Pirate Kingship

Chapter 1086: Chapter 570: If You Cause Trouble in the Future, Just Don’t Mention Your Master

The East Coast of the Southern Continent Safari Paradise, controlled by all kinds of Deep Sea Clan, was shrouded in heavy clouds and raging waves.

Boom! Boom! Boom!... freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Huge airburst blasts boomed one after another like thunder shaking the Sky Sea.

People on land and on whaling ships at sea all looked up toward the low-hanging clouds, but all they could see was a pale-blue long rainbow piercing through them.

Ring after ring of pristine white Air Blast Rings chased behind it, yet no matter what, they just couldn’t catch up with the rainbow’s pace.

And that streak of red light didn’t pause for even a second, as if what was chasing it wasn’t Air Blast Rings it had generated itself, but some rabid mad dog.

If an onlooker were standing on the top of a hill, they could even sense the vast electromagnetic field above their head discharging layer after layer, continuously accelerating that long rainbow.

Its flight speed grew faster and faster, arriving in a blur and leaving in a blur, crossing from the western horizon to the eastern horizon in the blink of an eye.

The onlookers were swept by a circle of invisible force, and couldn’t help feeling a wave of tingling numbness, their hair all frizzing up like dandelions.

Crackle...

The long rainbow slashed open the cloud sea, cutting straight across the entire Hundred Beasts Paradise. Only when it reached the sea above the East Coast did it finally explode apart with a boom and reveal two figures.

Byron was holding his elder sister Catherine in a princess carry, panting hard, drenched in sweat, a lock of messy black hair at his temple plastered to his smooth, sweat-soaked forehead.

The back of his shirt was soaked through with cold sweat.

Even his sister, who should have been carefully protected, had one Crystal Shoe on her right foot blown clean off halfway; before it could hit the ground it was blasted to dust by the Air Blast Rings chasing behind.

At the moment, the snow-white hem of her dress was fluttering, revealing a small fair foot with toes painted a bright rose red, which Catherine hurriedly stuffed into her little brother’s shirt.

That alone showed just how frantically Byron had fled.

Before Catherine could even react, they had already gone from the Ring of Fire Mountain Range on the Sun Empire’s West Coast to the Chasm Trench on the East Coast.

She didn’t ask Byron what had happened, just silently took out a handkerchief from her bosom, scented with her body fragrance and the smell of Rose, and helped wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Only then did Byron come back to his senses, realizing that he had been holding his sister’s lithe, fruit-laden delicate body in his arms—slim waist, long legs, and those perfectly full, firm, juicy hips—yet hadn’t taken the time to savor any of it.

Standing on a wisp of sea breeze, he took two deep breaths, letting the Divinity’s Divine Light that had exploded to its limits quickly flow back.

Only then did he use the already-connected Law Network to answer Atahualpa’s question about why he was running.

"Huff... sorry, it’s nothing major, huff... it’s just that my Queen Violette is pregnant, I have to rush home and take a look."

The Queen’s pregnancy was just a perfunctory excuse.

Byron was purely worried that the Sun God Inti, who had taken Machu Picchu Sky City as his own Demi-God Kingdom, might, just like his Seventh Order True God predecessor the Sun God, the Lord of the Four Transitions Emperor Wu, because of one little ’accident’, sink the Southern Continent all over again!

"The Creator just gently split things open, and you lot are like, what the hell, you’re going to... blow it all up on the spot!

And not just one time, but many times over."

After the Flower Mountain Celestial Kingdom embedded itself into the Golden Triangle in the shape of an eye, Byron’s left eye gained a portion of prophecy power to see through the timeline.

The right eye sees the present, the left eye predicts the future.

When the Sun Stone Calendar predicts and deduces various possibilities of the future, it doesn’t need to expend historical influence; only personally entering a virtual timeline to simulate choices will consume influence.

But that is already enough to serve as a reference for action.

Right after Atahualpa revealed a string of top-secret inside information about the Sun Deity System, several timelines—some thick, some thin—automatically unfolded before Byron’s eyes.

Among them was an ending where the Sun God Inti successfully broke through; there was an ending where he was devoured by his descendants, further subdivided into endings where Death Dusk ascended in Victory, or where the Founder ascended in Victory, or where they perished together;

there was also an ending where the restless Old Gods and their Kin secretly meddled and lured him into becoming Fallen; freewebnøvel.coɱ

and of course there was no shortage of endings where a single "rumble" wiped out the entire Sun Empire and blasted the Ring of Fire Mountain Range into the sky...

For Inti, the conditions to trigger a big explosion were far more convenient than for that ancient predecessor of his; he had prepared ahead of time when founding the country, building the country amidst the mountains.

The entire Ring of Fire Mountain Range, which brought endless Gold and various precious metals to the Sons of the Sun, was full of active Volcanoes formed by the squeezing together of the Stormy Ocean plates and continental plates.

Who knew how much Energy had accumulated beneath the crust.

He only needed a single Mushroom Bomb with a yield far smaller than that of the Ancient Sun God to produce an effect in no way inferior to the latter.

A massive chain of volcanic eruptions would be triggered, and while he was at it he could tear open a Zero Level World Rift. Over half of the Hundred Beasts Paradise would be totally barbecued.

To Byron, so-called "risk" was the sum or product of the severity of consequences and the probability of occurrence.

In this world where the law of accidents goes: "If something can go wrong, no matter how small the possibility, it will eventually happen."

He really didn’t dare gamble on when exactly the Sun God would have an accident, or how serious the consequences would be.

If he didn’t run now, when was he supposed to?

He sighed deeply in his heart:

"Being able to handcraft Mushroom Bombs even in the Stone Age with zero industrial Foundation, yet having no corresponding operating protocols or systems of knowledge—this is just too dangerous.

Ignorance and Arrogance are both obstacles to survival.

The young lady of my house has a mass-energy equation that touches the very source of explosions more directly than you, but even now she’s never actually gone and hand-crafted one of these most terrifying fireworks in the whole world.