The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

Emlyn, who should have died, only suffered temporary amnesia.

The swallowed Grandpa Pales was able to survive as a Sequence 2.

what?

Intervene and change the outcome?

It's not that Jon can't.

But don't want to.

Just like Adam said.

Amon obtained the extraordinary characteristics of the "Time Worm", which was beneficial to the next action.

Grandpa Pales was destined to lose his extraordinary characteristics. Either he would be snatched away by Amon or handed over to Klein in the future. He would be demoted anyway. It would be better for him to adapt early so that he wouldn't have to live in fear and caution.

After hearing what Will Auceptin said, Jon shook his head. "What's the point of changing your luck? They are doing fine. Compared to this, do you feel that the 'destined day' has come? The sooner you become a god, the sooner you can help."

Hearing this, Will Auceptin smiled and said, "Hehe, with the Lord here, I feel that I can accommodate uniqueness at any time, and every day is a 'destined day'."

Respect fate and serve fate.

This is the correct way to play the 'Mercury Snake'!

Jon nodded in satisfaction.

Compared to the stupid snake Ouroboros, Will Auceptin, the little fleshy worm, is more pleasing to the eye.

Chapter 462 The King’s Speech

That night, Klein learned that Amon had obtained the last Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic.

He was frightened and uneasy.

But in the end, everything returned to calm.

It has already happened, there is no use thinking about it.

Regardless of who will win in the end, even if we take a step back and say that we really can't win the fight, what's wrong with just pretending to be brave?

There is the glorious case of our fellow villager Huang Tao. Whoever wants to be the fortune teller can be the fortune teller!

Of course, brazenly jumping into the enemy's trap was only the worst-case scenario. Klein would never risk his life and sanity unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Is Leonard okay?" After calming himself down, Klein asked with concern.

"What could possibly happen?" Jon said calmly, "He is a follower of the night after all. Even if Pales Zoroast dies, he will not die."

Hearing this, Klein felt relieved.

The parasite in Leonard's body lost the Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristics, so Amon would no longer bother him, which was a good thing for Leonard personally.

I just hope that after such an unpleasant experience, that kid won't suffer from PTSD like Miss Temperance...

After pondering for a moment, Klein continued, "Recently, there have been more and more new faces from the southern continent in the city. Through divination, I speculate that the remnants of the Rose School should be looking for the property left by Sua and others."

"Don't tell me about such small problems. Try to solve them yourself." Jon waved his hand.

After a pause, he suggested, "Communicate more with Sharon, Maric, and our newly joined unlucky vampires. They will be happy to help you deal with those people."

Klein nodded.

Jon looked at Klein and warned him, "Because of the air raid on Feysac, the speech has been moved up. Be prepared. You will be facing the angels and holy spirits of the Augustus family. By the way, do you know the locations of those secret tombs?"

Hearing this, Klein turned the ring and chuckled, "Of course. As for the angels of the Augustus family... don't worry, Chick still has some power, enough for me to shine the last rays of the original witch."

Jon smiled and shrugged noncommittally, "I hope you won't cry and ask me to save you then..."

Klein said nothing, turned around and left decisively, leaving Jon with a pretty back.

Jon shook his head and looked towards the corner of the study. "Have you investigated it clearly?"

After saying that, the Red Angel Evil Spirit emerged from the wall and said, "We've checked it out."

"The mastermind behind this is the current guardian of Feysac, the descendant of Einhorn."

"Like George III, he wanted to launch a war that would sweep across the continent, intending to ascend to the throne with enough victories."

Jon scratched his brow, "Einhorn, your descendants are quite promising."

The Red Angel Evil Spirit chuckled, "Of course, he is my blood relative after all."

As soon as the words fell, two more voices came out, "However, their ancestors who were so proud of them have fallen into such a situation."

"Shame on you Einhorn, so shameful!"

The three of them started arguing endlessly, so Jon quickly drew their attention back to himself and said, “Einhorn is from the royal family of Feysac;

The descendants of Sauron live in Intis and were once the royal family, but now they have fallen;

Medici, your descendants will guard Bansi Harbor for a long time..."

Speaking of Bansy Harbor, Jon changed the subject and said, "It's incredible there. There is a treasure there that even I want."

Hearing this, the Red Angel's evil eyes flashed.

Could it be that the treasure that caught the Angel King's eye is the uniqueness of a certain sequence?

However, they could never imagine that the things hidden in Bansy Harbor were countless times more precious than uniqueness.

It was a city of disaster that could be compared to the Chaos Sea, Sefirah Castle, and other sources.

……

……

Public speaking is actually part of the deification ritual.

To become the "Black Emperor", one must first have a country of his own. The second step is to bind his name to the "Emperor" and make it common knowledge among the people, and to establish a set of strict, complex, yet common sense-breaking rules. Then, drive the people to build nine secret mausoleums. After entering one of them, take a Sequence 0 potion in a sacrifice held in different locations with the participation of most of the people, and officially be promoted!

George III met all the above conditions.

Country——The Kingdom of Loen.

Emperor's title: George III.

Rules – various reform bills.

Secret Tomb-A large number of people in the East District disappeared and were sold to various places to build tombs.

The speech is the last step!

On this day, the sky was filled with dark clouds and the sun was invisible, which made people feel depressed for no reason.

Although such foggy days were common to Backlund, after experiencing the air raid, the grayness seemed to have some other meaning.

Fors went out, which was rare.

Because she had received inside information, the crisis was resolved and there would be no other danger.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Xianyu has gone out in more than a month.

Next to her was Hugh, who was wearing a black hunting suit and white gloves.

The young and petite 'sheriff' looked at the numbness and grief on the faces of the ordinary people around him and sighed softly.

The price of bread has gone up, the price of kerosene has gone up, the price of medicine has gone up.

Many people died in the air raids.

And the survivors can no longer live happily.

If it weren't for the major churches and the recently emerged Blood Cross Rescue Team that have been helping the suffering people for free, there might have been a riot in the city, ushering in a second disaster...

"What's wrong with this world?" Xio muttered to himself.

She is kind and upright, willing to fight any evil to the end, but she is powerless to change the current situation.

Fors blinked and patted her friend's shoulder. "Maybe we can't do anything, but at least we still have each other."

Meeting those dark brown eyes, Quinn nodded.

Having friends around is perhaps the greatest comfort so far.

The two walked forward in silence.

As they approached the central square, more and more people appeared around them.

These people were either dressed in formal suits and carrying canes, or in short clothes with trousers and jackets.

Like drops of water pouring into a riverbed.

Finally, at the entrance of the square, the river took shape.

Fortunately, Foles and Hugh arrived early and chose a good position.

——This avoids the embarrassment of Xio not being able to see clearly in front of him due to his height.

Looking around, Fors saw many strange things on the gray-white stone pillar standing in the center of the square. They were big at one end and small at the other, painted with dark blue paint, like some kind of connecting cables.

Below the stone pillars, there were teams of soldiers wearing red shirts and white trousers. They were carrying gray-white metal backpacks, holding steam rifles of complex structures and large calibers, and looking around vigilantly.

"I've seen that kind of gun. It's said to be the latest product of the Academy of Sciences. It usually costs 50 gold pounds to get one on the black market. And those things on the stone pillars should be loudspeakers, which are often used by Intis..." Xio lowered his voice and couldn't help revealing to his friend the secret information that only those who often operate in the gray area can know.

Fors blinked and took a few steps back without making a sound.

To be honest, she regretted standing so close to the front.

As citizens poured in one after another, the square became bustling and lively.

Time passed little by little, and when the hour hand of the clock in the big square pointed to the number nine, the strange things on the stone pillars suddenly made a rustling sound.

Finally, it turned into a deep and majestic voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am your Emperor and ruler of East Balam and the Roste Islands, George Augustus III."

"I am very happy and sad to tell you that we have finally stopped the first phase of the attack by the Feysac people and thwarted their plan to destroy Loen within two months."

"But too many outstanding young people died in this air raid and on the Kingdom's frontline battlefields... I mean, they should have had a better future, should have grown old with their parents, matured with their spouses, and spent a complete childhood with their children."

"However, the Feysac people destroyed it all!"

As George III spoke, there was some commotion among the crowd around him.

Sobs were heard everywhere, and the sad emotions were gathering bit by bit.

Hugh and Fowles' eyes also turned red.

The emotion came so violently.

They thought that this might be related to the fact that they had seen too many numb and painful people on the road...

"Let us all be here in silence for our heroes."

"Ladies and gentlemen, repeat after me in your hearts, in the name of Emperor George III, may the souls of the fallen heroes rest in peace, and may they be eternal in their own countries where they believe in God."

These words seemed to have magical power, and George III's already majestic voice became even more irresistible.

All the people present, including Hugh and Fowles, lowered their heads involuntarily, clasped their hands together, and silently said in their hearts: "In the name of Emperor George III..."

However, amid the people's silence, George III did not make any move, but just winked at the people around him.

Instantly, an angel-level distortion force field descended, and George III's trusted guards immediately began their performance.

He first took out a mass of squirming flesh and stuck it to himself, and then his entire appearance became exactly like George III.

Without Adam's assistance, George III cleverly played a trick of "using someone else's power to replace someone else's".

He himself took a step back, as if escaping into the shadow of the rules and disappearing completely.

the other side.

Klein, who had been paying attention to the movements on the platform, had a stern look in his eyes, and a dangerous and cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“It’s really nothing new.” Klein muttered to himself.

Before this, she had done many "rehearsals" in her mind, and even asked knowledgeable Holy Spirit angels such as Azik and Bernadette to deduce possible scenarios together.

George III's behavior turned out to be just as they had guessed!

Seeing this, Bernadette no longer hesitated, flipped her hand, and directly took out an object from the secret space. It looked like a miniature kettle, but a wick stretched out from the mouth of the kettle.

Under the gaze of everyone, Bernadette stroked the surface of this extraordinary object covered with mysterious symbols with her right hand.

The wick burned silently, and the light emitted by the flame flowed upward like a sticky stream, forming an illusory light golden figure.