Chapter 394

【Mihawk's combat techniques are world-class; they aren't something ordinary people can learn.】

【It's even more impossible for these apes, so it's perfectly normal for them to be afraid of Mihawk.】

【Don't you guys think it's possible that Mihawk isn't alone? Maybe he is the leader of these apes.】

【The guy above, are you trying to make me laugh to death?】

【Don't say that, it's actually possible.】

【Don't martial arts heroes stay silent like little minions when they see their leader? Aren't these apes trembling with fear when they see Mihawk, not daring to disobey him at all?】

【And just now, when Mihawk turned his head, it seemed like he tacitly approved of their actions, which is why they dared to continue attacking Zoro.】

【Doesn't this situation indicate that Mihawk might actually be the boss of these apes?】

【If that's the case, this is an Ape Gang, and Mihawk is the big brother, the leader.】

【Good heavens, so Mihawk has a gang of martial arts forces in private, though they aren't human.】

【Mihawk: I suspect you kid are calling me not human.】

【Hahahaha, you guys say, these apes are surrounding Zoro now. If Zoro doesn't die, he will definitely pick up his sword and fight them again.】

【Then if time goes on, if these apes are really as Mihawk said, all gifted and all having learned Zoro's combat techniques...】

【Doesn't that mean in the future, Mihawk will have a group of Ape Zoros behind him!!!】

【Good heavens, if that's the case, who would dare provoke Mihawk in the future? Mihawk would only need to shout, and they'd have to step over a pile of Zoro corpses first.】

【Zoro: I've become a substitute!!!】

【If the Imperial Guards go to capture Mihawk in the future, once they enter Mihawk's stronghold, they'll be met with nothing but Zoros in ape skin.】

【And then the Imperial Guards will all be confused: Damn, why are they all three-sword-style apes!!!】

Meanwhile, just as everyone was worried about Zoro's situation...

The scene shifted, and what appeared before everyone's eyes...

Was Brook, who also appeared in a mysterious place.

In the scene, Brook walked out holding a stack of sheet music.

This was the sheet music he had painstakingly composed.

And what surprised everyone even more was...

Brook actually had countless fans now.

They had thought he was all alone.

But seeing Brook come down, surrounded by thousands of people, each one shouting excitedly to the other...

"Brook."

"Brook."

"Brook."

For a moment, everyone in the entire scene was shouting Brook's name aloud.

Brook was like the moon surrounded by stars, dazzling and eye-catching.

At this moment, one man, who seemed to be the leader of the crowd, walked out.

He excitedly took the music manuscript from Brook's hand and shouted loudly:

"This is the mysterious spell that our Lord Brook has created for us."

"With it, we can resist those Long-Arm Tribe members."

"With Lord Brook's spell, they will never dare to bully us again."

"With these spells, we can gain safety, gain peace, and gain Lord Brook's protection for us!!!"

For a time, all these people were shouting excitedly, constantly calling out Brook's name.

In their eyes, Brook was an omnipotent existence.

After all, how could anyone walk the world intact with just a skeleton frame?

Besides a god, what other existence could do such a thing?

Because of this, Brook became a god-like existence in their eyes.

And having suffered under the oppression of the Long-Arm Tribe for years, they also treated Brook as their straw to clutch at.

Oh no!!!!

Upon learning what these people were thinking, Brook was suddenly panicked and shocked.

He hurriedly waved his hands to explain.

"No, no."

"These aren't spells; they're just some music manuscripts."

Hearing this, the villagers were all shocked beyond measure, staring at Brook in disbelief.

Even the faint glimmer of light that had finally appeared in their dull, lifeless eyes...

At this moment, all vanished, and they looked at Brook in despair, letting out desperate wails.

Meanwhile, some villagers who didn't understand were still sticking Brook's music manuscripts all over the village.

The goal was to make the manuscripts Brook wrote exert power similar to a spell.

Regarding this, Brook was truly helpless.

【Damn, how did this guy Brook become a wizard outside?】

【Don't say that, it's actually possible.】

【This guy walks on the road like a ghost, and it's weird enough that he looks strange, but the main thing is how can a person be a skeleton frame! Besides a mysterious wizard, who else could do that?】

【Indeed, in this world, people's perception might really mistake Brook for a god, and it's not impossible for them to place their last hope of survival on Brook.】

【These people are just blind cats bumping into dead mice.】

【They just want to treat Brook as their life-saving straw.】

【Didn't you see when they found out that what Brook gave them was just a music manuscript, and had nothing to do with so-called spells or curses...】

【Their expressions were downcast, but wasn't there a hint of resentment in their eyes?】

【These people really deserve it.】

Meanwhile, just as everyone's spirit was wilting like flowers...

In the video, Brook didn't say a word and immediately picked up his violin to play.

He performed the inspiring music he had painstakingly created.

Immediately after, a deafening yet pleasant sound of music rang out.

The frequency of this music seemed to be the same as the beating of a heart.

Making every villager who was feeling down and in pain suddenly feel as if they had forgotten their pain and fear.

Their hearts were pounding.

This strong sense of excitement lifted them out of their despair.

They all felt that their original emotions had vanished, leaving only excitement and courage.

They all looked up.

They saw Brook, now dressed in a red outfit with an afro hairstyle.

Although he was a skeleton...

Brook, playing the violin at this moment, was the most dazzling existence on that stage.

Every time he drew the violin bow, it seemed like a leap of Brook's life.

Every dance step he took seemed like an encouragement to all the villagers present.

Brook's dance steps grew faster, and the frequency of his violin playing became more frequent.

Gradually, his violin playing speed entered a state of perfection, then became as fast as lightning.

In an instant, it seemed as if only Brook's music was echoing between heaven and earth, constantly reverberating like the sound of war drums.

Making every villager present feel excited and inspired.

In the distance, the Long-Arm Tribe members, who had come with an invader's mentality to loot spoils...

They heard this earth-shaking sound.

Not only did they not feel a shred of excitement or inspiration...

All they felt was invisible fear.

At this moment, Brook's dance moves looked like a devil in their eyes, like a ghost, staring at them with hatred.