The person is wearing a straw hat, and starts with the power of words!

Zi Busheng's gaze was clear and firm.

Brad just loves the look in his eyes.

But what's infuriating is that this look wasn't for him.

Sima Di looked at the person standing in front of him, and uncontrollably raised his right hand and pulled the trigger.

boom--

The thirteenth time.

He has killed this man thirteen times.

When will this cycle finally end?

Some say that you become numb after experiencing too much. But this nightmare not only repeated the scene, but also the state of mind at the time, so accurately. Numbness... simply doesn't exist.

His first murder was repeated thirteen times.

enough……

That's enough...

Sima Di's heart was weeping, but he couldn't control his actions or expressions, and he kept repeating the scene from that time.

Feeling helpless time and time again.

Why not rely on them? You always subconsciously want to rely on others, whether people or things. Even when you're imprisoned, don't you hope that death will save you?

—No, no… I’ve prayed countless nights that the Luo of my imagination would appear and save me just once. But what did it bring? Death cannot free me, and I can’t rely on anyone… I can only, I can only…

—Can you solve this nightmare on your own?

—That's right! Since this pain comes from myself, I'm sure I can find a way to break free!

—Look at the state you've become.

Sima Di watched him tumble down the stairs for the thirteenth time. Now, even with his eyes closed, he could remember every detail of him rolling from the second floor to the first.

Should we turn right or left?

The fourth step landed on his shoulder, the seventh step on his knee, the thirteenth step on the back of his head... and the last step was the one that killed him.

There is a way to escape this nightmare.

—What method?

First, there is no longer any sense of guilt. Killing an infant in swaddling clothes is easy, killing a lonely old soldier who lives alone and relies on scavenging garbage is done without batting an eye, and killing a pregnant woman about to give birth is met with only excitement.

——What a joke!

—Second, stop hating. Treat Belial, who torments you, like a long-lost friend; share drinks and confide in him. Be able to inject drugs with the addict Aven and party with him. Be able to sit at the same table with those who cannot reintegrate into normal society and celebrate today's atrocities.

—No…impossible!

—This is the only way to escape this nightmare. Since you don't have much conscience left anyway, why not squander it? And while you're at it, add some malice and cruelty to your heart. Until… that black heart is acknowledged by the devil.

—Absolutely not! I would never become a monster like them! A monster like them… I'd rather die than be like that!

—You're bringing up death again... Haha, how many times can you actually die?

For the thirteenth time, Emperor Sima saw himself brutally slashing open the artery in his right hand with a shard of broken porcelain.

Blood spurts.

But he still won't die.

He will still be saved by Belial.

again and again.

—You're just using death to escape things you can't solve.

—When you can't die, you start to give up and do whatever you want.

—You think you can end it all, but you don't even understand any of it.

—A hero? If someone like you can be called a hero, then that's the greatest disgrace in the history of heroes. Please don't insult the term "dark hero."

—You know this very well, don't you? A battle fought by one person can never be won.

—You're right, you only have one path: death.

So... just die in this nightmare loop.

Emperor Sima lay on the ground, letting his blood flow freely.

"I... I don't want to die in a place like this..."

"There's still a lot to do..."

"I will absolutely not let those guys succeed..."

Sima Di struggled to his feet, blood still flowing from his right wrist.

At that moment, Belial pushed open the door and entered, carrying a first-aid kit...

“Tels, you’re doing this to yourself again. But you know it will only cause you more pain. Your only choice is…”

Sima Di grabbed the first aid kit and slammed it to the ground.

"You only have one choice, you only have one choice..."

Belial, like a cassette tape, kept repeating this phrase over and over.

Sima Di squatted down, picked up the hemostatic medicine, and poured it all over the wound.

"There are many options to escape this nightmare."

"Although I don't have much conscience, I still aspire to be a good person. Despite my appearance, I will still give up my seat to the elderly and help old ladies cross the street."

"I know that a battle fought alone can never be won. But... this battle is not fought alone!"

The moment Sima Di hastily bandaged his right hand, the entire illusion began to collapse.

"Belial" vanished before his eyes like a bubble, the gauze tied into a bow on his right hand disappeared instantly, and the wound... left no trace.

However, this illusion quickly reassembled after it collapsed.

Sima Di looked up and saw his crazy roommate looking at him with a strange expression.

"Hehe, Emperor Sima. Hehe... It's Emperor Sima."

Sima Di rolled his eyes at the other party.

"Did you know? Wild beasts in the forest don't like hunting humans because human flesh turns sour. The only reason they attack humans is... because humans are the easiest on their hunting 1.0 list."

The series of explanations left the crazy roommate stunned, unsure how to react.

Sima Di laughed, then looked up and shouted.

"Luffy! Zoro! Nami! Sanji! Usopp! Chopper! Robin! And... Trafalgar Law!"

"Everyone! Can you hear me?!"

"If you hear me, come save me right now! I'm going to die if you're any later!"

-

Chambord Islands.

The Heart Pirates have been on the island for seven days, and have not only learned about the situation on the island, but have also finished coating their ship... Although their ship is a submarine, it still cannot withstand the water pressure when they arrive at Mermaid Island.

"Captain! The ship is in good condition! Everything is ready! We are ready to depart for Mermaid Island at any time!" Bepo stood at attention and gave a somewhat comical salute.

108 is just a seashell?

"Let's go," Luo replied succinctly.

"Yes!"

As soon as the words were spoken, all the crew members immediately sprang into action and started the submarine.

Luo looked out the window and saw the ship slowly sinking, but his expression showed no joy.

For some reason, Luo had a strange feeling ever since he landed on the island.

Although everything seemed normal, even peaceful, something just felt off. There was a persistent feeling that I shouldn't have landed in the Sabaody Archipelago at this time.

Trafalgarro! Can you hear my voice?

Luo froze instantly, a shiver running through his body.

This voice is...

[If you hear me, come save me right now! I'm going to die if you're any later!]

"It's Emperor Sima!" Luo exclaimed excitedly.

All the crew members turned their heads and looked at their captain, who was shouting, with a puzzled expression.

"Quick! Submerge! Sail the boat back!" Luo ordered.

"Captain, what is this...?" Bepo asked.

"It's Sima Di! That's definitely his voice! He must be on the island! I'm going to find him!"