A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Although he jumped the road.

But some things deep down will never change.

Amon

——Still cunning.

Therefore, he will not rush into the political hall like Medici, Sauron and Einhorn in an attempt to prove something.

Not to mention the 'punishment' in Jon's words.

All right,

He is still afraid of the pregnancy punishment...

However, Amon has absolute confidence, and he will definitely not be "last".

"Two copies of Sequence 1, one copy of uniqueness." Amon waved his sword to push back the Einhorn angels who hurried back, feeling secretly happy in his heart.

The Fusac royal family really has a profound background.

He managed to accumulate such a fortune silently.

Think about it carefully.

After the fall of Lista Tudor, the Einhorn family took the opportunity to take over the legacy of the 'Blood Emperor'. Coupled with hundreds of years of careful preparation, it is reasonable to be able to gather so many extraordinary characteristics.

"It's just that now these are all cheap for me!"

Amon raised a smile on his lips and pinched his eyes subconsciously.

Although the monocle has left me forever, habits are habits and cannot be changed in a while.

the other side.

The fire giant transformed by Hannibal Einhorn has gone crazy.

Medici, Sauron and Einhorn were beaten like rats running around with their heads in their hands.

The members of the Blood Worship Cult who rushed forward suffered even more losses.

no way.

A Sequence 1 King of Angels.

Even though this king of angels has not yet stabilized his state, he cannot even voluntarily exit the form of a mythical creature.

However, it is also the strongest combat power under the True God.

There are also extraordinary items of the same level, as well as the uniqueness of the 'Red Priest'.

This luxurious configuration.

It is estimated that only Adam, who was infinitely close to the 'visionary' before, and Mr. Men, who has not yet returned, can compete with them.

Medici and the others?

He's just a bitch who deserves to be beaten.

"I said, let's withdraw!"

No matter how reluctant you are, you must recognize reality when it's time to recognize it.

Sauron suggested.

Now there are still cannon fodder from the Blood Worship Cult trying to fill it in.

What about later?

What did they do to resist Hannibal Einhorn.

Finally resurrected.

He didn't want to lose his life in vain.

Take ten thousand steps back.

Even if you are pregnant and have a baby, it is better than losing your life.

"Soren, you coward! If you want to leave, leave, I will fight to the end!" Medici roared angrily.

certainly.

If you look closely at his expression.

You will find that this ‘anger’ is just an act.

The guilty look deep in his eyes was the true mood of this red angel.

I want to withdraw.

But I can't be the first to withdraw.

Einhorn said nothing, but his thoughts were similar to Medici's.

It took one person to understand that Hannibal Einhorn was not theirs to take.

But when it comes to reckoning afterwards.

Always find someone to take the blame for.

He thinks Sauron is very good.

However, Sauron is not stupid.

Trapped in the same body with these two enemies for countless years, who can hide the little things from each other?

He was determined to retreat.

But he cannot retreat under such circumstances.

OK.

Since you are playing like this.

Then just use it up to the end.

I'm in no hurry.

The three of them reached an eerie silence.

This time, I felt pity for the helpers who came over.

There is nothing more to say about the Blood Worship Cult.

This secretive organization has always been fanatical.

Since Jon has told him to obey orders thoroughly.

Then even if you fight to the last breath, you will not leave the battlefield easily.

And the people of the Iron-Blooded Cross Society can't stand it anymore.

Strategic retreat is also a required course for ‘hunters’.

Who is willing to risk his life in some useless struggle when he knows he can't beat him?

Moreover.

Medici is not the real creator.

At best, he can be regarded as a part-time team leader.

Only the Lord is worthy of letting them shed the last drop of blood.

then.

These people withdrew decisively.

No sloppiness.

Hannibal Einhorn became even more arrogant when he saw it.

Under the turmoil of his mind, the seals blocking the palace seemed to be shattered.

His figure grew larger and larger.

Holding a halberd.

Like a world destroyer, his eyes are cold.

Medici and the others finally couldn't hold on any longer.

In the face of the threat of death.

Nothing matters.

Without any need for verbal communication, the three of them turned around and ran away.

But at this moment.

The thoughts, moods, and behaviors of the three of them were surprisingly consistent.

In other words, the synchronization rate is 100%.

Buzz——

Jon's easter eggs buried in three bodies trigger.

"Flower."

"Bubbles."

"Maomao."

"The Powerpuff Girls, all in one!"

A voice came from somewhere.

Along with it, there is also a cheerful BGM.

The bodies of the three Medicis began to approach each other uncontrollably.

This proves the saying, 'If we unite for a long time, we will separate, and if we divide for a long time, we will unite. ’

There was no time to think about it.

Medici, Sauron and Einhorn turned into three groups of light and merged in mid-air.

The light faded.

A new life is born!

"I……"

"So strong..."

"King of Angels?"

A sentence is divided into three paragraphs.

The newly born War Angel was simply stunned.

What's going on?

But Hannibal Einhorn didn't care so much.

Holding a halberd, he stepped forward.

He waved his arms vigorously.

The blade of the halberd directly cut through the void, revealing a terrifying gap!

War Angel instinctively raised his hand to block.

Somehow, there was a mysterious wave visible to the naked eye.

Even the flame giant's halberd that destroyed the world was stopped by the power of this wave.

War Angel was surprised and delighted.

Amazing.

As expected of me!

But the next second.

The three Medicis of War Angel started fighting among themselves.

"If you two are shameless, why are you fighting for merit?"

"Obviously I'm the best."

"Okay, okay, can I give you my credit?"

The words just fell.

The voice just now sounded again.

"Didi, a decrease in synchronization rate has been detected, and the integration is cancelled."

Swish——

Medici and the others turned into three demigods who were "powerless".

Even Hannibal Einhorn was stunned by this turn of events.

Are you doing acrobatics here?

"Holy shit!" Medici yelled in fright.

Sauron and Einhorn also looked ashen.

do not.

Let me return to that omnipotent state again!

Eh~

Same idea, same desire.

The synchronization rate has reached 100% again.

After a while of BGM that came from nowhere, the War Angel appeared again!

Hannibal Einhorn: ...

I thought it was raining.

It turns out that you three have left me speechless.

What are you doing?

Sit-ups or repeated horizontal jumps?

You really don’t treat me like a human being.

The flame giant roared.

The powerful spirituality soared into the sky like a sharp sword, finally shattering the restrictions of Fusac Palace.

Almost at the same time.

Everyone in Shengmilon noticed something strange in the palace.

War Angel wanted a quick victory.

Suppressing those messy thoughts in the bottom of my heart, my eyes shot out burning lasers.

It is difficult to explain what kind of extraordinary person the current War Angel is, but judging from the combat performance alone, he can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, has infinite strength, and can also send out sonic attacks and ray attacks.

What's even more frightening is that the defense power is extremely amazing. Even if he was hit head-on by a halberd containing the characteristics of a 'conqueror', he would just shake his head and get up as if nothing was wrong.

This combat power.

Astonishingly, he is once again the King of Angels who is infinitely close to the true God!

The scene was at a stalemate for a while.

As a result, Amon couldn't even take advantage of it.

no way.

He had to be more serious.

It was easy to use the power of the City of Disaster to suppress the angels of the Einhorn family.

Then he rushed into the political hall and saw the flame giant and the three-in-one war angel.

"What's going on with you? Why are we getting together again?" Amon asked doubtfully.

War Angel yelled viciously, "Shut up."

One sentence.

Three accents.

The synchronization rate is really high.

Medici and the others don't think about anything now, they just want to kill Hannibal Einhorn quickly.

Amon was stunned by the three people's yells.

He scratched his eyebrows helplessly.

Carrying his blood-stained sword, he joined the battle.

Two against one.

The situation suddenly reversed.

Not to mention that the War Angel was created by someone named Qiao, but how awesome is its true combat power?

Just talk about Amon.

The ‘Conqueror’ of Sequence 1 also has the City of Disaster, one of the nine sources of matter.

Hannibal Einhorn was like a township entrepreneur meeting Elon Musk.

My waist can no longer be stiffened.

The three of them fought without any scruples.

Fusak Palace turned directly into ruins.

The surrounding area was engulfed in flames for thousands of meters.

But the weird thing is.

This battle between the angel kings did not spread too widely.

Apparently.

Someone took action secretly.

(Someone from Qiao who doesn’t want to be named: Yes, that’s right below)

at last.

Accompanied by a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

Hannibal Einhorn.

This Emperor Fusak is ambitious, knows how to tolerate, and is extremely capable...but very unlucky.

He fell under the joint siege of War Angel and Amon.

The war angel had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed the crown covered with rust and blood.

Amon, on the other hand, successfully put away the other two extraordinary characteristics of the ‘Conqueror’.

The two looked at each other from afar.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

But in the end, he left the scene with an urging from the bottom of his heart.

The fire still burns.

The Einhorn family.

In other words, the prosperous Fusac Empire turned into ashes.

Submerged in the dust of history.

…

…

Same pub.

Same darkroom.

Jon poured wine for the returning Medici, Sauron, Einhorn, and Amon.

"Thank you for your hard work. The collapse of the Fusac Empire will be remembered as your first contribution."

No one spoke.

Just stared at each other indifferently.

Medici and the others rarely unite and share the same hatred to deal with the threat of Amon.

"Okay, okay, it doesn't have to be like this, we are all brothers." Jon said with a smile.

However, these pretensely relaxed words did not dispel the dead atmosphere.

He clicked his tongue, slightly emphasized his tone, and said, "I know you both want the other person to die, but I won't allow it."

'I don't allow it'

One sentence is enough.

The one with the big fist is the boss.

No matter Amon or Medici.

They are all afraid of the people in front of them.

Jon nodded with satisfaction, "That's right."

He looked at the three Medicis and said with a smile: "How about it, the new body will be easy to use."

What responded to him was an unspeakable silence.

Tens of seconds later.

Medici and the others spoke.

"Why did we get together?"

"Who are Blossom, Bubbles and Maomao?"

"What's the synchronization rate?"

Jon smiled: "As I said, I used my authority to create these three bodies... Specifically, I mixed honey, spices and various sweet materials together, and then added the mysterious chemical element "X" It was refined after you went in."

"As for why they merge? The principle is too troublesome and I don't want to explain it."

"Huahua, Bubbles and Maomao, the principle is too complicated and I don't want to explain it."

"Synchronization rate, uh, the principle is too troublesome, I don't want to explain it."

Anyway, I just don’t want to explain.

Medici and the others have black streaks all over their heads.

Jon frowned, "Your body is intact, and you still have the strength for the three of you to face Sequence 1. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Well……

This is true.

All in all, Medici and the others still took advantage.

"Okay, this problem is solved, then the next step is the distribution of the spoils." Jon crossed his legs, "My suggestion is, Medici, you give your uniqueness to Amon, and as compensation, I will give you another The opportunity to become a god."

Opportunity to become a god! ?

Medici and the others' hearts skipped a beat.

Although Jon Joestar has a bad taste of one kind or another.

But there is one thing.

He really meant what he said.

Promised...

Even if not all are realized.

There is also compensation afterwards.

For example, the ‘fit’ function.

They don't want to admit it but they have to admit that the feeling of omnipotence of becoming a war angel is intoxicating.

After hearing this, Amon showed no joy on his face.

There is never a free lunch.

The price of obtaining uniqueness may be difficult for him to bear.

"really?"

"really?"

"really?"

Facing Medici's questions, Jon nodded affirmatively, "Don't worry, I won't tell lies because it's not necessary."

In fact.

After the three Medicis had new bodies, they were not suitable for the earth's potion system.

Or the gift system of the outer gods is more suitable for them.

Mr. Qiao's reputation is still very good.

Medici and the others obediently handed over the crown.

There is nothing we can do if we don’t pay.

Their strength is not enough to protect this treasure.

Then.

Jon and Amon were the only ones left in the darkroom.

Jon took out a bottle of magic potion and placed a stone head covered with snake hair next to the crown.

"Want it?"

Amon smiled bitterly: "Make a price."

Want to be the old days.

The extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness of the witch are obstacles he cannot avoid.

Extending one's head is a sword, and shrinking one's head is also a sword.

It's better to be happy.

"Ha, you are quite conscious." Jon touched his smooth chin, "Then help me raise a child?"

Amon:......

What a beast.

Fucking beast!

Why do you always want to harm me?

He opened his mouth.

I couldn't say any words of rejection.

Then I thought about it.

Anyway, sooner or later the witch path has to be integrated.

Who can say clearly what happens between men and women?

Amon took a deep breath and said decisively: "Okay!"

The wind rustles and the water becomes cold.

A strong man will never return once he is gone.

I'm afraid I can't hide this pregnancy today.

Jon laughed, "Okay, don't cry so sadly. Do you really think I covet your beauty?"

He looked slightly solemn, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you lose the wrong way, your anchor point will be very unstable. If you don't take some coercive measures, you will go crazy when you try to become a 'Red Priest'."

After finishing his words, he snapped his fingers.

Amon immediately felt that there was something more in his body.

"And this." Jon patted his shoulder, "This is what I gave you, the new anchor point." (End of Chapter)