Pirate Black Count

Chapter 18, Spreading Fear

Lovett had no way of knowing about the new orders from the Navy headquarters.

But through the newspaper sent by the news bird, there was no news about the assassination of Nand Canet, and he keenly captured a firm determination!

There is no doubt that he is a "stain" of the Navy in this matter.

It is impossible for the world government to publicize its own scandals for the sake of so-called justice.

Involving the well-known general Aokiji can easily lead to distrust of the navy by ordinary people under the rule.

Both public and private, the higher-ups want to suppress this matter so as not to cause panic.

Then this dangerous time bomb, the instigator, should be ruled out first!

Therefore, Lovett has not been reckless these days. His understanding of the East China Sea is only from the charts he saw in Shields Town. Tate didn't actually go far.

At the furthest point, it was only half a day's voyage from the deserted island where the Black Cat Pirates fought that day.

The most dangerous is the safest.

Even after killing Monka, Lovett was beside him that day, passing him by.

At this moment, "Haiji Bracco".

In the center of the deck, the material of the magic circle has been replaced several times to keep it bright red.

Human blood has a limit. Fortunately, corpses preserved by magic are not so easy to deteriorate, so Lovett has enough blood to use.

The cyan-blue will-o'-the-wisp fluttered near the small hole made by the skull's celestial cover. The six human heads could vaguely be seen a few days ago, but now the flesh and blood have melted, leaving only pure white bones.

The transformation has been completed, and the next step is to cultivate time.

Sitting on the beach chair, Lovett turned his eyes and took the red wine from the zombie puppet.

In front of him, in the center of the magic circle stood a burly corpse with a rag covering its lower body and a naked upper body.

His skin was as smooth as silk, and there was no trace of stitching, and even his hair had grown back. He put on clothes and adjusted his hairstyle, which was exactly the same as the original "Hundred Schemes" Crowe.

That is, the skin has no blood at all, and the vein-like color lines of blood vessels spread all over the body. The stainless steel cat claws and finger bones are embedded together, exposed to the skin like a Wolverine, which is different from a living person after all.

Under the effect of the magic circle, the corpse was quietly suspended about one centimeter above the ground.

Every three breaths, when the light of the magic circle was slightly brighter, a muffled sound of drum beating came from his chest, and the invisible fluctuation spread, making the flame of the soul lamp tremble slightly.

"Shouldn't you wake up today?"

Taking a sip of the bloody wine, Lovett smiled.

"Barely, it is considered a pass, but fortunately, the growth characteristics have been preserved."

To be honest, Lovett is not satisfied with his first thesis in this world. With so much knowledge in his head, but only a few transformations can be performed, this is as uncomfortable as a cat scratching for a mage who pursues perfection.

Fortunately, he retained his growth characteristics and reached the psychological passing line with his high score bonus.

The black knight is a "creation", but the creation can also continue to grow.

It depends on whether the master has the ability to do this.

"With the Black Knight, I can finally... relax a bit."

The Black Knight is the necromancer's thesis and their favorite instrumental man.Compared with ordinary undead, mages can customize various specializations for them to be competent for different jobs.

For example, extracting the academic memory of the deadly enemy from the soul, in exchange for a powerful research assistant.

Of course Lovett doesn't need a research assistant right now, staying alive is the top priority, what he needs is fighting power.

After thoroughly analyzing the corpse in front of him, he reorganized his flesh and blood, at the cost of dozens of corpses stored in the cabin, greatly strengthening the strength, speed and defense of this body, turning him into a monster with a human form.

With a height of 207cm and a weight close to 200kg, it is enough to prove that Crowe, who looks like a human on the outside, has undergone earth-shaking changes inside.

If the black knight had been present that day, Lovett would not have had to run away.

With the average combat power of the East China Sea Navy, killing them all should not be too simple.

"It's just that IQ is a flaw!"

Lovett frowned thoughtfully.

There are two ways for the resurrected undead to maintain the level of wisdom in front of them.

First, the clichéd official mage level, three-star soul magic · undead transformation.

Use the mage's powerful personal strength to keep the target's soul alive, and then seal it in the body to restore memory.

This is no easy task!

Just like the question mentioned by Anthony Musk in "Preface to the Dead", why does "death" still exist when there is no problem with the soul and body?
They are just separated.

And to reintegrate them and assemble them perfectly, it involves the concept of "life" mentioned by the life school.

They believe that there is actually a third unobserved substance between the body and the soul. It is the existence of this substance that allows simple carbohydrates to mix with simple energy bodies to give birth to "life".

The reason why "death" exists is because this substance is sensitive and fragile, and it is easy to disappear; and because it cannot be observed, it cannot be found.

No matter how you put it together, what you get back is just a bunch of materials with memories under the effect of magic.

Aside from the soul body (brain), memory can be stored alone, and the mage world is also aware of this.

Therefore, even if the necromancer masters all kinds of spells against the heavens, who can prove that the resurrected you are not a zombie puppet with memory under the influence of magic effects, but a real "life". "?
right.

By the way, the School of Life is a branch of the School of Necromancy born more than 7000 years ago, and now it has its own system.

It's just that the Necromancy School is still interpreting death, and the Life School is studying life.

The two dislike each other.

all in all.

Because it cannot be assembled perfectly, the mage must rely on powerful spiritual power to cast magic to forcibly correct the synchronization rate of the body and soul of the dead material.

It's the same as the TV screen, and it's the same as taking two "pa, pa" shots.

You must first have a thick and powerful arm!

Then there is the second way.

The target naturally has a strong and bright soul, and has a strong obsession with "life".

The simplest example: grieving ghosts!

The unwillingness before death and the nostalgia for "life" solidified their soul cores in an instant, leaving behind the purest emotions, which are often varied and varied.

And the stronger the soul, the more emotions it retains and the clearer its consciousness.

Crowe, of course, died in peace.

Lovett did not see through the maze, and he lost without complaint or regret.

And there is no such a powerful soul to support him to commemorate the world...

That's not a question of firm will, but a question of soul strength.

If you don't have the backbone and don't bend your waist for five buckets of rice, you won't starve to death.

"Well, take one step at a time."

If he went straight to the sky and created a black knight at the level of a black dragon lord in the previous world, Lovett would have to worry about whether he could control it.

The rules of the undead are sometimes simpler than that of beasts.

The strong deserve only the strong!
The degree of wisdom determines the level of undead creatures in the eyes of the mage... Obviously the undead themselves do not recognize this distinction.

"Roar!"

At this time, a low growl attracted Lovett's attention.

He looked up, and saw that the zombie puppet tied to the top of the mast as a watchman had a distorted face, and his white teeth were exposed with his turned up lips, staring into the distance.

"Is there a living person approaching?"

Look at the child greedy.

Looking in the direction, the corners of Lovett's mouth curled up.

"I love to laugh, and my luck is not too bad."

Just now I was thinking about how to leave after the production of the Black Knight is completed, this is not... the opportunity has come.

On the distant ocean, a sailboat with a black pirate flag slowly slowed down, then turned its bow, and approached him.

The navy blocked the news. In the eyes of outsiders, after Crowe was arrested, the Black Cat Pirates at this moment are left with only remnants and defeated soldiers. It couldn't be better...

Stepping stones!
……

"Are you sure this is the Baiji Bracco?"

On the deck of the pirate ship, as the captain, the "big" pirate Bruto put down the binoculars, his face was piled up, and he looked at the deputy captain and staff officer who only reached his waist.

"Should... no, definitely!"

The messy-haired pirate vice-captain hurriedly changed his words under Brutal's fierce gaze, and said, "Except for the Black Cat Pirates, no one in the East China Sea likes to transform the bow of a ship into a black cat...they must be right. !"

"Hmph, it's better!"

Brutal snorted coldly, and the fat on his upper body trembled like waves during this movement.Fat is not a problem, but it is also a skill to be fat enough to make the fat shake like water.

As a pirate who offered a reward of only 300 million Baileys for three years at sea, Bruto was tall and ambitious, but he was not well-known, and was even ridiculed for being overconfident.

Therefore, after seeing the "Hundred Plan Bracco", he was jealous.

Why?
A pirate group whose captain was arrested is more famous than Lao Tzu?

"Come on! Kill them all!"

There is no need to negotiate, the pirates are afraid of power and fear of benevolence, thinking of the reputation brought by the destruction of the Black Cat Pirates in his own hands, Brutal excitedly sprayed white smoke from his nostrils.

The deputy captain wanted to stop it, but he didn't dare to speak.

He turned his head to look at the Baiji Braku floating quietly on the sea, his eyes full of doubts.

"Strange, why can't anyone see it?"

Didn't you hear that the new captain Zangao abandoned the ship?
………………

I remembered what the second thing was. The latest chapter of One Piece announced the rewards of the Four Emperors, 50 billion for Whitebeard, 55 billion for Roger, 46 billion for Kaido, 43 billion for BIG MOM...

But now this is not the point. The editor informed me that there is a problem with the title of the book, so I changed it to "The Black Earl of the Pirate"; the introduction barely passed, so I also revised it.

There are no natural disasters or undead.

Ah, this wave of mentality explosion.

"The Necromancer of One Piece World" has a lot of questions.

For the sake of Dashu being so pitiful, please count votes, collect some, ask for some rewards, and ask for some Amway, thank you all.

From the slow signing of the contract to no recommendation in two weeks to the chapter title being swallowed and now the book title is gone, so many disasters and disasters.

(End of this chapter)