blueteamnovel Chapter 424 - 338: The Wild Arsenal: An Arrow Through the Clouds, Revenge Will Not Wait Until the Next Day!_3
Chapter 424 - 338: The Wild Arsenal: An Arrow Through the Clouds, Revenge Will Not Wait Until the Next Day!_3
Chapter 424: Chapter 338: The Wild Arsenal: An Arrow Through the Clouds, Revenge Will Not Wait Until the Next Day!_3
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「Meanwhile.」
「Chichen Itza City.」
The scene that had unfolded within the Temple of the Heavenly God Tayapan, broadcast through the already extended Golden Law, had concluded.
BANG!
The newly appointed King Geronimo smashed the stone table beside him, unable to contain his fury, and exclaimed, "That ’Squinty King’ Teotihuacan is courting death!"
The Great Shaman beside him, Ye’ek K’at’el, his hair and beard entirely white, was equally livid. "Ungrateful wretches! How are they any different from those deceitful and cunning Remit People from the Old Continent?"
They were among the few who knew that Byron was the Father of Healing. Moreover, it was Ye’ek K’at’el himself who had personally bestowed the No. 8 Crystal Skull in his possession upon Byron, identifying him as the prophesied son destined to rejuvenate the Empire.
"Call the troops! Fallen Ones have no right to be Emperor! They are unworthy to remain Taya People! On behalf of the thirteen Chief Gods, I will revoke his Taya citizenship."
「Uxmal City.」
Upon seeing the intelligence "accidentally" gathered, Byron’s foster pupil, King Miktlan, and his aunt, the Great Shamaness Cihuateteo, were filled with a rage matching Chichen Itza’s.
"Our teacher is the kindest person; he cannot stand these treacherous villains. Let us, the Bear Spirit Warriors of Uxmal City, sweep our teacher’s doorstep clean. Tayapan boasts of being orthodox, does it not? Then let us take this city-state as the fief for our teacher, the prophesied son. We will witness our teacher crowned King here!"
Nearby friendly small city-states that had also "coincidentally" learned the news were similarly mobilized. Everyone was thriving, backed by the Father of Healing and the Pioneer Guiding Colonial Trading Company.
That "Squinty King"! He only knows that Torrent Fortress has five Crystal Skulls, but does he have any idea of the monthly turnover between us and Torrent Fortress? He wants to cut off everyone’s livelihood? This is a blood feud, an irreconcilable enmity!
It was unrealistic to think about conquering the world with Byron. However, when a wall is already falling, everyone is happy to give it a push; adjusting the target of the Crown War was something they were more than willing to do.
"Where are you heading?"
"This year’s Crown War isn’t about killing just anyone—if we’re killing, we’re killing Tayapan!"
"I’m in!"
Halfway through their march, the various forces encountered unexpected spoils that brought them additional joy.
"Huh, how come there’s a wild ’Deck Cleaner’ here, a wild Field Cannon over there, and what looks like a few wild gunners too? Odd, why is this jungle only sprouting good things? It’s practically a wild arsenal. Thanks to the generosity of Nature. Take them, take them all!"
"Look, there’s a wild fleet up ahead, flying the flag of the Father of Healing! Hurry, let’s all board!"
"Grab the supplies! Kill, kill, kill!"
Byron’s good reputation was already widespread across the entire continent of Banta’an. Under his Halo of the Great Benefactor, whatever he did was deemed right. Anyone who opposed him was surely in the wrong.
Without him needing to act personally, the myriad forces that had rallied around him—whether due to his Power, the gratitude he was owed, their own self-interest, or shared ideals—began to connect and coordinate amongst themselves. United in their resolve, they prepared to make a resounding example of Tayapan!
The most vivid description of their sentiment might be:
"If Timely Rain is Song Gongming, what business is it of I, Black Whirlwind? Dare to disrespect my brother? Then taste my mighty axes!"
"Your King possesses a Dragon Vein, and so does my master. Why can he be King, but my master cannot? Let’s march on Tayapan together, seize that damned throne, and let my master have a turn as King!"
By the time this legion had "cleaned out" Tayapan and invited Byron, the Great Good Man, to become Emperor, he would still, of course, have to go through the motions of feigning refusal three times.