Pirate Kingship-Chapter 763 - 489: Regicide, Usurpation, and Just Like Me (7000)_2

From the only relatively intact block building came the weak voice of Puppet King Louis:

"Your Majesty, I have failed your trust.

We were just attacked by a Fifth Order King's Title, and there was an unexpected leak from the Information Black Box.

The Castle of Dreams barely escaped using the Sextant, and I was severely injured.

I'm not in good condition now, can't let others see me like this. Your Majesty, please come in yourself."

Enrique IV was also aware of the unconventional use of Flesh Is Futile and realized that his brother must have suffered greatly.

In this devout Church nation, it was indeed inappropriate for others to see him in his current "inhuman" state.

Moreover, as soon as he heard that the Information Black Box had been leaked, his last straw for survival might have gone wrong, he immediately cast all caution to the wind.

He had his entourage guard outside and entered without much defense.

This was the central control room filled with Puppet Threads, where the virtual threads from all directions converged to weave a gigantic network.

Also, it's where Puppet King Louis could exert his maximum combat power.

Enrique IV, who hadn't fought or killed in his life, completely lacked the vigilance to observe his surroundings first. Instead, his eyes were immediately drawn to a lone mechanical head on the table.

Not only was the face scorched black by electricity, but the neck also showed signs of being violently torn, and one cheek still bore a half-cleaned... shoe print.

Overlooking the details of the Information Black Box's loss, he couldn't help but gasp:

"Louis? How did you get hurt like this?"

A regular person, or even a normal Transcendent on the Ladder of Glory path, would have long died from such injuries.

Only a Fifth Order Legend like Louis, with Strange Arts like Flesh Is Futile, could have narrowly survived.

Even so, having lost so many parts, whether he could regain his flesh-and-blood form in the future was uncertain.

He immediately stepped forward with concern: 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Louis, you don't need to blame yourself; it's all because I appointed you as Keeper of Secrets, which led to your attack.

Let's set aside the Information Black Box for now.

If you need anything to recover your body, just tell me. As long as it exists in this world, I will get it for you."

Upon hearing this, the puppet king, left with only a head, immediately showed a hint of joy:

"Really? Brother, you are too good to me."

Before Enrique IV could calm Louis's near-death excitement, he saw the mechanical head's glassy eyes suddenly fixed on him.

The mouth cracked open, coldly spitting out:

"Then... give me your body."

Enrique IV was slightly stunned, thinking he misheard or misunderstood, instinctively asked:

"What did you say?"

Bang!

The next moment, the entire room was sealed by Puppet King's puppet threads.

Using his exclusive private network and sub-net administrative authority, he temporarily isolated the Royal Iron Law - Bull City Code, creating a vacuum.

The power of the Incompetent Enrique IV was suddenly greatly weakened.

At the same time, a strong Spiritual Wind blew by.

A towering, majestic clock tower appeared semi-real, semi-imaginary, as if hidden in another time and space beside them.

The golden dial at the top of the clock tower not only had the normal numbers from 1 to 12, but each number was also marked with an age.

They were 0, 1, 3, 7, 16, 18... seemingly symbolizing a person's life and corresponding to key life nodes.

A needle like a sharp blade suddenly pointed to Enrique IV, anchoring his true age, automatically adjusting to the corresponding position of 47 years.

Then it gradually lit up and quickly returned to the starting point.

This was actually the Social Clock that The Kingmaker Warwick once used to assassinate Byron!

Of course, this was also not the body of the Sacred Relics, but a pawncard borrowed with the corresponding power.

At this moment, Puppet King Louis finally revealed his vicious true self, repeating his demand:

"I said, give me your body.

Not just the body, but your life, wealth, throne, and... even your only 'daughter'

Puppet King most hated things beyond his control, but also habitually prepared multiple plans to deal with such unexpected events.

Upon receiving a message from the Totem Gods' Gulf Stream Matron, realizing that Castilia's royal power was slipping away from him,

he prepared not two, but three contingency plans.

Should the early attrition and assassination plots against the Gulf Stream Matron and Black-Eats-Black Treasure Fleet both fail, it would trigger the final plan - Regicide and Usurpation!

The core was, if he couldn't solve the problem, he would solve the person causing the problem.

The Ladder of Glory was rigid and predictable in its abilities, clear at a glance.

Puppet King, who knew his brother best, had long borrowed treasures from the Church Traditionalists with a well-suited killing move.

"Social Clock? Louis, why are you hurting me?!"

It was only when Enrique IV, caught on the minute hand, recovered from the sudden shock, angrily glaring at the mechanical head on the hour hand.

He could not understand why his brother, the good brother of decades, would attack him so ruthlessly, taking advantage of his unguarded moment.