The spell [Vengeance] left on Vergo will transmit the scene he saw before his death back to Lovett, but the effect will not end so simply... As long as there is a relationship between "victim" and "injury", even if
The other party used certain means to prevent himself from appearing in the death scene, and Lovett was able to trace the source and know who the murderer was.
but.
After the scene of Vergo's death ended, the spell really ended.
It proves that Virgo actively sought death for personal reasons and had no connection with anyone else!
"You are so stupid and loyal?"
Lovett quickly figured out why.
After several days of detention, Vergo knew that he was in doom, and he also understood that Doflamingo had no intention of sending anyone to rescue him or kill him to silence him, leaving him to make his own decision.
Therefore, in order to avoid involving the family, Vergo was willing to die to save Doflamingo.
After all, no one can keep secrets in front of the Navy man.
The general staff officer of the Navy Headquarters, the idol in the hearts of all female soldiers, the superhuman person with the ability to wash fruits, Lieutenant General Crane!
This fruit can not only wash away enemies like clothes, but also slightly wash away people's "evil" heart, making people's "evil" weaker.
If an ordinary pirate has his mind cleansed by her, his whole person will change drastically.
From being extremely vicious to being compassionate.
Against a strong-willed man like Vergo, the effect may not be obvious once or twice, but what about three or four times?
One day the darkness in his heart will be completely washed away.
By that time, Vergo will not even have the shame of betraying Doflamingo. Instead, he will be so righteous that he will tell everything and strive to help the Navy eliminate this source of evil.
Virgo was afraid that he would become like that, so he chose to commit suicide now and end his own life.
"It's a wolf killer!"
Lovett's eyes regained clarity and he shook his head silently.
No world can be without such kind of bloody heroes.
Regardless of his position, Lovett still has respect for this kind of person. When mortal rules collapse in the face of absolute strength, the basis for evaluating a person is only what he has done.
Even if he is a hypocrite, if he can remain hypocritical for a lifetime, he deserves respect.
but……
"Why did Vergo get that dagger? Or even open the chains?"
He was imprisoned in a prison with seastone chains on his hands and feet. As the hardest substance known in the world of pirates, no one could open it without a key, let alone secretly hide a handful of highly poisonous ones.
Dagger, suicide in prison.
"If something like this happens, I think the Navy will have another headache for a while."
Lovett smiled and looked down at the Black Knight.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes Master."
The butler's devil-like pupils were full of determination and there was no hesitation.
"So……"
Buzz!
Flesh Magic·Limb Suture!
With the tips of his five fingers glowing red, Lovett crushed the glass bottle containing the evolution potion, controlled the liquid with the red light of his fingers to form five blood lines, and pulled it up in mid-air.
Then...
Poof!
Five fingers were inserted into the butler's chest, as if they were inserted into mud, causing the flesh and blood to dent instead of tearing apart.
Red blood lines continued to seep into the butler's body along his fingers, and a long-lost burning sensation burst out from his heart. He felt that there was something in his body along the lines left by the sigil and shadow cloak engraved in his body.
flow.
The magma-like heat made him couldn't help but open his mouth wide and let out a hollow beast roar that was not like a human being. It was like an old man hissing in the wind or a tiger roaring in the forest. The sound waves continued to echo in the empty room, deafening.
Swish... click click click click!
Immediately, a pair of ferocious bone wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters uncontrollably penetrated his flesh and flew out from his back. A Jin and the bodyguard next to him were caught off guard and were blown away.
"What a terrifying strength!"
Looking at the scratches on his arm, Ah Jin's eyes were shocked.
The composition of his body is different from theirs. It does not come from a corpse, but a hard substance created by Lovett using magic means. Under normal circumstances, the bodyguards would have to use 70% of their force to shock him, and they are extremely restrained with sharp weapons.
But now, just a sharp wind caused scratches on his arm.
"This is the power of the fifth stage?!"
Looking at the butler who kept screaming, Ah Jin's eyes were wild.
The opening of the bone wings was not the end. As the potion's power from the vicious e.s. drug was activated, more and more bones emerged from the butler's body.
At the same time, his size also continued to increase, and he quickly rose to more than ten meters, almost reaching the ceiling. In the process, Lovett's fingers had to evolve into white bones and quickly lengthen in order to continue to be inserted into his chest.
Under Ah Jin's horrified gaze, the butler's waist and abdomen suddenly shriveled up, and the stuffed bones stuck together like fish fins and then tilted upward, leaving only a half-meter-long spine wrapped in flesh and blood, less thick than a human head.
.
The toes and fingers also mutated at this time, becoming sharper and slender. The fine steel cat claws embedded in the bones were transferred to his face. The ten sharp claws were crossed in fives and fives, forming an "X" along the bridge of his nose and fitting into his skin and bones.
The same skull was right in front, covering his entire face.
At this point, the butler has completely completed his transformation.
Because of his excessive size, his skinny legs had to be bent and overlapped to squat on the ground. A huge paw was supported on the left wall to maintain balance, and the bone wings were turned upside down to cover his back.
The whole body was shriveled and exposed, like a mummy that had been burnt and enlarged.
Compared with his current appearance, his previous appearance could be considered "fair-looking".
If you add some fleshy tentacles and big fat eyes to decorate the whole body, it will be a completely absurd thing from the Cthulhu Mythos!
"As expected, he is the one with the best talent, and he can evolve directly to the fifth stage."
But the weird appearance did not surprise Lovett. His eyes were bright and he couldn't help but crush the second bottle of evolution potion and continue pouring it in.
The Black Knight also has racial limits.
The black knights created by different mages have different limits.
However, this limit largely depends on what materials the Necromancer used to create him, and the existence of growth is to break the shackles of materials and make the Black Knight a living entity independent of ordinary undead creatures.
Lovett knew that the butler was very talented. The high IQ inherited from "Hundred Strategies" Crowe gave him a level of intelligence far beyond ordinary people, and he could perfectly exert and control every ounce of power.
But after all, it is necessary to break through the fifth level, which is equivalent to a mage breaking through to a formal mage.
To be on the safe side, he even prepared three bottles of evolution potions to prevent the butler from harming his origin if he failed to advance.
But now, it is no longer needed.
With more vitality replenished, in an instant, the mummy beast roared, and silver-white bone blades burst out from its body, piercing in all directions.
Ah Jin suddenly felt himself being lifted up. When he looked back, the bodyguard suddenly stood up in front of him and hid the vital position behind him.
Ajin: "..."
Talisman·King Kong!
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
A series of sparks flew everywhere, and the violent explosion of bone blades brought terrifying power. The two of them were pushed to the edge of the wall before they could stop.
Waiting for the storm to pass, Ah Jin's whole body was covered with bone blades. Facing the destructive power that the butler unleashed at this moment, not even his defense could withstand it.
After vigorously shaking off half of the bone stuck on the bridge of his nose, Ah Jin glared at the bodyguard with an evil look.
However, the latter looked calm about this and put Ah Jin down without saying a word, as if nothing happened just now. But Ah Jin saw keenly that under the cover of the bodyguard's naive expression, his eyes moved at lightning speed.
Scanned him.
Seeing this, Ah Jin took a breath.
I really misjudged you!
You pretend to be so innocent and stupid all day long, but I didn’t expect you to be the most shameless one!
Whoosh!
Snapped!
At this time, Lovett retracted his fingers, and the white bones quickly sank into his knuckles like a whip, making a crisp sound when whipped and hit.
Realizing what he had just done, the housekeeper suddenly woke up and lowered his huge head.
"I'm extremely sorry, Master! I..."
"No, you know that in the soul net state, ordinary physical attacks have no meaning to me."
Lovett waved his hand to stop him: "I added the second bottle of potion without considering your condition and caused a rampage. The responsibility lies with me."
"My subordinates dare not!"
"and……"
Lovett smiled and said, "It's time to give you a name."
Hearing this, the housekeeper fell to the ground with a thump, causing dust to fill the ground.
Buzz!!
The surging mana fluctuations spread out, and instantly, everything in the sea near Questla Island was dead. The terrifying and oppressive atmosphere made the mosquitoes silence their voices. Even the Neptunes passing by in the sea turned around in fear and fled into the distance.
In the Baroque News Agency branch on the island, under the surprised and puzzled gazes of the non-core members, the members who had been transformed into soul nodes fell to their knees, their heads facing the direction of the Levianson, and their whole bodies were trembling.
They feel it...
From the will of the master!
"From now on, I, Francis Lovett!"
"In the name of the Necromancy School [Seventeenth Saint], the titled Archmage [Black Earl], and the heir to the throne of St. Oakland Magic Empire [Lord of Night and Dawn], I give you a name."
The chaotic heavenly sound exploded in the soul, and Lovett's voice echoed between heaven and earth, as if announcing to the whole world, noisy and noisy, but also like mumbling to himself, lonely and sad.
"Azkatatec!"
After the words fell, characters floated out of Lovett's mouth, turning into silver ribbons of light, hovering between the two people. Then the characters suddenly came together to form a barb-shaped rune mark, which flew to the butler.
A bony chest.
Sizzle!
The green smoke like barbecue suddenly filled the air, making a sizzling sound like a burning iron.
Soon, the same pattern was baked on the butler's chest, but the pattern quickly disappeared. It seemed that the scene just now was an illusion, and the chest was intact.
But only the butler and Lovett could clearly feel that something was indeed left there.
"Az...Katatek..."
Quietly feeling the heaviness, the housekeeper... no, we should call him Aka now, shrank into his normal form amidst the sound of bones twisting.
The devil-like pupils have returned to normal human size at this moment. Except that they are too dark to see the layers, they are no different from ordinary people.
Looking at Lovett in front of him, Aka bowed solemnly.
"Thank you Master for the name!"
"It's okay. As I said before, just don't think it's unnecessary for me."
Lovett waved.
He has done the same thing a dozen times and is used to it.
But it was different for Aka. Being given a name meant that Lovett would endorse him from now on and allow him to become a complete individual. This trust and respect made it difficult for him to express his gratitude in words as he was born from confusion.
.
He just lowered his head more respectfully and vowed to be the sharpest sword in Lovett's hand.
"So……"
Turning to look at the wide-eyed bodyguard and Akin in the corner, Lovett smiled: "Who's coming next?"
………………
I wrote a plot about the navy, and then I found that I didn’t write anything serious in the past two days, and the rhythm was wrong, so I deleted it and started over again. Then, it was half past two...I will be late tomorrow, but fortunately I don’t have to clock in and go early.