Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Sherlock said calmly without turning around.

"Is it none of your business?"

"Haha, it seems that the real dragon curse not only did not hurt you, but also helped you."

"It's hurt, but it didn't achieve the effect you expected, so I'm a little sorry."

Sherlock teased, then smiled.

This smile made Hill feel like he had eaten shit.

Since I can't resist, I can only accept it.

Although Hill is arrogant, he is also very aware of current affairs. After all, he is the last remaining unicorn in the world. If he does not cherish his life, he is irresponsible to the race.

Of course, he had no thought of continuing the descendants, and he looked down upon anyone but himself.

Even the orcs whose blood was closest to his were treated as nothing more than livestock by him.

Sherlock handed Ace and the dragon crystal to Hill.

"If you let me down, I'll kill you."

He instructed gently.

Hill shuddered.

For so many years, I have been the only one threatening others. When did the tide turn and someone took advantage of me? !

hateful!

Hill glared at Sherlock.

"The ugly words are ahead. Even if this person is resurrected, he will die again. As long as he is forgotten by the world, he will die."

"I know this."

Sherlock said calmly. He was obviously holding a lollipop in his mouth, but it gave people the impression that he was smoking.

Full of pretense.

It made Hill feel very uncomfortable.

With this uncomfortable feeling, Hill began to perform "dirty reincarnation" on Ace.

Hill turned into a human form. He first put dragon crystal and some strange herbs into a water tank, waited until the clear water turned into turbid dark green, and then threw Ace in.

It's like throwing away a rag doll.

He cut his finger, dripped a drop of blood into it, and then began to chant a spell.

The blue sky suddenly changed color.

The mist of breath enveloped the sky.

Ace's pale skin was soaked in the dark green liquid, making it look particularly eerie.

The scene really looked like a resurrected corpse.

It lived up to Sherlock's expectations.

A trace of blue light and shadow swam from the dragon crystal and poured into Ace's body, causing his nearly transparent skin to emit blue light.

As Hill chanted the spell, rows of mysterious runes emerged, crawling onto Ace's body like flying ants.

Immediately afterwards, Hill opened the door of Ace's memory.

Among the large number of memory fragments, Hill chose the fragment that made Ace's memory the most profound as the spiritual fulcrum for his regeneration.

Holding these memories in his hands, Soul Hill used special processing to construct a model of the pseudo-soul, and then polished it with the help of soul grass and dragon crystal for half an hour before turning it into a translucent spirit body.

Immediately, the runes on Ace's body floated, like tentacles, binding the spirit body and pulling it into Ace's body.

The spirit body seemed to be ready to resist, but in the end it was unable to withstand the rune chain.

Sherlock touched his chin and looked at Pipicia,

"Isn't it summoning the soul? Why does it feel like a rebirth? Is it Ace who is resurrected like this, or is it a clone of Ace?"

Mr. Pipisia replied without hesitation,

"Of course Ace, don't be fooled by appearances."

Faced with Pipicia's serious nonsense, Sherlock felt powerless to complain.

But if the resurrected person is not Ace, Sherlock feels that he has sacrificed so many people along the way and finally created a pirated version, which is definitely not worth the gain.

Sherlock's figure flashed behind Hill, and Hill felt a chill on his neck.

A thread of law was like a spider's thread, wrapped around his slender neck. Sherlock only had to pull the thread gently, and his head would fall off.

"Can you please not disturb me at this critical moment?"

Hill swallowed.

"You'd better resurrect the original body and don't play tricks on me or make clones."

There was a hint of coldness in Sherlock's eyes.

Hill felt like a light on his back, the pores all over his body were opened, and cold sweat overflowed.

When has the proud Hill ever been threatened like this!

How about I step back and you come.

Hill cursed in his heart. Of course, he just wanted to play a trick and prepare to tamper with Ace's memory. If he resurrects an Ace who hates Sherlock, and then resurrects him and then kills him with Sherlock's own hands, all Sherlock's efforts will be in vain. The scene must be beautiful.

With this idea in mind, Hill concentrated on his work, thinking that Sherlock, who knew nothing about resurrection, would never see any clues. Unexpectedly, he discovered it!

Hill didn't know that Sherlock just suspected that he was conducting non-technological cloning experiments.

"Unicorn, I advise you not to play tricks."

Pipisia raised her eyebrows and verbally expressed her support for Sherlock, but in fact she was secretly learning this resurrection technique.

Unicorn blood, dragon crystal, and soul grass are the main materials, but the actual consumption is very small.

All it takes is a drop of blood, a thumb-sized dragon crystal, and a soul grass.

100g of dried nettles, 300g of pata wood, 500g of mandrake, 300ml of cooper's sap, plus purified water.

The resurrection incantation is very interesting, somewhat similar to the incantation used by the Flush family to make people immortal.

It's just that the characters are different from the abyss text, and the details are also different, resulting in a completely different final result.

Pipisia touched her chin and recorded these steps completely through her pupils.

She also wanted to know whether the person Hill resurrected in the end was really Ace.

Of course, she has her own way of judging authenticity, and she doesn't care who comes alive, so if Sherlock doesn't intervene, she will just watch.

The process of learning is what makes her happy.

Hill had no choice but to give up his little idea and concentrate on resurrecting Ace.

This process lasted for three hours.

Ace's body began to absorb the potion, but there was no swelling at all, and his skin color gradually returned to normal. The magical green liquid seemed to activate the hematopoietic cells in his body.

The bright red blood flows through the body again.

"The demon that lived inside him has left."

Hill was worried that after Ace woke up, because he did not have the ability to burn the fruit, Sherlock would accuse him of being a pirate, which would implicate him in unnecessary disaster, so he warned Sherlock in advance.

Sherlock looked sideways at Pipicia.

Pipisia nodded: "The setting of this world is that after a person dies, the devil will leave the body, enter the next fruit, and be eaten by another person, so after Ace is resurrected, he will return to before eating the Shao Shao Fruit. status."

"That's not very useless."

Sherlock subconsciously complained that he still expected Ace to be his agent in the Whitebeard Pirates. If he had no ability at all, it was all nonsense.

"Don't worry, I have better ones here, I need you to redeem them."

Pipisia raised her eyebrows.

Hill wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally completed the resurrection ceremony.

As a proud unicorn, he basically never resurrected anyone, so it took him so long.

All the details were memorized in Pipicia's mind. She couldn't wait for Ace to wake up and verify the results.