Pirate Black Count

Chapter 248, The continuation of the nightmare! (Ask for tickets and subscriptions!)

"Hiccup..."

"Chirp?"

On board the Levi Ansen, suddenly, the skeleton man next to him hiccupped, with a puzzled look on his face.

What did I just eat?

Why do I feel so full?
Seeing this, Lovett looked regretful.

"It's a pity, it's a soul network node after all."

Eating is an instinct, but not a purpose.

The flesh and blood cells left in Charlotte Owen's body are for better being a... er, horse hunter.

He even spared no effort to mutate and merge with him to hunt, but this spell has a prerequisite after all: to act as a node of the soul network, and to contribute to the construction of the blood curse version of the soul network.

Gaining more energy is a purpose shared by both.

That's why mutation can produce a virtuous circle, making Charlotte Owen's strength skyrocket.

However, if you can't get more, you have to post them upside down. Of course, Soul Network does not allow this kind of putting the cart before the horse.

Therefore, after the consumption of vitality reached the critical value, the soul net decisively controlled Leviathan's mutated flesh cells according to instinct, and ate up Charlotte Owen himself, like Grandet. Pay back this.

In reality, Charlotte Owen turned into a puddle of pus in front of Katakuri's eyes, and his life was cut off.

As soon as his vision went dark, the last image left in Lovett's mind was Katakuri bowing his head in silence, turning his head desolately and walking towards the beach.

"But where there is the first, there will be the second."

Lovett moved his neck: "Charlotte Owen is an exception, but the effect of the nightmare curse has spread. This is just... a more lively beginning, not a vigorous end."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and Lovett gave a smile that made Wallace's hair stand on end.

"The destruction of all nations is just around the corner."

New world, unknown desert island.

"Lord Katakuri!"

Seeing Katakuri approaching covered in blood, the pirates were shocked.

How tragic was the battle in the forest that Katakuri, the leader of the four generals, was injured so badly? !

And, only Katakuri came back...

A group of pirates looked at each other and chose to ignore it.

Even a pirate knows how to be grateful.

Katakuri was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he had always been kind to them, in stark contrast to other members of the Charlotte family.

"Call the ship doctor, pack up and prepare to leave."

Ignoring their shock, Katakuri sat down on the beach and said coldly.

"Yes!"

A pirate trots away.

Then ran back quickly.

He held a phone bug in his hand, with fear in his eyes: "Ka...Master Katakuri, it's my mother's phone."

Hearing this, Katakuri laughed self-deprecatingly, and took the phone bug.

He was going to confess, including the fact that he stole the life paper.

however……

"Katakuri, where are you now?"

"On a deserted island..."

Just as he was about to tell the truth, Katakuri frowned suddenly.

"What happened, Mom?"

He heard the anger in BIG MOM's tone, as well as a trace of panic, which made him sober up instantly, and returned to his usual aloofness and sternness.

"Ah, that's right."

Big Mom's tone was filled with unspeakable anger and fear, and said: "Just received the news that Joe Scarponi is dead."

"The murderer is Mascarpone!"

Suddenly, Katakuri's pupils constricted suddenly, and a chill ran down his spine.

The cold sea breeze blew by, and a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on the neck at some point. Katakuri was short of breath, and couldn't help lowering his head and hugging his head.

The phone bug fell to the ground, and on the other end, the voice of BIG·MOM continued.

"Katakuri... Katakuri?"

"Hey, Katakuri, are you listening?"

However, at this moment, Katakuri ignored the mother he had always feared and admired, and his eyes were full of despair.

The nightmare is not over yet!

……

hum!
Tick ​​tock!

hum!
Tick ​​tock!

In the sea of ​​souls, Lovett's transfigured body hangs quietly in the universe, floating disorderly.

But no matter where he moves, the sphere of light transformed by mental power always keeps the same distance from him, which represents the inseparable soul connection between the two who seem to be divided into two.

The light sphere vibrates from time to time, and the light lights up for a few watts, and then a drop of water filled with silver-white stardust particles falls from the void and drips into the light sphere.

Afterwards, the light sphere swelled a little by an inaudible rate.

Even if it is weak, the accumulated water becomes a lake.

At this point, another half year has passed, and compared with before the retreat, the light sphere has expanded nearly three times to the extent visible to the naked eye!
The mighty soul coercion filled the entire universe, that kind of oppressive feeling, placed outside, was enough to shatter the soul that a person hid in the body to protect.

However, for those mirror fragments floating in the universe, this level of soul coercion is not worth mentioning. They don't even bother to make any response.

Completely ignore it!

These fragments are the remnants of Lovett who was a titled archmage during his peak period, and the "quality" and "quantity" of soul energy contained in each piece completely crushed him today.

It was a high-strength soul that Lovett would still struggle to devour in the face of soul fragments of this strength even if he returned to his original strength.

If it wasn't for them being dispersed thoroughly enough to see the hope of devouring them, Lovett would really be better off rebuilding his soul.

Of course, Lovett is not interested in moving these hard bones now.

He has better ways to get stronger.

hum!
The ball of light flickered again. Through the soul net, it can be found that a mass of soul energy will be drawn from all directions every time the ball of light flickers, and merged into the thickest silver light belt extending behind Lovett. , and then submerged into his body.

The incompleteness of the soul made Lovett's cultivation speed under normal circumstances extremely slow!

The broken soul made his upper limit fixed, every bit of progress is breaking through the original limit, not normal cultivation.

It's like a normal person wants to compare his weight with an elephant by eating fat.

It sounds like a fantasy.

However, the activation factor extracted from the evil drug ES in the evolution potion can increase this upper limit, making people really eat like elephants.

However, the effect of the evil medicine is too overbearing, and it is completely using its own vitality to make up for the loss, which Lovett naturally does not need.

So he modified it to weaken the enhancement effect of the evil drug ES. At the same time, the reduction in the efficacy of the drug also provided him with more room for manipulation, and he could supply the upper limit of the increase with energy support from the outside.

The resulting items are called evolution potions.

Although it is the upper limit provided by the medicine, it still has the same root as the user himself. As long as the energy contained in it is devoured, it can quickly become stronger.

So even if the weak is not the same as the heyday, what Lovett is doing now is separated from the word "recovery", and is becoming stronger from the body.

"It's just a pity that after suppressing the activation factor in the evil medicine ES, although it is safe, the strength that can be increased is far inferior to that of the genuine evil medicine."

Slowly opening his eyes from deep sleep, Lovett thought silently.

"I've reached the standard level of energy for a high-level archmage, and there's only one bottle left. I don't know if it will succeed."

At this time, the hall door automatically opened without wind.

A vast and boundless soul breath overflowed, letting Wallace at the door know that the master has become stronger again!
He glanced at Lovett who had already woken up and waited in amazement. He bowed his head respectfully and held up the phone bug with both hands.

"Master, there is a connection from CP0."

"Well, bring it here."

"Yes!"

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