The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

Even if it's just a fantasy, it shouldn't be so outrageous.

Adam subconsciously felt it was unreliable.

But I thought about what would happen if I merged with the real creator.

maybe.

It's really possible to do such an outrageous thing.

After all, when they merge into one, they become the ancient sun god who suppresses all weirdness!

"I have some ideas, but it's too early to talk about them now. Anyway..." Adam waved his hand and imagined his own 'Church of Bones'. "First, let you have some fun with Amon. When you have time, we can talk about other things."

Chapter 616: Busy Mr. Fate (Part )

Adam didn't want to accept this ending.

But he had to accept it.

Time returns to the present——

"Yeah, it's about time."

After releasing his mental invisibility, Adam calmly appeared in front of Amon.

Amon was stunned.

Then his expression became a little complicated, "You..."

"What is divided will become one." Adam repeated what he had just said, staring at Amon calmly, "When that happens, I will become even more powerful."

"Will you still be you by then?" Amon asked.

Adam didn't answer.

But the answer to this question is clear to both of them.

"Okay." After a moment's silence, Amon pinched his eyes, "If this is your choice."

Adam glanced at Jon, who was pretending to be invisible, and said calmly, "Imagination symbolizes the mind and cannot be the cornerstone to immortality."

"Cornerstone...what do you mean!" Amon seemed to have thought of something.

At this time, Jon said with a smile: "I remember that Oxus and the god of war Badhair are allies?"

After hearing this, Amon muttered to himself: "Stealing the sun? It sounds like a big challenge."

Then he changed the subject, “But, I like it.”

-

Klein pinched his brows lightly and gradually perfected his plan in his mind.

"If we approach the target rashly, the other party will definitely notice it, but my several secret dolls can cooperate with each other."

"Sherlock Moriarty's identity is a good bait. After all, no one likes the Aurora Society."

"Then, I just need a suitable opportunity to get in touch with Verster's godfather, Archbishop Loveman..."

Just as I was thinking about it, a figure appeared silently.

Klein was alert at first and put his hands in his pockets.

He stared at Jon and said in a deep voice: "Password!"

"I bought the oranges." Jon cooperated very well.

Hearing this, Klein's eyes flashed with an embarrassment that was imperceptible to others, a mixture of shame and nostalgia.

But he hid his feelings well, lowered his guard and asked, "Did you find Amon?"

Jon raised his chin, "Ha, who do you think I am? I, Jon Joestar, a dual-path true god, can't handle a single-path angel?"

“Then you are truly the most unimpressive true god I have ever seen…” Klein thought to himself.

But he flattered her: "I knew that if it was you, Amon would not be able to escape."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

Jon frowned, "What?"

“Boss, you killed an angel on earth. You eat the meat, but you have to let me drink the soup.” Klein said as a matter of course: “I am a senior victim of Amon. I deserve some mental damages.”

"Who told you that I killed Amon?" Jon raised the corner of his mouth, "I just said that Amon should not harass you in the near future. I didn't say that I would get rid of him."

He approached Klein and asked, "By the way, did you misunderstand something?"

and so--

Amon is not dead?

Klein suddenly felt unhappy.

Just now he wanted to rush outside and set off two firecrackers to celebrate.

Is this the result?

Klein thought of the various Amons that had been around almost all the time during that period, and his monocle phobia was about to set in.

I thought I would take care of the naughty kid when my big brother came back, but who would have thought...

Ugh.

The backer fell.

Only relying on yourself is the most stable.

Thinking of this, he cleared his throat and said, "Your Majesty, the great Jon Joestar, I sincerely invite you to watch a thrilling drama with twists and turns."

The promotion ceremony of the 'Master of Secret Puppetry': relying on one's own strength and planning, in front of many spectators, directing a grand drama to murder a demigod or an equivalent extraordinary creature.

As expected, someone from the Church of the God of War is going to be in trouble.

-

Alger stayed in the captain's room somewhat nervously.

He wanted to pick up the premium rum at hand and take a few sips several times, but finally gave up.

When the clock hands pointed to six o'clock.

Alger stood up and lit the red candle that had been prepared long ago. He then cut open the essential oil and holy ointment, took out some and smeared it on the human skull stained with the blood of the sea beast.

Then, the famous fleet leader began to pray in front of the magic circle.

"Great Lord of the Abyss, you are the ruler of demons; the master of aliens; the source of all curses. Your follower, Al Jay Wilson, requests your attention."

call--

An evil wind blew.

Everything in the captain's room was painted blood red.

At the same time, Alger seemed to hear countless painful groans and roars in his ears.

The many strange phenomena almost caused this Sequence 5 Ocean Singer to lose control.

Fortunately, those strange phenomena only appeared for a moment.

As a person walked out of the magic circle, the captain's room returned to its normal appearance.

"Hi, Alger." Jon greeted with a smile.

Alger didn't dare to be so casual.

He lowered his head respectfully, not even daring to look at the great being before him.

Because he was afraid that if he looked up, he would go into inevitable madness.

"Don't worry, the one who appears here is just my ash clone." Jon said easily.

As he spoke, he looked around Captain Alger's cabin and couldn't help but praise him, "It can be seen that you've been doing well lately."

"All of them..." Alger gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

He raised his head, as if he had spent a lot of courage to look at Jon in front of him, "It's all thanks to you."

After setting sail from the port of Backlund, John and Alger began their journey to find the 'Undying King' Arituga.

It didn't take much effort for John to take away the extraordinary characteristics of this notorious pirate king (ghost ship), and all the inheritance he left behind went to Alger.

With his status as a member of the Church of Fool, Alger's life became better and better. His family assets gradually grew from the Blue Avenger to a fleet of seven or eight large ships.

Now that he had met the bishops of the Church of Storms, Alger no longer felt the pain in his waist or legs, and even spoke with more confidence.

"You deserve this, no need to thank me." Jon waved his hand.

Changing the subject, "You need to be prepared recently. We will need your help in the next few operations."

Hearing this, Alger immediately perked up his nerves and said, "Please give me your orders."

"First, before leaving the real world, the Black Emperor left the church with several coordinates of hidden treasures. You go and find them."

"After you're done with this, I want you to go to Index to pick up two people and bring them back to Backlund."

"Okay." Alger nodded again.

After a pause, he asked cautiously, "Who are you picking up?"

"'Mysterious Queen' Bernadette and her brother, Angel of the Church of Steam, Bonois Gustave."

Alger opened his mouth.

He had many questions in his mind, but when he met those eyes that were as calm as an ancient well, he nodded gently, "Okay."

Ask less and do more, and identify yourself correctly.

Mr. Hanged Man warned himself secretly.

Jon patted Alger's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "You are steady and reliable, I am always at ease with you, Mr. Fool also praised you highly, work hard, I will give you a promotion in a few years, and you can be an angel for fun."

Being an angel... for fun?

The understated words struck Alger like thunder in his heart.

If someone else said this, he would definitely be disdainful and laugh at it.

But the one standing before him at this moment was the only dual-path true God in history (according to Alger’s shallow understanding)!

Apart from anything else, if he directly pretends to be a "criminal", it would be hard for a saint to escape, but a demigod would definitely not be able to escape.

However, if it weren't for special circumstances, Alger would not have acted rashly given his cautious nature.

I can only say that knowing a big boss gives you an extra way out.

Therefore, he must complete the tasks assigned by the boss seriously!

After a few more pleasantries, Jon looked at the clock on the wall and said to Alger, "I'm a little busy today, so I won't stay here with you to chat. Backlund has some things for me to tell him."

After hearing this, Alger bowed and said, "Take care."

Jon didn't try to correct the other person's attitude.

After all, his identity is different now. If he is still the same as before, Alger himself will probably feel very uncomfortable.

In fact, it is a great honor to be able to talk to a real god face to face...

From this perspective, it would not be an exaggeration for Alger to add "True God's Blessed One" to his honorific name in the future.

-

Backlund, the capital of the Kingdom of Loen.

Joestar Manor.

It was extremely rare that Audrey, Sharon and Emlyn visited this not-so-large manor at the same time.

The kind Mr. Azik received the three people.

Facing the Angel of Death, they showed great restraint.

Even Emlyn, who was the most arrogant and reckless, behaved himself, fearing that he would do something rude.

"Wait a moment. Sir Jon is having a great conversation with someone. Please wait in the reception room for a while." Mr. Azik brought tea and snacks to the three of them like an old butler.

It is worth mentioning that among these exquisite snacks, there are some that are slightly bizarre in appearance.