Pirates: The Black Earl

Putting the soldier's body so conspicuously, Lovett had four intentions, and Crowe only guessed two.

After exposing the ability to control the corpse, putting one's combat "tool" under the nose of the enemy is undoubtedly a sincere way of showing weakness.

Unfortunately, the number is not all.

The army of undead had already landed on the island from the side cliff and sneaked towards the place where the pirates were ambushing, otherwise they wouldn't have waited so long for Lovett to appear.

Zombie puppets have no consciousness in life and move slowly, but they are not good soldiers if they cannot stand up to their opponents.

Two stinky chess players fight against each other, and the sneak attack is based on their acting skills.

Silent step!

Ignoring the chaos in the rear and being teased by the enemy like this, the angry Crowe couldn't wait to wash away this shame with his own hands.

Shot is one's own fame stunt!

Swish...!

Suddenly, Crowe disappeared from Lovett's sight.

The black skeleton coat floated in mid-air, and was blown backwards by the airflow, but the owner, Crowe, had long since disappeared, and he couldn't even catch the movement track.

The strong sense of crisis made Lovett's eyebrows swell, and he knew that the moment Crowe appeared, he might die!

fortunately……

"Mage, you don't rely on your eyes to lock your opponent."

The body couldn't keep up with his thoughts, and Lovett could only tilt his eyeballs to the left in slow motion. There, five stainless steel cat claws suddenly appeared in the void, and they slashed at him fiercely.

Pfft...! !

Boom!

The strong wind blew the hair, and the crisp sound of flesh and blood tearing instantly sounded in the air, as well as a strange trembling sound.

It is as crisp and melodious as the strings of an erhu being snapped.

call!

The sound of the wind blows, the sharp airflow cuts off a strand of black hair, and the stainless steel cat's claws are pulled back abruptly. Clowe leans over to meet Lovett's eyes, and then jumps back long distance.

Chi...!

After standing still, a slender column of blood sprayed out from the wrist, and scattered into a blood mist, dyeing the grass red.

Crowe's eyes were serious, Cat's Claw tore off a piece of shirt with his backhand, and tied the wound with his teeth.

"Is this... a thread?"

Around Lovett's body, thin and inaudible translucent silk threads densely covered the surrounding space like a spider's nest, and even direct sunlight did not make them appear.

Crowe is extremely thankful that his attack action is that the weapon is in front of the body and the body is behind. After feeling the resistance from the weapon, he immediately retracted his strength, otherwise he would wait until he completely leaned up...

I don't know if Lovett will die, but he was definitely dismembered on the spot!

"Nice insight!"

Raising his hand, he wiped away the severed hair hanging down to the eyelids. Lovett's eyeballs were not shining bright red like humans, and his lips trembled slightly.

"But it's not thread, it's blood!"

Half Star Flesh Magic Blood Coagulation!

It is as famous as the white bone magic and bone fusion. It is a magic commonly used by necromancers when processing materials. It is equivalent to the hemostat and bone drill on the operating table. Relying on Lovett's rich knowledge, it is possible to have such ingenious magic. usage.

cuckoo...

At this time, the blood pool soaked in the ankles in the boat bubbled and exploded repeatedly like hot spring water, which was extremely strange.

Under Crowe's shocked gaze, thumb-sized blood cells floated up, and gradually twisted into a shuttle shape during the ascent process, floating and floating around Lovett's shoulders.

Half Star Flesh Magic·Blood Cone Technique!

Since so many spell-casting materials have been collected, there is no need to waste them.

"go!"

call out! call out! call out!

As soon as the voice fell, "bullets" shot out, hitting them intensively.

Crowe took a deep breath.

"fine!"

No matter how weird the scene was, it was just a general physical attack after all. Facing the weird necromancer magic, even he felt great psychological pressure.

Not the fear of Lovett, but the living man's fear of death.

The ability to manipulate the dead makes people shudder.

Jingle!

Xin Chang's body twisted on the spot, and Crowe's ten cat claws wiped, cut, and flicked repeatedly. Amid the dense sound of gold and iron, he was like a black cat dancing with the tip of a knife, elegant and precise.

Boom...boom!

The blood cone was continuously exploded by the shock, causing a hazy blush mist to appear on the spot, but it didn't hurt him at all.

In this world, as long as a person with a little strength is unlikely to be injured by an antique flintlock, not to mention that the speed of fire of these blood ball bullets is not as good as that of a musket.

"If there is only this level, then go to death!"

Grasping a shooting gap, Crowe stood on tiptoe and lowered his body together. When he got lower, he disappeared into the air again.

Danger!

Lovett's eyes froze, his mental power accelerated, and blood lines shot out from the boat's blood pool, wrapping him in groups.

Chi... Chi... Chi...!

The three cutting sounds sounded almost simultaneously. Knowing that the opponent's body was surrounded by traps, Crowe was not reckless, but swung his claws and cut it off from a distance of one meter.

Feeling the feedback from the weapon, Crowe smiled confidently.

"caught you!"

Then the footsteps staggered and rotated on the spot, and the stainless steel cat's claws turned into the saw blades of the meat grinder, bringing up sharp energy, cutting through the blood line all the way, and rushing forward.

As long as he breaks through the blood line defense, it's not that Crowe is arrogant, and the opponent is not afraid at all.

Lovett himself thinks so.

Just like how swordsmen fight to get closer, mages also have to try to control the distance.

It is a disgrace for a mage to be approached by the enemy.

Necromancers are very troublesome in this regard, because in addition to being careful of their magical interference, they also need to be careful of the group...

Undead!

"Scarlet Wrath!"

Seeing that Crowe was about to kill him, Lovett finished singing, and the corpses on the pile of corpses opened their eyes, and their eyes glowed red.

Then... lasing out.

Pooh!

Cut off with one claw, Crowe looked at the cut body and frowned silently.

"As expected..."

If it is normal to fight alone, Crowe is confident that he is not afraid of anyone in the East China Sea. Lovett knows this and cannot ignore it.

He had been careful about the pile of corpses, and it turned out that he was right.

The pile of corpses placed there was not just for deterring the enemy and showing them weakness.

"Roar!"

They are also resurrected zombie puppets, but the expressions and eyes of this group of zombies are not dull, but full of tyranny, as if they have gone mad.

Low-level zombie puppets do not evolve to the level of ghouls or are transformed into stitched abominations, and their effects on the battlefield are really limited.

But what if there was a kind of magic that allowed them to quickly form considerable combat power without the need for cumbersome follow-up steps?

Someone tried it, burning souls.

However, the soul of an official mage can only be burned for five minutes at most, which is used to die with the enemy.

The remnant soul of a zombie puppet will not work for a second.

So Lovett took a different path and chose a path of external stimulation. It was also the birth, evolution and spread of this magic that made him the most dazzling star under the starry sky.

One Star Flesh Magic·Scarlet Wrath!

Like the soul, vitality is a substance that can be observed and quantified in the mage world.

By breaking the most common container of vitality: blood, disperse and inject them into the bodies of zombie puppets, and then use the soul fire as a trigger and blood as fuel to ignite their hatred for the living, and then make them mad.

The bad news is that this process is irreversible. After the vitality is exhausted, the zombies will not even leave a ray of remnant souls. Unlike ordinary zombie puppets, there is almost no time limit and can be used repeatedly.

But the good news is that in this state, "I want to hit ten!" is no longer an exception, but the norm.

To have the courage to face up to the evil in one's heart, to desecrate the corpses of the dead, to play with the souls of the dead, to squeeze them dry, and let them offer their last loyalty to themselves is the most important quality for necromancers to accept as apprentices.

Because of this, we will not get lost in the fear of death.

Have the courage and qualifications to pursue the ultimate puzzle of the Necromancer.

What, call him, death!

Puchi...!

Cutting down with one claw, feeling the difficult blockage from the opponent's muscles and bones, Crowe frowned slightly.

"trouble!"

Scarlet Wrath strengthens the undead in all aspects, including muscle toughness and bone density.

Not being able to easily slash and kill enemies is the most annoying situation for him who takes the agile route.

For example, Saobao's rival, the great pirate Crick, is dressed in golden armor and completely bites a hedgehog.

and……

"It's useless even if you cut it off."

Unknowingly, facing the crazy impact of 20 berserk undead, Crowe was forced to retreat to the edge of the forest.

Not far away, there was a corpse that had been broken down the middle, which was the one he cut off first.

If an ordinary person is already dead and can't die anymore, but the opponent is an undead, even if it breaks like this, it will dig its fingers into the soil and crawl, and use its filthy face full of blood and mud to scream at him.

"Capture the thief first and capture the king!"

Clona paid attention, and prepared to use another mystery to clear the surroundings to buy himself time to behead.

But at this moment, footsteps sounded from the forest.

It's Sam from "Cat Brothers".

After finally throwing off the pursuit of the undead behind him, he immediately saw Crowe being chased by bloody zombies and hiding in hiding. Sam was startled and shouted from a distance.

"Captain, it's bad! Vice-Captain Zangao escaped in the escape boat!"

"Escape boat?"

Crowe froze for a moment, narrowly avoiding the bite of the undead, and turned his head angrily: "Why didn't I know that I had prepared that kind of thing?!"

"Didn't you, Captain, order us to prepare...?"

Sam is not a fool, so he reacted immediately.

Praise the false edict!

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Crisp applause sounded, and in the distance, Lovett smiled contemptuously with sarcasm on his lips.

"Wonderful! As expected of a pirate!"

"If you guessed correctly, he should have tampered with the ship you came on to trap you here."

"In other words... he wants you to die, Chloe!"