Pirates: The Black Earl

Leviathan, who has awakened the [Maze] talent, is the strongest member of Lovett's team, and this has not changed until today.

Although the upper limit of control by relying on the fighting instinct of the undead is also high, it is definitely not more ingenious than Lovett's control supported by computing power.

Click! !

The bone-tooth sword fell down against the neck, rubbing sparks on the unbelievably hard bones.

Trying to avoid the fatal attack, Shanks could only watch helplessly as the great sword fell to the ground and a strong wind blew him away.

boom! !

Falling heavily to the ground, looking at the black flames burning upwards on his left foot, Shanks, with white lips, waved his hand cruelly, and Griffin, who made several gaps with the blade, swiped across his thigh.

"Ugh!"

This is much more courageous than taking the enemy's attack hard.

Because the brain will preconceive the pain.

Even a tough guy like Shanks couldn't help screaming at this moment.

However, the result was gratifying, the attachment was lost, and the severed human sashimi was quickly swallowed up by the black flames, without spreading to the whole body.

However, it is only from this point of view.

Staggering and jumping up on one leg, Shanks' forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

He couldn't even control the position of the opponent's appearance, and his overlord-like attack couldn't work at all.

Locking firmly on Lovett who was pulling out the bone-tooth sword from the ground, suddenly, a sense of crisis came from left and right.

"What?!"

Boom! !

The ink stains infested the ground, and two large white bones collided from left to right, hammering him in the middle.

Then, the nagging began.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The exaggerated soul strength brings exaggerated calculation speed. What Lovett is now second only to the method of twisting the law is not swordsmanship, but his old profession, necromancer magic!

With the blessing of computing speed, spells below four stars do not require a casting time at all, and are infinitely close to instant.

Simply put...

Shanks, fooled!

Dizzy from being hammered by the bone iron fist, Shanks knew that he couldn't go on like this, and spent the moment of being caught off guard, so he decisively carried the attack and swept out with the horizontal sword.

Swish!

The two bone arms froze in place for an instant, and then the sword light flashed, and they were cut off from them.

But at this time, Lovett was ready for the next move.

call out!

Snapped!

The flesh and skin of the index finger separated, and the bones in the middle spread out like life, and kept scattered in mid-air, forming a living vine entwined towards Shanks' limbs.

Bone Magic Bone Demon Flail!

Clang! Clang!

In the next second, two crisp sounds suddenly came from the bone forest that covered the sky and the sun. No matter what it was, Shanks would never allow him to be entangled by the other party.

The exploding sword shadow tore through the lush bone forest, but when Shanks saw the outside world clearly, his pupils suddenly constricted.

"Information and color will not deceive people."

Lovett held a ball of red slime in his palm, and said lightly, "So it's really convenient to use."

Flesh Curse·Burning Blood!

Hula la!

A hot burning sensation emerged from his thigh and chest, watching his blood turn into a strange red flame and start to burn and boil close to his skin, Shanks stopped breathing.

"burst!"

The light words came out of Lovett's mouth, and immediately, Shanks' position was suddenly covered in a blood mist.

The thick blood mist scattered and surged like the white mist produced by a dry ice machine, and accompanied by the viscous stirring sound of flesh and bones being separated and broken, a figure flew out.

In the instant of flying out, Shanks understood what Lovett had done.

Knowledge does not lie, so he really wanted to use the bones to restrain himself and end the battle just now.

For this reason, he desperately cut open his bones, trying to escape Shengtian.

But all of this is within the Earl's calculations.

Temporary change, or in other words, it was already prepared, and while he was not paying attention, another ultimate move was brewed.

Thinking of meeting Whitebeard before, before parting, he told himself how Lovett defeated Katakuri, Shanks smiled wryly.

"Too dependent on knowledge and color!"

In front of this monster, relying too much on knowledge and color will only be used by opponents.

His methods are unpredictable, and he can't even predict the future, let alone ordinary knowledge and domineering.

If paralyzing himself with swordsmanship was the first level of calculation, then this is the second level... It's not complicated, but he paid a terrible price every time.

Swish!

Putting away his hands, the blood mist was pinched into a ball by Lovett and disappeared.

The explosion this time was not violent, because it all happened inside Shanks.

The splashed blood was scattered around, and the soft soil would be soaked with blood when stepped on. A tenaciously growing grass hung its head, and drops of red liquid dripped down the veins of the leaves, mixing with the red and black soil.

Burning Blood is not a great curse inherited from the Necromancer School, but a self-created spell perfected by Lovett from the ideas of his predecessors, and was later listed as a great curse.

Its root, obviously isn't it?

The painting style is so unique, it is in the same line as Scarlet Wrath.

Its effect is also very simple, just burning blood.

It's just that as a big curse, it can burn the blood in the enemy's body to detonate it, which is a perfect supplement for the lack of explosive lethality of the "bloodletting" style of play.

It's a bit tasteless to deal with Kaido, Whitebeard and even BIG MOM's physiques that are different from ordinary people. After all, they can meet its release conditions. Why not use other big curses?

As for Shanks, apart from his domineering strength, his physique is still a normal human being.

"If you interfere with your overlord color, I really won't be able to take you down for a while."

Putting away the blood cells, Lovett raised his head calmly.

Not far away, Shanks fell down on the soft soil that had been repeatedly plowed four or five times by the aftermath of the battle, his chest heaving weakly.

"The defensive stance generated by that powerful domineering will not only weaken my slash, but also make it more difficult for spells to break through."

"If I remember correctly, you are the son of Rocks, right?"

"Does he have this power too?"

In this regard, Shanks looked at the sky with blurred eyes and did not respond.

Not only was the blood at the wound burning, but what he could see with the naked eye was the wound. The name of the big curse burning blood is simple, but the effect is not simple at all.

With no defense at all, at least one-third of the total blood in his body was ignited and exploded. The chain reaction not only broke the bones, peeled off the flesh, but also caused more blood to flow out.

He didn't die, it was already his inconceivable strength as the Four Emperors.

The skin was stained red with blood, and the original skin color could not be seen clearly. Shanks gasped unconsciously with his bare chest. The heart in his chest was beating faster, but there was not much blood supplying his brain.

His blood was almost drained in the explosion just now.

Getting no answer, Lovett sighed.

Boom!

Fluttering!

The hate battleship and the red-eyed raven were stripped from their bodies. The former turned into a ship and landed at Lovett's feet, while the latter flapped its wings and landed on Lovett's shoulder.

Looking at Shanks who was dying, Lovett spoke softly.

"Wallace..."

"The subordinates are here!"

After the words fell, a pale-skinned, blond-haired, blue-eyed man emerged from the deck, kneeling respectfully in front of Lovett.

"Eat him."

"Subordinates understand!"

Knowing what his next destiny is, Wallace only has fanatical respect in his eyes. It is a supreme honor for him to be able to turn into a sharp blade in the hands of his master!

But the moment he turned around, Wallace was shocked.

"You can still stand up... No, even if you lose consciousness, you won't fall down?"

Lovett looked up.

Sure enough, while the two were talking, Shanks, who had been blown to pieces and had countless bones broken, suddenly stood up straight.

His left foot was cut off, and he used a griffin to insert into the soil to support his body.

The red-stained snow-white shirt hung tatteredly on his body, and his blood-red hair fluttered in the breeze, covering his face.

But both of them could see that Shanks was unconscious.

Awakened by the sound of Leviathan falling to the ground, it was his belief that supported him to stand up instinctively, wanting to continue fighting.

"Honorable opponent!"

Lovett took off his wide-brimmed hat and put it on his chest, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

"This boring battle finally has something worth remembering."

Wallace also imitated Lovett and saluted Shanks, then took out the dagger and inserted it into his heart.

This time without any curse, the dagger cut open the heart, and Wallace died soon.

But he quickly mobilized the life energy from Leviathan and began to cast spells.

"The demon disintegrates and is reborn in blood!"

Boom! !

Flesh and limbs scattered into a blood mist in front of the huge magical power, but they did not scatter and fall in all directions. Instead, driven by some invisible force, they turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards Shanks.

At the same time, many zombified and gluttonous infected people who were still on the road raised their heads one after another, and the bodies in the densely packed team exploded one after another, turning into blood and flying towards the sky.

On the holy ground, the old man sitting among the flowers suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked towards the sky.

"Someone wants to become a god?"