One Piece: Kaido the Beast Playing House.

Chapter 927 Human Coffin
Let’s put aside Yamato and others for now and talk about the Happy Island that was destroyed by Yamato and others.

The Island of Joy has completely changed now. It is more desolate than a desert. It is obviously a small island, but it is extremely dry. Even the air is dry. Everyone on the island has chapped lips and skin, but no one cares about them. Those who could run have already run away. The only ones left are some guys who were treated as abandoned pawns. They are waiting for their death. A Celestial Dragon was beaten crazily here and even auctioned off. In this case, the World Government will not allow certain people to live, and Disco, the original host, is one of them. But he can no longer care about these. The threat of death seems to become fragile at this moment, because he is now facing something even more terrifying. He has no feelings, no feelings at all.

That's right, Disco could no longer feel the thirst of the people around him, nor could he feel the pain of cracked skin. He seemed to have become a non-existent person. He clearly reached out to touch something, but he didn't feel anything. He clearly stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth, but it didn't taste anything. He even drank sea water in big gulps, but he didn't feel any bitterness or saltiness at all. All the feelings in this world were leaving him!

"Hahaha, hahahaha! Come on! Come and kill me!"

Disco went crazy after discovering his abnormality. He couldn't wait for someone to come and kill him, no matter who it was, no matter who it was! Come and kill him! Living like this is no different from death!
And if the feeling of disco is a plummet, falling from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, then Charlos Saint is truly falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.

Disco and others are already counting down to death, but Saint Charlos is determined to continue living until the day when he is truly liquidated. And now, Saint Charlos is furious.

He felt something was wrong since breakfast this morning. He felt it was wrong when he took the first sip of red wine. The taste was too light. For this reason, he vented his anger on the waiter who delivered the food. The waiter was shot and fell there straight, but this obviously did not solve the problem. He immediately ordered someone to bring another glass of red wine, and the taste of this glass of red wine was even lighter. After changing four or five glasses of wine in succession, even a stupid person like Charles Saint understood one thing: there was something wrong with his tongue.

He quickly called a doctor, and when the doctor came, he was also shocked, because Saint Charlos' mouth was full of blood, which was dripping down his lips. The doctor instantly let out a sharp scream and rushed over immediately. Without waiting for Saint Charlos to speak, he immediately took out tools and propped up Saint Charlos' mouth.

Faced with such rude behavior of the doctor, Saint Charlos's guards naturally disagreed. However, when they were about to arrest the doctor, they found that the doctor pinched out a piece of broken glass from Saint Charlos' mouth. Only then did they realize that the extremely luxurious glass goblet was broken, and some of the fragments were in Saint Charlos' mouth.

Faced with this situation, the guards did not dare to say much. The Saint Charlos, whom they were guarding, had met with accidents twice within three days. Their chances of survival were already low. If they stopped the doctor's treatment, then they would definitely be completely finished and not even the nine clans could save them.

"jingle."

The last piece of glass was squeezed out. The doctor took a careful look and confirmed that there was no other debris before he began to apply medicine and removed the support device.

"I'm sorry, great Saint Charlos. Your situation is urgent. Please forgive the behavior of this humble subject. If the glass fragments continue to remain in your mouth, it is likely to cut off your great tongue."

The doctor said as he knelt on the ground.

"Huh? Is there glass in my mouth?"

What the doctor and others did not expect was that Charles Saint looked confused at the moment. He did not even understand what the doctor was doing just now. If he had not seen the doctor constantly taking things out of his mouth and he was unable to speak, he would not even feel that his mouth was stretched open.

"You feel no pain, my Lord?"

The doctor felt something was wrong. With such an obvious wound and blood flowing out of his mouth, how could he not feel pain? Could it be possible?

"My Lord, what is the matter that you have called me here for?"

The doctor asked quickly.

"Oh, I can't taste anything in my mouth, so I came to ask you what's wrong with me?"

Saint Charles asked curiously. While waiting for the doctor to come, he tried the dishes on the table. Whether it was the sea beast meat stewed in red wine or the highland lamb chops with caramelized potatoes, Saint Charles could not taste anything. This was why he bit the glass in anger. "What!"

The doctor was shocked and immediately took out a small hammer from his bag and started hitting Saint Charles' knees, but Saint Charles did not seem to have any knee jerk reflex at all.

After that, the doctor took out a wrapped object from the bag and put it into Saint Charles' mouth. Saint Charles looked normal at this moment and didn't feel anything going into his mouth at all.

"Hey! You guys! Go call my wives over here, huh? Why does my voice sound so weird?"

Saint Charles didn't know what the doctor was doing, but he didn't feel hungry anyway, so he decided to play for a while. What could the Celestial Dragons play with? Most of them were women.

"Sir, please wait a moment! You are not in the right state!"

The doctor was instantly awakened when he heard what Saint Charles said and immediately shouted loudly.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong with my condition? Why does my voice sound so strange?"

Saint Charles was still struggling with the problem with his voice, and the doctor who heard this showed an expression of complete despair on his face.

"My Lord, don't you notice that there is something in your mouth?"

The doctor said tremblingly.

"In my mouth? Is there something?"

Saint Charles reached his hand into his mouth and began to search, but the amazing thing was that after a while he couldn't feel what he was searching for. He didn't even feel that his hand had entered his mouth, and his entire hand was in. If the doctor hadn't reacted in time and pulled it out, Saint Charles might have suffocated himself to death.

"Sir, there is a piece of salt in your mouth, so you should feel the saltiness. There is also a wound in your mouth, so you should feel pain, but you feel nothing. It is very likely that you have lost your sense of touch and taste, and even the sense of pain has disappeared."

The doctor's face was uglier than his mother's death. If he could have survived before because he did not follow him to the auction, then in this situation, he might not be able to save his life.

"What did you say!"

Saint Charlos became furious instantly and reached out to grab the doctor, but strangely, when they were face to face, Saint Charlos missed and fell directly to the ground. The doctor, who thought he was dead, discovered that Saint Charlos's eyes began to become unfocused.

"My eyes! My eyes! Why are they so dark! Why are they so dark!"

Saint Charlos was blind. He rolled on the ground, covering his eyes. Saint Charlos, who originally didn't feel anything very obvious, finally couldn't hold it anymore. Vision is definitely the most important thing for a person under normal circumstances, and it is also the biggest difference before and after. So when he lost his eyesight, Saint Charlos finally began to cry, but it was useless. His sins were even more serious and he was burned faster. Lily's fire of purification has reached a new stage. Now Lily's fire no longer burns the opponent's soul and makes him feel pain, but deprives the opponent of his five senses, making him feel endless pain while alive. As the fire continues to burn, Saint Charlos will eventually turn into a human-shaped coffin with clear consciousness but no feeling.

(End of this chapter)