Chapter 1342 - 635: Always Keeping the Filial Mouth Open: Ancestors and Mother Goddess, All Sold! (Part 2)

The terrifying legend of Reinhardt, enough to stop a child from crying and plunge countless people into nightmares, was infused into the Dragon Slayer Sword, cutting down with a single strike.

The Pirate Emperor’s millennium-old notorious reputation is not inferior to the typical Power of the Divine Kingdom.

Evil men are worse than evil spirits!

The Nether River Burial was broken on the spot, and even the evil spirits in the river were frightened and fled in all directions.

"Not good, underestimated them."

The [Betrayal] Incarnation and [Funeral] Incarnation both realized the gravity of the situation.

The sudden backstabbing did not achieve the expected effect, and a face-to-face duel made it even less likely to kill these two competitors, simultaneously giving rise to thoughts of retreat.

The Pillar of Hailocus was likely already out of their grasp, and if they didn’t cut their losses in time now, they would end up losing even their last resources.

Turning into a stream of light, they turned their heads and ran, leaving the Kin who were still in fierce battle on the sea surface behind.

But currently, only they know the secret of the Pillar of Hailocus. Lilith and Kraken wouldn’t allow others to spread the secret or secretly come back during their desperate fight to snatch the prize.

The two exchanged a glance and, with tacit understanding, each went for the obviously weaker Betrayal Incarnation and Funeral Incarnation.

The ensuing battle was without suspense.

In just a few minutes, the sound of wailing from being devoured alive rang out once again.

The [Human] Incarnation of Lilith devoured the [Betrayal] Divine Position, while the [Nightmare] Incarnation of Kraken devoured the [Funeral] Divine Position.

As for the other three Divine Positions of [Cnidarian], [Harvest], and [Disease], all were tainted by disease, and at the critical moment of battle, no one dared to absorb them casually.

Simply put aside the temporary opportunity to strengthen themselves and deal with the formidable enemy before them first.

As long as they became the ultimate winner, everything would be theirs.

Looking around, the battlefield only had the Pirate Emperor Kraken, combining the power of all pirates and the Deep Sea Clan, with a radiant golden crown on his head; and Lilith, commanding all Night Demons and Kin, with a blood crown on her head.

The sea surface was colored gold and red by the soaring divine light.

"The Chief God has been defeated—!"

"Run!"

The five Divine Incarnations perished one after another, and the aerial roots filling the battlefield gradually dissipated. Aside from the Twilight Church and Deep Dive Church, all other Kin were fleeing for their lives, too numerous to be stopped.

They were just like tool-like minions without much significance in interception.

As the two Old Gods confronted each other, the armies under both sides, having been engaged in a fierce battle for a long time and suffered heavy losses, began to engage without hesitation.

The Byrons in both armies cursed the two Divine Incarnations of Betrayal and Funeral:

"Did soaking in the sea for fifteen hundred years rot your brains?

No background check before the ambush, poor rating! No preparation of countermeasures, poor rating!

At the very least, to ensure the success rate, your ambush targets should have been the same; at least you could have severely injured them, which is an even worse rating!

Even the Mother of Monsters is better, truly shaming us undercover operatives."

These two fellows, with their lack of skill, not only failed to weaken the strength of Lilith and Kraken but instead sacrificed themselves to make them stronger.

Moreover, a failed backstab would inevitably arouse their vigilance. Although I have the advantage of status, it will be much harder to backstab again.

Gnashing teeth in secret:

"The success rate of backstabbing dropped from 99% to 97% instantly; how is this different from certain failure? It’s really unsettling.

I can only do this now."

On the Legendary Warship [Pirate City], Byron ordered:

"Boar Ship Ghost Ship, you have the ram, charge forward to disrupt their battle line formation."

On the Flagship [Quartz Stone], Vlad III also raised his hand to give a micro-management order:

"Amethyst Vessel, detach and advance twenty meters ahead."

The proxy captain of the [Pirate City], Byron, is the vanguard commander and strongest of the Deep Dive Church.

The captain of [Quartz Stone], Thorny Duke Vlad III, is also a vanguard commander.

In recent ten-some days, he used the power of [Bone Zither] to subdue the other three Night Demon Pseudo-Gods, effectively gaining command of the fleet.

In such a scene where no one can care for another on the cruel battlefield, the two commanders started sending their men to their deaths with mutual cover, where no one noticed anything unusual in a short time.

They each engaged in extreme micro-operations, which, according to basic naval battle tactics, even allowing each warship captain to command themselves might lead to only a small defeat; after the micro-operations, it became a big defeat.

But before the commanders noticed the problem, they looked up to find that the opposite side was as miserable as they were?

Suddenly, they found the commanders unfathomable.

In short, they were feeding the soldiers under the opponent’s command to their own Chief God, continuously enhancing the share percentage of themselves within them.

Originally, the fleet was a shared resource of their Chief Gods, but through their "outsourcing company," it was logically turned into their private investment!

This kind of thing wasn’t a secret in the past life; it’s just basic operations.

To manipulate the situation, setting insurance for subsequent actions.

At this time, the Maze Lock of the Pillar of Hailocus, bombarded at the doorstep of their home by a group of Old God Incarnations for so long, was already on the verge of collapse.

Inside the Royal Capital, the very few remaining Fifth Order Pseudo-Gods couldn’t help but feel a tremor of heart seeing the world’s destruction outside.

Sea King Atlas asked his grandson:

"Byron, all the remnants below the Fifth Order have been sent to the Divine Kingdom. Should we retreat now?"