A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

There is a distance between East and West Balam.

Coincidentally, although the Extraordinaries of the Death Path are not as good at long-distance teleportation as the Extraordinaries of the Gate Path, they are still good at traveling.

Borrowing a passage from the underworld, the 'Royal Sect' army quickly rushed to the battlefield.

Strictly speaking, this is the first extraordinary war that Klein has experienced - last time in the Fusac Empire, he was a straggler, and he was completely incomparable with the main force this time.

"A little nervous?" Azik didn't know when he came to Klein's side.

Klein shook his head.

Just kidding, he didn't know how many times he had seen bigger scenes, just the original witch.

He was thinking that with such a good opportunity, the Lord of Mysteries would not be lonely, and might as well try to trick him. By some mistake, some kind of joke would happen, but it would not end well.

Also, before setting off, Jon Joestar talked to him about the Dogs of Fulgrim in a nonchalant and calm tone.

Klein could see that this guy was just trying to show off in front of him, but he had no doubts about the authenticity of the information.

Something is wrong with Team Paw.

Is the next step going to be Source Castle’s turn?

You should have locked the door properly when you left last time, right?

Shaking his head to get rid of the unreasonable thoughts in his mind, Klein said to Azik: "Mr. Azik, you are well-informed. Can you tell me what a head-on battle between extraordinary people is like? My It means that as the former death consul of the Balam Empire, you should have commanded many major battles, right?"

Hearing this, Azik's brown eyes showed a look of reminiscence: "The so-called war is nothing more than filling it with life, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, which sounds majestic, but who knows that forming an army as powerful as Japan relies on a body Another civilian corpse."

In a country shrouded in death, the Balam Empire, the boundaries between the living and the dead are not so clear. You must contribute to the empire during your lifetime, and you must still serve the empire after your death. The one who can hold the power will always be the superior person who holds the power of death, that is, the direct descendant of the God of Death.

In the past, Azik was cold and ruthless, treating all living beings as ants. He relied on cold military methods and powerful strength to achieve great military exploits for the Byron Empire.

But now...

Klein looked into Azik's eyes.

From it he saw intolerance, regret and compassion.

"I am not qualified to comment on your past. I am just asking you to cheer up now." Klein said seriously.

Azik laughed and said: "What's going on? It's obvious that I came to comfort you not to be nervous, but in the end, you comforted me."

His expression straightened: "Kleon, listen up, witches have always been vicious in their methods. What makes them even more difficult is that they are hard to guard against, so be very careful."

Klein was about to nod.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable darkness above the head.

Many dark clouds are like poisonous snakes, twisting and coiling in the sky.

"Here it comes!" Azik reminded in a low voice with a sharp look in his eyes.

Klein gritted his teeth.

Turning on the spiritual switch, he could vaguely see a half-real, half-illusory woman's face appearing strangely behind the thick dark clouds.

Her face was expressionless, like a high-altitude god, looking down on everything in the world.

From dark clouds gathering to strong winds, it only takes a few blinks of an eye.

Queen Shia, who was in the lead, also felt something. She raised her hand and said: "Alert, form a formation!"

Formation, originated from the shamanic witchcraft of the Spiritual Cult, is closely related to the ancient death ritual.

Blood sacrifices of cattle and sheep.

Using the souls of livestock as a guide, a huge feathered snake completely condensed by spirituality was drawn.

The feathered serpent flew up into the sky and plunged into the depths of the dark clouds.

The weather is getting better.

The expressions on everyone's faces gradually relaxed.

But many high-sequencers are not very optimistic.

But saw——

The sky cracked, revealing a gap.

The traces of blood were ferocious and terrifying, and with the pressure to wipe out everything, it broke the feathered serpent in two!

Not only that, the residual power of the witch's secret technique spread downwards, as if it was cutting off the earth. Many members of the 'Royal Faction' were on the verge of collapse, and their internal organs began to petrify from the inside out.

"Damn it!" The original witch's attack came so fast and violently. By the time Queen Shia came to her senses, most of her soldiers had been reduced.

She pointed to the sky with one hand.

The power belonging to the ancestor of the phoenix was instantly activated.

The cycle of life and death.

The pale spirituality is like a shadow, moving and spreading, blurring the boundary between life and death.

"In this way, the situation can be temporarily stabilized." Queen Shia breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she glanced at the dying members of the 'Royal Faction', her heart began to bleed hard again.

‘Unsuccessful at the beginning of the battle’, is this the current situation, right?

Without even seeing the enemy's face, he was tortured by the witch's secret technique that came from nowhere.

Taking a deep breath, Queen Shia couldn't help but look at Azik and Klein.

What about the aid from the Church of Fools?

Where is Mr. Fool’s protection?

This is completely different from what I said before!

Azik and Klein were silent.

They are waiting...

Sure enough, a strange tone came from somewhere.

boom.

Accompanied by an inaudible explosion.

The world collapsed and time began to reverse.

What fell rises again, what is lost melts back again.

Those members of the 'Royal Faction' who were petrified were surprised to find that their bodies had returned to intact.

However, the layers of dark clouds in the sky and the trace of blood that destroyed the world disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared...

The power of Lord Fool is so terrifying? !

Queen Shia subconsciously believed that the gods of the Church of Fools had taken action, but Klein and Azik, who knew the truth, looked at each other and smiled.

At the critical moment, Aqiao is still awesome~

Klein lowered his voice and said: "Mr. Azik, there is no need to worry about the pressure from the original witch for the time being, but the resurrected Salinger..."

Azik was silent for a moment and said, "I will find a way to stop Him."

The identity of 'Son of Death' has brought him endless glory in the past, as well as many benefits that cannot be described in words.

But this identity is also a curse, torturing Azik for endless years. The pain of each reincarnation is engraved deep in the soul and cannot be forgotten.

If it weren't for the chance and fate that allowed him to meet Klein, he didn't know how long he would have been lost in this sinking.

"It's time to have a break." Azik whispered, as if he meant it to Klein, but also as if he was speaking to himself.

The rank of angels in Sequence 2 is a bit low, but the resurrected Death is not in its prime.

Rounded up, it’s almost enough.

"Blessed by the gods! Keep marching!" Queen Shia, dressed in military uniform, raised her arms and shouted at the front.

The response was like a cloud, and morale was greatly boosted.

at the same time.

West Balam Front——

Dead bodies and skeletons piled up in mountains, and all kinds of poisonous insects and snakes crawled all over the ground.

This place is more like hell than a military camp!

Members of the 'Artificial Death Sect' and members of the Witch Sect have distinct camps and are very easy to identify.

Looking around, all kinds of stunning figures are interspersed among the bronze-skinned men with Baotou and shirtless bodies, like little lost butterflies.

While walking, there were frequent slurs and obscene laughter, but no one paid attention.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the body structure of witches was different from that of normal people, just a few months of getting along would have increased the population here.

Of course, from another perspective, thanks to the mercy of these witches, otherwise, these members of the "artificial death sect" who rebelled against the Spiritual Religion would have been eaten up before the war started...

Klein's side is headed by Queen Shia, and the person in charge here is a beautiful witch wearing a white robe, as holy as an ascetic.

Heitel, the number one figure of the 'Artificial Death Sect', could only bow beside her and obey her control.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Chanel Zelaya, according to what you said, the seven hundred and seventy-seven corpses have been arranged. You can cast spells at any time."

Heitel's appearance is completely different from Azik's impression.

He was covered in a large linen robe, with the hood lowered, covering half of his face. The most peculiar thing is that there is a high bulge on his back, and his spine is twisted in a strange trend, and he will twitch from time to time, revealing a sense of evil.

Chanel Zelaya said softly: "Don't worry, the great original sent down the divine enlightenment and ordered us to wait patiently. Now is not the time."

The words fell and he smiled softly.

Looking forward to it, it is like a pool of warm spring water. It's so quiet and beautiful that people can't help but get stuck in it and dye the pond water with their own color.

Heiter's small Sequence 3. Even if he knew that the other party had a problem, he was still distracted at the moment. However, the enemy was in front of him. He really had no other thoughts. He just said respectfully: "Praise the original."

Chanel Zelaya looked at the skinny old man in front of her, pondered for a moment, and asked with concern, "Is it in good condition?"

These words are to the point. Haiter's skinny face with not a few ounces of flesh strangely flashed a hint of fanaticism, "Reporting to your noble majesty, it is in very good condition and can't wait to show itself to the world." The supreme power!"

Accompanying these words, the bulge on Haitel's back trembled strangely twice, as if in response.

Seeing this, Chanel smiled slightly: "That's good."

While they were talking, the ground beneath their feet began to tremble slightly.

Although the movement was very small, both Chanel and Heiter were very keen to capture the breath of death exuding in the air.

The bulge on Heiter's back became more and more restless, and exploded with a bang, and a jade-white, jagged and vigorous bone claw stretched out from it!

Heitel's face immediately showed a look of extreme pain, but the fanaticism in his eyes became more intense.

God, he felt the breath of God!

"Welcome the reinforcements." Chanel Zelaya gently raised a hand.

When the wide sleeves of her robe fell down, she could see that there was a small scorpion tattooed on her tiger's mouth. Her whole body was red and its poisonous hook pointed toward the sky...

The witches immediately retreated to the outside and were fully prepared.

Although the power of the God of Death falls to others, Salinger still has absolute control over death before the goddess of the night fully controls it!

But countless zombies were seen emerging from the ground.

The soul of injustice roars, the evil spirit roars.

Abominations with many corpses fused together, banshees with human faces and bird bodies, huge bone dragons with wings that spread out to cover the sky, many undead knights covered in pitch-black armor who do not show their true colors...

Too many dead creatures responded.

In just seven or eight minutes, Chanel's military strength more than increased tenfold!

Seeing this, Heitel was already extremely high.

He was laughing wildly, which fit the character of the evil elder of the Spiritual Religion Group very well.

And the skeletal body emerging from the bulge on the back becomes more complete.

In the end, it was no longer clear whether he was carrying the skeleton or whether the skeleton was wearing his skin...

"The time is ripe." A gentle smile appeared on Chanel's lips.

She looked down, as if facing a sea of ​​flowers.

The red scorpion on the tiger's mouth suddenly came to life and crawled down the back of Chanel's hand.

It swayed in the wind and skyrocketed.

Swing it again, and it will grow longer!

The seven hundred and seventy-seven corpses prepared earlier turned into pus and were absorbed by the greedy red scorpion.

The surrounding witches no longer had any intention of flirting with the rough guys, and fully assisted Chanel in using the secret method of poison.

"Should it be okay?" Chanel asked.

The non-human Heitel glanced at the members of the 'Artificial Death Sect' below with difficulty, grinning an ugly smile: "We have already dedicated everything to God."

"Admirable piety." The smile on Chanel's lips became gentler.

Then, the red scorpion, which had absorbed the thick water from the corpse, suddenly went crazy, and its six round compound eyes stared at the fresh meat.

It’s meal time!

The witches on the periphery were in groups of twos and threes, laughing and staring at the tragic Shura scene happening in front of them.

Occasionally, lovers who had met by chance rushed over and knelt down to beg for mercy, but they were all bitten by poisonous snakes released by them.

man?

Just consumables.

Heitel's expression was cold.

in this land.

Human life is the least valuable thing.

Even for himself.

Finally, with an appreciative glance at Chanel's beautiful face, Heitel pulled open the linen robe and let the white jade skeleton stretch out the thin body.

Blood sacrifice.

Use yourself as a container to welcome the birth of "God"!

…

Luen, Backlund.

East End Church of Fools.

As a new official church, the number of Extraordinaries within the Church of Fools is actually extremely limited.

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Literally, almost none except management.

The people who maintain order and deal with various difficult problems on a daily basis are all so-called non-staff personnel.

For example, affiliated organizations such as Rose School, Dawn of Elements, and Iron Cross Society.

This time is no exception.

The elite backbones who were summoned in advance and drawn from various affiliated organizations were all put on the extraordinary exoskeleton armor developed by Bonova.

This set of equipment is very light. Not only does it not affect one's own movements and spiritual output, it even has a certain amplification effect, highlighting a family's great business and wealth.

The church has robbed the Lord God of his wealth and luck...

Sharon is still wearing the classic black palace dress, wearing a soft hat, with silky blond hair, petite and cute. Instead of holding an umbrella, she held an ancient coin in her hand.

"Teacher, please rest assured, I will definitely welcome you back to the world this time."

Sharon recalled her previous conversation with her teacher Reinette, and a rare trace of firmness appeared on her puppet-like face.

Since the teacher gave her the task of placing the "beacon".

Then she will definitely not fail.

Can't fail either! (End of chapter)