The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

The dazzling white light instantly sealed off the entire underground space.

The hired thugs finally came to their senses and locked onto Jon in the hall.

"It's him, the magic chanter!"

"This is faith magic. That guy should be a priest."

"No matter who he is, he must die!"

"Kill!"

Although it was a one-on-many battle, Jon seemed to be able to handle it with ease. He cast various enhancement spells on himself and raised his fists.

Bang bang bang bang!

He was like a god of war, rampaging through the underground nest with reckless abandon.

At the same time, Demiurge in the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick silently memorized key words such as "justice", "decisiveness", "impulsiveness", and "doing things without considering the consequences".

For this kind of people, there is undoubtedly a lot of room for maneuver.

However, we cannot draw conclusions easily, we need to observe further...

As I thought about this, the picture in the mirror changed again.

After dealing with a group of small thugs, a very important figure finally appeared in the depths of the dark nest.

The man was thin, with neatly cut short golden brown hair. The most peculiar thing was that he not only wore eye shadow, but also lipstick.

Arriving at the hall in a pretentious manner, Kirkdoyle raised his orchid finger and whispered in a sharp voice, "Although my strength has declined recently due to the decree of Her Royal Highness the Princess, my territory is not a place where any random person can do whatever they want."

As he said this, he looked behind him, "What do you think? Suqiulonte."

As he spoke, a burly man with a scar at the corner of his mouth responded.

He smiled, and then said with interest: "What a coincidence, I wanted to relax, but I ran into such a stunned young man."

The two of them talked freely, not taking Jon seriously at all.

Demiurge, who was on duty, introduced them to the other Guardians at the right time: "These two are both members of 'Eight Fingers'.

The so-called 'eight fingers' is named after the 'God of Thieves', a subordinate god of the God of Earth, who has only eight fingers.

The organization is a criminal gang divided into eight departments: slave trading, assassination, smuggling, theft, drug trafficking, bodyguards, finance, and gambling. It is a huge organization that dominates the kingdom's underground world and has the power to threaten a country. "

The guardians understood.

Ainz said, “So, the real culprit behind the human trafficking case in the capital is… ahem, I mean, as expected of Demiurge, his ability to gather intelligence is truly amazing.”

Demiurge touched his chest and saluted, "Thank you for the compliment, Ainz-sama. It was only because of your advance planning that I was able to respond."

Ainz: ???

What the hell? When did I plan this?

But there are more questions that I can't figure out. When facing Demiurge, the more you say, the more mistakes you make. The less you say, the fewer mistakes you make. It's not bad to say nothing.

Well, it’s better to just keep quiet.

Ainz nodded solemnly.

Demiurge was immediately extremely excited, and felt that he had finally managed to catch up with the Supreme Being's thoughts...

Back in the dark nest of the royal capital, Kirkdoyle and Succulent looked at Jon unscrupulously.

After looking at him for a while, Kirkdoyle was pleasantly surprised. "I didn't expect you to be such a handsome man. Haha, that's perfect. Since you beat up my people, I'll use you to pay off the debt."

Kirk Doyle, gender male, hobbies male.

Jon spread his hands and said, "Knock me down if you can. Otherwise, none of you can escape."

Wow, what a loud tone!

Succulent drew the dagger from his waist. He stared at Jon and said with a smile, "You are so unlucky to have met me. If I am not mistaken, you should have the mark of a gold-level adventurer. Sorry, I am a steel-level one..."

Still talking.

Suddenly, a sword blade appeared from behind Jon.

Jon didn't dodge or evade, and suddenly a bright light appeared around him.

Shaqiulonte's eyes suddenly became blurry and he instinctively took a few steps back.

Jon took advantage of the situation with an elbow.

With a bang, Succulent was knocked away and rolled on the ground for seven or eight times before gradually stopping.

"Steel grade, is that all?" Jon sneered, showing his contempt to the fullest.

Not far away, Kirkdoyle was dumbfounded.

God of Thieves, what did he see?

That Succulent Dragon, the famous 'Phantom Demon', was actually knocked over by an elbow from a young man?

how can that be!

You know, Suqiulonte belongs to the 'Six Arms'.

'Six Arms' is the special security department of 'Eight Fingers', and everyone in it has the strength of fine steel.

Although Succulent is not good at frontal combat, not everyone can see through his illusions.

At least, Kirkdoyle himself didn't know when Suqiulonte got behind that guy...

However, Suqiulonte suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of fear, "With this kind of power... who are you?"

"Who am I? Listen to me, I am JOJO, a member of the 'Phantom Troupe', a gold-rank adventurer from E-Rantel, and a messenger of the gods walking in the world!"

Jon said as he showed the cross bracelet on his wrist.

The cross swayed in the wind and suddenly became larger, becoming more than one meter tall. It was obviously some kind of magical prop with magical powers.

With a bang, Jon stuck the cross upside down into the ground.

With a thought in mind, he hooked his finger, "Come, count your sins."

The following scene is too bloody and there are not many twists and turns.

Succulent and Kirkdoyle were easily knocked down by Jon and could not get up again.

He did not let any of the gangsters or the dukes and nobles who came here for fun go, and simply burned them to ashes with a single shot of "Divine Words".

Not only that, Jon also gathered the boys and girls who had fallen into this devil's cave and said in a voice that was almost the same as usual: "Bathe in the divine light, and you will be reborn."

As the light of apocalypse fell, many hidden dangers and diseases in the body quickly disappeared, and those painful memories were also shattered by the power of the true God...

This kind act made Ainz and other powerful aliens look at each other with different expressions.

Demiurge, however, pushed up his glasses, and suddenly a brilliant idea came to his mind. He said respectfully to his superior, "Lord Ainz, with this incident, perhaps we can move forward with our plan."

Ainz was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Are you talking about Plan A or Plan B?"

Demiurge smiled and said, "It was Plan A before, but now, Plan B is more appropriate.

Of course, the two plans can be carried out at the same time. 'Pursuing the princess' and 'offending the nobles' are not in conflict with each other. As long as JOJO has no foothold in the human world, it will be fine.

Until then, Lord Ainz, please condescend to fake your own death and destroy his last hope and bond.

All light will turn into darkness.

And the gates of Nazarick will open to him."

Chapter 374: The situation is escalating, asking for help from "Cang Qiangwei"

"You mean... the mastermind behind the missing persons case has been arrested?"

"But it's been less than five hours since we separated."

"Alone? Mr. Feifei, what do you mean by 'alone'?"

"Is that so...Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work."

"I'm so sorry, I have some things to deal with today, see you tomorrow."

In the princess' bedroom, Lana showed a flawless gentle smile and took the initiative to interrupt the magical communication.

As she finished speaking, a priceless scroll in front of her began to burn fiercely.

But Lana pretended not to hear and just murmured to herself: "You are carrying a secret that can change the world. Ha, I really underestimated you..."

Coming back to her senses, she gently stroked her soft lips, "Now, I'm a little interested."

However, although she was happy, she did not forget the important matter. She took off her long white gloves, revealing the bloody five-pointed star printed on the back of her hand.

He waved his hand and drew a magic circle in the air.

In a blink of an eye, a strong and ominous magical power sealed off the bedroom.

At the same time, a dark shadow with an unclear face gathered in front of Lana.

"It seems that you already know the news." The black shadow chuckled.

Lana was also smiling, her smile was cold and twisted, "Yeah, I didn't expect Mr. JOJO to be better than we thought."

The black shadow said calmly: "This is not surprising. He is very powerful. He can almost be said to be the strongest human being."

"The strongest human being"?

Lana was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but ask, "If it's a fully armed warrior leader, how does Gazef Stronoff compare to him?"

"I understand what you mean... I can tell you with certainty that the so-called warrior commander is nothing in front of him." The black shadow said lightly.

As he spoke, he gathered black energy and conjured up scenes in front of Lana that happened in the underground nest a few hours ago.

Even though Lana's mind was different from that of an ordinary person, when she saw the magnificent holy light of apocalypse, she couldn't help but cover her mouth gently to express her surprise.

But then, an irresistible greed emerged from the bottom of her heart - she must get this man!

Of course, this didn't mean that she had developed any love for Jon, but rather a simple deep desire for a 'good tool'.

Clem is good.

But it's just 'good'.

From the words of powerful warriors such as the Warrior Captain, Lana had long known indirectly that "her boy" would not achieve much in this life.

In the brutal political struggle, strong personal force is indispensable.

Didn’t you see that her father was so mediocre and incompetent that he was almost marginalized by the nobles, but he still sat firmly on the throne and lived out his life in peace.

It's because the "strongest warrior" Gazef Stronoff is the king's loyal dog!

——In this country, no great noble can bear the full force of the Warrior Captain’s revenge.

But then again, how can she win over a strong man like JOJO?

that power?

status?

wealth?

Or...beauty?

Somehow, when this thought came to her mind, Lana felt a little wet somewhere on her body.

It's like when you first meet someone, you don't feel anything for him because of his ordinary appearance, but after you know he is the richest man in the world, his ordinary appearance will become pleasing to the eye...

"I can tell from your expression that you are planning something." The black shadow said in a light tone, and seemed happy to see this development.

Lana didn't try to hide it and blinked, "Oh, you saw through it?"

Changing the subject, "Lord Jaldabaoth, what do you think I should do?"

"How to do it?" The black shadow said meaningfully, "You already have the answer in your mind, right? Why bother asking me?"

Lana seemed to be deliberately speaking to the shadow demon opposite her, or as if she was muttering to herself, "I like it most when others show that pitiful expression like a puppy in front of me.

Whether it’s Climb or anyone else, when I meet someone I like, I can’t help but want to take off my shoes and step on their heads.”

"Let me guess, this is the reward you give them? What a bad taste." The black shadow put his finger on his forehead, as if there was a pair of glasses on it.

After a moment's silence, he continued, "There is a lot of room for maneuver in the conflict between JOJO and the nobles. If possible, I hope you can start from this aspect."

“As expected of Lord Jaldabaoth, you guessed my thoughts exactly.” Lana lifted the hem of her skirt and gave a noble salute to the shadow demon in front of her. “I will take good care of this matter. Please wait for my good news.”