CHAPTER 543: CHAPTER 489: 2 MONTHS LATER

Sea Origin Calendar Year 185.

In the colonies of civilized countries, whether the New Continent or the Southern Continent, peace was elusive.

Even in the last two months of the year, shockingly influential events, capable of impacting the entire human world, were not absent.

Marked by the Pirate Alliance from the Golden Sea breaking through Hilus Dios Port on the New Continent.

The pirates, as if at a grand feast, divided among themselves the immense wealth of the entire Treasure Fleet.

The Deputy Commander of the Dragon Cavalry, "Jade Light" the Great Knight, with powerful might that straightforwardly slew the garrison’s Major General, held undeniable supreme prestige (leading everyone to weigh gold with great mouths full of meat), was unanimously recognized by all pirates and crowned as king.

Thus formally establishing the tripartite division of power among the three kings of the Golden Sea!

As all forces in the Golden Sea understood, the Dragon Cavalry was essentially a Privateer Fleet, although the Fleet Commander "White Knight"’s identity was mysterious, it could be speculated that he was certainly a prominent figure in a Tulip family.

And having "Jade Light," a truly powerful female pirate, become the Pirate King was just perfect.

Moreover, she became the first female Pirate King since the Great Navigation era began, instantly becoming an idol of countless female pirates who flocked to her command.

When everything settled down.

The news reached Aiven through Bess while he was still preparing for war.

Clutching that Spirit Realm Communication, visions of his sister with a little whip, emitting the classic three-part laugh of a queen, flooded Aiven’s mind.

"Oh ho ho... Call me Queen!"

Suddenly shivering, it was... quite sudden.

However, another true future queen—Crown Prince Liwina of Phaletis, successfully advancing to Great Knight, was not as sensational.

Having the most powerful bloodline inheritance, the top-tier resource supply, and yet never having used the Church’s "Holy Baptismal Water," treasure capable of directly maximizing body attributes.

Aiven knew that her Highness was intentionally suppressing her body’s berserk progression, constantly tempering her will.

Ordinary people wouldn’t dare play like this, but for a Crown Prince of a nation, as long as the mental will, a hard standard, is met, various auxiliary breaking Magic Potions and resource-built physical qualities are of no concern.

Furthermore, he knew the current queen might not be in power for much longer.

Previously puzzled, as the young Queen Isabella Phaletis, considered in her prime among Tier 3, why she was so early cultivating a successor and was already starting to transfer the most crucial military power?

Later, as his status elevated and worldview expanded, he gradually understood it was the royal family’s compromise with the Church.

"Render unto God what is God’s, and unto the King what is the King’s" can be more deeply defined as "Render unto the Extraordinary what is Extraordinary, and unto the Mortal what is Mortal."

After breaking through Tier 3 and maintaining good physical care to avoid accidental death, steadily ruling for nearly two hundred years is indistinguishable from a God ruling humanity?

This is something neither the Church nor the True Gods behind them want to see.

Typically, the natural transition of former kings between the ages of 65-70 is most common; if they obstinately cling to the throne, one hundred percent will attract Church intervention.

Aiven, bearing an indelible Crown Prince Faction tag.

If in a flourishing royal family, under normal circumstances, he should have already started charging for his lord’s smooth succession.

Unfortunately, the Kingdom currently has only this one heir, leaving no stage for Aiven, who has watched over a hundred court drama series, to display his "intellect and cleverness."

More importantly, he’s quite busy now.

Uh, he’s busy toppling towers, no... extinguishing a nation.

Clang—

A gloomy sky, shadowed and dim with various Natural Spirits fluttering, seemed dragged into a foreign realm under that sky, a brilliant sunlight rose radiantly from the hand of Rose Sword Saint Ilvendi.

Instantly transforming the entire world back into a glorious daylight.

That was Rose Sword Saint’s Titled Sacred Artifact [Sword of Cutting All Things: Geldios].

Nurtured using the power belonging to the "name" of Titled Knight as soil, his own Heart Image as a framework, a certain artifact from the long river of history as a carrier, and a point of Divinity as the core, it’s a fantastical weapon claiming to possess "absoluteness."

The magnificent Holy Sword has substance yet is formless; in others’ eyes, it’s a beam of light, a rainbow, a breathtaking star river. But when held in Ilvendi’s hand, it becomes an unrivaled lethal weapon capable of harming even a Demigod!

"Kou—!"

With a slash after a brief standoff, accompanied by half of a miserable groan from the Grand High Priest of the Voodoo Sect temporarily reaching Tier 4 while possessed by the Great Lord, the ominous clouds hanging over Dahomey Royal Capital "Great Adela" slowly dispersed.

"Hahaha, the god of Dahomey is defeated!"

"Attack."

"Javelins, thirty paces, three rounds of shooting."

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!...

After a round of stone-shattering javelin rapid-fire by the Yoruba Heavy Swordsmen, regardless of the battle outcome, the black tide surged forward with finally fulfilled ecstatic joy, storming into the Dahomey Royal Palace of countless ancestors’ dreams.

"Kill!"

"Urah—!"

The decisive battle arrived as scheduled.

Over a month ago, Tulip, along with the Oyo Tribe, officially launched the war of annihilation against Dahomey.

With transport ships provided by the alliance, the Oyo Tribe launched a swift offensive against their arch-enemy, the Dahomey Kingdom, from both land and sea.