Chapter 1351 - 637: Hidden: Life-and-Death Duel at the 3-Phase Point!

One side of the battlefield had turned into a golden Domain of Royal Power, while the other transformed into countless writhing blood-red mistletoe, and the former was continuously expanding with Byron’s actions, aiming to completely expel the mistletoe from the area.

Numerous pairs of eyes from the human head fruit glared at Byron with a chilling glow, while a small rustling sound filled with clear apprehension and anger emerged from its mouth:

"Humans themselves are the greatest source of contamination in the world, the human race is the most dangerous parasite in nature.

You unrestrainedly seize nutrients to strengthen yourselves, yet never know how to repay nature.

The Sea of Origin Matter is also a part of nature’s evolution, you should accept your fate, rather than defy nature’s gifts time and again.

For the sake of environmental protection, you should have perished long ago!

How dare you continue to occupy a position that does not belong to you?"

At this moment, Byron representing [Human] advanced while Sarnanos representing [Nature] retreated, similar to the triumphant Humanized World and the gradually withering Natural World.

Snap!

Byron had no interest in communicating with such a crazy Old God, raised his hand and snapped his fingers:

"Heroic Spirit Army·Hightins Longbow Soldiers, summon!"

Behind him, the Spiritual Wind rose, forming an "∞" loop, linking the Material World and the collective subconscious of the Bayfolk.

The nine-layer World Tree carried Valhalla Hall of Heroes, unfurling layer by layer behind Byron, and thousands of heroic spirits who served in the Black Hightins Longbow Corps throughout history manifested one by one.

They tightly wrapped their faces and ears with cloth, draped chains over their shoulders, protected their wrists with leather straps and blocks, had protective covers at their finger joints, and carried short swords and pouches at their waists.

Holding two-meter-long bows, with two quivers holding 24 arrows hanging from their waists.

This was a renowned long-range unit from the era of cold weapons whose longbow range could reach 200 meters, with elites capable of firing 12 arrows a minute.

If not for the exceedingly arduous training, which could permanently distort an archer’s spine, this unit might not have been replaced by [Musketeer] using the flintlock guns today.

"Take aim, 45° elevation, fire!"

A single command rang out.

As the bowstrings tightened with a resounding twang, a cloud of arrows soared into the sky, arriving above the mistletoe in an instant.

The arrows in the heroic spirits’ hands, comprehensively enchanted, almost rivaled long-range sniper rifles, with arrowheads carrying the power of law-breaking, instantly puncturing the mistletoe with countless holes, causing unknown numbers of human head fruit to explode into bloody water.

Bang! Bang! Bang!...

Once the volleys began, they continued unceasingly.

Every heroic spirit capable of responding to the Emperor’s summons was elite, having at least awakened their spirituality and successfully attuned to the Fortress Sequence Archer position, making the arrow rain swift and accurate.

Obviously, in addition to greatly enhancing the two powers originally possessed by the [King’s Title], [Custom Decrees] and [King’s Military Might], the Emperor had gained two new abilities.

[Feudalism]: "You can bestow titles to various levels of human nobility, including the King’s Title, and also ennoble mountains, rivers, and nature spirits within your own territory, allowing them to suppress geodesic nodes and assist in governing the country, ensuring favorable weather."

[Summoning Heroic Spirits]: "You gain control over the collective subconscious of your own Empire and race, namely Valhalla Hall of Heroes of the Bayfolk, from which you can summon ancient heroes or project entire ancient military units."

Summoning Heroic Spirits is quite similar to the Saints’ summoning of Angel Legions from Heaven, both are extensions of collective power.

The longer a nation’s history, the richer its accumulation and the more ancient its legends, the more powerful the [Summoning Heroic Spirits] ability becomes.

Byron watched the Longbow Corps display their might, unable to help longing for the opportunity:

"If only I could connect with the historical river of that unified dynasty of my previous life.

Summon renowned historical generals and legendary dream military units, and let them descend in the form of heroic spirits. What kind of grandeur would that be?

I wonder if there is an East in this world at all, and if I get the chance, I must launch a global voyage to seek it out.

After all, the first thing to do upon sitting on the throne of the Human Emperor should be grand exploration... cough."

However, the mistletoe opposite, though momentarily frustrated, does not feel it would be overturned by merely one human rallying an adverse wind.

It stretched its limbs again, expanded gaps between branches and leaves, reducing the lethality of the archers.

Then, buds rapidly sprouted, flowers bloomed, and countless bizarre fruits grew: strong acid lemons, gunpowder nuts, devil’s peppers, spore bombs...

Swaying its branches, it flung them continuously.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Each fruit was less than the cannon fire of a heavy smoothbore cannon and carried various enchanted effects, causing the National Border Lock at the edge of the Domain of Royal Power to tremble violently amid the flames.

However, the flames not only erupted on Byron’s side of the battlefield, the core trunks of the mistletoe were simultaneously subject to fierce bombardment.

Moreover, the explosion power far exceeded those demonized fruits.

A hundred kilometers away, Violet and the Legendary Warship [Fearless], positioned as snipers by Byron to oversee the field, initiated ultra-long-range support.

With one turret in front, two at the back, and one located on the starboard side amidships, all aimed at the Harvest Goddess.

A total of eight 305 mm rear-loading rifled guns, with 45 caliber length, were elevated to a 16-degree angle, with each gun muzzle erupting with a huge golden halo.

At the same time, the [King’s Army·Northern Frost Wolf] of the War Queen spread its claws over the warship, bestowing law-breaking power on each shell.

Violet and the voices of the Ship Girl synchronized:

"Ammunition system auto-loading, fire control system calibrated, warship volley, fire!"