of Old Gods, would you?"

The Radiant Queen let out a soft hum, thoroughly enjoying it, yet she saw through this man’s motives in an instant and teasingly whispered in his ear like a mischievous cat:

"Oh, back when the Undersea Kingdom and the northern continents fell, we were too occupied to help.

Only after I broke through to Sixth Order did I have the spare energy to tend to fellow humans, even rally the human nations into forming an alliance, or even... a world government.

However, you can’t expect me to lend a hand for free. There must be some compensation."

With that, she lifted his face and bit his lips, Adam’s apple, and chest, leaving a trail of teeth marks all the way down until her head submerged again.

Byron gasped, clutching her head:

"Hiss—! Enough, do you think this is a straw? That you can suck out as much Panacea as you’d like?"

The Radiant Queen’s muffled voice came from underwater:

"Darling, be confident. Where in the world is there such a straw as thick?"

...

On the third day after fleeing from the Sea of Origin Matter back to the Material World.

Byron finally escaped from the "Hero’s Tomb" that almost sucked his marrow dry and bid farewell to the alluring, radiant Radiant Queen, limping out of her chambers with a hand on his waist.

"Eek... hiss... hiss..."

Though his kidneys felt empty, his heart felt exceptionally settled.

After collecting her dues, the Radiant Queen patted her chest and assured him that she would support his upcoming actions.

But they both always remembered that the collective is the king’s path, even if the Radiant Queen possesses decisive power, those sane divine incarnations are no simple opponents.

"The Desert Empire’s naval power is nearly nonexistent, and if the Radiant Queen ventured alone, she would face the risk of falling if ambushed by three to five Old Gods’ divine incarnations.

Thus, the timing of involvement in the war is crucial..."

Byron was contemplating how to intervene in this conflict when suddenly he heard similar sounds ahead: "Eek... hiss... hiss."

Looking up, he saw his cousin Saranthe, face pale and eyes ringed dark, also clutching his waist and walking along the wall.

Byron was the first to spot his cousin, quickly letting go of the wall, straightening his emptied waist, and waiting nonchalantly for him to approach.

Soon, Saranthe also noticed Byron and instantly rejoiced, calling out with tears in his eyes from afar:

"Cousin! I finally live to see you. Hiss—! Hiss...

Where have you been these days? You neither answer messages nor respond to the call of the Three-part Honorable Title; I shouted to the heavens for no response, begged the earth to no avail. Do you know how I’ve survived these past three days?

Quick, cousin, quickly prepare a bottle of Blood Brew·Poodle for me to replenish myself.

Given my current condition, I probably need about ten to twenty bottles to barely warm my stomach, and another one to two hundred bottles as reserve before I can weather this tribulation.

I feel incredibly weak now! Hiss... hiss..."

Evidently, the relationship between Saranthe and Bast has also advanced swiftly during this period.