Pirate Kingship-Chapter 831 - 506: Harvest and the Happiest Way to Die (7100)_2

At the intersection of the blades from both sides, Vanessa's "Invisible Holy Sword" gradually revealed its true form in her hand.

It was a faintly translucent frost-like giant sword blade, vaguely shaped like a dragon's tooth.

Simple throughout with no decoration, only a piercing sharpness! Cold enough to chill the bones!

This was the sidearm sword of the founder of the North Sea Empire, Blue Dragon King Reinhardt, who slew the last Fifth Order Blue Dragon King of the Old Continent, completely ending the "Dragon Court" era — the First-Class Holy Relic, Dragon Slayer Sword Reinhardt.

The ancestors of the royal family of the Five Bay States were all Blue Dragon King Reinhardt; each branch inherited part of the Pirate Emperor's treasure upon division.

The ancestors of Iron Anchor Bay retained the Bayfolk's most primitive "barbaric" tendencies, seizing the most things from their brothers.

Even though the "Bayfolk Exiles" who had converted to Slumbering God Kraken stole many good things from Iron Anchor Bay, much was still left behind.

Besides the Pirate Code, the most symbolic of North Sea Empire's kingly power, Dragon Slayer Sword Reinhardt, was among them.

Reinhardt, after slaying the last Blue Dragon King, reforged his Dragon Slayer Sword using its teeth and named it after himself.

The sword was two meters long, a two-handed heavy sword, only usable by Bayfolk Kings or Queens with Blue Dragon King bloodline.

It could even merge into one's bloodline, using the body as a sword scabbard; unless one wills it, no one can find out where it is hidden.

Though it seems ironic, with the last dragon slain, there was no more use for any "Dragon Slayer Sword" on the Old Continent.

But it indeed possessed a powerful special attack effect against giant dragon bloodlines.

Moreover, its second core ability called Former Kings' Power allowed every Bayfolk King who used it to leave a portion of their power within its confines upon dying.

Mandate of Heaven: To wear the crown, one must bear its weight.

"A king growing on frigid lands must possess the tenacity to lead their people to survive.

Thirteen former kings have used it, only those who can endure the pain of being stabbed by them can borrow a portion of their power."

Vanessa, of mere Fourth Order essence, could only borrow the spirituality of three former kings at most, yet it was enough to reach the edge of legend, wielding her sword towards the Archbishop of Fifth Order might lent through rings.

This was precisely the key to her earlier discovery of the Raven's location, and the greatest reliance to flip the table right after her escape.

Previously, Vanessa, when besieged by a group of Judgment Knights and Demon Hunters, realized that even taking out the sword wouldn't turn the situation, hence secretly keeping it until now.

"Praise the Lord of Thousands Armies!

Angel Legion, capture those Lancaster kin!

And you, witch Vanessa!

I will personally break your limbs, shatter your spine, forcing you, an ungrateful heretic to My Lord's mercy, to live like a puddle of mud for the rest of your life.

Also, make your daughter and her good husband who dare come to rescue you deeply regret their audacity every day henceforth!"

Babatila roared furiously, his wings suddenly spread, transforming into a stream of light towards Vanessa.

He was merely a Fourth Order Sun Crown Priest himself, yet with the Bishop's Authority Ring's blessing, he could rival ordinary legends.

Adding that "Saint Descent" Archangel, stronger than ordinary "Celestial Descent", he fully surrendered his body to it, naturally controlling the surging power perfectly.

At the same time, masses of Twin-Winged Angels continuously emerged behind him, forming a sea of light directed at the group of women for a collective charge.

Initially, Vanessa was enduring the piercing pain of chest-blade thrusts, ready for a head-on interaction with the opponent, stunned upon hearing:

"Wait! What did you say? A son-in-law? Whose?"

She understood each word of his, yet together they made no sense, her mind temporarily dazed.

Imprisoned for over a decade, her last impression was of her pink-cheeked little daughter Violet who was just under ten years old, still at the age of tugging her skirt for affection.

Before reuniting with her daughter, suddenly learning of a "son-in-law" was more shocking than encountering this old enemy Babatila. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Without his specifics, she already realized who this "son-in-law" was.

"I treated you as a sworn brother, yet you considered me...???"

The first reaction was — execution! Must be execution!

Experts' duel, victory or defeat decided within a hair's breadth, "Celestial Descent" state Babatila certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity.

In hand, the scorching holy sword formed by Holy Light forcefully thrust.

Seeing Vanessa on the verge of suffering defeat.

The side wall of the Bone Cathedral and walls of its underground prison suddenly blasted open.

The biting cold wind instantly blew through the Bone Cathedral, extinguishing candles, covering countless skulls quickly with frost.

Da, da, da...

Led by a black-armored knight enveloped in death and storm aura, a steel torrent with iron hooves ablaze in azure ghost-fire charged vertically down the steep cliffs together.

Between shadows, the exact number of thousands of Undead Knights' figures trailing behind remains unknown.

Their helmets swished with buffalo horns and tattered feather crowns, underneath deathly gray masks lay even paler skin.