Sitting quietly on the Bone Throne, after a moment, Lovett raised his head slightly, his pupils were dark and dotted with silvery debris.
It's a wonderful feeling.
The world became extremely clear, allowing him to easily see through the fearful smell emanating from Kizaru's soul.
After completely controlling the soul network, his mind is connected to the soul network. He no longer controls the computer as a character in front of the screen, but becomes integrated with the network itself.
It seems that he is sitting in front of Kizaru, but his consciousness has already spread out, spreading thousands of miles through the soul network, observing the new buds sprouting from the branches on a deserted island.
That strange, indifferent, cold, aura of overlooking all things made Kizaru standing in front of him freeze in his heart.
"Hey, this look doesn't look like a human being!"
Looking at Lovett casually, Kizaru tensed his muscles, ready to run away at any moment.
But soon, Lovett looked back.
"General Kizaru, please take a seat."
Wow…
White bones climbed up one by one, forming a seat one meter behind Kizaru.
Kizaru breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that there was a hint of "humanity" in Lovett's body.
Sitting on the chair without fear, he crossed his legs and hit him again.
"It's midnight, Lord Black Earl, can you let me have a good sleep? Do you know how I have spent these four months?"
"Four months!"
Pointing at the dark circles under his eyes, Kizaru pouted obscenely: "I can only sleep three or four hours a day!"
Hearing this, Lovett felt funny inside.
Didn't you ask for this?
Saint Charlos was kidnapped because of the overly domineering and confident nature of the Celestial Dragons in the Chambord Land, the unfavorable nature of the navy and escorts, but more importantly, the reason why the Chambord Land itself was a nest of snakes and rats.
In order to satisfy the unique habits of the Tianlong people, combined with the geographical advantages, they allowed Shampoo Land to become a mixed situation with pirates and navy.
It was okay if nothing happened before, but if something happened, it would naturally need to be rectified.
Therefore, Kizaru was left in such a shampoo place. For several months, he was busy cooperating with government agents, cleaning up pirates, contacting representatives of all parties in the dark world, and censoring residents' information.
One kidnapping is not enough to make the Tianlong people give up this "back garden", so safety work is very important, and no second accident is allowed.
"I'm going back to Shampoo this time..."
But the thoughts in his heart did not appear on the surface. Lovett's expression was still as cold as before, and he said like a doll: "First, it is to check the work progress of Baroque News Agency."
"Second, it is to prevent the same thing from happening again."
"The same thing?"
Kizaru frowned silently.
Suddenly, his expression condensed.
What's the same thing?
The revolutionary army attacked the government warship again and stole something!
Is it really related to him? The last incident?!
As time goes by, more and more blood curse weapons are in the hands of the government, and it is only a matter of time before they are exposed. Lovett is inoculating the navy and warning them not to meddle indiscriminately.
"So General Kizaru can rest assured that I will not do anything to Shampoo."
The latter fell silent.
This matter should not be known to the Navy.
But telling himself didn't mean telling the navy. Kizaru quickly understood what Lovett wanted to express.
"I see……"
The wrinkles on his face unfurled as he raised his eyebrows. Kizaru suddenly understood and replied in a slow tone: "Then I'll be relieved."
"This is perfect... It will be dawn soon. General Kizaru might as well stay and have breakfast before going back."
Seeing this, Lovett skipped the topic: "My butler is very good at cooking, and the taste is quite good."
"Forget it, eating is not as important as sleeping. I'll go back and catch up on my sleep while it's still dark."
Kizaru decisively refused.
He glanced at the polite butler.
No matter how he wore a suit and tie, he couldn't erase the strong aura of death on his body. Eating food cooked by a dead man made Kizaru feel that he shouldn't be that brave.
"Well, it's human nature to rest."
Lovett didn't hold back and ordered softly.
"Leviathan, see you off."
"Chirp!"
The inexplicable threat struck again, and Kizaru's vision went dark again. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was still on the shore.
"Is it a hallucination?"
Silently clenching his fists, Kizaru lowered his head to search.
Then he took a breath of cold air.
"Hiss...that's it?"
On the stone slab of the port three or four meters away from him, two wide footprints were clear and dazzling. Looking at the pair of furry slippers on his feet, Kizaru knew that those were the footprints left by himself.
That is to say...
"Is it really space ability?!"
With shock in his eyes, he raised his head in disbelief.
…
After sending Kizaru away, the black light in Lovett's eyes slowly dissipated, allowing his consciousness to return to its original form.
After completely mastering the Soul Net, the amount of information fed back by the Soul Net far exceeded his imagination. While he was able to master a massive amount of energy, he was also forced to shut down his own emotional fluctuations and maintain an absolutely rational and calm state of being.
"Such a huge amount of information cannot be kept up with my current computing speed... And relying entirely on the computing power of the Soul Network to shut down emotions is inconsistent with my original intention of controlling the Soul Network."
Rubbing his eyebrows silently, Lovett's eyes became serious: "In addition, my soul still retains the knowledge of the powerful strength of the past, and the soul network will arouse this instinctive desire..."
"If I am too immersed in it, one day I will lose myself and become inseparable from it!"
No wonder the creator of the Mage World Soul Network did not leave any backdoor for control... At this moment, Lovett suddenly understood.
Because it’s impossible!
The blood-cursed soul network built by just a group of mortals is filled with such a huge amount of information. As a communication platform built by mages, how much complex data should the soul network carry?
With his own magical attainments and the soul strength far exceeding that of ordinary mages, he cannot even fully control today's soul network. I am afraid that only the Holy Ten Venerables can control the genuine soul network!
And it must be in the early stages of establishment...
To develop to the level of "god on earth" later, Lovett believed that even the Great Emperor of Bone Mountain could not achieve it!
It can really only be used as a trump card to fight for.
"but……"
Thinking of this, Lovett laughed.
"With this trump card, I can finally gain a foothold in this world."
Once on Velcro Island, he answered Akin that he didn't have that much time.
Because he knows that there are many unreasonable monsters in this world!
The flying squirrel is just one of the representatives.
My own existence is bound to confront these monsters. If two civilizations exist on the same soil at the same time, they must be prioritized.
Therefore, without enough life-saving trump cards, Lovett could not let down his guard.
As a mage, rather than betting their lives on the mysterious "protagonist halo" and "fate", they prefer to use their own efforts and wisdom to seize the opportunity.
As a necromancer, the fine tradition of the school told Lovett two words...
Safety!
Two more words...
Safety!
The last two words...
It’s so “safe”!
"The Soul Web plus Leviathan, and the Black Knight who has evolved to a new stage after being connected to the Soul Web..."
Lovett turned back coldly, and the bodyguard stretched out four extra arms from his waist, holding a pirate in one hand, and stepped closer.
Noticing the undisguised horror on those people's faces, Lovett slowly stood up and walked off the throne.
"I want to see who else is qualified to cause trouble for me!"
boom!
The soul breath suddenly dispersed, like a strong wind extinguishing a candle, instantly killing all the vitality of the pirates. Immediately, white soul smoke floated out from the faces of their corpses. Lovett stretched out his hand and collected these souls in his palms and eyes.
Once closed and once opened, divine light bursts out.