Chapter 941: Chapter 533: Disaster from the Sky—It’s Not Bad Luck You Fear, But Bad Humans_4

At this moment, he clearly hadn’t realized the series of changes that had occurred in the Kingdom of Hightins, still proceeding methodically to gather his forces.

In the lord’s mansion above Torr’s Port, the administrative capital.

Bang!

A palm landed, and the tea table instantly shattered into splinters.

"Damn Three Nations Nobility, how dare you pretend to obey while secretly defying me. When I ascend the throne, I’ll kill you all!

I’ll also request the Church to revoke your rights to board the ship."

The Bayfolk Berserker, [Bearkin], was massive and, when enraged, his eyes turned blood-red, resembling a giant bear ready to devour anyone. None of the servants dared to approach his room.

Upon receiving the Church’s orders, he rushed from the Royal Capital to this place, demanding the lords of the Three Kingdoms provide reinforcements.

However, attacking the Kingdom of Hightins and the [King of the Wild Hunt] proved far more challenging than expected.

Especially after [Queen of the Eternal Night] Margaret I led the elites into The Holy Silver Empire and suffered heavy losses.

It wasn’t just because Margaret I wasn’t here, but also due to Byron’s extremely high prestige among the traditional Bayfolk.

Since he successfully plundered the Treasure Fleet and became the [Uncrowned King], the Pirate King, he had gained countless admirers.

Especially among the Five Bayfolk Countries, sailors, pirates, fishermen, whalers... People from countless sea-related professions idolized him.

Even with the "Anti-Creator Consciousness Act" issued by Margaret I, his secret admirers remained countless.

With such a foundation of public support, convincing the sailors to follow the Church’s will to attack Byron was difficult, as one might imagine.

The more pragmatic kingdom nobles saw no benefit in this affair and naturally showed little enthusiasm.

Pretending to obey while secretly opposing, and even openly contradicting, was everywhere.

The [Bearkin], in his impotent rage, could only prioritize mobilizing the legitimate forces he and Margaret I had painstakingly cultivated.

Fortunately, Cardinal Roschild Archbishop Ponde Elliot, the highest-ranking member of the alliance, represented the Orthodox Church in fully supporting him.

He even went to extraordinary lengths to bleed heavily once, bringing him two powerful Sacred Relics from the Church’s treasury, originating from the Twilight of the Gods in the Gulf Divine Lineage: [Queen Freyja’s Dressing Case] and [Frost Giant’s Winter Secret Box].

These two treasures greatly boosted Ulysses’ confidence.

He stood up and looked southward in the direction of the Kingdom of Hightins, murmuring to himself:

"I will inherit the [Queen of the Eternal Night]’s crown, sweep away the enemies of the Church in Hightins, seize Iron Anchor Bay, and rebuild the North Sea Empire.

Becoming the second empire within Theocratic Countries of the East Coast Church!

And far stronger in cohesion than the Holy Silver Empire composed of hundreds of states.

Then welcome the arrival of the Saint and Pope of St. Peter’s Cathedral in the North Sea Empire, and re-establish the core of the [Silver Code] here.

As long as we cling tight to the Church’s leg, even if the Great Flood comes, we can continue to enjoy boundless power and influence safely.

Even if we ultimately fail, I still have the ticket gifted by the Saint, allowing me to board the [Noah’s Ark] to escape the flood or even go to Heaven and gain eternal life with the [Creator]!"

Especially when he recalled the [Queen of the Eternal Night]’s promise to him, and that noble-blooded, cold, and beautiful princess, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of heat in his heart.

"That Bay Citizen Princess, a Direct Blood Descendant of the [Blue Dragon King], is a widow or not, it doesn’t matter to me.

As long as I cooperate with the Church to kill [King of the Wild Hunt] Byron Lancaster, and let Princess Violet give birth to legally recognized heirs, preferably three or four children, I can secure the throne and qualify to rebuild the North Sea Empire.

The empire, the beauty, they are all mine!"

Just as he was lost in thought.

"Howl——!"

A piercing howl suddenly reached his ears.

"What is that?!"

The [Bearkin] stood in the castle and gazed into the distance, noticing an unknown disturbance from the direction of the Sea of Monsters in the storm.

The military port, where a large number of alliance navy forces were stationed, reacted extremely quickly.

"Fire!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!....

Soon, the coastal defense cannons roared in succession, the fire illuminating Ulysses’ suddenly ashen face, and the ocean turned dark as countless massive creatures thrashed and boiled.

The naval officers and soldiers at the military port saw what was in the sea, and their faces instantly turned deathly pale, mouths opening as if to shout something, but only an incomprehensible string of screams emerged:

"Ahhh...Sea Monster——!"