Pirate Black Count

Chapter 437 , Build Hades!
The tremors were slight at first, and then became larger and larger, hitting the floor with a "bang bang".

It was as if a group of rats had been trapped in the armor, trying to get out, scurrying around inside.

The strange picture made Caesar, who had already turned into a dead spirit, feel chills in his heart. The ability to control death in this way refreshed his understanding of Lovett.

At this time, Lovett let out a sigh.

"Don't you want to be resurrected?"

"That's right, for those who want to die, this obsession is understandable."

"But...it's not up to you!"

He didn't see any movement, but Caesar and Aka noticed that the blue magic circle on the floor was much darker in color, from the blue of the sea surface to the deep blue where the light meets the deep sea.

The band of light that climbed up to the armor seemed to hold the armor as if it had substance, the trembling stopped abruptly, and it was slowly lifted.

Where the two of them couldn't see, the green ball of light floated on the edge of the blood-red magic circle at the back of the armor, refusing to approach it.

But as Lovett exerted his strength, the distance between the two became closer and closer, and the nearby slender blue light band gradually invaded that space.

Soon, with a buzzing sound, the ball of light was sucked in by the magic circle.

There seemed to be a hole in the center of the magic circle, and the "mouth" that was only one-tenth the size of the light ball was used to "suck" the light ball into it.

It's quicker than Fujitora sucking soba noodles.

hum!
Seeing this, Lovett dispersed the magic circle on the ground, lost the restraint of the light belt, and the armor fell to the ground.

"The knot...is it over?"

Caesar made a look of relief, obviously he does not have this function.

As Lovett exerted his strength, a trace of that terrifying soul breath inevitably leaked out, and just a trace gave him the illusion of being in a furnace.

Too big, too hot!
It is even more amazing than the heat of facing the laser weapon when testing the laser device transferred from the ability of the yellow ape fruit!

But that was obviously an illusion, the temperature in the air did not change at all.

But no one answered his question.

Caesar could only stare obediently ahead at the motionless armor.

It is impossible for the master's ability to fail.

and so……

"You have a day too, Vegapunk!"

Click!

Under Caesar's gloomy gaze, the armor moved its fingers, and immediately, a kind of "vitality" roamed the entire body of the armor, causing it to turn over and sit up.

The cold iron helmet looked around in confusion, and a voice with a hint of steel came out from it.

"I... am I not dead?"

puff!
Kaido staggered back, if there was blood, he was already vomiting at this moment.

He waved his arms unwillingly, completely forgetting that he had just sent a message to the people around him through his soul breath.

But the effect is similar. Lovett is a fast learner, and Aka knows sign language.

Glancing at him lightly, A-Ka replied: "Your armor also has this function, but your soul is incomplete."

crunch?

Caesar fell to his knees in grief and indignation, sobbing silently.

For the first time, he hated himself for being a capable person.

The small spots of light named by Lovett as fruit factors are engraved in the depths of the body and soul of the capable user at the same time, but with death, these factors start to separate regardless of position, triggering a double collapse.

This fusion and collapse of the origin is beyond the limit of the mage.

If it can be stopped, then Lovett is still a necromancer, isn't he happy to be a god?

Even so, as an expert, Lovett also has a way to keep Caesar.

He manipulated Caesar's soul to "cut him into pieces", and controlled the chain collapse with numbers.

After those fruit factors have drifted away, the remaining soul fragments are reassembled, making Caesar the first... undead who lost the fruit ability in a real sense.

As for the difficulty of piecing together the soul fragments, just think about Lovett himself.

Scoring varies from person to person.

However, the fact that Caesar's soul is incomplete today is unavoidable.

Hearing the voice, Vegapunk turned his head and looked over.

"Is this... the world of the dead?"

"I know you, the black knight under the Black Earl... Hehe! It turns out that you are dead too."

"No, no, you are a corpse."

"To be precise, a corpse is just a pile of flesh. A corpse plus a soul is called an undead."

Lovett put his cane against the helmet of the armor, helped him turn back, and said with a smile: "Besides, this is not the world of the dead, it's just my kingdom of the dead in the world, Mr. Vegapunk."

Whoa!
Seeing clearly who the person in front of him was, Vegapunk couldn't stop shaking.

"Black... Earl Black!"

"what did you do to me?"

Lovett raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Did you understand the situation so quickly? That would be much easier."

"If you want to ask me what I did, you might as well ask yourself."

"You didn't have to die, Vegapunk. Really, I admire you so much that I sent Ajin to contact you... But in order to hide the truth, you chose to commit suicide...suicide by borrowing a knife to kill someone."

"But does it change anything? Vegapunk!"

"Since you are against non-violence and are determined not to cooperate, then I have no choice but to enslave your soul after your death."

"I……"

Zizizizizi!
Before Vegapunk could finish his sentence, a terrible black lightning swam across his body, without the body to provide shelter, the pain that went straight to the soul made him unable to help but scream.

"what!!!"

Amidst the shrill screams, Lovett's voice sounded calmly: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't like it."

"You don't have a choice either, wanting to die is a luxury."

After all, Lovett threw something, and Caesar hurriedly caught it.

"The newcomers don't know the rules. You are in charge of training and training, and get to work as soon as possible."

Looking at the ring full of spell fluctuations in his hand, Caesar nodded repeatedly, making the helmet make a "creak, creak" noise.

Lovett frowned silently: "Your armor should be oiled, Caesar."

crunch...

The latter froze immediately.

"Work... work?"

At this time, without the torment of Black Thunder, Vegapunk raised his head stiffly like a machine: "You want me to help you create Pluto?"

Lovett is proud of the magic system he has mastered.

Just as confident as he is in science.

They are all the achievements of the hard work of both parties, bit by bit.

Such a person revives himself, certainly not for the development of technology, to rule out all possibilities, only this one is left!
In this regard, Lovett did not hide it, and nodded frankly.

"Yes!"

"But who else is your opponent in the sea now?"

Vegapunk couldn't understand, with a bit of vigilance and anxiety.

"I have done a mathematical model. Based on your current data in all aspects, no matter whether it is white beard or Kaido, navy or red hair, they can't beat you at all. Why do you still want that thing?!"

It's not that they can't beat at all, but Lovett's chances of winning are more than [-]%.

In addition to quantification, Vegapunk's mathematical model also has variables.

Earl Black, the most terrifying thing is the calculation!

Hearing this, Lovett paused.

"Yeah, why?"

"Probably... just to satisfy my curiosity."

"Ok?"

Just for this reason?

"Don't you want to uncover the deepest secret of this sea?"

"Haven't you ever thought that the knowledge you possess is just picking up the wisdom of others?"

"Knowledge is never a castle in the air."

Under the gaze of Vegapunk's trembling soul, Lovett said with a smile: "I'm just curious about what happened in this sea that would lead to the fall of such a brilliant civilization and return to the age of slash-and-burn farming."

Even a master of demons and ghosts who was comparable to the emperor has fallen. The secret hidden in the real world that the emperor doesn't care about is the treasure that Lovett must obtain.

"Oh, right!"

Suddenly, Lovett looked stunned, put his cane on his chin, and lifted Vegapunk's iron head.

"You don't seem to have a choice."

(End of this chapter)