Pirates: The Black Earl

The smarter people are, the less they like "accidents". The more important things are, the more so.

"Hundreds of tricks" Crowe is undoubtedly in this list.

The sky was getting dark and the ocean was pitch black, but Crowe didn't speak, and no one dared to leave the deck to light the lamps.

Underfoot, the unknown navy who was seriously injured and comatose, and the unlucky guy acting as a stand-in will soon wake up, and it is too late to re-arrange.

Brother Catman told him what happened in the cabin, and no one expected that the newcomer "Triangle Breaker" who went to sea recently would be a fruit-capable user with the ability to control corpses.

Not to mention that he happened to be on this ship and was taken into custody by the navy.

Even witnessed all this...

And probably not dead!

Wow...

With the support of his companions, Bu Zhi climbed onto the deck and said out of breath, "Bo...Captain, no body was found, it should have been washed away by the sea."

"If it is cut in two, even the undead will be wiped out, right? Plus he is a fruit-powered person, so he will definitely die if he falls into the sea."

Not a very nice answer, Sam asked carefully in a low voice.

Crowe looked over with a cold gaze and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

Gulu...!

Sam swallowed, and Dogeza fell to his knees.

"Extremely sorry, Captain!"

Crowe ignored him, sitting by the railing with his head down.

"There is no evidence of death, and there is a possibility of being alive...Zango, this is the first task of the Black Cat Pirates, understand?"

"Captain Crowe..."

Zangao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why don't you wait for the next opportunity? It's too risky to do so."

For every additional insider, there is an additional threat of exposure for Crowe's plan to escape by feigning death.

He knew what Crowe wanted, and as the vice-captain, he did not want Crowe to take risks in public or private.

Hearing this, Crowe raised his head, his pupils were bloodshot behind his glasses.

"There is no next chance!"

He gritted his teeth and said every word.

"...The 153 branch troops are destroyed here, and all branches in the East China Sea will strengthen their defenses in a few years! Do you want me to wait a few more years in this day?!"

As the bounty increases, more and more navy and pirate hunters are joining in this hunting game. Crowe is not afraid of death, but he is already tired of the hidden pirate life.

Not to mention that after this massacre, the angry navy will definitely intensify its efforts to hunt down the Black Cat Pirates, and the situation is more severe than ever!

After a few years, will there really be a chance?

Zango was speechless, it was true.

"He will definitely show his feet. As a fugitive, the navy will not let him go..."

Crowe took a deep breath and stood up.

"Let's go, the naval reinforcements are coming soon, we have to do a full set of acting."

It's decided to take a gamble!

As a pirate, Crowe also has a bit of a gambler mentality.

Nod respectfully.

"yes!"

When he came to the bow and was about to transfer to a boat, Crowe suddenly remembered something, and looked back at Brother Catman with a cold gaze.

"You two know what I want, don't you?"

Once this matter is revealed, no matter whether Lovett dies or not, they must be buried with him!

Brother Catman shuddered and nodded again and again: "Understood, Captain!"

"It's better so..."

Crowe stopped talking, turned around and pulled the windbreaker, the skeleton shoulder straps glowed coldly under the moonlight, but soon a dark cloud floated from the sky, covering him in darkness.

Zangao watched with chills in his heart, because he knew very well that Brother Catman was doomed!

For a captain like Crowe, if he punishes you on the spot, it will prove that you can survive.

Other than that, no luck!

When the dark clouds drift away to reveal the moonlight,

On the sea, everything is calm.

The killing subsided, leaving only corpses strewn about on the deck.

clatter...

Suddenly, the sea water waved away, and a pale head emerged from the water.

The blood loss and cold made Lovett tremble all over, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted for so long. Relying on his weak mental power to control, he forced the undead navy with only half of its body to hook the rudder of the warship, lurking and waiting.

Calculating the time of death of a body is a basic skill of the Necromancer.

He knew that with his current physical condition, even with the help of the undead, the probability of falling into the water and escaping death was more than 99%!

Instead, it is possible to survive by staying and waiting.

After determining which world he is currently in, with his super memory, Lovett clearly knows that it is impossible for Crowe to stay for a long time.

The most dangerous is the safest.

"Terrifying speed!"

Thinking of the black light when Crowe shot before, Lovett felt lingering fear.

That kind of speed is definitely not a normal human being!

It is comparable to the extraordinary knight king of the human kingdom in the previous world!

Even in a world dominated by mages and the decline of martial arts, the king of knights in a country should not be underestimated. Just like the soul sublimation and evolution of mages, they have sublimated their bodies in all aspects, and they are necromancers...

One of my favorite experimental materials.

And through memory, Lovett knows that there are many terrifying existences in this world than Crow!

"So even if undead magic is good at fighting, it is not absolutely invincible in this world. You must be more careful in handling things in the future..."

After setting the tone, Lovett laughed at himself: "But then again, mages in that world are not fighting professions, and fighting is just an incidental means."

To be precise, mages are a group of scholars with their own research goals.

Just like the necromancers he represents, the ultimate puzzle is to define death and explain life!

In that world, because they can control the undead, play with the soul, and even communicate with the underworld to wake up the ancient heroic spirits who have been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, and the morning star spirit that cannot be killed does exist in this world, they can't define the interval between life and death. .

Every necromancer asks himself, is death as we now know it really death?

No one knows the answer.

For tens of thousands of years, the meaning of "death" has been defined and overturned countless times, and even triggered wars in the mage world. It was not until [Holy Ten] Necromancer and Anthony Musker wrote the book "Necromancer" that this academic debate was ended and it was set as the ultimate goal of the Necromancer.

This is the ultimate necromancer puzzle, and Lovett is no exception, wanting to know the truth.

As a digression, the necromancer's reputation as a good fighter was also fought in those millennium wars.

In the academic circle, we are the best!

Probably such a feeling of the six arts of a gentleman...

"But these can be considered later, the top priority is to heal the wound... and then find a place to recuperate!"

Climbed onto the deck by the undead, Lovett tore off the clothes of a corpse beside him and put it on his shoulders, looking not far away with bright eyes.

There, the unlucky guy who was Chloe's stand-in and the lucky guy who was the protagonist were still unconscious. Later, the "Axe" Monka, who even chopped off Garp's axe, had his jaw crushed and bloody, and he looked very miserable.

"If I remember correctly, he should be praised...high? It seems that his name...was deeply hypnotized, and even caused a big change in his temperament."

Plop!

Scattering the mental power distributed on the undead navy, letting the tool man die hard, Lovett held up a ball of soul light in front of his nose, and took a deep breath.

As the saying goes, eating what you can make up for, in the mage world based on the strength of the soul, this is probably the most unreasonable skill of a necromancer.

Soul eater!

"Ahem... I sucked too much!"

Covering his swollen and painful forehead, Lovett held the remaining soul light ball in his hand, panting heavily.

"Change personality? Zango doesn't have the ability. It's the result of self-correction of the soul. If the fragmented memory area cannot be restored by external intervention and there is not enough space left, it can only be filled with false memories. And memory determines character..."

Then he focused his eyes on Monka.

"But... even if the wound heals, it will leave a scar."

"Patching the soul is not an easy task... Generally speaking, it is true."

...

"Second Class Monka? Second Class Monka?!"

The world was in darkness, and in the vagueness, a familiar call sounded in my ears.

"Well……"

Mengka woke up faintly, just as he opened his mouth, the tingling pain from his chin woke him up immediately.

"Great, he's still alive!"

Cheers of joy sounded beside him, and Mengka remembered that it was a colleague from the left-behind branch.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the soldiers surrounding him, and suddenly turned over and sat up.

"K... where's Kloe?"

Resisting the severe pain, Mengka grabbed the hand of a colleague and asked excitedly.

The colleague was equally excited with tears in his eyes. He held his hand behind his back and nodded: "Don't worry, you have already caught it!"

What a fellow!

Why did I think he was too rigid before?

"Even if you passed out, you didn't let go of him, Mengka... Good job!"

Is... is it me?

Mengka's eyes froze, and his thinking stopped for a moment, but under the action of two unknown forces, a picture appeared in his mind.

Yes!

The scarlet sunset shone on the deck, and the warship was full of corpses. The colonel was dead, and his comrades were dead. Seeing so many of his colleagues die, he was so red-eyed that he was fighting alone. He rushed forward and stabbed Crowe by luck.

So, I succeeded? !

Suddenly, Mengka felt a pain in his head and covered his forehead.

"Lo... Lovett! How's he doing?"

After a moment of silence, the familiar colleague asked, "Who is Lovett?"

Among the colleagues on this trip, there seems to be no one with this name?

"It's that pirate!"

Mengka raised his head, with tears in his tiger eyes: "If he hadn't saved me from the fatal knife at the cost of an arm, Ke Luo would have escaped a long time ago! He... cough, cough, cough!"

"Lie down first and have a good rest!"

Persuaded by others, Monka lay back on the deck and let the doctor examine him, but his eyes kept scanning the deck, trying to find someone.

Not far away, several soldiers exchanged glances, and they all saw each other's helplessness.

"So... that pirate also made a contribution? I've never seen such a situation!"

"Leave it to the higher authorities to decide! As the battle hero who arrested Crowe, Monka's words still have a certain weight."

"That's the only way... But then again, what is Lovett's reason for going to sea?"

"I heard that the new sheriff in the town colluded with the pirates and was discovered by him, so he killed them. It was originally a felony for attacking an official, but subsequent investigations found that the sheriff did have problems, so he only set a symbolic 1 million Bounty."

Attack the world government officials and say less than 5 million rewards to start!

Only 1 million Baileys were booked, probably because of their inability to kill the entire town.

The authority of the World Government cannot be challenged, so even if there is a reason, it is impossible to acquit you.

The navy who spoke suddenly shared the same hatred and indignation: "This is so unfair!"

Hearing this, the other two looked at each other, shrugged and did not dare to answer.

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