The Lord of the Underworld of Pirates

"Doremony!"

"Moxi Moxi, everyone, can you hear me?"

Most people in the central town of the entire island were startled by the sudden sound.

"what sound?"

"who is it?"

One resident pointed to a location with a loudspeaker.

"The noise there."

Then there was another burst of laughter from the loudspeaker.

"Yo ho ho ho, hello everyone, I think everyone can hear it."

"Next, I will lead the makeshift Brooke band to play a song for everyone."

ding ding dong.

Then there was a sound of adjusting musical instruments on the radio.

"What the hell?"

"Who wants to listen to you playing music at this time?"

"Quick, whoever goes, turn this thing off."

People who did not join the battlefield complained.

~

This is the radio and telegraph station on St. Kitts Island. It is usually used to receive telegrams and also controls some of the broadcast equipment on the island.

In the past ten minutes, Brooke came here with a team.

Perhaps Aiweier and the others did not expect that anyone would attack this kind of place, so there were not many enemies in this place.

Brooke took out the guards in this place with almost no effort, and then a team of more than 20 people entered the radio station.

Brooke walked to the operating table and began to configure the equipment based on the information Thomas had collected previously.

"Yo ho ho ho, let's start tuning our instruments."

"Okay, Master Brooke."

Immediately, everyone took off their cloaks, and then took out their beloved treasures from large and small bags.

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here. If you see what these people take out, you will definitely be confused.

A group of people brought drums, tubas, trumpets, violins, harps, and even a mouth organ and bamboo flute.

More than 20 people miraculously formed a small concert.

After a burst of jingling noise.

Brooke also connected the St. Kitts broadcast equipment.

Only a few decades ago, these new devices were really difficult to operate.

Brooke wiped away the sweat on his head and cursed in his heart.

I picked up an electric guitar that had been prepared nearby and adjusted it a few times.

"So is everyone ready?"

Some people nodded, and some people made OK gestures.

Brooke raised his hand.

The entire venue fell into silence instantly.

"Then the following is played by Brooke's improvised band."

"Seven Sins of Hell: Anger!"

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A strange but not unpleasant tune resounded throughout the town.

At first listen, it is completely different from the current mainstream music, and can even be said to be alternative.

But after playing for half a minute, people who heard the music gradually became immersed in it.

~

On the pier, Brooke's voice just sounded on the radio.

Moria immediately ordered people to put on the prepared earplugs, and he plugged both ears honestly.

Although I also wanted to see what Brooke said mysteriously at that time.

But at this time, he still followed Brooke's advice during the battle.

As the song progresses, from the initial impatience and disgust, most people in the town begin to immerse themselves in the beauty of the music.

The battle on the entire island seemed to be slow.

But as the song gradually reached its climax, something unexpected happened.

Some pirates' eyes flashed a faint red light as they listened.

For some reason, the strength in the battle also increased a bit, and the whole person seemed to become slightly excited.

Standing on the highest point of St. Kitts Island, Awell listened to this beautiful music and watched the whole city immersed in killings, and a sense of angry excitement arose in his heart.

But this feeling also flashed through my heart, and was suppressed by Aiweier.

Turning to look at Durst, whose eyes were slightly red, he shook his head in displeasure, raised his hands, and a rope emerged from his sleeves, wrapping around Durst's neck.

Durst was choked and his breathing became rapid.

"Dest, go and deal with the guy playing the tune. That guy should be the skeleton who was affected by your ability before."

Durst was reminded by Awell, and there was a hint of clarity in his eyes.

Then the rope returned to Aiweier's sleeve as if it was alive.

Durst bolted away from the radio station.

When the music reached its climax, the eyes of the weak-willed people on the entire island turned red, and their brains seemed to be filled with anger.

Two pirate groups who were preparing to go to the battlefield met on a street.

"Who did I think it was, but it was you, bastard."

"Damn it, who are you calling a bastard?"

"I am talking about you."

"You guys, chop him to death."

The two pirate groups, who had some grievances in the first place, seemed to be affected by the music, and were inevitably driven by angry desires to fight.

This situation is happening on a large scale in urban areas. The power of music allows people to release the anger in their hearts. The usual small conflicts seem to be infinitely magnified.

The battlefield on the dock also seemed to be affected by the music.

Some pirates who were not very strong and had weak willpower were covered with angry desires.

Some people even slashed at the people on their side after fighting the shadows.

"Damn, damn, this music, this music."

"The devil's voice."

"Quickly, destroy the loudspeaker for me!"

"Block your ears!"

With the sound of several gunshots, the angry music slowly died down.

But the anger in the pirates' hearts had no intention of stopping.

Moria witnessed everything in front of him with his eyes. Although he had earplugs in his ears, he could still hear some faint sounds.

This voice faintly stirred the desire in my heart.

"Hehehehehe, is it interesting? Is it a piece of music that opens the door to evil in people's hearts?"

Looking at the pirates in his own camp behind him, some of them had faint redness in their eyes, but they still had sense. The angry music seemed to be a stimulant for his side.

"Hehehehehehe, charge me, uncle, and break through this line of defense!"

Moria was the first to bear the brunt. He picked up the double blades in his hands and rushed towards the enemy like chopping vegetables. Then a bloody path was formed with corpses lying in various directions.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

Snapped!

A crisp sound came from the electric guitar in Brook's hand. The electric guitar in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand Brook's strength and collapsed.

"Oh, damn, this guitar doesn't fit at all, oh, I don't have any hands anymore, yo ho ho ho ho ho!"

Durst stood in the distance and looked at the crazy skeleton below with some anger, and there was a little bit of happiness in his anger.

Fortunately, I caught up, otherwise I might have continued to be affected by this weird music.

"Since your Excellency is already here, come out. There is no way to kill him from such a distance!"

Brooke suddenly looked up in Durst's direction.