Pirate Kingship

Chapter 1329 - 632: Helplessness—My Brotherhood with My Father-in-law Turns Sour Instantly

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As the Whale Hunter, Jack Harold, incarnates into a unicorn giant whale, he sneers disdainfully, his voice still like thunder in the deep sea:

"Flying Water Hydras, you, a mere coelenterate animal with a common anus and mouth that hasn’t evolved properly, certainly spew filth when you open your mouth.

Want to kill me? If you’ve got the guts, come over and bite me yourself, hahaha..."

As he spoke, he swung his giant tail again, stirring up a swirling vortex, transforming once more into golden lightning that crashed two degenerate Sea Monsters into blood mist before they could escape.

A portion of this returns to the Pillar of Hailocus, stabilizing the Light Barrier Lock that was on the brink of collapse.

"Magical Sea Monsters, focus fire! Kill him!"

The Archbishop Flying Water Hydras’ face was ashen as he roared angrily.

The large and small Sea Monsters that had already retreated, all threw bubbles and water guns at the Whale Hunter but couldn’t even catch up to the bubbles on his tail.

This misdirected firepower shouldn’t have weakened the barrier, giving the Transcendents guarding the two countries a chance to catch their breath.

The Flying Water Hydras cautiously glanced at the expression of his own Mother Goddess, gritted his teeth, and revealed his mythical form, leading the charge.

He appeared as a giant hydra, but the tissues that made up his body were semi-transparent and jelly-like, covered in red eyes all over, with seven or eight hollow tentacles dancing around a mouth brimming with sharp teeth.

Flying Water Hydras knew very well that the Six Great Sects could come to kill at any moment, so he had to make every second count.

Though he had suffered greatly at the hands of the Whale Hunter during these two years while defending here, he could only muster the courage to charge forward.

The eyes all over his body filled with blood, turning into a warning red, then dazzling red beams shot explosively toward the Whale Hunter.

Whizz, whizz, whizz...

Faced with the bombardment from this pseudo-god of the same rank, the Whale Hunter remained unfazed, transforming into golden lightning and continually flickering among the ranks of Sea Monsters around.

With each flicker, at least one Sea Monster exploded.

The red beams shot by Flying Water Hydras were all blocked by the bodies of other Sea Monsters or resisted with the sharp horn on his head, completely dismantled.

Conversely, those Sea Monsters hit by the red beams all wailed in pain and started to degenerate.

No matter if they were originally mammals, reptiles, fish, or cephalopods... they all reverted to coelenterates with mouths but no anuses, their intelligence greatly diminished.

Transformed into a jelly-like multicellular mass, they crawled toward Flying Water Hydras, becoming extensions of his body.

Coelenterates are the lowest tier of multicellular animals, even less than fools who drool from the corners of their mouths, only able to say "abba abba."

Flying Water Hydras’ divine art [Ecological Niche Degradation] can make creatures on ecological branches degenerate toward their ancestors, becoming simpler and lower-tier.

One mishap, and they would directly transform into coelenterates without brain cells, becoming part of Flying Water Hydras.

Far more tragic than the legendary "fallen into the animal realm."

Before these unlucky ones merged into Flying Water Hydras’ body to enhance his power, the golden horn on the Whale Hunter’s head first exploded a halo, creating a divine domain spanning over a dozen nautical miles.

With a flick of his tail, large swaths of golden runes appeared out of thin air, flashing brilliantly, and hundreds of blazing Whale Hunting Spears shot out, blasting those Sea Monsters, worse than death, into pieces.

Blood and spirituality quickly dissolved in the divine domain, and the Light Barrier supported by the Pillar of Hailocus not only stabilized but also strengthened again.

Even his body, already exaggeratedly large, slightly grew a bit larger.

This is the Whale Hunter’s unique authority [Heavenly Curtain Giant Beast]!

In nature, whales return everything they have absorbed from the sea back to the sea upon death.

But the "whales" living in the human world don’t.

There are too many "whales" in this world that will never die and become a whale fall to return to the world, so many that the world is already overwhelmed.

They wantonly squeeze every existence in the food chain, greedily swallowing them into their bellies, growing ever larger, never satisfied.

Moreover, they wish to permanently occupy the highest ecological niche for themselves and their descendants, with the result being that the nutrients in the sea become increasingly scarce over time.

Someone must hunt down those "whales" perched at the top of the food chain, giving survival space to the other 12,490 species of tiny creatures.

The greedy, power-mad nobles of humans who see the lower class as ants; the pseudo-gods in the Extraordinary World who’ve feasted on humans to climb the Immortal Stairway are all such "whales," and are his sworn targets for hunting.

This is also why Jack Harold, the East Coast Pirate King, is called the Whale Hunter.

After traversing all three ascension routes to the Fifth Order, he relied on the Legendary Pirate’s [Professional Completion], merging his title abilities, strange arts, and divine arts into one, forming his exclusive authority [Heavenly Curtain Giant Beast].

Able to return everything material, including polluted spirituality and kin, back to the source.

Of this, he can designate thirty percent for himself or share it with others, while the remaining seventy percent returns to the world, greatly elevating his own [Unity of All Things] state.

Simultaneously, as the only [Heavenly Curtain Giant Beast], he can infinitely grow without any limit, even generating a Divine Kingdom in his belly.

It’s equivalent to being a "proletariat" working for the world, every bit of harvest soaked with sweat, a legitimately earned income.

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