The Beautiful Swordsman Came with a Barbecue

"Buzz~"

Everyone on Cake Island, even people like Katakuri and Skyler who can keep their minds steady, or Nurkic and Hamilton who rely on "smoking" to stay awake, heard the sound like an electronic buzzer. Make a chirping sound.

At this time, Katakuri and Skyler instantly turned to look in the direction of the room, and the notes that made them feel palpitations penetrated into their brains, playing continuously.

It's just that the negative emotions such as anxiety, resentment, and confusion in their hearts were also stirred up by the notes, which made them very nervous and felt like facing the enemy.

On the contrary, Perospero, whose mind has fallen, can still dance without any scruples, but he is a little more unrestrained, but judging from the smile on his face, it doesn't seem uncomfortable.

In fact, the two of them came to their senses after thinking about the reason, because they did not accept Brooke's "music", and the resistance in their hearts became a weapon against themselves at this time.

Little effect, but so annoying.

On the warship, Nurkic frowned, and suddenly felt that all his colleagues on the warship became so annoying.

As a navy, wearing a navy uniform, but dancing unsightly dances there at this time, it is simply ruining the atmosphere!

He even wanted to yell at these colleagues to wake them up, but the reason in his heart still made Nurkic react before falling into anger.

Nurkic's body surface gradually glowed with a bronze luster, and the smoke he swallowed in an instant doubled, which made him barely suppress the negative emotions in his heart.

"You bastard! As a navy... so unexpectedly"

But as soon as Nurkic recovered, he found that Hamilton's face was flushed, and he raised his fist and hit Jinping.

"Boom~"

Jinbe turned around and just avoided Hamilton's attack. He punched the guardrail.

"Ahhh!!!"

The next moment, Hamilton fell down on the deck, clutching his sprained right wrist, screaming in pain, but the pain didn't wake him up, instead he fell further into rage.

"no solution anymore."

Nurkic stepped towards Hamilton, grabbed his right hand in front of him, a cloud of smoke lingered in his hand, and then reached out to cover Hamilton's mouth.

"Woo woo woo~~"

Hamilton wanted to get rid of it, but as the most rookie person in the Zhanye detachment, he couldn't get rid of Nurkic's hands at all.

As the smoke was inhaled, Hamilton's eyes gradually lost focus, and he swayed his body and arms meaninglessly like a child.

"! # ￥%...\u0026*()"

Just when Nurkic let go of his hand, a series of words that no one could understand spit out from Hamilton, who seemed to have become a stutterer.

Fortunately, Hamilton stopped moving around, and Nurkic was relieved, and wanted to find a place to sit down and rest.

He felt that he had one more job in the future, that is, he must not let Brook explode at full strength, my good guy, the ability to distinguish between friend and foe is really terrifying.

However, just as he turned his head to find a place to sit quietly, he saw the camera phone bugs he had just taken out.

Looking back again, Nurkic suddenly became calm when he looked at Hamilton, who looked like a 40-year-old baby with slanted eyes and slobbery corners of his mouth.

The anxiety and anger in his heart also disappeared in an instant. He smiled, then stretched out his claws, and picked up a camera phone bug.

"hiahiahia~"

Outside the room, Skyler pressed his left hand on his blade box and wandered a few steps, wanting to use the sword to remove the emotions in his body, but he was afraid that his poor control would affect Brooke inside.

Even if she wasn't Brooke, she knew the difficulty of Brooke's ability to control her ability at this time. After all, it was an ability so powerful that even the souls of people like Skyler and Katakuri could be shaken.

Skyler thought, maybe what Brooke is going through now is much more serious than her. Under such circumstances, she still needs to calmly control her own ability to save Charlotte Lingling. The difficulty can be imagined.

It is an old world like Brooke, who has been ups and downs for nearly a hundred years, and in this nearly a hundred years of life, there is a small half of endless loneliness.

Perhaps only he, Brook, who has this experience, can control the ability he is displaying at this time.

"Uh~uh~"

At this time, there was a rather miserable cry for help, and Skyler turned his head to look, only to find that Perospero had a problem.

His long tongue at this time was completely stuck to the door of the room, like a bear licking an iron pillar in a snowy day, helpless, pitiful, but very funny.

Skyler showed a schadenfreude smile, and for a moment, she felt a lot lighter in her heart, but Katakuri seemed to be more serious.

He raised one hand and rubbed his temples, closed his eyes, the eyelids were constantly throbbing, especially when Perospero made ugly calls for help, the throbbing of the eyelids would become more violent.

But at this time, neither Katakuri nor Skyler intended to rescue Perospero. Katakuri was afraid of affecting things in the room.

And Skyler was a little afraid of affecting Brooke, but the more important reason was that Perospero's appearance could relieve some of the pressure in her heart.

Especially the appearance of Perospero struggling to ask for help, unable to control himself, shaking his body and dancing, is simply a healing picture of decompression.

Of course, for Skyler, but for Katakuri, Perospero's ugliness will only make him more stressed.

At this time, in the room, the ghost hands behind Brook were all grabbing the two black knives, and the two black knives, which were burning with green will-o'-the-wisps, were also shaken by the ghost's repeated temptations.

The two black knives trembled, as if something was about to come out of this almost toughest weapon.

In fact, one thing has been clarified before, that is, the soul stored in Obsidian is more docile. It stands to reason that only the soul in Obsidian needs to be taken out and given to Charlotte Lingling.

But that's not the plan. The plan is for Brooke to take both souls out of the black knife and give Charlotte Lingling a docile soul.

And that bad soul took the opportunity to disperse.

Although he didn't feel that there was a strange soul stored in the black knife, it would affect him, but Skyler still felt a little uncomfortable, especially after he found a way to take out the soul.

It's like your own house, if you don't live in it, you can leave it empty, or you can arrange for people to live in it.

But if an uninvited guest moved into the house uninvited, even if he didn't damage anything in the house, Skyler, the homeowner, would feel uncomfortable and unacceptable.

After all, it is a space that should be controlled by her. She would rather leave it empty than allow a stranger to live in it, especially after Mihawk said that after the black knife is tempered, it will have its own will.

In other words, for Skyler, she "created" the soul, and the soul should have lived in the black knife she tempered herself.

However, due to the doves of the two souls in Charlotte Lingling's body occupying the magpie's nest, the soul born from the black knife has nowhere to go, which gave Skyler the motivation to get rid of Charlotte Lingling.

Of course, she didn't want to be a bad person, so she wanted to use the opportunity and the request of others to drive away the uninvited guests in the black knife.

And Katakuri's request is the best reason. It can not only help Katakuri, but also make himself exorcise Charlotte Lingling's soul. No one can investigate.

After all, Brook had said long ago that he could only choose one of the two separated souls to bestow on Charlotte Lingling's body.

Both souls were taken out for comparison, or to see which one was really suitable for Charlotte Lingling.

Even if one of the two souls is destined to dissipate during this process, it is only the price of resurrecting Charlotte Lingling. Katakuri has confirmed this point.

In other words, Katakuri bears the price, Brook contributes, and she, Skyler, only needs to sit back and enjoy the benefits, so that she can fulfill her own demands without offending others.

Therefore, even after being able to more accurately lock the target soul with the help of Vegapunk, Skyler still made a plan for Brook to directly extract the two souls.

Not for anything else, just to make room for his black knife.

Whether the consciousness born by Heidao is useful to her is one thing, but... this "house" is hers, and who should live in it is decided by her as the owner. What she wants is not a space for Heidao to store her consciousness, but is sovereign.

And Brooke didn't reject this plan either. After all, one sheep is herding, and two sheep are also being chased. In fact, the difficulty of recruiting one soul is not much different from recruiting two souls.

Doing it together is better than doing it twice, and Brook doesn't want to use this ability again in his life.

It has not been successful yet, and it can even be said that it has just begun, and he already feels that his old bones are about to fall apart.

However, for a performer, once the performance starts, no matter what it is, it cannot affect his performance.

Enduring the pain of dislocation of his old bones, Brook swung the cane sword in his hand, but the posture of holding the sword and the posture of swinging the sword are more like a conductor mobilizing his own baton to direct the overall situation.

"Act 1. Horizon!"

With the swing of the cane and sword, the non-existent movement seemed to change again, and the green will-o'-the-wisp in the room also quietly changed at this time.

The green color faded little by little, and was gradually replaced by hazy yellow. Under the swaying lights, the room, which was originally only considered spacious, felt vast in an instant.

The uneven ice surface distorts people's sight, and the wall, which is clearly close at hand, seems to be far away.

The black knife that was about to move also calmed down at this time, but at the moment of calm, the soul that would not come out no matter how the ghost's hand pulled it, now appeared.

A group of white translucent things drilled out from the black knife and obsidian, and soon, this group of things that seemed to be a phenomenon, which could not be called a material existence, transformed into two eyes, constantly looking around.

Standing in place, Brook, who was supporting the burning will-o'-the-wisps around him, lowered his head slightly at this time, as if he didn't want to meet those eyes, even though he didn't even have eyes now.

Perhaps because of the assurance of safety, Youbai's soul manifested gradually out of the black knife and obsidian, and floated in the frozen room, spinning continuously, and then seemed to notice the body of Charlotte Lingling in the crystal coffin.

The soul gradually floated to the sky above the crystal coffin, spinning constantly. Brooke noticed this, and now he could give this ball of soul to Charlotte Lingling's body as long as he wanted.

But he didn't do that, because the other soul hadn't appeared yet, although Brooke could feel that the soul in the ancient masterpiece was also observing at this time, and wanted to come out very much.

Especially when the soul drilled out of the black obsidian floated over the crystal coffin, the soul in the ancient imperial work even had a momentary head start.

However, the soul in the ancient masterpiece has to be too cautious, even if there is no danger around her in her observation, she can't even see Brooke, nor can she see the ghostly hands behind Brooke.

But he just refused to come out. On Brooke's forehead, there was more and more milky white liquid, whether it was sweat or milk. This performance was really exhausting.

Fortunately, he no longer has a body, otherwise he must be tired and dehydrated now.

After a while, the soul in the ancient masterpiece finally really emerged, and she also transformed into two eyes, constantly scanning the surroundings.

She was very vigilant, and even the swaying of the will-o'-the-wisp would make her extremely nervous, but when her eyes swept over Brook, she didn't stop for a moment.

Because she couldn't see Brook at all, for the two souls, Brook at this time was like someone standing behind the horizon.

No matter how good a person's eyesight is, it is impossible to observe people lurking behind the horizon.

Soon, as if the safety of the surroundings had been confirmed, the soul in the ancient imperial work also floated out of the knife, and slowly swayed to the side of the soul that came out of the black obsidian.

The two souls are constantly alternating, from two clump-like existences to two ribbon-like existences, intertwined and interfering with each other.

But unknowingly, the soul in the ancient imperial work began to extend itself, constantly approaching the crystal coffin.

Noticing this scene, Brook was very satisfied, and waved the crutch sword in his hand again.

"Act 2 - Duarte's Travels."

"Hoohoo~"

Suddenly, a ghostly cold wind blew, and in the eyes of the two souls, the vast surrounding area turned into a river of quicksand, while in the distance, there was a swamp of reeds.

When he looked down, the crystal coffin had turned into a huge ship, carrying them, heading towards the reeds. Inexplicably, the soul, which should have no perception, felt the breath of death at this time.

The boat was driving on the quicksand, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the breath of death was approaching a little bit, as if when the boat reached the reeds, they would all die.

No! No reeds, no death there! The quicksand river was the one, the closer they were to the reeds, the more likely they would be thrown into the quicksand.

"Puff~"

At this time, in the quicksand river, arms stretched out one by one, like a scapegoat pulling people into the quagmire.

The ship was swaying constantly. Although they didn't leave the center of the ship, the feeling of being thrown off became more and more obvious.

Either reach the reeds, or fly before being thrown off?

In an instant, the two groups of souls became anxious, and even turned into panicked facial features. They were like headless flies, constantly wandering on the mysterious ship.

They wanted to rush out of the boat, but no matter how hard they tried to swim, they were always in the middle of the boat.

They who were originally entangled with each other separated at this time, and continued to work hard in different directions, but everything was in vain. No matter how hard they tried, they always stayed in the center of the boat.

But the ship was getting closer and closer to the reeds, and the wind blowing through the reeds made a special wind sound, which was even caught by them who did not have the ability to hear.

At this time, the room they were in hadn't changed in any way, but this room seemed to be outside their cognition and could not be touched at all.

Outside the room, Skyler felt a little uncomfortable, and the helplessness of dying that he hadn't experienced in twenty years came to his heart again.

She was no longer anxious or angry, and even had a low, depressed mood growing.

The same goes for Katakuri. He remembered the day ten years ago when he resolutely went to Onijima to challenge the beast Kaido.

At that time, Kaido really intended to let him die, he didn't hold back at all, he was even beaten completely unconscious, although he was alive, he was only alive.

Suddenly, he thought of some pictures again, which were pictures of his mother, the soul queen of Totland, depriving others of their souls and lifespans.

The faces of the victims appeared in front of him, some he knew, some he didn't know, and even his younger brothers and sisters.

He suddenly had doubts in his heart, doubting whether his behavior of resurrecting his mother was right or wrong, even though he had struggled with this issue countless times before, he finally chose to resurrect.

But at this time, that suspicion surged again.

Pictures that had never happened before were constantly drawn in his mind. His mother, after her resurrection, was still the cruel Queen of Soul.

She was still wantonly depriving others of their souls and lifespans. He saw his younger brothers and sisters, under the rage of their mother, become fearful, nervous, and desperate.

Then he kept getting old, getting old, becoming older than his mother, and finally fell in front of his mother.

For a moment, Katakuri had an impulse to enter the room and prevent Brook from resurrecting his mother, and this impulse continued to expand as the inner emotions were continuously excavated.

"Aren't you also the emperor of the new world?"

Just as Katakuri stretched out his hand towards the door, a real voice came into his ears and exploded in his mind, overshadowing those auditory hallucinations and visual hallucinations.

He turned his head and saw that Skyler was also frowning, but she had calmed down now. Skyler, who was still pacing just now, calmly leaned against the wall.

Seeing Skyler's gradually calming expression, Katakuri asked in surprise: "How did you get rid of those emotions?"

In fact, Katakuri can also be aware of it. In fact, most of the parties involved can notice negative emotions, but the reason why emotions are called emotions is because they are closely connected with human emotions.

It is a manifestation of sensibility, it is cognition, and it is something that needs to be carried on even if you know that you are angry and sad. Therefore, even if you realize it, few people can immediately stop their emotions.

Moreover, under the mobilization of Brook's abnormal ability, even Katakuri could hardly eliminate those negative emotions in his heart.

Skyler looked up at Katakuri, who was sweating nervously, and his frowning brows gradually relaxed, and said, "I feel dying, it's something I'm familiar with, and it can make me stronger Things. How could I resist getting stronger?

I also know what you are thinking, why don't you think about it from another angle, let me give you an example, when workers see tools, they may think of hard work, which will make people lose motivation.

But if he thinks about the harvest after hard work, such as salary, then he will feel better.

I don't know what you feel, why don't you look at it from another angle you can accept. "

"I'm actually asking a lunatic for advice."

Katakuri shook his head, but the anxiety on his face subsided a lot. He embraced himself tightly with both hands, trying to use more perspectives to interpret what he saw in his mind.

For example, that is just his worry about the future, and the future is something that hasn't happened yet, since it hasn't happened yet, there is enough time for changes.

Just like before he decided to resurrect his mother, didn't he already think about it?

If his mother was still that cruel mother, then he should stand up to protect his younger siblings. The former him couldn't do it, he could only watch it happen.

But will it still be? Will there be in the future?

After thinking about it for a while, Katakuri calmed down a bit, and said, "But your suggestion is very useful, thank you."

At this time, in the room, Brook also acted again. The ship leading to the underworld is about to arrive at the reed marsh. Before that, everything should be understood.

"Act Three - Judgment Day!"

In the perception of the two groups of souls, everything around has not changed much, but there is something extra in the center of the boat. It is a hippopotamus, and she also brought a balance.

"Those with a heavy heart will not enter the Reed Field."

The hippopotamus spoke relaxedly, and then she stretched out her hand, and she caught the two souls in her hands, turning them into two hearts. Like a careless pharmacist, the hippopotamus threw them into the balance.

The balance kept swinging, showing no signs of stopping.

Suddenly, the soul drilled out of the ancient imperial works swam out of the balance and turned into a human form. Its transformed eyes became blood-red, staring at the hippopotamus closely, and then the transformed mouth continued to grow, swallowing the hippopotamus in one gulp. went in.

The soul that came out of the obsidian was trembling at this time, looking at the soul that had become extremely huge because it swallowed the hippopotamus, the huge soul also turned around at this time, grinning wide, looking at the soul heart.

But the balance, which should not be balanced because one side of the soul is separated, stopped at this moment, as if the balance could be balanced only with one heart.

However, it is too late now, the huge soul came up with an idea, to swallow everything, the heart in front of you, the balance in front of you, the boats, the rivers of sand, the reeds, yourself. Wouldn't it be the master? !

Thinking of this, the huge soul swelled again until it was bigger than the ship before stopping, but she seemed very dissatisfied, she needed nourishment!

So, she opened her mouth and bit her heart.