Pirate Black Count

Chapter 613, The Final Battle ([-])
At this moment, it was not difficult for Luo to find that after the weapon pierced his body, not only did it not deprive him of vitality, but a mysterious force poured into his body.

Capable users have a mysterious ability to judge their own abilities, and he was horrified to find that his fruit ability was being stimulated by that power, and it was skyrocketing at an unprecedented speed.

Soon, he surpassed his own control limit!

"Immortal surgery?"

Luo struggled angrily.

"This guy wants my ageless surgery!"

Use an incomprehensible way to ripen the devil fruit in your body, target him, and let yourself perform the immortality operation!
but……

is it possible? ! !
Even if he forcibly improved his fruit ability, it was impossible for him to use the immortality surgery for this kind of person!
Bepo, I'm sorry.

Luo looked at Im mockingly in pain.

Although I'm sorry that you were killed, he has no reason to threaten me.

but……

"You're thinking that I killed them as a trick, because I have no reason to threaten you to listen to me, right?"

Im's body is gradually decaying, but his eyes are still wild.

Seeing through Luo's eyes, a sneer appeared on his face as dry as a mummy: "What do you think you are?"

"Don't just imitate Earl Black's scheming, you bastard!"

Stirring the king vigorously, Im said: "Do you think I will come to you without any cards, Trafalgar!"

After all, under Roton's uneasy gaze, a string of black shadows rose behind Im.

"It's just a fragile thought. Do you believe that you will immediately respect me as a father?"

hum! !

In the next second, Luo's pupils dilated and he lost consciousness like a puppet.

……

In the dark sea, there is no sound.

Except for the surging currents and the rolling up of gravel and mud, there is no movement in this ocean.

The endless corpses drifted with the current, stumbled, and wrote the chapter of doomsday.

Lovett was mixed among the corpses, and he didn't know how far he had drifted.

Until he felt something cold touch his face, and then he felt a tingling pain.

"Hiss... woo!"

Just as he was about to take a breath of cool air, sea water rushed into his nasal cavity crazily. Lovett quickly cast a spell to bless himself with underwater breathing, and then he sat in the sand and coughed non-stop.

Glancing at the Blood Prison Knife beside him, Lovett raised his hand to say hello.

"Yo, you're not dead, Wallace."

hum!
The fissured Blood Prison Knife trembled.

"Oh yes, I won't call you Wallace anymore, I should call you Raven."

There was a smear of blood on the tip of the two-fingered long sword. Lovett leaned against the corpse of a Neptune: "It was you who cut my face just now, right? Thank you."

hum!
"By the way, how about Dawn City?"

hum!
Dawn City did not suffer much. Im's move was aimed at the soul net. Except for ordinary people and ordinary undead, the main force was there, but it was learned that Luffy and others came back after he left and rescued the unconscious Bai Xing, Lovett said with a smile: "Tch, I like to meddle in my own business."

"However, if I lose, everything will be over, and it will be the same if they survive."

The Blood Prison Knife buzzed anxiously.

Lovett looked down at him: "Nonsense, I'm just telling a fact!"

Blood Prison Knife: "???"

"But having said that, I'm not in the right shape right now."

Feeling his empty soul sea, Lovett smiled wryly: "Even if I burn my soul, the energy I can still use is not as good as that of an ordinary high-level mage, by the way, how about you?"

Blood Prison Knife: "Om!" (translation: one fifth)

Gollum!
A scarlet eyeball drilled out from under his skin: "Chirp!" (Translation: Mo Delao)
Lovett grabbed the red-eyed raven out of his body: "Then you are still in my body!"

Red-eyed Raven: "???"

This ungrateful bastard master, if he hadn't helped him maintain the life cycle, he would have drowned in the water long ago.

The broken soul net means that Lovett has returned to the original point, with only one life.

A broken soul cannot survive without a body. This has nothing to do with the level of the mage, but only the characteristics of the soul.

One person, one bird and one knife just stared at each other, silent.

"That is to say..."

After an unknown amount of time, Lovett turned his head in one direction.

With the help of the soul connection, he can perceive the general location of a certain guy.

"Is that guy our last hope?"

The Blood Prison Knife was speechless, and so was the Red-eyed Raven.

Looking at this scene, Lovett remembered a sentence he had heard before.

If the end comes, do you choose to bet your hope on a Erha, or face death calmly.

Answer: I choose to let Erha face death with me.

This is outrageous! !
Fortunately, Lovett understood that this time should not be desperate, but to boost morale.

"Okay, we have to trust his... um... ability to dismantle houses."

"According to the time, Im almost found Luo and controlled him to perform the immortal surgery on himself."

hum!
The Blood Prison Knife "lighted up" and asked quickly.

"It's a good idea, but unfortunately it's impossible."

Lovett shook his head: "It's not difficult to guess that Im is the weakest time at this moment, but if he can give up killing me before going to Luo, it means that he is absolutely sure that he will not be disturbed by me."

"The fact is exactly the same. You and Soulnet are about the same strength, but the threat is obviously greater than Soulnet, so even if he can't guess what I'm going to do, he chooses to destroy Soulnet instead of you."

The "man-made object" built by the soul network as a node, as long as the node is there, it can cooperate with Lovett to carry out ultra-long-distance strikes, while the Blood Prison Knife is a knife. Under the power of the enemy, it is self-evident who threatens the greater and who the less.

"Okay, let's think about it, he is recovering his strength now, but so are we, take the time to rest, and then it's time to decide the outcome!"

"Until that Erha...no, Leviathan's fire aid arrives, hold on."

Blood Prison Knife, Red-eyed Raven: "..." (Translation: I choose death!)
……

Dressrosa, the Submarine of the Heart Pirates.

Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
As Luo's whole body fell to the ground in gray and white, strong heartbeats echoed in the sky and the earth.

The old and bone-framed Im can't even stretch the tight combat uniform, it hangs empty on his body, but he has a strong and powerful heart.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

The skeleton-like body laughed maniacally, and Im raised his head in laughter, pressing his forehead with his left hand.

"finally……"

"Finally got it!"

"Immortality and Immortality, Life Stitching!!"

"...ho."

Luo, who was covered in white, opened his mouth and let out an unconscious murmur.

"Oh, yes, I also want to thank you."

Im lowered his head and lifted Luo's mind control.

Looking at Im's green eyes like a hungry wolf, Luo trembled all over, knowing how irreparable he had done.

"Originally, even if I win this war, I don't have many years to live... After all, the Black Earl is too difficult to deal with, and I have a headache from calculating."

"And even if the fruit of the surgery is forcibly activated, if the ability user's own strength can't keep up, and he can't even touch that realm, he won't be able to perform the immortal surgery."

"But you exist, you exist!!"

Im grinned: "As expected of the era of the end of destiny, geniuses that haven't appeared in 800 years are concentrated at this time."

"You are like this, Kaido is like this, and Earl Black is like this."

"But it's a pity... the final winner is still me, still me, forever me!!"

Bang... bang bang bang! !
The surrounding corpses exploded, and the remaining vitality in the blood turned into red smoke, which was inhaled by Im.

Under the stitching of vitality, these foreign energies were quickly corrected to Im's "size" and merged with his body.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, his skeleton-like body continued to expand, his skin became shiny, his muscles were knotted, and his hair was black and thick.

The body grew taller by more than two laps, and the tight battle suit was stretched like a one-piece swimsuit.

"So thanks a lot, Trafalgar!"

In a loud and energetic voice, Im stretched out her big palm-like hand and squeezed it.

Bang!
………………

In other words, I didn't expect that the final battle chapter with less than 800 words in the detailed outline, including more than 400 words in PS, could be written so long.

(End of this chapter)