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Chapter 195 Cavendish's Consciousness(1/2)

Perona's appearance gave the handsome Pirates a heavy blow.

All destroyed.

How heavy and miserable this word is for a pirate group.

Fortunately, it was just a small fight.

Despite this, everyone in the handsome Pirates, including Cavendish, was inevitably afraid of being grateful.

Then, the White Horse came to the coastline and broke down and moored.

A gangway stood up to the shore, and everyone got off the boat one after another.

"Jim, Philo."

"captain."

Jim nodded at Maud, while Philo kept yawning, and his sleepiness was undoubtedly revealed.

During the period when she stayed at home, she, who was of a model worker, studied various poisonous plants on the terrifying three-masted ship day and night.

After studying the plants clearly, I still couldn't rest and extended my claws to the corpses stored in the freezer.

Maud looked at the sleepy Philo, and could probably guess the reason.

Without Jiaya's food supplements as logistical support, if Philo continues like this, he might actually die suddenly one day.

Whether it is further research on vocational skills or harsh training to gain stronger strength, Jia Ya's food supplements can greatly improve efficiency and progress.

Mod had this consideration when he wanted Rajaya to board the boat.

Everyone did not stay on the shore for too long, and walked through forests, cemeteries, ruins and other places to the castle in the middle of the island ship.

“What an uncomfortable place.”

Cavendish muttered to himself in his heart.

Along the way, the mist, the desolate and gloomy cemetery, and the chill that stimulates the skin anytime and anywhere all gave Cavendish a very bad impression.

There is no doubt that the environment of the terrifying three-masted ship is extremely incompatible with his radiant appearance.

With this idea in mind, he was taken to a room by Maud after he arrived at the castle.

“This is…the anatomy room!”

Cavendish stared blankly at the various cold-emitting devices on the wall made of stone bricks, and an operating table stained with black blood placed horizontally in the middle of the room.

"In other words, what you want me to cooperate is... to dissect my body!?"

Cavendish stared at Maud with an angry face, and then climbed up to the hilt of the knife with his right hand.

No wonder Mod had previously said some words related to [body] that make people think wrongly.

If it really is to be dissected...

Anyway, both the left and the other are dead, so it is better to die in the battle with Maud.

clang--!

Maud did not care about Cavendish's extreme reaction, but slowly pulled out the Chidori.

His actions of drawing the sword further confirmed Cavendish's guess.

Immediately, Cavendish took a deep breath and was mentally prepared to sacrifice heroically.

But Maud's subsequent words made Cavendish stunned

"Cavendish, use it for your shadow."

"What's the meaning?"

Cavendish is unknown.

As soon as he spoke, Mode in his vision suddenly disappeared.

"Um?"

Cavendish's eyes shrank sharply, and he subconsciously drew out his famous sword Durandel.

However,

Maud had come behind him and cut off his shadow.

If it was really a battle, he was already in a different place at that moment.

Cavendish, who had a slow reaction, turned around.

He instantly identified the situation and gritted his teeth and looked at Maud who was holding his shadow, and once again felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

This desperate gap...

Use talent, time, and effort.

Can you catch up?

Cavendish slowly lowered his sword-holding arm.

He had never tried hard before, and for the first time he had the idea of ​​training hard to become stronger.

Even if you can't catch up with Mode, at least, don't be as powerless as you are now.

This seemingly insignificant little episode actually gave birth to Cavendish's enlightenment.

Maud looked at Cavendish, who was in a state of mind and whispered to himself: "The shadow was cut off but he did not fall into a coma on the spot. Sure enough... the experiment value is very extraordinary."

After saying that, Maud looked at the shadow in his hand.

The dark shadow was grinning with his bloody mouth, struggling wildly in silence.

The violent aura expressed by the shadow is closer to Cavendish's personality, thus allowing Maud's initial vision to gain a foothold.

This is also the reason why Cavendish was cut off from his shadow but did not fall into a coma immediately.

This also leads to the most basic concept.

That is, on the premise that personality is equal to souls, Cavendish's body hosts two souls.

And this distinctive expression is essentially different from Philo's personality switch that tends to imply.

As long as you can make good use of Cavendish's experimental value, you may be able to move the upper limit of the shadow fruit to a new height.

Mode thought so.

"Experimental value?"

Cavendish heard Maud's self-talk, and he was just a false alarm and couldn't help but tremble again.

It turned out that the man in front of him wanted to use him to do some kind of experiment.

No, to be more precise, he is taking his shadow...

"Bang."

Just then, Jim pushed open the door of the anatomy room and walked in.

He brought a zombie that Maud needed to perform his experiments.

"Just put it there."

Maud pointed at the dirty operating table.

Jim nodded silently, placed the zombie on the operating table, then turned around and left the anatomy room to continue his daily high-intensity exercise.

During Maud and his team's trip to the Shambodian Islands, Jim was not idle while supervising Perona's physical exercises. He used almost all his free time to exercise, which was very hard.

Now, Jiaya is back.

That means he can squeeze at least one-third of his time to exercise every day.

After Jim left, Maud walked to the operating table and looked down at the zombies on the operating table.

The zombie was carrying an old long sword around her waist. She was obviously a swordsman during her lifetime, but her body was average and her body was almost bald, leaving only a small amount of hair.

Cavendish silently put Durandel back into sheath, and then looked at Maud standing in front of the operating table silently.

Even though he knew that Maud was going to use his shadow to do some kind of experiment, he still couldn't figure out Maud's real purpose.

It is naturally impossible for Mod to explain anything to Cavendish.

Looking at the shadow in his hand who was making unnecessary struggles, Maud skipped the step of signing the contract and stuffed Cavendish's shadow into the body of the swordsman zombie on the operating table.

Cavendish looked at this scene and was secretly shocked.

Maud looked at the zombies stuffed into the shadows calmly, waiting for the result.

After a while, the swordsman zombie suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, his mouth opened angrily, breaking the lines sewn around his lips one by one.

Swish!

The swordsman zombie suddenly stood up and pulled out the old broken knife on his waist with great skill.

At the same time, the swordsman zombie's almost bald hair was dancing with the waves like seaweed, but it felt a bit funny.

"This is……"
To be continued...
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