A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

It shouldn't be.

No reason.

There was doubt in Terima Gran's eyes.

Was his suspicion wrong?

"Your Majesty Tyrima, what are you going to do?" Klein showed an appropriately sulky expression.

While speaking, he did not forget to put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, as if he was about to explode at any moment.

"Ha, you are quite courageous." Tyrima Gran laughed dumbly, inadvertently losing her momentum, "I'm curious, who gave you the courage to fight me?"

Klein's cold eyes were sharp, "According to the custom here, I should say 'Great God of War'...Actually, I don't care who you are, you have a sword, and so do I!"

I, the white wolf, am unruly.

When Tyrima heard this, she smiled instead of being angry, "Ha, this scene looks a bit like me when I was young."

Scan the opponent's equipment.

The old man's eyes focused on the glove for a moment, and he shook his head and said, "Okay, it was just a small test. You are such an adult, so don't make a fuss."

After a pause, he tried to explain, "Maybe your gloves made me too sensitive. Hey, the extraordinary items in the 'Hanged Man' pathway are nothing to worry about. Although they look peaceful, your gloves It shouldn’t be that simple, right?”

Klein remained silent.

With a high-level black iron cross as an external spiritual reserve, the 'Creep Hungry' doesn't need to eat at all now, and is extremely honest in normal times.

Of course, there is no need to tell outsiders about this...

Terima Gran thought about it secretly and decided to put aside her temptation to test the white wolf for the time being.

After all, he is just a Sequence 5, not even a demigod.

Although there is something strange, it should be harmless.

Rather than continue to have unreasonable suspicions, it is better to be generous and serve under the leadership of the Church of God of War, which is in turmoil.

to be honest--

A warrior.

Always throw yourself into the arms of the ‘Great God of War’ and bathe in glory together.

Terima Gran smiled and said, "White Wolf, are you willing to be my adopted son?"

'The white wolf has been wandering for half his life without meeting his master. If he doesn't give up, the wolf is willing to become his adoptive father! ’

Just a little bit.

Klein was about to speak out the lines that were engraved in his bones.

However, in order to maintain the character.

He turned his head stubbornly.

An indignant look on his face.

Neither agree nor refuse.

When Tyrima Gran saw it, she did not urge him, but just said: "The Church of the God of War is connected by blood and kinship. As for two unrelated people, they will be named father and son.

Of course, he is called an adopted father and adopted son, but he is actually a master and apprentice.

Let's do this. You can think about it carefully these days and give me an answer after you think about it clearly. "

After hearing this, Klein's mind wandered a little.

Such is the calculation.

It was necessary for him to set a date with Jon so that they could do it at the same time.

The words are divided into two parts——

South of Loen Kingdom, Bansi Island.

A very unique bay island with pleasant scenery.

Jon was holding a cup of sweet iced tea and talking to the people around him with great interest.

"Don't always say that I'm targeting you. I didn't leave this kind of good opportunity to anyone else, but reserved it exclusively for you. How about it? Are you touched?"

Next to him, a girl wearing a palace gauze dress and a small top hat pinched her eyes with an impatient expression on her face. However, due to the strong strength of the people around him, he did not dare to speak out to refute, so he could only walk forward gloomily, like a proud black cat.

"What's wrong, Mengmeng, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Jon asked, putting his hand on Amon's shoulder very naturally and pinching it quietly.

Well……

Just like Klein's female body was named Kleine by him.

Jon also named Amon's female body - Ameng.

"Go away!" Amon gritted his teeth angrily.

At their level, they have long since broken away from the vulgar tastes of men and women.

Apart from disgusting himself, Amon couldn't think of any other reason why this guy was so careless.

Jon also listened to the advice, took back his hand, and said with a smile: "I think you are very good at pretending to be a woman. Maybe you were born as a mythical creature with a feminine side."

"Oh, it would be a big joke if a bunch of bugs had genders." In order to avoid being teased again, Amon complained to himself.

Jon's expression turned serious, "What's wrong with Bugs? Bugs are cute too."

Amon:......

Maybe I'm not a human, but you are a real dog.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

I had self-destructed so many times before due to various circumstances, and every time I self-destructed, some Worms of Time were left behind. Damn it, this starry sky evil god (pervert) must have done something with my Time Worm, right? !

Amon felt dazed behind his back.

Unconsciously, the distance between the two parties was opened.

Unexpectedly, Jon approached and stared at Amon with a very aggressive look, "Baby, where are you going?"

"Go away!!!"

Scored twice.

After breaking through Amon's defense twice in a short period of time, Jon was finally satisfied and put away the primitive desire that naturally emitted.

For some special reasons, he did not suppress the impact of the new extraordinary sequence on this body. In this way, he can better understand the commonalities of the three sequences without taking the big account, so that he can smoothly advance to the past.

The old ‘Mother Tree of Desire’ consisted of three paths: ‘criminal’ + ‘prisoner’ + ‘stingy man’.

Jon has become a 'criminal' and a 'prisoner' in Sequence 0. As long as he completes the 'Stingy Man' and accommodates the Shadow World, one of the nine source materials, he can replace him and become the real "Mother Tree of Desire".

At that time, he can have children with whomever he wants!

Ahem...

All the above are jokes.

The most important thing is to reduce the pressure on Klein’s classmates when the end comes.

Poor Amon still naively thought that Jon Joestar only did something to this temporary body just to disgust him. As everyone knows, Qiao, who has always been independent and bold, really wants to pluck this delicate flower of his.

Back to business.

Jon and Amon strolled through Bansi Harbor like two common tourists.

Although the two of them were well-dressed and the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, no one paid attention to them.

Amon looked around and said with a sigh: "Even after so many years, some shadows of Medici can still be found here, the missionary place of the Red Angel. I didn't expect..."

"What? You miss him. I can definitely call Medici's evil spirit over and let you reminisce with him." Jon responded with a smile.

Amon twitched the corner of his mouth.

How did Medici fall, and others didn’t know that he didn’t know?

In order for Alistair Tudor to ascend to power, he and Adam personally attacked their former companions.

If Medici saw him, he would definitely be filled with tears of excitement and pounce on him like a mad dog, right?

Amon prides himself on being a decent man.

I don't like such dishonorable things.

He pretended not to hear the words and pretended to admire a flower on the roadside.

Jon smiled and did not continue on this topic.

All the way deep.

The two came to a well-known local restaurant.

Jon very gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Amon.

This made Amon roll his eyes repeatedly.

Don't really think of me as a woman!

Think so.

But his body was very honest and he sat down honestly.

"A platter of cold cuts of fish, seafood soup and toast, and a bottle of your specialty wine. Oh, just give this beautiful lady a glass of water, it's free."

Amon:? ? ?

You must be sick.

Do you want to disgust me even if you order a dish?

The waiter was dumbfounded.

But he still honestly delivered the dishes Jon ordered.

Of course, I didn’t forget Ammon’s cup of free water.

"This is a very old trick." Amon drank water and sneered.

Jon added, "But it works."

Amon suddenly stopped talking.

Putting down the water glass, he lowered his voice and said, "You said you would show me the source of matter. Where is the source of matter?"

"Why are you so anxious? It's not dark yet, and you're already thinking about all kinds of things?" Jon gave Amon an ambiguous look.

It made Amon's hair stand on end.

This look?

Brother, do you mean it!

Soon, Jon returned to normal and said calmly: "In three hours, you will witness the power of the source of matter."

Amon took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then I'll wait and see."

They chatted for a while.

Plus good food and wine.

It's not too hard at all for just three hours.

But for Amon, having to endure Jon's various 'teases' continuously is like a year.

The hour hand points to eight o'clock in the evening.

The atmosphere in the restaurant instantly became a little weird.

Amon pinched his eyes in realization, "What a strong aura of disaster."

Accompany his words.

The guests who were dining elegantly one second started devouring the food the next.

Amon saw with his own eyes an elegant lady buried in a dinner plate like a pig and eating as much as she could, as if she had been hungry for hundreds of years.

"Some kind of independent special space?" Amon had a lot of experience, but for a while he couldn't tell the source of the strangeness here.

Jon said calmly: "The original power affects the real world, pulling the projection of people and objects into this false city. If no one disturbs it, it will return to normal after this period of time, but that's it."

As he spoke, he wiped his mouth and stood up like a normal person.

At the same time, many pairs of eyes full of malice were staring at this side.

"What are you looking at!" Jon yelled without grace, "If you look any further, my companions will make you into corpse oil rice."

Amon:? ? ?

I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.

Feeling those horrifying eyes, even though Amon was a born mythical creature, it was a bit too much.

No other reason.

The power of the source of matter is above him.

"Guest, please pay attention to the dining order, otherwise I will be very upset." The lobby manager with a gloomy face came over, with his hands behind his back and his attitude was cold.

Jon shrugged and said, "Moe, I leave it to you."

Amon cursed secretly, but had to take action.

Surprisingly, he easily stole everything from the other party.

Unfortunately, this 'all' includes pollution.

Amon's whole body started churning like boiling water, and worms of time composed of twelve-segmented rings emerged from his body.

Jon smiled on the side and said: "First lesson, stealing is risky, so you need to be careful when taking action. Do you really think that the source of matter is so related?"

"You..." Amon wanted to retort, but the pollution in his body was too serious.

Although he can give up his current body to get rid of the pollution, he will not give up until he sees the legendary source of energy!

"Any evil will eventually be brought to justice." Jon shook his head.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

The red karma fire appeared out of thin air instantly, burning everything around it mercilessly.

Bone and blood, spirit and flesh.

They all turned into ashes in front of the fire of the abyss.

pollute?

Sorry, I, Joe, am the biggest source of pollution.

Amon, who was still fighting against the pollution, suddenly felt a little dry.

This is not a physiological phenomenon, but a certain psychological impact.

What level is this guy at?

True God?

Old days?

Or...a higher realm.

as expected.

The purpose of this starry sky evil god coming to this world is to obtain the source material and high-level characteristics that are close to himself and can be accommodated.

Now it seems.

He has already done it.

well--

I am still worried about becoming a god.

Others are already peeking at a higher realm.

It's true that people have to die when compared with others, and goods have to be thrown away when comparing goods.

Now Amon's mentality is very much like the only son of the richest man in a small town meeting the richest man in the world.

Under the attack of dimensionality reduction, there is nothing to be arrogant about.

It’s already good to be able to keep your mentality from falling apart.

Amon took a deep breath.

At the cost of stripping most of the Worms of Time from his body, he finally got rid of the pollution of the source of matter.

Jon said with appropriate encouragement, "Not bad."

Then he put away those contaminated Time Insects in front of Amon.

Amon:! ! !

What's the difference between this and picking up the underwear she just took off in front of a girl and putting it in her pocket?

etc.

This is my way of thinking.

Damn it, when did this guy give me the idea of ​​'I am a woman'!

Ignore Amon's brainstorming.

Jon stretched out his hand to tear apart the space and brought the two of them inside the Bansi Post Office.

The post office was a hundred times more terrifying than the scene in the restaurant.

There are squirming flesh and muttering monsters everywhere.

Amon was afraid of being contaminated by this aura of disaster that was higher than his own, so he stayed close to Jon and didn't dare to move even half a step away.

Jon patted Amon's back just right, and flicked the strap of Amon's underwear extremely handily.

Snapped--

The sudden muffled sound is extremely obvious in such an environment.

Amon's whole body was about to explode.

What the hell are you doing? If you want me to die, just say so!

"This is a trial, a trial from Amon to Ameng. Think about it, if you can endure such pollution, does it mean that you can accommodate the source behind it, the city of disaster?"

Jon was pleading in Amon's ears like a devil, "I told you when we first met that I actually like you very much. Although I don't support you becoming the Lord of Mysteries, you can definitely become someone else from the past. ah."

"As far as I know, you must have a copy of the Sequence 1 extraordinary characteristics of the 'Red Priest'."

"What a coincidence, I also have a copy of the extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness of the 'Witch' Sequence 1 here."

"Think about it carefully. Are you going to fight for the 'Lord of Mysteries' who is doomed to be fruitless, or are you going to become the new 'Destructive Calamity' with my support?"

I also have the possibility of becoming the old person.

this……

Amon's thoughts were a little stagnant.

to be honest.

He was really afraid of the starry sky evil god in front of him.

The day he couldn't get the support of the other party, the day he couldn't compete with that lucky boy, Klein Moretti.

"Destroying natural disaster"

The old days of the ‘Witch’ and the ‘Red Priest’?

Sounds really good. (End of chapter)