A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Because of God Thoth's prophecy, Jon felt a haze in his heart...

But he hid his feelings well and didn't tell anyone about it.

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Three days later, in a small town on the east bank of the Nile River.

"This is less than 800 kilometers away from Cairo. In three to five days, we will be able to face that bastard Dio." Jon looked at the vast Nile River and said with a smile.

Polnareff relaxed and stretched, "It was such a long journey. Looking back, it's like a dream."

The conversation changed, "But you must not relax. I once heard a saying, 'A journey of a hundred miles is half a mile.' It's just a matter of time before anything goes wrong."

It was hard to imagine that such words came from Bobo's mouth, and Jon looked at him in surprise.

Polnareff scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "After experiencing so many things, I feel like I have grown up."

That is indeed——

Although there is no title like "Bobo Little Shit Licker" mentioned in Destiny Track. But this time it was even more ruthless. He had direct and in-depth communication with the enemy, and in the end he was hurt by love.

It is normal to have this kind of feeling.

While they were talking, Horhos came over and said, "Brother Jon, Brother Polnareff, what are you two talking about?"

Seeing Horhos, Polnareff chuckled. "Of course we're talking about how to deal with Dio."

Hearing the name 'Dior', Holhos shuddered subconsciously.

Although he has been forced to this road of no return. But Horhos still felt fear from his soul when he thought of that terrifying man.

To be honest, he didn't have many contacts with Dio Brando, but in just those few encounters, he realized that the man was completely separated from human existence.

Just like humans looking down at ants on the ground, whether psychologically or physically, Dio Brando is looking down at humans...

"Don't be so nervous."

Seeing Horhos's appearance, Jon smiled and said, "You forgot, we are not unprepared."

Hearing this, Holhos blinked and suddenly remembered the 'hard-core boy' thing.

He gently pressed the brim of his hat, "In short, my life is tied to you now. If you need me to do anything, just give me your orders."

what? What?

That cheating Horhos is actually so honest.

Polnareff couldn't help but look sideways.

but.

Neither Horhos nor Jon explained anything.

The reason why the trump card is called the trump card is that the fewer people know about it, the better the effect will be...

Deliberately changing the topic, Jon counted on his fingers: "Except for Dio, his nine cronies have already solved three of them.

In other words, we still have to face the challenges of at least six substitute messengers. "

Horhos nodded, "Brother Jon, don't worry. Although I have never seen God Geb and God Thoth before, I know at least two of the remaining six people. When they appear, I will remind you when you are in front of us."

So, there are still two or five boys who can do things easily...

Jon did not refuse Horhos's kindness.

On the side, Brunareff curled his lips.

Mysterious.

They are completely two Riddlers.

Meanwhile, outside the town.

A group of farmers were leading their cattle and walking on the road talking and laughing.

But just as they were discussing this year's harvest, a beautifully decorated sword suddenly appeared in their sights.

It was a slender long knife, decorated with gold and precious stones, and looked extremely valuable.

Such treasures naturally caused farmers to scramble for them.

However, just when they wanted to remove the scabbard to see the true appearance of the sword, they found that this priceless sword could not be pulled out.

In desperation, they had to give up and decided to find someone to sell the knife to in exchange for a generous reward after entering the town.

Just do it.

Under the temptation of money, several farmers burst into unprecedented action.

They soon entered the town and began to look for the scapegoat who seemed to be more profitable.

It’s better not to look for it.

After this search, they actually found a few candidates - it was a tour group of seven people, and they also brought a black and white, strange-looking dog.

Foreign tourists like this are usually the easiest to deceive, and they are a real source of resentment.

The leader of the farmer's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward, "Boss, come for a trip."

The old gentleman in the hat waved his hand, "Sorry, we don't need anything."

"What about the gifts?" the farmer asked.

As he said that, he showed off the sword in his hand and said, "Look, this thing is a priceless antique."

Although Joseph had no intention of buying souvenirs, he had to admit that he was inevitably tempted when he saw the sword decorated with gold and precious stones.

"What is this?" Joseph asked.

The farmer couldn't possibly say that it was a knife he picked up on the road, so he had to lie: "This is my family heirloom, and I never show it to others easily.

But recently...

Hey, don’t tell me, but something happened anyway. So I had to come up with the idea of ​​a family heirloom sword.

Kind guest, please help me. "

At first glance, this skillful set of words seems to deceive people all the time.

Joseph did not doubt that he was there. He stroked his beard and said, "Let me see it first, and then I will decide whether to buy it or not."

The farmer thought for a while and agreed readily.

But just when Joseph's hand was about to touch the handle of the knife, a voice suddenly came from the team.

"etc!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Jon who spoke.

Jon frowned and walked over to Joseph.

After pondering for a moment, he raised a smile and said, "This knife is good. I want it. Please give me a price."

The farmer was stunned for a moment, then said happily: "Okay, okay, I only want this number."

As he spoke, he held out five fingers.

Jon nodded, took the knife smoothly, and patted his father on the shoulder, "Stop talking and give me the money."

Joseph:? ? ?

There is no way, who let me just have this son.

After paying the bill, the farmer left happily, and only Jon and the others were left there.

Jon's originally relaxed expression suddenly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "If my guess is correct, this knife should be one of Dio's nine cronies!"

ah?

Hearing this, everyone was dumbfounded.

How could a knife be related to Dio?

God Anubis, who was hiding on the sword, was even more shocked.

It shouldn’t be——

I haven't done anything yet.

How come it was exposed?

Jon explained half-seriously: "You also know that my stand-in, one of its abilities is that it can see through the weaknesses and part of the mechanism of the enemy's stand-in.

If I read it correctly, the consciousness of this knife should be possessed by the person who drew it.

In other words, the knife itself is a stand-in, and it will control the user. "

After listening to Jon's words, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

What a cruel method.

If the sword is pulled out by someone who doesn't know why, wouldn't it mean that he will become an involuntary puppet for the rest of his life?

Moreover, the behavior of those farmers selling knives is also very suspicious. Maybe they are possessed by this knife...

In an instant, everyone's eyes became sharp.

Jon smiled slightly, "Don't be nervous, everyone, although this guy is very tricky, as long as you don't draw your sword, it is no different from an ordinary decoration.

Let's do this, in order to prevent it from continuing to harm people. I decided to throw him to the SPW consortium and let them lock this guy in a completely safe place. "

No... don't!

Although he cannot speak, God Anubis can completely hear the movements of the outside world.

It was originally the knifemaker Charabang Sarai 500 years ago. After the original body died, the substitute attached to the knife.

It was then displayed in the museum's warehouse until he was liberated by Dior, and he saw the light of day again and surrendered to the man.

He had just regained his freedom not long ago, and now he was locked in the dark underground again?

This kind of thing...don't want this kind of thing!

But as a knife, many things are beyond your control.

To prevent anyone from being deceived by the appearance of God Anubis. Jon deliberately hired a local welder to weld the joint between the handle and the scabbard with a piece of tin.

Not only that, he also wrapped countless tapes and bandages on God Anubis. After that, it was locked in a completely closed box with chains.

After all this was done, the knife was sent to the SP W consortium.

A crisis disappears invisible.

What a joy and congratulation, what a joy and congratulation—

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One day later, the city of Thebes.

The closer they got to Dio's base camp, the more cautious the group became.

After experiencing the previous incident of ‘Anubis God’s Attempt to Bewitch’, their level of caution can even be called extremely cautious.

As he approached Cairo, Abdel, a local snake, also began to introduce local attractions to everyone.

"The tomb of the famous King Tutankhamun is in the Valley of the Kings. Come back and have a look after we deal with Dio Brando. I can be your tour guide."

What a death flag!

Three black lines appeared on Jon's forehead, "No need to wait. In fact, we are not too pressed for time. The one who is anxious now should be Dio."

Polnareff cooperated very well and said: "That is to say, we are partners of justice, and it is the vampire who should be afraid... However, this place has quite a history, the Valley of the Kings, what a name."

Abdel shrugged, "It is said that until now, some people are digging secret passages from their own homes behind the government's back in an attempt to steal the gold and silver in the mausoleum."

After hearing this, Jon twitched his lips.

Good guys, everyone touches the gold captain. It belongs to them.

As he spoke, Polnareff suddenly asked: "By the way, where are Mr. Joseph and Holhos?"

Jon pointed to the distance, "They went to the bathroom. The old man is old after all. It's understandable that he has prostate problems..."

The filial son's remarks caused a burst of laughter.

On the other side, Joseph, who was marveling at the simplicity of the sand toilet, suddenly sneezed.

Who is orchestrating me behind my back?

But if you think about it, you know...

He must be the filial son of his family.

Alas, there is no way.

It's your own fault, just bear with it.

Shaking his head helplessly, Joseph, after finishing solving his personal problems, used the fine sand lying around to clean it up. Pushing open the toilet stall, he suddenly found an extra socket on the stone outside.

That's right——

It's the socket.

It's no different from the electrical sockets used at home.

"So suspicious." Joseph narrowed his eyes.

If he had not experienced the incident of 'Anubis God's Attempted Bewitchment' before, he would definitely step forward curiously and touch the socket.

But now, anything strange is enough to arouse great vigilance.

Joseph decisively ignored the thing and turned back to the team.

Not long after he left, a beautiful lady with wheat complexion, wearing black silk stockings and a short skirt came out.

Watching Joseph go away, her teeth itched with anger.

Why not touch?

Who can tell her that under such circumstances, if something so inconsistent appeared, how could anyone resist being curious and not touch it?

The woman sighed deeply.

That's right, the socket that appeared inexplicably on the stone was her substitute - the goddess Basti.

The avatar itself has no combat effectiveness and can only imbue the target with magnetism, causing the target to gradually attract metal objects.

Her original plan was to trick Joseph Joestar into touching the butt and then leaving him to slowly die.

As a result, the first step of the plan failed.

Joseph, who returned to the team, also talked about his experience with his partners, and his caution was well received.

You can't go wrong with caution at this time.

For that kind of strange thing, it is better to stay away as far as possible.

Who knows if it could be the enemy's substitute!

Jon was very pleased to see this team whose style had been completely distorted by him.

now it's right.

With an absolute advantage and a steady push, Dior and those stinky sweet potatoes and rotten eggs of his men were not considered dangerous at all.

but.

Although he escaped the attack of the queen in black silk stockings and missed the birth of a world-famous painting (referring to the friction between two tough men on the street), he still cannot be careless.

Because in his impression. Except for Malaya who has almost no fighting ability.

There is also Alessi who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

emmm…

Still have to look for opportunities to remind you.

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Cairo.

"Are you less than 500 kilometers away from me? Haha, you are really brave, descendants of Jonathan." In the dim room, Dio touched the scar on his neck awkwardly.

He could already feel that he was only a little away from being completely integrated with the body of Jonathan Joestar.

Wait until he completely adapts to this body.

Until then, plus his own invincible substitute - the world.

Everyone is no longer his opponent.

Dio murmured to himself: "Joseph Joestar, Jon Joestar, Jotaro Kujo...

I will definitely cut off the bloodline of the Joestar family and bring this century-old fate to a complete and perfect end.

The final winner is me, dio, for sure! "

Dang Dang Dang.

Just then, the door suddenly rang.

Dio turned around and said in a deep voice: "Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome man with long hair walked into the room, "Master Dio, Brother Darby has already set off..."