The Lord of the Underworld of Pirates

Slowly, the bad situation for Brooke and Mowen Chain also came out.

Due to the cancellation of many recreational activities and the reduction of the time the two of them were awake at the same time, various psychological problems also emerged.

The feeling of loneliness, the oppressive feeling of the dark sky, the inability to vent my emotions, the inability to feel the satisfaction of being a human being.

Mo Wen felt that he needed to discuss with Brooke how to solve the problem. If this continued, Mo Wen felt that he was going crazy.

When Brooke came to his senses, Mo Wen told Brooke his thoughts.

Brooke also had a similar feeling, and the current mental exhaustion made Brooke feel frightened.

This feeling of weakness and fatigue made Brooke feel that he had entered his twilight years. Even according to his actual age, he was only 60 or [-] years old. Was he about to die?

Mo Wen stabbed the sword in his hand angrily:

"Brooke, this can't continue like this. Normally, our two souls will definitely become stronger together."

"Now as time goes by, we are extremely weak. We must find a way, otherwise we will all die."

Brooke was silent for a moment, and then replied in a low voice:

"I couldn't think of a solution. I'm not familiar with soul things at all. At that time, I just arrived at the entrance of Huangquan Township and was sucked out."

After hearing this, Mo Wen became even more irritated, and thrust out his sword with all his strength, completely piercing the log standing on the deck.subsequently

A sense of powerlessness came over him instantly, and Mo Wen's whole body fell to the ground. A stinging pain hit Mo Wen's soul, and Brooke also felt a burst of pain.

Mo Wen endured the pain and gritted his teeth and said:

"We have to solve it. Since we can't separate, then devour or fuse."

Brooke felt a little heavy when he heard this. It was not that Brooke had never thought of this method, even though Mo Wen was an outsider.

The two of them had stayed in this deserted ghost place for so long. If Mo Wen hadn't been there, he would have gone crazy long ago. Besides, Mo Wen was considered his disciple and he really didn't want to get to this point.

Seeing that Brooke didn't reply to him, Mo Wen said again:

"Brooke has no other choice. I don't want to continue like this. Maybe in a few days we won't even be able to move."

Seeing Mo Wen's unusual persistence, Brooke could only respond helplessly:

"Then do you have any ideas on what to do."

Mo Wen explained the method he had thought of a few days ago:

"Since we can't control the soul, we can only take a gamble."

"I think this way, we consume, consume strength, and consume souls. When the burden of the soul reaches the limit, self-repair may occur. When there is no external energy supplement during self-repair, our souls will naturally be swallowed or fused. .”

"Either both of them will die at the same time, or one of them will survive."

Mo Wen has given up a little, this kind of life is not what he wants.

As a few or more than ten years ago, I was still living in a colorful world, enjoying delicious food and beautiful scenery.

Suddenly arriving in this familiar yet unfamiliar world of pirates, the excitement I felt when I first arrived was completely gone.

Without being able to eat or drink well, it was a miracle that he could persevere in this dark sea all day long. If he hadn't been able to practice swordplay, listen to music and chat with Brooke to distract him, Mo Wen would have collapsed long ago.

Brooke also approved of this method. If two people died, it would be better to let one survive, not to mention that he didn't like the discomfort.

"Okay, that's all. Life and death are decided by God, yo ho ho ho, this is very piratey."

"Don't ask boy, when will we start?" Brooke thought more openly and said calmly.

Mo Wen felt inexplicably relieved after hearing this, and said in a relieved tone:

"Let's start tomorrow. Do you need to make any preparations?"

"Tomorrow? That's okay. There's no need for anything else. I'll say goodbye to my dead companion later, yo hoo hoo hoo!"

'Are you ready to fail? '

Don't ask for a moment of heartbreaking slander.

The next day, Mo Wen and Brooke came to the deck of the sailboat, both of them extremely relaxed.

"Yo ho ho ho, the carnival has begun, let's have a party, let's do a dance first!"

"Dance, solo!"

An exciting dance music sounded from the violin in Brook's hand.

In the following time, Mo Wen and Brooke indulged without hesitation, releasing their music and sword skills without reservation.

After a while, the two of them felt that they had no strength left, so they entered the cabin and began to prepare for a long period of consumption. After all, the human body will protect itself during extreme exertion, and they must concentrate on fighting the body's repair.

In the following time, Mo Wen and Brooke experienced endless pain.

The body and soul are tired, and they really want to close their eyes and sleep, but they have to restrain themselves, and then there are waves of pain from needles pricking the brain.

This feeling, akin to being cut off from the body's flesh and blood with a knife, lasted for an unknown amount of time. By the end, Mo Wen was already numb, and his brain felt like it was about to explode and split apart.

The two souls seemed to be connected together. Brooke also felt similar pain. He endured the pain, took a breath, and said to Mo Wen:

"I can't stand it any longer. It seems the critical moment has arrived."

"Promise me that if you survive, you will take good care of Rab and take my friends out." Brooke's voice became smaller and smaller.

Mo Wen had almost completely lost consciousness. He barely managed to take a breath and said weakly: "Bu··Luke······Teacher~~~"