Pirate Kingship-Chapter 676 - 465 Decryption complete, gain another entry (6600)_2

Byron had just turned three years old when Heather passed away, her epitaph also personally determined by her before her demise.

The siblings dismounted and gazed for a while at the cemetery, which had not been tended to in a year and had since become overgrown with weeds.

Simultaneously, and as if guided by telepathy, they stepped forward. Not using their transcendent abilities, they instead began to clear away all the weeds that had grown over the past year by hand.

Then they placed a plate of butter bear biscuits smuggled out from Ganquan Palace.

Byron reached out to touch the tombstone facing the sea, now covered in moss, his gaze distant as he murmured, "Mother, Sister and I have come back to see you."

In the past, when they accompanied their father to pay their respects annually, they had always found it odd that he would choose such a remote location for the gravesite.

It was only after Byron's chance encounter with his cousin Sarant Tudor that he guessed this was probably where his father and mother, Heather, first met.

Across the sea was her homeland, the domain of the Merfolk; she wished to gaze upon her homeland from here.

Though after one's death, only a grave holding a corpse remains, with the soul not truly there, it holds special significance for both the living and the deceased.

Some say that a person's death occurs three times.

The first is the moment one draws their last breath, dead in the biological sense.

The second is during the funeral, when a person's social identity is completely erased, leaving them no place in the world of the living.

The third is when they are completely forgotten by everyone, their final traces vanishing, ultimately dissolving into the collective subconscious sea.

The promotion system for Transcendents fundamentally follows the same idea.

The core of it is how one can exist longer.

The stronger and more far-reaching a person's influence over the human world, the stronger their power becomes, and the stronger their Anchoring in the collective human subconscious.

Up to Seventh Order True Gods, even if dead for a thousand years, they would be firmly remembered by the world itself, still harboring hope for resurrection.

For Mother, shrouded in many mysteries, most people who interacted with her can only remember a name. Now, knowing Mother's past, the reality is that only Father holds the strongest anchor. As the world enters the 'Intertidal Zone,' sea levels rise, and Death Stranding incidents become more frequent, unforeseen events might occur at any time. Cemeteries in various countries and major cities could potentially become ticking time bombs. Especially those around the North Sea are the most vulnerable. It would be best to start digging up the corpses that serve as soul anchors and properly resettle them in the Bantaan Archipelago now.

"Sister, step back."

Catherine stepped back a few paces. Byron's head glowed faintly as he channeled Skull Number One to activate the Authority of Crystal Skull Number Two, [Earth Mother Goddess] Mano.

The ground began to tremble slightly. Soil and rocks parted like flowing water on both sides, while the base rose, delivering a gleaming Crystal Coffin before them.

Byron immediately saw through the Crystal Coffin to a small, undamaged figure lying inside, as if merely in deep slumber.

Catherine, beside him, couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment, "Is that really a fish tail?"

Even though she had already learned about the true identity of her foster mother from Byron and grown up listening to The Little Mermaid fairy tales, she was still taken aback when she saw the real thing with her own eyes.

Indeed, Heather's corpse didn't resemble that of a human but displayed the form of a Mermaid.

With delicate features, she appeared to be about sixteen or seventeen in human years. Her silver hair was spread out on the crystal pillow, with a vibrant Red Rose tucked at her temple.

The upper half of her body was the graceful torso of a young girl, while the lower half was a beautiful, glittering silver fish tail.

Her hands were clasped over her chest, tightly gripping a small blue metal fragment that radiated a gentle blue light in the night.

Driven by her [Mithril Dragon] instincts, Catherine subconsciously wanted to take a closer look at the shiny object, but Byron held her back.

At the same time, a phototactic moth flying in the summer night sky toward the light source was instantly frozen as it approached within two meters, falling to the ground and shattering.

"HISS!"

There was nothing unusual about Heather's corpse itself; the shiny metal fragment was the source of the anomaly.

The [Nautical Logbook] in his right eye scanned it and immediately discerned information about this unclaimed treasure.

[Zero-Tier Sacred Relic - Triton of the Sea King] (Fragment):

"As is well known, water has three states: solid, liquid, and gas.

These three states correspond to the three Halberd Blades of this divine Trident, each with its own emphasis on Might.

The Halberd Blade representing liquid can control waves to cause tsunamis, submerging ships and even islands.

The Halberd Blade representing gas allows the wielder to undergo Myriad Transformations, change into different marine creatures, and command other sea life.

The Halberd Blade representing solid can freeze all tangible and intangible things, even concepts, halting Material changes.

Combining all three encompasses all powers within water, transforming the wielder into the true Sea King.

In this world, which is gradually slipping into the 'Intertidal Zone' and even the Deep Sea with the advent of the Spiral Annals, the [Triton of the Sea King] is undoubtedly one of the most powerful Divine Artifacts.

The conditions for its use are extremely harsh. Aside from each Halberd Blade of the Trident corresponding to a Mandate of Heaven, there is also the prerequisite of possessing the bloodline of the Sea King."