Chapter 1344 - 635: Byron’s Effusive Filial Piety: Selling Off Ancestors and the Mother Goddess! (Part 4)

The four nightmare murderers of the Old Continent’s various nations were all listed:

[Banyan Street Dream Killer Kruger], with his face burned off and iron claws on his hands; [Moonlight Murderer Michael], wearing a white hood over his head, carrying kitchen knives and axes, possessing an Undying Body under the moonlight;

[Crystal Lake Murderer Immortal Vorhees], wearing a scorched yellow mask and wielding a machete with boundless strength; [Leatherface Chainsaw Murderer Hewitt], who hunts passing pedestrians with saws and sledgehammers...

[Cannibal Hannibal], [Murderous Clown], [Devil’s Disciple], [Jack the Ripper], [Yorkshire Butcher]... regional horror legends without number.

Countless ghost faces suddenly surfaced upon the Dragon Slayer Sword.

Nightmare · Nightmare’s Return!

Above the two armies locked in a brutal slaughter, Lilith and Kraken each blasted an Air Blast Ring under their feet, two rainbow beams shooting left and right, plowing the sky into two halves.

Just as the two of them were mustering their full might, using their most fundamental "Dao and Principle" to decide who was truly above and who below.

Byron, who had been watching this place the whole time, quietly seized the opportunity.

He stretched out his hand and clawed viciously at the two rainbow beams.

In an instant he activated the ability "Sell" of the Sacred Relic [The First Stock Certificate]:

"At the moment of parting ways, you may demand settlement of dividends, forming a Mysticism treasure chest that forcibly extracts assets, knowledge, power, and treasures within the organization to offset the dividends.

The more equity you hold, the higher the value of what is extracted."

There exists a peculiar phenomenon in Finance: ’What most people believe to be fact, even if it is not fact, will actually become fact!’

Even in a healthy stock market, misleading information can trigger a chain of panic selling, which may cause stock prices to plummet and even crash on the spot.

Whereas in reality, when the "listed entity" faces a savage battle, once equity is sold off to redeem investment, it’s no longer just a crash—someone’s life is forfeit on the spot.

Byron’s filial mouth was always open, his tongue sweet as if smeared with honey:

"You think that just because you don’t randomly eat things you’re fine?

Every bit of my filial piety already has a hidden price tag on it.

I demand to Sell my shares—ancestors, Mother Goddess, sell them all!"

He was like an old retail investor who’d been trapped in a position for years—once he finally got a chance to break even, he bolted faster than anyone.

If you don’t run now, are you going to open a new position and go in instead?

Crash! Crash!

Two golden fishing hooks instantly tore away vast swathes of Divine Light from Lilith and Kraken.

Two treasure chests formed before him.

Kraken had the accumulated blessing of the thousand-year "Pirate Code", so its own Power was relatively stronger.

Byron completely extracted the shares he had fed to Its Kin, only retaining Activated Byron’s portion of ownership over the "Pirate Code".

He drew slightly less from Lilith; even the shares he had fed to Her Kin he only half-extracted in a great act of Mercy, so they could remain evenly matched.

As usual, he let Violet, this pale-faced "Luck Emperor", open the chests.

The equity was insufficient to pull on either side’s core Divine Position, but he extracted plenty of Spirituality, which, after purification by the Sacred Relics, held no hidden dangers.

Originally the Spirituality of Byron, Violet, and Catherine had already reached 24.3; now it surged together to 24.5, with the Fifth Order Limit clearly within sight.

This was their scarcest resource at the current stage, and the two were thoroughly satisfied.

Meanwhile, Kraken and Lilith, locked in a fight to the death, felt their bodies suddenly hollowed out; their complexions changed drastically.

"Ugh... hiss—hah... hiss—hah..."

In the next instant, the two, with no way to evade, slammed into each other with a thunderous crash.

If two hard-boiled eggs collide, the stronger one typically remains unscathed, while the weaker shatters to pieces.

But this time, evenly matched as They were, They both shattered!

"Pff—!"

The two were hurled backward by the blazing shockwave unleashed as their Power erupted and scattered, vomiting three liters of blood on the spot, turning into two blazing meteors that howled down from the sky and plunged into the sea.