When the speed reaches a certain level, the harmless airflow will turn into a sharp blade. When the speed reaches a certain level, the blade will become indestructible!
When the "spoon" was used, the crazy zombies surrounding Crowe instantly looked like live pigs thrown into a meat grinder. Blood flowers bloomed on their bodies. The tough bones and muscles did not give them any protection, and their limbs were severed in an instant.
Flying sideways, bloody and bloody.
I have to admit that Crowe is a genius.
Ordinary people only have one chance to exert force when moving their feet, and the speed depends on the burst of brute force and posture problems.
This is common sense!
However, one of the famous Navy Six Styles, the ultra-fast movement technique "Shaving", broke this convention.
By stepping on the ground at high speed dozens of times within 0.36 seconds to generate explosive reaction force, it moves at high speed, making it seem like it disappears from the enemy's perspective.
Of course, Crowe didn't have the ability to secretly learn the six movements. Even in the East China Sea and the navy, few people knew about this ultimate physical technique.
His silent step uses another technique, first moving with a burst of speed, and then continuously stepping on it while moving, continuously superimposing the speed.
From instant acceleration to continuous acceleration, the difficulty naturally plummets.
So when he uses the silent step, he will stand on tiptoes like a cat and rise and fall... Only by compressing the elongated spring can sufficient muscle strength be exploded to maintain this acceleration process within a range that ordinary people cannot detect.
.
It is purely original!
Just asking, can anyone else do it?!
If his bravery and ruthlessness were firmer, he would continue to hone himself in battles, and he would have a frighteningly high IQ. When Luffy first appeared on the scene three years later, it would still be unknown who the most famous pirate in the East China Sea was.
"pity……"
Swish... clatter!
With Crow as the center of the circle, zombies are splashed with blood, and the grass is dyed red in a circular shape.
Lovett stared at the battlefield ahead and murmured softly.
"You...are tired!"
laugh……!
laugh……!
laugh……!
Due to the need to keep accelerating while moving, Crowe couldn't be distracted when using the Secret Spoon, so that even he himself didn't know what he hit.
But the general direction depends on the sense of space, which everyone can do.
Rumble!
At the edge of the forest, century-old trees were chopped off with a "creaking" sound. Looking along the direction of collapse, tree trunks, stones, soil, grass, and beaches continued to explode with claw marks all the way, approaching Lovett.
The crazy zombies couldn't find Crowe's location, and they waved their bodies drunkenly in an attempt to reveal their enemies.
But when facing Crow with amazing claw skills, their limbs often end up being chopped off.
"about there!"
When his fingertips no longer felt the blockage, Crowe knew that he had broken through the encirclement.
Whoosh!
The phantom-like body pulled out afterimages and appeared on the beach while maintaining a tilted posture to the left.
Crowe's right paw naturally dropped, and he held up his glasses with the palm of his left hand. He looked at Lovett, who was less than two meters away from him in front of him, and pushed it gently.
"Got you."
After that, disappear again!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The threads were quickly broken, and the dense vibrato beat in the eardrums and heart, making people's blood boil.
Danger is approaching!
When the last blood line near the body was severed, a sense of crisis surged throughout the body.
coming!
A red light flashed in Lovett's eyes, and he held his right hand together as a knife. He suddenly raised it and inserted it into the broken humerus of his left arm, letting blood flow freely.
"Got you."
With the same words spoken, Lovett's fingers dug into the flesh and blood, as if he had grabbed something, and then he pulled it out and slashed it with a vertical sweep.
Bone Magic·Bone Tooth Sword!
It is a shame for a mage to be approached by others, but it does not mean that a mage is a lamb to be slaughtered if someone approaches him.
Magic is ever-changing, and when encountering sneak attacks, other schools are accustomed to using defensive magic and counter-magic to protect themselves, but the mages of the Necromancy School are more inclined to...
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!
Buzz!!
Crunch!!
His mental power surged wildly, buzzing, and with a numbing "crunching" sound of flesh and blood, Lovett dragged the hilt of a white bone sword covered in pink flesh and turned around to chop it off.
And in front of it is a white bone sword with a length of more than one meter, spraying a series of sticky blood curtains in mid-air.
"What?!"
Crowe's eyes were horrified and he understood instantly.
This is waiting for the rabbit!
It has been proven before that Lovett can find his position with strange detection methods, but his physical fitness does not support him to catch himself.
"so……"
The spider web is only responsible for trapping the prey, but the spider's fangs are really deadly!
Scanning the blood lines from the corner of his eye, Crowe knew that he had been careless.
And there is a price to pay for being careless!
戗!!
Trembling screams echoed in the air, and Crowe's figure emerged from the air like magic. A circle of concussive shocks spread out in all directions centered on the collision of the two swords. The strong wind pushed the boat and rippled slightly.
"What a terrifying power!"
Crowe crossed his sharp claws to block the bone sword. The strange force coming from the bone sword made him kneel down on one knee uncontrollably, and his knees dug into the yellow sand.
Noticing Lovett's scarlet eyes, Crowe was shocked.
"not good!"
Who says that spells used on the undead cannot work on the living?
He held the sword in his right hand and pressed down, with coldness and cruelty remaining in his violent and bloodthirsty eyes. He swung the empty sleeve of his left arm backwards, and with a "clang" sound, the ferocious bone sword with only the blade in half grew back from the severed limb.
Sparkling in the sun.
Immediately, like a poisonous snake hunting for bullets, it penetrated the abdominal cavity with lightning speed.
This was the result of Crowe resisting the pressure and trying hard to deflect his body.
Tsk... clatter!!
There are jagged branches all over the left and right sides of the sword blade. The bone sword born purely for killing protrudes from the body. Under the cruel shape, large pieces of flesh and blood are separated from the body without having to be pulled out, and the blood flows wildly.
"drink!"
Pain and fear stimulated a surge of adrenaline. Crowe's eyes were bloodshot and he pushed hard.
clang!
The huge bone sword was unloaded to the side, splashing yellow sand. Regardless of the half-sharp blade stuck in his belly, Crowe roared and waved his claws forward.
Lovett masters long-range attacks!
If you don't kill him at close range now, you will have no room to fight back after being stabbed in the stomach.
However, at this moment, lines of blood poured out from the blood pool, blocking the way between the two of them.
Phew! Phew!
Pfft...
Amidst the tearing sound, Lovett slowly retreated and took out the bone sword.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The blood spider threads once again made a dense and tense sound, but more spider threads penetrated Crowe's elbows, cheeks, ribs, and thighs from the side. He kept trying to close the distance with Lovett, but the blood threads kept stopping him.
go ahead.
at last.
boom!!
A blood cone pierced his temple, and his eyes filled with madness and murderous intent were instantly stunned.
Looking at Lovett who was less than ten centimeters away from him in front of him, really less than ten centimeters away, Crowe's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.
But there is no sound.
The next second, his pupils dilated and his head dropped heavily.
Wow...
The seawater beats tirelessly on the beach, soaking into the yellow sand, bringing coolness and taking away every trace of scarlet.
Blood gurgled from his abdomen and dripped along his trousers. Crowe stood on the beach, making no sound.
"...After another seven years, he returned from Yangzhou and went to his uncle's house to ask about it. He said, "Everyone has disappeared."
call……
He breathed a long sigh of relief, and the redness in his eyes slowly dissipated. Lovett was soaked in cold sweat, his brows were filled with fatigue, and he murmured softly.
"From the day you got tired of fighting, the outcome was determined."
His arms trembled slightly, and the bone sword that lost its mental support quickly eroded and disintegrated. After the magic effect was lifted, exhaustion soaked in the bone marrow came like a tide, making it difficult to move a finger.
But Lovett still slowly turned his head and faced the sea.
"How many people in this ocean can survive without killing people?"
I don’t want to kneel down, but I also want to make money.
Shameful!
In the forest, the roars of the undead chasing their prey could be heard one after another. Through his mental link, Lovett knew that 5 of the 27 undead soldiers had been eliminated, but fortunately, the number of remaining enemies was not as large as them.
Frowning and looking at the scarred mad undead, Lovett took a deep breath.
"Go and kill them."
The navy is coming soon and there is no time to delay.
"Roar!!"
After receiving the order, the mad undead limped, even crawled, and headed deeper into the forest.
They have no thoughts, only hatred for the living. They will not feel happy when their master defeats their opponents, nor will they feel humiliated by their cold orders.
This is the tool man.
Plop!
After doing this, Lovett sat down on the wet beach, closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows.
"Next..."
Looking at Crowe's body with slightly opened eyes, Lovett raised a smile on his lips: "Are you ready? My Black Knight!"
The fourth intention...
Rather than being famous, Lovett valued Crowe himself more...he was attracted by this well-trained, well-proportioned, and physically fit material comparable to the King of Extraordinary Knights.
Why was he given the title "Black Earl"?
There are hundreds of titled mages, but there is no "White Earl" or "Red Earl" to correspond with them.
The reason for this is because he once held an undead army that was invincible in the wizarding world.
Black mysterious heavy armor, dragon-patterned banner, follow him to rise from the ruins, slaughter the underworld gate, break into the ancient world, and destroy the God Tower.
The Black Dragon Legion, composed of countless black knights, fought in all directions, and even the most powerful St. Oakland Magic Empire at the time was burned to death and covered with scorched earth.
"The Black Earl of the Black Dragon Army", this name hangs like a nightmare over the heads of countless people in the mage world. The black army like a tide is the darkest night that is so dense that it cannot be dissolved!
Therefore, he is "the closest being to the Holy Ten under the starry sky"... Only when night falls can people look up at the starry sky.
"But the name 'Count Francis' has stayed with me my whole life."
Thinking of the sloppy things he did in the previous world, Lovett laughed to himself.
"Holy Ten Venerables, sometimes you have such a bad taste!"