Chapter 1387 - 646: The Third Cycle Completed, Invitation from the Holy Spirit Church (3)

In a normal situation, diving from a height over twenty meters is akin to diving onto concrete.

Byron fell from a thousand meters high without a scratch.

He felt a slight enhancement in the toughness of his skin membrane, muscle density, bone strength, and internal organ resistance, as the corners of the mouths of three colossal dragonheads opened into a sinister smile:

"The impact of ’suicidal training’ on improving physical fitness is indeed obvious, and it’s much more comprehensive than other exercise methods.

This decides it, from today I’ll perform a thousand high-altitude sea dives daily.

Who knows, it might not take many years before I can withstand against demigods using just my physical body and casually consolidate the ’Power’ divine position!"

Meanwhile, the swift deaths of numerous Kin finally alarmed the Fifth Order Dragon King here.

It appears to be a large-sized White Dragon, possibly having a direct bloodline relation with the White Dragon Soul of [Ice Glacier Kiss].

Byron’s "Unity of All Things" had long reached 10%, accurately locking onto the opponent from over a hundred kilometers away.

Not waiting for the just awakened Dragon King to react, he unleashed the most powerful [Dragon Language Forbidden Curse] of the divine era towards her.

Then promptly summoned the [Sure-hit Spear, Gungnir] and shot it out.

— Tame Gun!

Effect: "Limited to use against non-human beings, whereupon hitting the target, it enters the Spiritual World autonomously, only by suppressing the prey with one’s own will can one truly tame the opponent.

If forcibly broken away or reverse suppressed by the opposite party, it may result in mental trauma."

A streak of blue light flew out speedily.

As the White Dragon King was hit, Byron’s image as a blue-eyed three-headed dragon also suddenly descended into his consciousness, obtaining his name.

"[Winter Tyrant] Ivald? Submit to me!"

"Roar—!"

The White Dragon King, nestled in his Dragon Nest with a small female dragon, in slumber, suddenly got hijacked, who wouldn’t be furious?

The reason was actually worried I might hijack you in the future, so you decided to hijack me now???

Is there still any law in this world?

The White Dragon King struggled violently, yet ultimately was helplessly subdued bit by bit.

At this moment, Byron faced no risk in soloing the divine incarnation of the Old Gods, taming a single-path pseudo-god wouldn’t cause any incident.

On the other end, Blue Dragon King finally, after some maneuvering, destroyed the quasi-legendary warship Ice Glacier Kiss, completing the "Theseus Ship Spirit Ritual" of divine ascension.

The Dragonhead Figurehead hanging beneath the main slanting mast seemed to come alive again, emitting a high-pitched dragon roar alongside Prince Sorrenberg, its vigor no less than White Dragon King’s.

On the contrary, the last low moan emerged from the wreckage of [Ice Glacier Kiss], finally fading into silence.

Then, Blue Dragon King generated immense suction out of thin air, successively scavenging parts from [Ice Glacier Kiss] to replace its own.

The sparkling dragon bones, wings sail apparatus innately attuned to wind and water elements... all became parts of [Blue Dragon King], making its aura ever stronger.

Within a breath, it rapidly breached the Fifth Order’s boundary point.

Prince Sorrenberg asked and answered himself.

A ship could sail on the sea for hundreds of years, thanks to continuous maintenance and parts replacement.

As long as a piece of wood rotted, it would be replaced, perpetually maintaining peak condition.

Question: "If all the wood on Theseus Ship was replaced, until none of the wood was the original, is this ship still the original ship?"

Another question: "If a new ship is rebuilt using old parts taken from Theseus Ship, which of the two ships is the true Theseus Ship?"

The essence of Theseus Ship lies in replacing old with new!

Clang clang clang...

A stairway to godhood instantly surged skyward from above his head, anchoring on the Immortal Stairway in the void.

Edmund Lancaster shouted aloud to the sky:

"The criterion for deciding whether an entity is itself is not the specific material composing it.

Instead, it’s the internal structure of this entity - the relationship between material elements, and the spacetime continuity of this entity.

Distill, summarize the essence of ’Ship of Theseus’, which is:

’Specific relationship between parts with spacetime continuity!’

Even after countless wood repairs and replacements, the ship that always sails the sea remains itself."

Byron looked back, his face full of joy.

"Dad made it!"

Just like humans whose cells are completely renewed every seven years, as long as the genetic code deciding material composition remains unchanged, he is still his original self.

The Y chromosome inherited from father to son, grandson, the genetic information carried remains consistent.

Externally manifested as nobility lineage and family legacy all using the same surname.

YY everlasting, an eternal flow, if you love her, gift her an ancestral chromosome!

The Immortal Stairway is life information and genetic code of the Ship of Theseus.

This forbidden knowledge originally belonged to the Fifth Order Legendary Level Artisan, the [Sailboat Collector] Mordent Gray with a strong ship-loving fetish.

Even this Immortal Stairway was comprehended under sacrifices of "Redbeard Edward" dissected countless times.

Regrettably, despite the support from the Kingdom of Castilia, Mordent Gray still failed to complete the "Challenge the Impossible" ritual within these two years, finally being overtaken by Prince Sorrenberg.

At this moment, the world itself and collective subconscious of mankind started feedbacking power to him, rapidly elevating his spirituality, promoting him to Fifth Order Pseudo-God.