Pirate: I have General Pai Daxing

When Erich started playing, the whole sea became weird.

From time to time, lumps of black water emerge from the clear blue water, exuding a pungent and disgusting smell.

Looking at it carefully, there was nothing there, just clear sea water.

Warring States stood frozen on the spot with his eyes blank.

In his sight, he suddenly came to a strange place:

There is no sky, sea, or land here. It is surrounded by deep void and hanging pale stars.

Under the feet is an altar of unknown size, carved with twisted symbols.

"Where is this place?"

He summoned the golden Buddha immediately, and then attacked the surroundings with all his strength, trying to break this nameless place.

In his opinion, Erich must be a user with some weird fruit ability, and its effect may be to transfer others to another time and space.

"No, maybe it's not the time and space displacement, but my spirit is confused."

Thinking of this, Warring States' expression became serious.

Even he was caught in the attack without knowing it. What happened to Lieutenant General Bukdir?

However, he was even more fortunate that he listened to William's advice and let the soldiers leave as soon as possible.

While searching for the boundaries of the altar, I heard voices from time to time.

Gradually, Warring States stopped moving, stretched his neck high, tilted his head and listened attentively:

The sound came from the void, and also from the altar at your feet. Listening carefully, it seemed like the pale stars were whispering.

Like pouring out.

Whispering.

I don't know how long it took, but the golden Buddha suddenly shook, and Warring States briefly regained its sanity.

At this time, his face was pale and colorless, his eyes protruded like ping-pong balls, his cheeks were reduced, revealing the terrifying skull...

"Can't listen, can't listen..."

He clenched his teeth and screamed with all his strength, but no matter what methods he used, he could not isolate the sound.

"Can't listen, can't listen..."

He tried to use Haki to whisper, armed color, and knowledge color, but it was ineffective.

He tried the Devil Fruit again and tested various carefully developed abilities one by one, but to no avail.

Invalid, invalid, invalid!

"Ah——" he yelled in despair.

Then he unconsciously stretched his neck, stretched, stretched, stretched again... until his neck was longer than his forearm...

Warring States raised a smile on his lips, turned his head, and listened intently to the music that did not belong to this world:

The sound in my ears got louder and louder, as if it was drilling into my brain from my ears.

The manic drum beats and sharp flute sounds destroyed his sanity all the time.

Crazy!

Depressed and twisted!

This is the supreme voice, this is the voice of despair, this is beyond life and death, beyond good and evil - the voice of pure despair!

Suddenly, there was an unknown change in the power of seeing and hearing, as if the level had been upgraded.

He pulled Warring States back from the verge of madness and pointed out the last glimmer of hope.

It’s okay not to have these ears!

He slapped his head hard with both palms, and the powerful concussive force penetrated directly through his eardrums.

Threads of blood flowed out from the ear holes...

but.

To Sengoku's despair, even if his eardrums were damaged, the sound was still clear.

……

On the warship, the double bass kept making a "rumbling" sound.

At some point, many rotating and twisted ring patterns appeared in the sky.

Like eyeballs.

The seawater gurgled like sludge boiled in a crucible, and every wisp of gas exuded an ominous aura.

The big boat is covered with twisting tentacles, and the fish drown and turn into bones...

Suddenly, a mouth grew out of the wooden board under the Sengoku's feet, with densely packed teeth, which is good news for density lovers.

It tried its best to open its mouth wide, until saliva dripped down, then it suddenly opened its mouth!

Click~!

It's a pity that it couldn't taste the delicious flesh and blood.

The body of the Warring States Period is covered with a golden Buddha, and underneath the Buddha is a bright black domineering aura.

Ka Ka ~!

One mouth, two tentacles, two mouths, seven tentacles...

The neat and bright warship became strange and ominous, the iron plates were covered with greasy liquid, and the wooden boards had their mouths drilled out...

At the front of the ship are musicians who are concentrating on playing.

Next to him is Xu Wei, an intoxicated audience.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Zan played a mourning song today. This music fits the current scene very well.

Opening his eyes, Xu Wei blinked hard and pinched off several tentacles in his pupils.

"It sounds good, but the process is a bit disgusting."

He stretched lazily and looked at his surroundings:

Needless to say, he was the most handsome among all the audience members. His golden Buddha looked like a little sun.

Garp, he is very simple, but he has become a black man, because the armed sex bully wrapped around his body, even his hair and nostrils.

I really don't know how he breathes.

I haven't heard that the armor color can also be used as a gas mask.

Moving his eyes to the left, he saw a lieutenant general.

Bukdir, he is a bit miserable.

He was seen kneeling neatly on the deck, his back straight, his head drooping, his hands not clasped in front of his chest, but tightly covering his ears. The scarlet liquid was almost dry and covered around the ears.

Look carefully at his expression, what should I say...

After thinking about it, there is only one word to describe it: low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Poor, another lost lamb!

Just by smelling the rotten smell on the other party, Xu Wei knew that he was hopeless, completely hopeless.

There are two other masked brothers: Mr. Sunflower and Mr. Fox.

Use your hands as a fan and use standard chemical gestures to smell.

"Hmm...it stinks."

Mr. Sunflower already stinks.

It's not a smell in the real sense, but a smell in the soul. In Xu Wei's olfactory nerves, Mr. Sunflower smells very fishy!

"Unfortunately, it seems you don't have the talent to be a musician."

With a sigh, he finally looked at his musician:

A mourning song has not yet been played, but Erich seems to be in a good state, and every move is full of beauty.

Seeing this situation, Xu Wei frowned instead.

I'm not afraid that Erich won't pay attention, but I'm afraid that he will be too focused.

It seems that I haven't played much during this period, and I suddenly started to play, which was a bit too addicting.

This is not good.

The more Erich concentrated on playing, the more his musical talent was revealed and the closer he got to that one.

"It seems that not playing for a long time will not only not help him suppress distortion, but will act like a spring, and the pressure will build up."

Thinking of this, Xu Wei suddenly felt his scalp numb.

In the entire One Punch Pirates, he is the only one who can listen to Erich's performance, so he occasionally acts as a listener.

But he was not completely unaffected, as evidenced by the tentacles coming out of his eyes just now.

Do you want to be a spectator every day in the future?

"Dah!!"

But it’s not good to be an audience. The consequences of musicians not playing for a long time have been clearly revealed.

After much deliberation, I couldn't come up with a perfect solution.

"Forget it, why do you think so much?"

"The top priority is that Uncle Zan cannot be allowed to continue playing..."

He was worried that if he continued, he would really attract some unspeakable attention.