Pirates: I loaded the game panel

Chapter 471 Nasal Song Brooke

Adrian looked at the white skeleton sitting in front of the grand piano calmly.

Above the thick afro head, there is a dark and old top hat, and below it is a white skull with a surprised expression. There is a deep crack on the forehead, which is probably an old wound during his lifetime.

The skeleton is slender and slender, and he is wearing a slightly worn-out black orange stand-up collar gentleman's suit. There are even many holes on the surface of the clothes, and he is leaning on an equally old purple crutch with a curved handle.

It is the future musician of the Straw Hat Pirates.

Nose Brooke!
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Skeleton."

Adrian said hello politely.

"Yo ho ho ho ho! Can talk! A real, living human being!"

Brook jumped up from the seat excitedly, almost jumping several meters high because of his too light bones.

"It's been decades since I've seen a living person! So excited! So happy!"

Drifting and wandering in this sea area filled with thick fog for decades.

This was the first time that Brook met someone who could communicate with him, not the countless corpses floating in the sea!
After Brook had vented his excitement for a while.

Adrian then said, "Aren't you going to introduce yourself, Mr. Skeleton?"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! It's so embarrassing when we first met, even though I'm a skeleton, I have no face, oh oh oh oh..."

Brook returned to the deck, held the bone of his right hand, put it in front of the upper and lower jaws, and coughed twice.

"I am the musician of the Rumba Pirates, and at the same time... the last captain of the Rumba Pirates! Singing Brooke!"

Adrian nodded slightly, and then introduced himself briefly, including his background.

After listening for a while, Brook couldn't help laughing again.

"Yohohoho! So it was really someone who came in from outside! Although he is a man."

what happened to the man?
Adrian raised his brows slightly, and then remembered Brook's special hobby.

Sister, can I appreciate your...

Well, even Charlotte Lingling, the queen of all nations, is just a stinky sister in front of Sihuang Brooke.

Of course, this is just a simple judgment from the perspective of age.

Above the sea, there are only two women who can suppress Brook in terms of age...

But those two fat times...

Adrian thought about it for a while.

"Yo ho ho ho ho! Adrian."

When Adrian was lost in thought, Brook suddenly spoke coyly.

"I don't know, that, can you..."

"no!"

"Take me out of the Devil's Triangle—yo?"

The two spoke at almost the same time.

Adrian, who subconsciously said the words of rejection, was slightly taken aback.

The scene fell into a momentary embarrassment.

"Then... that, please don't be so direct with me, I was so scared that my face was deformed!"

Brook raised his hand bones in a panic, swinging them in front of him again and again.

"Although I am a skeleton, I have no face at all! Yohohohoho, just kidding!"

On the deck of the dilapidated pirate ship, Brook's unique self-entertaining laughter echoed, inexplicably looking eerie and weird.

"Sorry, Mr. Brook, it's impossible to take you out of the Devil's Triangle, or it's impossible now."

Adrian's expression calmed down, and he just skipped the thing that he said wrongly.

"In fact, the reason why I came to the sea area of ​​the Devil's Triangle is precisely because of your existence!"

"for me?"

Brook was taken aback for a moment, stretched out his hand bone, and squeezed his fluffy afro head.

"Could it be... Is my charm already this great? Yohohohoho!"

Adrian calmly ignored Brook's laughter, and said almost indifferently: "No, it's for the Superhuman-Huangquan fruit!"

Brook's laughter stopped abruptly. He lowered his arms, and unconsciously touched the right hand bone towards the weapon that looked like a crutch with a curved handle, but was actually a double-edged rapier.

As a pirate, even though he has been dead for decades and wandered alone in the sea for decades, he still hasn't lost much of his basic fighting qualities.

"How do you know that I ate that devil fruit..."

Brooke's attitude towards the fruit of the underworld is very complicated.

The ability of Huangquan fruit is quite specific.

Even before death, Brook didn't even notice its existence!
However, when the entire army of the Rumba Pirates was wiped out, and Brook thought he would leave with the crew, the fruit of the underworld suddenly produced an effect.

Because of the fruit of the underworld, Brooke's soul came out of the underworld and returned to the sea.

But also because of the fruit of the underworld, Brook spent more than [-] years alone on the pirate ship of the Rumba Pirates in a skeleton state, and he couldn't even commit suicide.

That long and boundless sense of loneliness is enough to drive people completely crazy!

Brooke's ability to maintain his current mental state is considered optimistic by nature.

"On this matter, I can only say that there is no comment."

Adrian didn't explain much to Brook.

Furthermore, how can I explain this to Brooke in convincing words?

Do you want to say "I know it from a great prophet named Eiichiro Oda"?
Brook was silent for a while, and the excitement of meeting a living person a few minutes ago disappeared without a trace.

"If you say that, you are the enemy!"

"Yes."

Adrian nodded.

He wants to take the fruit of the underworld from Brooke.

Whether it is from the use restriction of [Devil Fruit Deprivation Card], or other reasons.

The conflict between Adrian and Brook is almost irreconcilable.

It is not an exaggeration to say an enemy.

"Then... Revolutionary Dance - Assault!"

Without any warning, Brook suddenly launched a quick charge forward. His light and dry bones made his figure as fast as a fuzzy ghost.

There was an undetectable sound of drawing the sword, and the slender and sharp crutch sword was pulled out of the scabbard, and then cut forward in an instant.

A red light flashed in Adrian's eyes.

The next moment, he raised his right hand, without any armed domineering, and pointed forward directly!
Benedict!
The sharp edge of the cane sword slashed on the white index finger with distinct knuckles, making a strange dull sound, and then made no progress.

Feeling the power transmitted back from the index finger in front of him, Brooke's eyes widened several times.

'What the hell is this...? ! '

[Your specialty [Balinyi] activates!Judging...you receive 0 damage! 】

At the same time, enemy information appeared on the panel.

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[Based on your level and attributes, you have obtained the following information. 】

[Captain of the Rumba Pirates - Nose Song Brook] (red name)

[Level: LV67]

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Adrian narrowed his eyes, pressed his index finger forward against the edge of the cane sword, then retracted it, bent it back, and flicked it lightly again.

Brook, who was holding the cane and sword, was ejected together with him, and he staggered back a few meters away.

"With the sword out of its sheath, it seems like it can't do any damage, Brooksan~"

(End of this chapter)