The bloody hand Mary of the pirate

"Therefore, as a reflection of a person's ambition and ambition, overlord color will have its own characteristics once it reaches a certain level."

"This characteristic depends on your personality. Since you are also an overlord of this level, you should also know that your overlord color has something special that is different from ordinary people, right?"

Saint Edved said with a smile.

Mary nodded

"Well, you don't need to tell me what your abilities are. I can tell you about the characteristics of my overlord color."

"Do you still remember the feeling when the sea of ​​blood approached me just now?"

"Of course I remember."

Mary frowned and thought:

"It's hard to control, unable to move forward, and in the end... out of control."

"Losing control is another set of skills, and has nothing to do with overlord sex itself."

Saint Edved took back his overlord color, and the earth that was originally dyed red by the overlord color returned to its true color.

Seeing this, Mary also suppressed her overbearing look.

"The so-called overlord color is the inner will, and in my overlord color..."

"I will not allow anyone to disobey me."

Saint Edwin's face was a little aloof and arrogant, but at the same time he was full of a kind of madness that only belonged to the strong.

"If I want him to die, he must die. If I want him to kneel down, he must kneel down for me."

"The less determined a person is, the less able he is to resist."

"If you could enter my Overlord Color, you might be able to do something. But trying to break through my Overlord Color by remotely controlling some blood that is entrusted with your own consciousness is still a bit... whimsical."

"I see."

Mary showed a look of realization at this time.

"Your overlord color can make the consciousness within the coverage area surrender or be affected. Therefore, once my blood enters that area, it will be blocked, which is equivalent to ordinary people being intimidated by beasts."

"And if I approach you in person and have the same domineering look, you may not be able to completely suppress me."

"Is that the truth?"

"Absolutely. Proper use of one's abilities is what a strong person should do, but at least in the use of Overlord Color, you are still inferior."

Saint Edved smiled.

"For example just now..."

"I understand."

Mary suddenly interrupted Saint Edwin's narration.

"……Um?"

"I gradually understood everything."

Mary took a deep breath and her eyes were extremely clear.

She's not talking nonsense.

"How did you defeat my sea of ​​blood just now? I think I have figured out the reason."

"Keep fighting, Edwyd."

"...oh."

Seeing Mary, whose fighting spirit suddenly became high, Saint Edwin was a little confused.

However, he did not refuse Mary's request.

He raised his sword again, and the overlord color that had been collected spread out again.

"good……"

"Then I'll fight with you until you feel good."

…

"Are there any abnormalities in the brain waves?"

"No, Director. All physical indicators are normal."

Makarov was standing next to a huge instrument with a bottle of coffee in one hand, and Venus was sitting naked in the center of the instrument, hugging her knees, looking dull and empty."

A group of female researchers were busy at the operating table, constantly collecting data on Venus.

Makarov frowned and took another sip of coffee.

how so……

Venus has been in a sluggish state since she woke up, unresponsive to any stimulation. Makarov even tried to use electrical stimulation to make Mary react to the sting, but Mary had no response other than the unconditioned reflex of her body.

Any active reaction occurs.

It's like...losing your soul.

Makarov frowned even deeper when he thought of this.

The soul of Venus is artificial, which means that there is no case to refer to. If there is really a problem with the soul, then at least it will be difficult for him to come up with a solution.

Not to mention him, even the scholars who worked with Vegapunk back then probably had no clue. In this world, Vegapunk is the only one who can study souls and create souls.

Others know nothing about this field.

In fact, there is nothing wrong if there is a problem with the soul. After all, this is Vegapunk's first experiment, the first time to shape the soul from scratch. It can be said that it is normal for this kind of first-generation machine to have problems.

but.

"Tsk..."

"It's still sad that the cute little girl I've been with for so long just disappeared."

Makarov said, taking another sip of coffee.

At this time, the mechanical door at the entrance of the research room opened. Makarov turned around and saw Vegapunk walking in.

"Oh, you're here."

He immediately said hello, then turned back to look at Venus.

"Venus's ability to think for herself seems to have completely disappeared. She is clearly awake now, but it is no different from being in a coma."

"The body functions are all normal, and the test results show that the brain structure is intact. It is not caused by mental illness."

"Vegapunk, did it... collapse?"

The design of Venus is considered a secret. Only Vegapunk and Makarov know the purpose and value of Venus' design. No one else in the institute knows. Therefore, Makarov said a little bit.

A bit obscure.

Of course, Vegapunk must understand what Makarov is talking about.

"let me see."

Vegapunk didn't waste much time and took the data directly from Makarov's hands and checked page by page.

Just as Vegapunk scanned these documents line by line, Makarov muttered on the side:

"Also, Bega Punk, I found a new ratio of the materials I mentioned before. The toughness of the alloy is very high, but the hardness is extremely low. See if it can be melted into the content..."

"As for the weight, it can only be changed by adjusting the structure. The original materials cannot be reduced any further."

"Also, I helped you transfer the data of those Devil Fruits, but there are many of them. What type do you need? I will help you filter them out..."

"Crack."

Vegapunk pressed the document on Makarov's chest, and Makarov quickly hugged the document.

"Just give me the experimental data. There is no need for any other summary."

"The experimental data needs to be data related to fruit and biological combination experiments."

With that said, Vegapunk strode towards the operating table.

When a group of researchers saw the mechanical arm stretched out behind Vegapunk, they all left the console in a very sensible manner. At the signal from Makarov's eyes, they all retreated.

"Hey, Bega Punk..."

Makarov followed him in three steps and two steps.

"Have you thought of the reason?"

"No, but there are several possibilities."

Vegapunk said nonchalantly:

"The first is the disintegration of the soul. This is the first completely artificial soul. It may indeed be missing some key parts, which can also explain why she was in a coma before... Of course, this is the worst case scenario, and it will be tested in the end."

"Now I will test the compatibility of soul and body first."

"Ah? What do you mean?"

Makarov was suddenly confused.

Following Vegapunk's dazzling operations, his robotic arm also began to move.

He said while controlling the machine:

"The soul and the body are compatible, have you forgotten? I deduced the soul based on this body from the beginning."

"This way the soul and body are completely matched."

"Normally, the soul will grow together with the body, and there will be normal changes and iterations."

"But if there are abnormal changes in the soul, it may not adapt to the body. Then the normal and intuitive manifestation is that the soul breaks away or cannot control the body, and the person becomes numb."

"This is a simple explanation. Do you want to hear the principle?"

"Forget it, forget it..."

Makarov waved his hand quickly and said: "It's already very difficult for me to be your assistant..."

"I want to cultivate you into the second me."

"You think highly of me too much. Besides, you are almost mechanically ascending now and will not die. Why do you want me to become the second you?"

"Who knows? Maybe..."

"Because I'm invincible?"

Vegapunk said expressionlessly.

"...Although I feel like you are joking, I can't refute this."

Makarov scratched his head and decided to change the topic.

He looked at Vegapunk's robotic arm and asked, "Then what are you doing now? Adjusting the body?"

"Forcibly adjusting the body can easily lead to collapse. This is different from transforming people."

"I'm trying to force two things to come together."

"To put it simply..."

"Operating the brain."

Vegapunk said, leaving a trace of sweat on his forehead.

"...You're sweating."

Makarov suddenly looked at Vegapunk in shock.

He had never seen Vegapunk tired before, even after staying up late several times.

Vegapunk is... mentally overloaded?

Vegapunk didn't speak, but concentrated on the operation.

The research room fell into silence, except for the sound of Vegapunk's crazy operations.

Half an hour passed, and an hour passed.

During this period, Vegapunk also asked Makarov to get a lot of reagents and some operating machinery.

Finally, more than two hours later, when even Makarov had tensed up, Vegapunk suddenly let out a sigh of relief and fell backwards.

Makarov quickly supported Vegapunk.

"…Success?"

Makarov asked in a low voice.

"certainly."

"Kakakaka..."

Following Vegapunk's confident and indifferent words, Makarov saw that Venus, who had originally looked dull and empty, suddenly became more agile.

She slowly let go of her hands and stood up slowly.

"Successful."

Vegapunk and Makarov looked at each other, shrugged and smiled in understanding.

Then, Venus looked at the two of them.

"Who are you...?"

"Where is this?"

She opened her mouth and said:

"Is this the East China Sea?"

…

"Qiang!"

The sword blades of Mary and Edved Saint intersected, and the red domineering energy and the black domineering energy stuck together and collided with each other.

At this moment, Mary felt her vision go dark, and then a huge force came, and Mary's body was split into two parts again with a sword.

And the elegant figure of Saint Edwine has appeared behind Mary.

"Sure enough...as I expected, do you pour the domineering domineering energy into the control range of other people's souls and forcibly separate their souls and bodies?"

"This kind of operation is really amazing."

Mary grinned, then quickly regenerated.

She stood still and rushed towards Saint Edved again.

"It's a pity. If I try it a few more times, I won't be afraid of this move anymore!"

"really……"

Saint Edwin's expression was smiling, but also slightly restrained.

"From being defeated directly from the beginning, it only takes a moment to react now..."

"This can no longer be explained by strong adaptability. Is your fruit ability very special?"

"Who knows? You can guess what my fruit power is."

After Mary sneered, she also frowned.

"But I remember that you are also a Devil Fruit user, right? Why, are you still giving up? You still don't use the fruit power yet?"

“It’s not that I don’t want to use it, it’s that I can’t use it.”

Edwide's holy fingers brushed the tip of the sword, and then slammed it on the tip of Mary's attacking sword.

After a buzzing sound, the ground beneath their feet rippled.

"My devil fruit abilities cannot be used for fighting..."

"Besides, if you tell me to stop, aren't you not going all out?"

"The price is too high. I don't want to make Renesmee angry."

"If someone accidentally destroys Fish-Man Island, that guy will probably chase me to the ends of the earth, right? I can't escape from this sea."

"That's right. Atop a sea of ​​blood on the scale of a war, it would be difficult for a mere Fish-Man Island to control it."

Saint Edwide agreed, and then a burst of red light burst out from his eyes.

"Buzz——"

Mary's body lost control again.

When Saint Edved cut open Mary's body again, her body rushed out of the sea of ​​blood behind Saint Edved the next moment.

Without saying a word, he approached St. Edweed.

Saint Edwine's sight had already seen Mary behind him, and he waved Grammer as usual, intending to block Mary's knife and then quickly counterattack.

However, this time...

"Ping."

With a crisp sound, Saint Edwin suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

Then, his body went limp... He could feel that his body was out of control.

The sword in her hand could only be carried forward by inertia, and was easily blocked by Mary.

Then, Dusk rested on Saint Edved's neck.

When he regained his sight, Mary was already standing behind him, and the blade passed by his neck and appeared in front of his eyes.

And his movements stopped.

"I lost."

Saint Edwide admitted decisively and naturally, and then his pupils dilated slightly:

"You... learned it?"

"What do you mean? Commanding others? Or...cutting off others' control of their bodies?"

Mary smiled and said:

"If it's the latter, I'm sorry, I've already learned it."

"...such a short time?"

"Yes, it is such a short time."

"……incredible."

Saint Edved remained motionless and put away his sword with both hands.

"How did you do it?"

"Who knows, maybe it's because I'm a genius."