The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

"Yes, yes, your Excellency Mr. White." The vampire girl sneered, her perfunctory attitude evident in her words.

Emlyn couldn't help but feel a few veins popping out on his forehead.

Among his fellow vampires, the one he despised the most was Jenny Wesley.

Of course, he was the one that Jenny Wesleyan disdained the most.

The two of them are like fire and water, and neither of them is nice to the other.

Originally, Jenny Wesley had already moved to Eastchester County with her family, which made Emlyn happy for a long time. But this time, Marquis Nibais issued a blood clan decree, summoning almost all blood clan members, and Jenny Wesley was naturally among them, and returned to Backlund with the large army.

Emlyn had the support of the oracle and became the leader of his peers. Even many vampires with titles had to obey his orders. Jenny Wesley was naturally unhappy.

But Emlyn didn't know.

His enemy had long been swallowed up, and the one standing before him now was just a pretender, an extremely skilled thief...

Not wanting to waste time arguing with this annoying woman, Emlyn quickly signed the documents.

Jenny Wesley didn't let him go, and said, "It seems that there is something wrong in the warehouse at the back. Do you want to take a look?"

"What!" Emlyn was shocked when he heard this.

The warehouse is an important place for storing various medicines and must not be lost!

In a hurry, he didn't care about anything else and just walked back.

Jenny Wesleyan smiled contentedly and followed at a leisurely pace.

It was Emlyn's bad luck.

He had been frequently spotted on the streets of Backlund these days, and had been spotted by Amon.

As luck would have it, Amon lacked a way to understand The Fool and the Church of the Fool. After thinking for a moment, he decisively chose this vampire who walked with his head tilted up to the sky.

The possession went smoothly.

Emlyn was just a small Sequence 7, so how could he resist the power of the Angel King?

It was only because of the protection of the 'Ring of Lilith' that Amon was unable to completely devour Emlyn and only occupied this body temporarily.

But Amon didn't care too much. He only needed an identity to get close to the top leaders of the Church of Fools, and the rest didn't matter.

"Let me see... Wow, the memory is blocked again? Haha, expected. Wait, why did I say 'again'?" Amon controlled Emlyn to walk out of the warehouse, muttering to himself.

Coincidentally, Leonard, who was skilled, courageous and eager to make a contribution, relied on his agility to climb over the wall and landed directly in the backyard.

For a moment, their eyes met.

Amon and Leonard were both stunned.

Then, Grandpa Pales' voice suddenly became sharp, "Run!"

Leonard shuddered, turned around and jumped onto the wall without saying a word.

On the other side, Amon felt an indescribable ecstasy in his heart.

With a stretch of his hand, he closed the distance between the two parties.

Leonard only felt a flash before his eyes, and the next second, he actually came in front of the strange vampire.

"We haven't seen each other for so many years. Don't you want to catch up with me?" Amon pinched his eyes and said with a smile, "I think of you even in my dreams, Pales Zoroast."

Grandpa Pales suddenly felt hopeless.

He had never expected this.

In just over ten minutes, the suspicious little bat turned into Amon.

Was this a trap set for him from the beginning?

But, it doesn’t make sense.

The only explanation was that he was just unlucky enough to have encountered the Amontons.

Now it seems that the suspicious little bat is just the appetizer, and his old bones are the main course.

Thinking of this, Grandpa Pales simply decided not to run away.

Because he knew that he couldn't escape.

It is better to fight for survival than to die!

He said, "Boy, let me borrow your body for a while."

Without waiting for Leonard to reply, he took control of the body.

In an instant, Leonard's eyes became haggard.

Amon clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay, okay, it's rare that you are willing to chat with me."

Grandpa Pales snorted coldly and forced out several time worms that did not belong to him from his body.

He knew Amon too well.

Chat?

nonexistent.

This guy, who is known as the 'God of Mischief', is full of conspiracies and traps with every breath he takes!

"You are worthy of being able to see through my tricks." Amon still smiled.

But the next second, his smile suddenly froze.

Because he found that the person confronting him turned out to be someone else.

"Cunning old man!" Amon curled his lips.

This desperate fight was all an act.

With a thought, he once again stole the distance between them.

Grandpa Pales was touched and used the same trick again.

One chases and the other escapes.

Soon, Pales fled back to the Cathedral of St. Musser in the north district.

Amon didn't dare to chase him.

Because he knew that the Goddess of Night was a ruthless person, so it was no wonder that he would suffer a great loss.

However, not long after, Archbishop Anthony Stevenson himself came out holding a box.

When he saw Amon, he spoke gently, "The goddess ordered me to deliver this."

"Oh?" Amon was surprised.

Summoning up the courage, he opened the box, only to find a crystal column of light and shadow, with many time insects swimming and floating in it.

The Beyonder Characteristics of Sequence 1!

Amon hesitated when he got what he had been longing for.

what's the situation?

If today's events could be attributed to my good luck at the beginning, now it is just weird.

The goddess of night is showing her affection to me?

wrong.

How could I have such a good relationship with those gods?

Except for that paranoid who has some relations with me, the rest are all enemies!

Amon looked at the precious 'Time Worm' extraordinary characteristic and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Archbishop Anthony didn't care.

Although he was only a Sequence 3, as a true god's favored one, he was not afraid of secret evil gods like Amon. He put down the box and turned to walk into the Cathedral of Saint Musser.

After thinking it over, Amon still couldn't resist his instinctive desire and took the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Worm of Time' into his body.

However, spiritual warnings suddenly arise.

Without time to think, Amon gave up Emlyn's body that he had just obtained and disappeared into the void in an instant.

call--

The wind blows.

Emlyn suddenly came to his senses.

He scratched his head in confusion, "Hey, where am I?"

Meanwhile, in a baby room.

Jon put down the picture album and said with a smile: "So, which story is better, mine or yours?"

On the other side, Adam still had that calm expression, "This is not a story, this is a guide."

"All stories have a guide...what do you think?" Jon asked back.

Adam was silent for a moment, then nodded, "You're right."

Will Auceptin watched the two big guys standing beside his cradle and playing charades. He was so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe.

The fool is above, no wonder he feels that today's bad luck is particularly strong...

Time passed by second by second and no one spoke.

After a long while, Adam seemed to be unable to hold back and asked, "Your purpose should not only be to let Amon take action against George III, right?"

"Actually, I want him to come over and become the bell ringer for my master," Jon said seriously.

Adam was speechless.

Because there was really nothing to talk about between him and Amon Plus, whose personality was at least a hundred times worse and whose abilities were enhanced countless times.

The only criterion for action of this existence is interest.

Adam felt completely calm when he thought that the biggest threat facing the world was this erratic thing.

He couldn't help but wonder, was his planning over the years really meaningful...

After thinking it over, Adam still couldn't figure it out, so he decided to leave. "No matter what, I still support him."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure gradually became blurred and he left here in a strange way.

Will Auceptin heaved a sigh of relief.

Turning his head, a flattering smile appeared on his chubby little face, "The great master of destiny, the great John Joestar..."

Lick the dog?

Licking the snake!

Jon waved his hand to interrupt him, "Xiao Wei, you are smart, you should know what to say and what not to say."

"Of course, of course~" Will Auceptin put his two little hands together and couldn't help rubbing them.

Is it wrong for the Beyonders on the Path of ‘Destiny’ to fear fate?

That's right.

Completely in line with the role-playing method.

Rolling his eyes, he said, "Master, what should I do next? Change their luck?"

A butterfly's wings can stir up a storm.

Not to mention the 'Mercury Snake'.

This is why Leonard and Emlyn are so unlucky.

However, it wasn't that Jon and Will Auceptin were doing anything malicious on purpose.

But the fate of the two people is just like this.

Emlyn, who is too high-profile, will be possessed by Amon;

And Grandpa Pales is destined to lose his extraordinary characteristics.

Jon simply pressed the fast-forward button and omitted the process.

In short, he directly used the "Scarlet King" to save as much process as possible, fast-forward to the final result, and then change the result by making another move.