The bloody hand Mary of the pirate

Vegapunk and Makarov are running around at the bottom of the underwater scientific research base.

"Seraph Situation No. 66."

"The body tissues are beginning to collapse, and Lunalia's genes are incompatible with those of the giants."

"Tissue rejection reaction!"

"Is the matching ratio wrong? The genes of the giants are really unstable. Nine out of ten times it goes wrong!"

The two of them rushed to the door of cabin No. 66. After a mechanical sound, the door opened and the two of them walked in without any hesitation.

Behind them, a small figure in a black cloak squeezed in through the crack in the door.

The two rushed to the central culture cabin. Through the transparent culture cabin wall, they could see that the human body inside had become blurred, and the body gradually turned into thick gray-black blood flowing out.

"Immediately inject one unit of gabriel inhibitor, and then inject fifteen units of lucifer reagent and d3 reagent at a ratio of 1.87:2."

"Inject all into the spinal cord!"

"OK!"

Makarov nodded and quickly ran towards the command podium.

After a moment of frantic operation, the operation Vegapunk just mentioned was finally completed.

After seeing both drugs being injected, Vegapunk immediately said: "Lower the internal temperature of the culture chamber to minus 12 degrees."

"Irradiate it with sequence four rays!"

"good!"

"..."

The two of them were operating hurriedly, with one person always keeping an eye on the condition of the human body in the culture chamber, and the other person listening to the other person's instructions on the operating table and quickly clicking the buttons on the operating table.

A little cutie clung to the back of Vegapunk's thigh. He raised his head and looked at Vegapunk with a solemn expression with big eyes.

Just when she was about to say something, Vegapunk's big hand pressed on her little head.

"Inject silas solution immediately. There is no other way. This collapse is too severe. I can only give it a try. Keep injecting until I tell you to stop!"

Vegapunk frowned and shouted loudly, while rubbing the little guy's head like a cat.

Venus immediately narrowed her eyes.

"Oh, okay!... I said Bega Punk, what are you doing?"

Makarov's hands were so busy that they almost flew up. He took a few seconds to wipe his sweat, and then when he looked up, he saw Vegapunk rubbing something.

His expression suddenly became weird.

"Worry less and work more."

Vegapunk stared at the training cabin and said without raising his head.

"...It must be Venus." Makarov complained, "This little girl has been clinging to you these past few days."

Seeing Vegapunk looking up at him, Makarov quickly lowered his head and concentrated on controlling the parameters of the culture chamber.

"This guy..." Vegapunk shook his head, and then looked at Venus, who was squinting and shaking his head.

...This feeling is really amazing. Is this what it feels like to raise a daughter?

After more than twenty minutes of busy work, Experimental Subject No. 66's physical signs finally stabilized.

At this time, the culture cabin was filled with black putrid pus. Vegapunk opened the door of the culture cabin without changing his expression, and a stench hit him.

Several robotic arms behind him opened up and fished out the experimental subject who had been forcibly returned to the larvae from a pool of pus.

"It's not easy to finally survive."

Makarov also walked down from the operating table and wiped his sweat.

However, Vegapunk looked at Venus with a subtle expression at this time.

I saw that Venus did not have any objection to the larvae being fished out of the rancid liquid, but her eyes were full of sympathy and pity. This kind of emotion is extremely unusual for a child.

Moreover, she did not express her disgust for those rancid liquids.

The reason why he and Makarov didn't react is because they have seen these things so much that they have become immune to such things. Even if this larvae is shaped into a human, they regard it as just a technological product. Therefore, the current situation is not suitable for them.

For them, it's just like repairing machinery, no big deal.

But it's different with Venus.

This character is very unusual, very unusual, and not what a child should have at all. Moreover... the difference between this performance and the [Mary] outside is too great.

Vegapunk also pays attention to the news.

"Hey, Vegapunk, what are you doing?"

Makarov saw Vegapunk in a daze and greeted him with a puzzled look on his face.

"The cabins 104, 115, and 138 are still unoccupied. We can transfer the larvae there now. Let others clean them here."

"Ah, oh. Let's go."

Vegapunk came to his senses after being shouted like this, grabbed Venus's hand and walked out. Makarov hurriedly followed.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the room, Vegapunk suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"What's wrong?"

Makarov looked at Vegapunk whose expression changed slightly and asked.

Vegapunk shook his head, handed the experimental subject held by the mechanical arm to Makarov, then squatted down and said to Venus:

"Do you know if you want to go with Uncle Makarov?"

"Um."

Venus nodded, and then hugged Makarov's thigh tightly.

"this……"

Makarov glanced at Venus with a dumbfounded look, and then looked at Vegapunk seriously.

"What's wrong……"

"Don't ask, just leave first." Vegapunk said with half-squinted eyes, "I still have something to do."

"……become."

Makarov saw this and stopped asking any more questions, turned around and dragged Venus away.

The two of them drifted away and disappeared from Vegapunk's sight around a corner.

"Is that kid your latest scientific research result, Vegapunk?"

An extremely hoarse, weird sound that sounded like countless voices blended together came from behind Bega Punk.

Vegapunk slowly turned his head and looked.

A thick cloak, a pitch-black coat, a blood-red mask, and an ominous black aura surrounding him.

Hazy black shadows surrounded him, like blurry faces.

Even standing in this extremely spacious base passage, his burly body seemed a bit crowded.

"...Are you from the Holy Guard? No, it's a little different..." Vegapunk whispered, "Those guys from the Holy Guard are simply robots. Although they are human beings, they seem to be bound by some dogma. You

It’s different, you seem to have a clear consciousness of your own.”

"I am the Choir of the Holy Guard." The man said in hoarse language, "I am the one who directly protects my king."

"The pinnacle of the Holy Guard."

"I see." Vegapunk said expressionlessly and indifferently, "So why did you come to see me? Someone from cp0 just came to see me some time ago."

"Why, does Im have any other ideas?"

"No, this time it is Mr. Attila's request." The man fumbled around in his arms and pulled out a document.

"Mr. Attila needs a set of equipment, and you need to build it yourself."

"Let me build equipment?!"

Vegapunk had no reaction before, but when he heard this sentence, he immediately raised his eyebrows, "You really look down on me..."

Before the man could say anything more, Vegapunk took the document out of his hand.

The man was startled for a moment, but did not react in any other way, but slowly withdrew his hand.

Vegapunk glanced at the requirements and design sketches in the document, and frowned more and more.

When he was halfway through the page, he immediately closed the document and looked up at the man:

"Where did this design come from?"

"It seems that this equipment is very suitable for you." The man smiled hoarsely, but because his voice was too unclear, it was difficult for him to judge.

"But unfortunately, I don't know where this document came from. I just included a sentence."

"——What do you think?"

"I took it, but I need time and materials."

Vegapunk said without hesitation, then walked past the man in a hurry and walked towards his studio.

The man was also a little stunned by this. He turned around and asked curiously:

"Don't you have anything else to ask?"

"I'm not interested in knowing your nonsense." Vegapunk said without looking back, "I only care about whether there are any topics that can arouse my interest."

"..."

Seeing Vegapunk leaving alone, the man couldn't help but shake his head.

"As Lord Attila said, he is a very strange person..."

"call……"

A gust of wind blew up out of thin air, and the man turned into black smoke and disappeared into the air.

…

"Hoo, ho..."

On an unknown island somewhere in the New World, Rob Lucci gasped and fell to the ground.

After the Judiciary Island incident, he was kicked out of CP9. All the responsibility for the Judiciary Island incident was placed on his head, so that he was constantly being hunted.

At every moment, there was at least one vice-admiral leading the army behind him. His companions took him around the new world for several months after losing their combat effectiveness, and finally got separated recently.

The good news is that he has barely recovered a certain amount of combat ability, and can occasionally rely on sneak attacks to slow down pursuits.

But now, the navy may have really become ruthless. The two lieutenant generals took turns searching for him, making him exhausted. Now he was so tired that he almost fell to the ground, and one lieutenant general was chasing after him with hundreds of people.

.

"Wow!"

The dense forest was swept away by a sword energy, and the pursuing navy appeared in Lu Qi's field of vision. Lu Qi was startled and stood up again staggeringly.

"Let's capture him without mercy, Rob Lucci!" The unknown lieutenant general looked at the seriously injured Lucci and shouted: "You have no way to escape!"

"Huh...huh..."

Lu Qi grinned, straightened his body, and twisted his wrist.

"Then come and give it a try and see if you die first or I die first."

"You're just a branch lieutenant general. If I hadn't been injured, you would have died countless times."

Lu Qi is really confident in saying this. Unlike the Lieutenant General of the main branch, the gold content of the Branch Lieutenant General is much lower. As the strongest person in CP9800, although he is very qualified, he cannot handle such a role.

of.

The two sides were in a stalemate. The lieutenant general was unwilling to bear too much damage, so he just stared at Lu Qi and stood still.

And Lu Qi couldn't show his decline now, he could only endure it, desperately thinking about how to get out of this situation next.

However, things took a turn for the better.

"..."

"call……"

"Um?"

A gust of wind mixed with a bitter smell blew through the air, and at the same time, the surrounding vegetation quickly withered.

"What's this……"

A patch of black dyed the ground, and everyone couldn't help but be distracted. At the same time, the sky darkened.

"Tap, step, step..."

The sound of heavy footsteps appeared from behind the army. Lu Qi was stunned for a moment and looked intently. Two black figures appeared behind the army.

The lieutenant general also noticed the two of them, immediately turned around, took a few steps, and stood in front of the two of them.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, one of them raised his hand.

A burst of black energy exploded, and before anyone could react, the burst of black energy swept across the entire army.

This black energy even spread to Lu Qi. Lu Qi reacted. Facing this weird scene, he instinctively felt something was wrong. He immediately jumped up and hung on the tree, avoiding this layer.

The invasion of black mist.

Another man in black robe suddenly shouted softly:

"Don't cause too much trouble, Wanwen."

"I did it just to avoid causing more trouble."

The person who released the black energy lowered his hand.

At the same time, Lu Qi saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

I saw a large number of troops and the leading lieutenant general, all of whom suddenly fell to their knees on the ground.

The other soldiers fell down immediately, but the lieutenant general still held on to his body, trembling and looked up at the man in black who was already standing in front of him.

"What on earth are you..."

I couldn't finish my words.

Everyone's bodies dried up almost instantly, and then turned into a puff of dust, blowing away in the wind. Including the lieutenant general.

Everything disappeared so quietly without a trace, as if it had never existed, leaving no trace.

To be honest, the dark earth and decayed vegetation are the only traces.

When Lu Qi saw this scene, a sense of fear emerged from deep in his heart.

What kind of power is this...

"Your toxins that corrode life force are still as terrifying as ever."

The man in black who said not to cause trouble before looked at this scene and shook his head: "Aren't you afraid of poisoning the mission target as well?"

"If he is going to be poisoned to death like this, then he himself is not valuable enough for us to recruit him."

Wanwen said in a low voice, then looked at Lu Qi who was hanging on the tree: "You, come down. The uncontaminated temporary toxin is no longer a threat."

"..."

Lu Qi fell from the tree without saying a word and stepped on a piece of dark soil.

He carefully lowered his body, stared at the two people standing side by side in the distance, and asked:

"Who are you?"

"We are a choir."

Another man in black adjusted the black scabbard on his waist and adjusted the blood-red mask on his face.

"Rob Lucci, let me ask you a question."

"Are you still willing to work for the World Government?"

"or……"

"Fight for my king?"