No one knows better than him what the Shichibukai needs, and no one knows better than him what Lovett wants to do.
Before arriving, he had prepared for the worst, but the scene in front of him told Jinbei that the reality was even crueler than he had imagined!
No one would give up easily after being intercepted, killed, or robbed of a ship, let alone someone as vicious as the Black Count.
Thinking of what Lovett had done, and fearing the increasingly excessive behavior of the Fishman Street gangsters in recent years, Jinbei gritted his teeth secretly.
"Damn it! How did things get to this point!"
In this situation, even he had no good solution.
Whoosh!
Tentacles of flesh and blood shot out from the skeletal man's face, grabbing the fleeing fishman at his feet and sending them to Lovett.
Looking at these fish-man fanatics who could not conceal their fear and trembled in front of him, Lovett asked: "Can you answer my question?"
"No, I didn't do it."
One of the mackerel fishmen said tremblingly: "It's their own idea, it has nothing to do with us!"
"Yes, Lord Black Earl, it has nothing to do with us!"
"Yes, those bastards are crazy, and we can't stand them either."
Several fishmen scrambled to distinguish themselves.
but
"I didn't even say who it was, but you know it so clearly."
The cold words made the fishmen widen their eyes in horror. Looking at them, Lovett grinned: "Sure enough, you don't think there is anything wrong with going out to attack merchant ships passing by humans."
"Just human, right?"
"I"
Several fishmen were stunned for a moment. They did have this idea.
Living in Fishman Street, faced with the theory of racial supremacy left by the evil dragon, there are almost no people who are not affected by it, but only to varying degrees.
"ridiculous!"
Suddenly, Lovett's face showed contempt: "Even the evil dragon dared to stand up to protect his companions, but you betrayed your companions so easily. After all, you are a group of trash who bullies the weak and fears the strong."
After saying that, Lovett waved his hand.
Leviathan received the instruction and decisively dragged several murlocs to the bow of the ship, opening his abyssal maw that could swallow ordinary small sea kings.
"no, do not want!"
"Help, Boss Jones, help me!"
Ouch!
The upper and lower jaws closed tightly, and the cry for help was suddenly cut off.
Soon, several skeletal faces appeared on the thumbs of Leviathan's front paws. It could be vaguely seen that these were the faces of those fishmen.
The huge fishman street suddenly became quiet, and there was a sound of a pindrop.
Immediately, an indescribable fear hit my heart, and my clothes were soaked with sweat.
"They are definitely not an exception"
Standing at the front of the ship, Lovett folded his hands on his cane and looked down at the dirty, filthy, messy fish-man neighborhood with crazy graffiti everywhere, and said.
"Continue your betrayal, murlocs."
"Either everyone dies, or the leader is handed over to die. I'll give you a chance to live."
hiss!
The crowd gasped in unison.
This move is so cruel!
Not only was it a blow to the radicals of Fishman Street, losing their leader, it would be difficult for the entire Fishman Street to regroup. At the same time, once they chose to betray, and with those remarks about approving of the evil dragon, they would no longer have the qualifications and face to shout.
Race is supreme.
This is to break their backbone and completely destroy their spirit!
"The Black Earl" Francis Lovett is indeed well-deserved!
But, without betrayal, is there any chance of survival?
Under the shocked gazes of some murlocs, some of their companions looked helplessly into the distance, in the direction of the Dragon Palace City.
"you"
A fishman looked at them in disbelief and opened his mouth.
Even if they don't betray, their spirit has begun to collapse!
"Faith" is the most fragile and strongest emotion. Because it is strong, it is difficult to repair. Once cracks appear, it is only a matter of time before it collapses.
Seeing this, Lovett smiled secretly.
Necromancers are experts at manipulating people's hearts!
"Maybe Neptune will thank me later, right, Jinbei-san?"
Putting away the spell's effect, Lovett turned his eyes and looked at the blue fishman who stopped at the top of a house and panted slightly.
He has stern eyebrows, a crotch-crotch hair, two pointed teeth on his lower jaw exposed outside his lips, a vermilion bathrobe with a yellow and black rhombus pattern, and a plump and strong figure.
This person is surprisingly one of the same Shichibukai, the famous "Sea Hero" on the sea, the fishman Jinbei!
Seeing Lovett looking over, knowing that he had discovered him, Jinbei breathed slowly and looked at Lovett solemnly.
Terrible guy!
Not only did he frighten tens of thousands of residents of Fishman Street with one person, he even forced them to make a choice.
If this matter was not handled well, he didn't know whether the fishmen's hatred of humans would intensify, but the fishman street would definitely be over.
Losing faith is something more terrifying than death!
"Lord Heihei Earl!"
Just as Jinbe was about to speak, below, a fishman ran out of the street carrying a corpse.
The fishmen nearby suddenly widened their eyes and looked at him in shock.
Plop!
He threw the corpse to the ground. The eyes of the corpse were full of incredible emotions. Even before he died, he could not believe that his subordinates would betray him. His back was already stained red with blood, and a dagger was buried deep into the ground.
Broken heart.
"I did it, I killed him!"
The fishman was trembling all over and knelt in front of Leviathan: "Please let me go!"
Seeing this, Lovett's mouth cracked.
"Very good, you can go!"
Looking at the entrance and exit of Fishman Street behind Leviathan, the fishman stood up tremblingly: "Can we really leave?"
"Of course, I always keep my word."
"If I say I'll kill your whole family, I'll definitely kill your whole family. If I tell you I'll let you go, I'll definitely let you go."
Lovett smiled evilly and encouraged him with his eyes.
Gulu!
After swallowing silently, the fishman gritted his teeth, got up and ran wildly.
Passing by Leviathan, he found that there was no flesh sprout to stop him, so he immediately accelerated his speed.
"ah!!"
Several screams rang out, and Leviathan pulled out the flesh-curled spear from the house on the roadside, and put several fishmen who were not dead into his mouth.
Jingle bells!
Flintlock muskets fell to the ground, letting people know why they died.
"My time is limited"
Lovett said calmly: "Don't wait too long."
The crowd fell silent, and in the next second, a brutal fight began.
Each fish-man who did not want to die picked up his weapon and swung his butcher knife towards his closest comrade-in-arms.
Soul Magic Language Art!
Since the belief has collapsed, it can naturally be used.
Start with the listener's own mental loopholes and let the listener make up their own mind and make what they think is the best choice.
Spells that confuse people's hearts occupy a large share in soul magic. Of course, most of the time they are used to tease opponents who are weaker than themselves. As a mage who is good at souls, if he wants to use spells to interfere with the thinking of opponents of the same level, curse magic may be more practical.
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"Are these guys crazy?!"
This spell naturally has no effect on a strong-willed being like Jinbei. Looking at the battle unfolding below, Jinbei's eyes were full of horror.
In just a short time, hundreds of murlocs had already died in their own hands.
Gritting his teeth secretly, he jumped up and landed in the center of Fishman Street.
"stop!!"
He separated the two murlocs who were fighting and threw them out, one on the left and the other on the right, into the house. Then, Jinbe stepped out with his left foot and crouched slightly.
Tang Caowa's right fist!
The fist as big as a sandbag was blasted straight forward, causing the air currents to surge wildly in all directions, with Jinbei at the center, sweeping across a large area of the city block.
The fighting crowd was suddenly blown away by the air current, as if an invisible hand passed by, destroying the house and cleaning everything.
The noise suddenly fell silent. Seeing this, Jinbei turned around and stared up at Lovett on the deck of Leviathan, a hundred meters above the ground.
