The Lord of the Underworld of Pirates

While feeling Karl's performance, several musicians looked at the expressions of the audience below and couldn't help but secretly sigh that Karl's strength had grown again.

As Carl played one song after another, the two songs ended in ten minutes, and thunderous applause began from below.

"It's so beautiful, the artistic conception of the song seems to be surrounding my ears!"

"Mr. Carl is truly a talented musician."

At the end of the performance, Karl breathed a sigh of relief. There was still a lot of pressure to be the first to appear in front of several senior seniors.

"A good choice. The first song uses soft music to arouse the audience's enthusiasm, and then welcomes the audience with fierce and high-spirited music."

Shuteff, who is several years younger than Brooke, praised, by the way, this musician named Shuteff is Schumannf’s father.

"Haha, this makes it more difficult for us old guys!"

A guy in his fifties with swarthy hair said with a smile.

No, don't add me.

Brooke refused in his heart, and at the same time, a little desire to win in his heart began to be activated. They are all top musicians, and no one wants to be the strongest.

After Carl finished playing, he gave a deep salute to the audience, and then walked backstage. Another musician took Carl's stage, and then another piece of music surrounded the venue.

The music of these musicians has its own characteristics, and the repertoire they are good at is also different.

Passionate, supple, elegant, cheerful, even Shutev, who came on stage before Brooke, showed the audience a sad new song.

An hour was about to pass, and with thunderous applause, Shurtle slowly walked off the stage, and the subsequent battle was handed over to Brooke.

"Mr. Brooke, we are waiting for you to show off your power."

Brooke gave a slight salute to Shurtlef, looked at the flickering stage, and walked up slowly.

"This is the pirate!"

"Really a living skeleton!"

"It's so strange!"

Although he had attracted the audience's attention once he appeared on stage before, his return to the stage this time caused the audience to discuss it again.

Brooke didn't pay attention to the comments below. He stood in the beam and gave a slight salute below. Then he opened the box containing the violin and took out the violin he bought for 500 million beli.

Standing upright in the beam, Brook felt the restlessness of the crowd below and smiled slightly. The previous styles had made the audience tired, and it was time to relieve their emotions.

Putting his right hand on the violin, he felt some chaotic sounds from below. He pulled it gently, and a sound came from the violin. At the same time, Brooke thought to himself:

"The long sound of rain · Requiem!"

This is a track that Brooke created in the Devil's Delta State over the past 30 years. He was inspired by the sound of light rain, and at the same time, Brooke in his soul state began to hum softly.

"Yo~ho~ho~ho~!"

The sound began to surround the entire venue, and the audience began to be affected by a strange force. Their minds gradually became calmer, and at the same time they began to listen carefully to this piece of music.

The whole place began to become quiet, as if even the sound of breathing had disappeared, only the gentle sound of rain coming from the violin, and everyone was obviously immersed in this beautiful music.

The song ended quietly, and Brooke bowed slightly below. Everyone seemed to have not reacted yet, as if they were still immersed in the beauty before.

When Brooke saw this, he was not angry. He smiled slightly. He understood that his goal had been achieved. To be honest, Brooke could be said to have used the ability to cheat on this piece.

The humming from the soul has a special power, which seems to caress the restless souls of everyone.

In less than half a minute, the audience began to applaud one after another, and Brooke started his second song without waiting for anyone to stop.

This time, Brooke wanted to conquer the audience with his own strength. He took up his posture again and started to pull the strings lightly.

"Lonely Voice!"

The moment the sound sounded, the whole place fell into silence again. This time, everyone was willing to listen to Brooke's performance. Even the nobles who had previously looked down on Brooke's identity as a pirate began to listen attentively.

As the name suggests, this piece is a piece of music full of lonely moods. It was composed by Brooke after he spent 20 years in the Devil's Delta.

No sunshine, no food, no living people, just a lonely self, wandering on the sea.

The moment the music started playing, the audience seemed to have stepped into Brooke's world. The endless darkness and the people around them had long since disappeared, making them feel lonely, true loneliness.

"Where are my parents?"

"Mary, where are you?"

"Oh my God, is this endless hell? Why am I the only one?"

This is the voice of the audience who fell into the artistic conception of the music played by Brooke.

The silence lasted for 6 minutes. When Brooke stopped moving, the audience below had mixed expressions.

There is panic, there is fear, there is desire!

Suddenly, a person opened his eyes and looked around in horror. Only then did he realize that he was still where he was. He quickly turned to look at his lover beside him.

Great, you're still here.

The lover beside him also opened his eyes, as if waking up from the darkness, recalling the loneliness before, and quickly turned to look at the husband's friend beside him.

Well, these are just a few bad examples.

What is normal is that after the audience falls into loneliness, they will cherish everything around them more, parents, lovers, friends, food, sunshine, and life. These are all worth cherishing when they are no longer lonely. .seven

Some people began to hug the people who had been with them, and began to hug the people they loved. Sparse crying began to be heard below.

Brook felt the emotions of the audience below and felt greatly satisfied. This was exactly his original intention of creating this song, to cherish everything around him and refuse to be alone.

"This, this, this, is so wonderful!"

Mott expressed his own emotion, and Shutev on the side couldn't help but admire him.

"It's amazing!"

"It was as if I was immersed in the scene. I had a feeling of falling into endless darkness. I was alone. I don't want to experience that feeling again."

Several musicians looked at each other and saw the admiration in each other's eyes.

After a while, the audience below seemed to have come to their senses, and applause began to ring out loudly.

Brooke gave a slight salute on the stage and began to slowly walk off the stage. At the same time, a master of ceremonies who came to his senses quickly walked onto the stage.

"This, this is so amazing. I don't know about you, but I just went on a wonderful trip."

“A big thank you to Mr. Brooke for playing!”

The emcee suppressed the feeling in his heart and began to introduce the last chorus to the audience.

"Only the last piece of the evening remains, which will be performed by six musicians."

"Then let us wait a moment and let the masters discuss what kind of wonderful sound they are about to show us!"

Brooke slowly walked backstage and saw several musicians looking at him with strange eyes. This made Brooke a little embarrassed, scratched his head and whispered:

"Hey, oh, oh, oh, I'm not holding back the musicians, are you?"

Mott quickly shook his head and said:

"You are really good at joking. This kind of music is enough to become a masterpiece. It's because we are holding you back."

"Indeed, I had the feeling that I had entered an illusion before. This kind of state is not something we can achieve."

Brooke looked even more embarrassed and quickly interrupted their compliments, and then several people began to discuss the upcoming ensemble's repertoire.

"Everyone, I have a request!"

Several people looked at Brooke. Brooke looked at them sincerely and said again:

"How about everyone playing that song? It just so happens that everyone's mentality is still at a low point. That song is absolutely awesome!"

Among them, Mott and Shurtlef immediately understood which song Brooke was talking about, and after thinking for a moment, they expressed their agreement.

5 minutes later

Six people stood on the stage together, piano, violin, bass drum, trumpet, and several people took out their favorite instruments.

Brooke looked at each other and nodded.

"let's start!"

A song that connects the past and the future.

The last music played by the Lumba Pirates when they left this island is now played here again by the Huangquan Pirates.

“Yohohoho…Yohohoho…

Yo ho ho ho ho...yo ho ho ho ho...

Bringing Binx's wine to you...

Like the sea breeze, riding the wind and waves...

On the other side of the sea......"