The evil dragon ran over like a madman, turned over Chiu's body, and shed two lines of blood and tears.
"Chirp! Chirp!!"
He raised his head angrily: "You actually poisoned me?!"
Don't talk about being mean among pirates.
But poisoning is undoubtedly shameful.
"No, I really didn't inject this poison."
Lovett had a relaxed smile on his face and shrugged.
He raised his "left hand", and black gravel was coiled on it, making his arm look like countless small insects crawling around.
"The cursed magic, withered black sand, is extremely poisonous...but he spread the poisonous sand everywhere."
In order to defend against the water balloon bullets, Lovett used black sand to defend himself.
A burst of spray caused black sand to splash everywhere, and most of the gravel fell into the swimming pool, turning it into a poisonous pool.
Then he lay down and drank water...
Can you blame Lovett?
It's just your own fault that you can't live without.
"And...instead of questioning me, you might as well care about your other compatriots."
Suddenly, Lovett reminded with a sneer.
Hearing this, the evil dragon turned back instantly.
"ah!!!"
"Help...help!!"
"I can't see!"
The fish-man who was so confident just now is rolling and screaming in the water. The withered black sand is not very toxic after being diluted by sea water. A small amount of contamination will cause pain for up to half an hour.
But soak it all in...
The end is only slightly better than Jiu who swallowed poisonous water.
But the result will not change.
Poof!!
A rusty knife pierced the chest of a wailing murloc, and the undead stretched out their rotten and pale palms and dragged the murloc vomiting blood into the bottom of the water.
After a while, a large area of water was soaked in rich vermilion.
The undead they pushed into the water just now turned out to be the straw that broke the camel's back.
"Stay away from the pool... no, stay away from all the black grit!"
Xiaoba watched this scene in pain.
No one expected that something like this would happen. Just this one moment of mistake led to the death of more than a dozen fish-men brothers.
They had a chance to get up, but the undead they ordered to be sent into the water completely cut off their hope.
"asshole!!"
The angry Xiao Hachi swung his tentacles. As an octopus fish man, he had six arms and his attack frequency was much higher than that of a human swordsman.
"Give back the lives of my compatriots!!"
Having said that, he rushed over.
Whoosh!
But at this moment, a figure from behind blocked him.
Xiaoba's blade stopped on the opponent's shoulder, and he was stunned: "Brother?"
It was the evil dragon who stopped him.
Taking a deep breath, the evil dragon gritted his teeth: "This guy... is mine!"
"but!"
Xiaoba shouted unwillingly.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll tell you to get out..."
Before he finished speaking, the evil dragon tensed up and pushed Xiaoba hard, causing the two of them to fall apart.
Poof...Pulling!
A jet-black raven emerged from the flesh and blood at the front of the octopus's tentacle-like arm, flapping its wings and flying into the sky.
"Uhhh!!!"
A miserable cry burst out from Xiaoba's mouth, and the severe pain was beyond what a normal injury could achieve.
"Oh, you actually escaped?"
Lovett was secretly amazed.
For the same spell, the effective time of Li Da Brick Flying must have been extended, but this time he only chose one target, and it was also avoided?
"Beast-like fighting instincts!"
Lovett thought of a description.
"Xiaoba!"
Noticing that the front end of Xiaoba's arm was withering and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, the evil dragon made a prompt decision and opened its mouth to gnaw at the joint of his upper limb.
Poof!
In the rain of blood, a severed arm was thrown out.
This should have been heart-wrenching pain, but Xiaoba's face showed a hint of relief.
Compared to the pain of that kind of creature gestating in the body, and having your arm chewed off alive, don't feel too relaxed.
He glanced at the dragon and wanted to say something, but found that the dragon was staring at Lovett without looking back.
"Run! Don't stay here!"
"This guy has not shown his true strength at all!!"
The evil dragon stared at Lovett, a drop of cold sweat falling from the tip of his nose.
It was only at this moment that he finally understood what was wrong.
They made a mistake!
Who said that the opponent's confidence comes from the undead army?
Why can't he himself be the source of all confidence?!
magic?
Thinking of the sense of crisis that had frozen his bone marrow just now, the evil dragon couldn't help but tremble all over.
Yes, this kind of weird, absurd, traceless attack can only be done by magic.
If you can't even see, how can you defend yourself?
Staying here is just looking for death!
"I……"
Xiaoba was stunned for a second, then ran and shouted without looking back.
"Retreat! Everyone withdraws from the battlefield!"
Upon hearing the call, the murlocs around them were stunned, and then they immediately abandoned the opponents in front of them and evacuated towards the outside of the wall.
"Interesting, does kindness and cruelty coexist?"
The corners of Lovett's lips curled up, and he put down his cane: "You remind me of Gilgamesh, a heroic king who existed in ancient times."
"But it's a pity that I am willing to take risks just for your corpses. I will never allow you to escape."
The evil dragon is also considered a hero. After judging the danger level of Lovett, he decisively ordered a retreat, leaving the rear behind and adhering to the supreme racial honor of the fishmen.
But if he succeeds, what's the point of his adventure?
"Do you really think that the undead army is not my strength? Evil dragon!"
His lips trembled slightly, and the obscure curse slowly floated.
Under the evil dragon's shocked gaze, lines of blood rushed out from the corpses on the ground and converged into an expanding blood ball high in the sky.
Then it dispersed suddenly, turning into a rain of blood all over the sky, raining down on the earth.
Flesh Magic·Scarlet Fury!
"Roar!!"
Each zombie's eyes suddenly turned red and entered a violent state.
If the battle loss ratio between them and the fishmen was 20:1 before, then now, it is at most 3:1.
But their number is still several times that of the remaining fishmen!
"asshole!!"
The evil dragon's eyes were red, and he wanted to know why Lovett needed the fish-man's body.
Watching the rampaging zombies dragging down each of their compatriots and using zombie tactics to defeat them, the evil dragon stepped forward and burst out.
"coming!"
Lovett's expression tightened. Even Croobie had such huge power. As a captain, the dragon was only as strong as it was powerful.
He guessed correctly.
Bang!!!
The stone slabs under his feet exploded, rocks flew into the air, and the terrifying muscular power that was dozens of times greater than that of an ordinary person caused the evil dragon to turn into a black line and shoot out.
In a straight line burst, the speed is even 10% faster than Crowe!
Bone Magic·Bone Armor!
Lovett knew how much his body weighed, and before he had time to recite the incantation, his mental power exploded. A layer of gray-white bones appeared on his shoulders, and then spread rapidly along the skeleton like bones growing out of the body.
Click!!
The next second, a terrifying impact occurred, and bone fragments flew everywhere.
The dragon's reaction speed was astonishing. Seeing that Lovett did not use the black sand in his left arm, he decisively opened his mouth and chewed it.
Different fish-men have different characteristics. As a saw-tooth shark-man, his most powerful weapon is the teeth that can crush steel.
"Got it!"
The evil dragon breathed a sigh of relief, but soon his eyes turned cold.
"But it was avoided."
rustle!
The torn off shoulder mantle died heroically and turned into fragments that buzzed in the air. The bones of Lovett's left shoulder were shattered, and the rib armor near his chest also cracked and cracked.
"Is this the fish man?!"
His eyes sparkled with surprise, and his body could erupt with more than ten tons of brute force. No wonder the thousands of oppressed civilians couldn't think of resistance.
However, the stronger the evil dragon is, the more he is filled with expectations.
Blood Plague Raven!
The cane in his hand danced, and a wave of mana invisible to the naked eye rushed out towards the evil dragon.
Whether a spell can be observed by the naked eye depends on many factors, the most important of which comes from attributes, such as fire and frost, while soul magic comes from the soul and is something that can never be seen by the naked eye.
Although Blood Plague Raven is a combination magic, its main magic circuit is still Soul Magic·Soul-Eating Insect, so it cannot be observed either.
but……
"It feels like this again!"
The evil dragon's pupils shrank to a point, and terror and coldness surged into his heart.
There was obviously no fluctuation in the air, and there was no sound, but he was sure that something was approaching him.
Without any time to think, the evil dragon tensed up its muscles, lay on the ground and lunged to the left, smashing into the wall and trying its best to dodge.
puff……!
The mana collided with the cement stone pillars, like a ball of air being knocked away, bringing up dust.
There was fear in the evil dragon's eyes. If he hesitated for even a moment, the airflow would spread around his head.
Thinking about the pain Xiaoba had suffered before, the evil dragon was still frightened.
"How can you have such unreasonable fruit abilities?!"
Not to mention controlling corpses, it can also create highly toxic black sand. Now it can't even detect the attack method. It's a bummer.
"I told you, this is magic!"
Suddenly, Lovett's voice came through the wall. The evil dragon's pupils shrank and he jumped up into the air without even thinking.
Bone Magic·Bone Hell Needle Mountain!
Chuchuchu!
Two-meter-long sharp bone spears rushed out from the ground, like acupressure plates protruding from the ground, smashing the stone slabs into pieces. Simple bones could not be this strong, but the magic gave the bones unimaginable power.
"It is indeed a beast!"
"This kind of intuition..."
Sensing through his spiritual power that the evil dragon had escaped again, Lovett calmly raised his cane and tapped it lightly on the stone pillar next to him.
Boom!
Summon from the Dead Realm·Soul-Chasing Beast!
To correct a misconception, the world of the dead is not a three-dimensional reality, but another mysterious definition that cannot be proven to exist.
It is not limited by time or distance, and even the existence of time and space cannot be proven. No matter which planet or time and space the mage is on, it can respond to the call with zero delay, as if we are living in a world wrapped in the dead.
An isolated island.
The reason why Emperor Skeleton Mountain is respected by necromancers is because he created a three-dimensional space in the void that mages can observe: the underworld.
Of course, that is another legendary story.
"Si...Si...!"
A translucent black tadpole the size of two basketballs spread from the end of the cane to the cement pillar like squeezing toothpaste.
It has no eyes, and only has a disgusting mouth like a lamprey on its head, with a short and thick tail like a tadpole trailing behind it, and its two claws are extremely sharp and hooked on the stone pillars.
"Go and catch him."
Lovett gave the order softly, and the soul-chasing beast immediately turned into a pool of ink shadow, sticking to the surface of the stone pillar and moving forward rapidly.
"The evil dragon... and Luffy in the original novel were able to defeat so many strong enemies in the early stage just by relying on intuition, and in the later stage of this world, there are more advanced powers such as seeing, hearing, and color, so it is indeed the right decision to avoid fighting the flying squirrel.
"
While fighting, Lovett summarized.
Thinking of the monsters in the Navy Headquarters in the original novel, the corners of his mouth curled up.
“Only when there is pressure will there be motivation!”