Terima Gran saw it, but did not urge him, and just said: "The Church of the God of War is connected by blood and kinship. As for two people who have nothing to do with each other, they are established as father and son.

Of course, they are called adoptive father and adopted son, but in reality they are master and apprentice.

How about this, you think about it carefully these days, and it won’t be too late to give me an answer after you have thought it through.”

After hearing this, Klein's thoughts drifted away.

That's the calculation.

He needed to set a date with Jon so that they could start at the same time.

The words are divided into two parts——

South of the Kingdom of Loen, Bansi Island.

A very distinctive bay island with pleasant scenery.

Jon was holding a glass of sweet iced tea and talking to the people around him with interest.

"Don't always say that I'm targeting you. I didn't leave this good opportunity for anyone else, but for you. How about it? Are you touched?"

Next to him, the girl in a palace gauze dress and a small hat pinched her eyes with an impatient expression. But due to the powerful strength of the people around her, she dared not refute and could only walk forward sullenly, like a proud black cat.

"What's wrong, Mengmeng? Are you feeling unwell?" Jon said as he naturally put his hand on Amon's shoulder and pinched it quietly.

Uh……

Just like Klein's female body was named Krenie by him.

Jon also named Amon's female body - Amen.

"Get out!" Amon gnashed his teeth in anger.

At their level, they have long since gotten rid of the vulgar tastes of men and women.

Amon couldn't think of any other reason why this guy was so clumsy except that he was disgusted by him.

Jon listened to the advice, took his hand back, and said with a smile: "I see that you are very good at pretending to be a woman. Maybe you are born to be a mythical creature with a feminine nature."

“Oh, it would be a huge joke if a bunch of bugs had genders.” In order to avoid being teased again, Amon made a self-deprecating comment.

Jon's expression straightened up, "What's wrong with bugs? Bugs are cute too."

Amon: ...

Maybe I'm not a human, but you are a real dog.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

I've self-destructed so many times before due to various reasons, and each time I self-destructed, I left behind some Time Worms. Damn it, could this Star Evil God (pervert) have done something with my Time Worms? !

Amon just felt a daze behind him.

Unconsciously, the distance between the two sides widened.

Unexpectedly, Jon took the initiative to approach and stared at Amon with an extremely aggressive look, "Baby, where are you going?"

"Go away!!!"

Scored twice.

After breaking Amon's defense twice in a short period of time, Jon was finally satisfied and put away the primitive desire that naturally emanated from him.

Due to some special reasons, he did not suppress the influence of the new extraordinary sequence on this body. In this way, without ascending to the big level, he could better experience the commonalities of the three sequences so that he could smoothly ascend to the old days.

The old 'Mother Tree of Desire' is composed of three paths: 'Criminal' + 'Prisoner' + 'Miser'.

John has become a Sequence 0 of a 'criminal' and 'prisoner'. As long as he completes the 'Miser' and accommodates the Shadow World, one of the nine source substances, he can replace it and become the real 'Mother Tree of Desire'.

By then, he can have children with whoever he wants!

cough cough...

The above is all a joke.

The most important thing is to relieve the pressure on Klein when the end of the world comes.

Poor Amon still naively believed that Jon Joestar was only touching this temporary body to disgust him. Little did he know that Joestar, who had always been unconventional and daring, really wanted to pluck this delicate flower of his.

Closer to home.

Jon and Amon strolled through Bansy Harbor like two common tourists.

Although both of them were well-dressed, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, no one noticed them.

Amon looked around and sighed, "Even after so many years, we can still find some traces of Medici here, the place where the Red Angel preached. I didn't expect..."

"What? You missed him. I can call the evil spirit of Medici over so that you can reminisce with him." Jon responded with a smile.

Amon curled his lips.

How did Medici fall? Even if others don't know, does he know it?

In order for Alistair Tudor to take the throne, he and Adam personally took action against their former companions.

If Medici saw him, he would surely be so excited that tears would well up in his eyes and he would pounce on him like a mad dog, right?

Amon considers himself a respectable man.

I don't like such disgraceful things.

He pretended not to hear what was said and pretended to admire a flower by the roadside.

Jon chuckled and didn't continue talking about this topic.

All the way deep.

The two came to a very famous local restaurant.

Jon was a gentleman and pulled out a chair for Amon.

This caused Amon to roll his eyes.

Don’t really treat me as a woman!

Think so.

But his body was very honest and he sat down obediently.

"A cold cut platter of fish, seafood soup and toast, and a bottle of your specialty wine. Oh, and give this beautiful lady a glass of water, free of charge."

Amon: ???

be sick.

Do you have to disgust me even when you order a dish?

The waiter was stunned.

But they still delivered the dishes that Jon ordered.

Of course, I didn’t forget Amon’s free glass of water.

"This trick is very old-fashioned." Amon sneered while drinking water.

Jon added, "But it works."

Amon stopped talking immediately.

Putting down the cup, he lowered his voice and said, "You said you would take me to see the source essence. Where is the source essence?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? It's not even dark yet and you're already thinking about random things?" Jon gave Amon an ambiguous look.

Amon's hair stood on end.

This look?

Bro, are you serious?

Soon, Jon returned to normal and said calmly: "In three hours, you will witness the power of the source."

Amon took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then I'll wait and see."

Chatting about this and that.

Plus good food and wine.

A mere three hours wasn't that hard to endure.

But for Amon, having to endure Jon's various "teasings" continuously and uninterruptedly can be said to be living a life of misery.

The clock points to eight o'clock in the evening.

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became a little weird.

Amon pinched his eye sockets as if realizing something, "Such a strong smell of disaster."

Accompany his words.

The guests who were dining elegantly one second began to wolf down their food the next second.

Amon saw with his own eyes that an elegant lady was eating like a pig, burying her head in the plate and eating, as if she was a ghost who had been hungry for hundreds of years.

"Some kind of independent special space?" Amon was well-informed, but for a moment he couldn't tell the source of the abnormality here.

Jon said calmly: "The power of the origin has affected the real world, pulling the projections of people and objects into this fake city. If no one disturbs them, they will return to normal after this period of time, but."

As he said this, he wiped his mouth and stood up as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, many pairs of eyes filled with malice were staring in this direction.

"What are you looking at!" Jon cursed without any manners, "If you look again, my companions will cook you into corpse oil rice."

Amon: ???

I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.

Feeling those horrifying looks, even though Amon was born a mythical creature, it was a bit too much for him.

No other reason.

The power of the source is above him.

"Guest, please pay attention to the dining order, otherwise I will be very troubled." The lobby manager came over with a gloomy face, his hands behind his back and a cold attitude.

Jon shrugged and said, "Moe, I'll leave it to you."

Amon cursed inwardly, but had to take action.

Surprisingly, he easily stole everything from the other party.

Unfortunately, this 'everything' includes pollution.

Amon's entire body began to churn like boiling water, with twelve-segmented rings of time worms emerging from his body.

Jon laughed and said, "First lesson, stealing is risky, so be careful. Do you really think that source essence is so easy to get?"

"You..." Amon wanted to retort, but the pollution in his body was too serious.

Although he can abandon his current body to get rid of the pollution, he will not give up until he sees the legendary source!

"Any evil will eventually be brought to justice." Jon shook his head.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

The red fire suddenly appeared out of nowhere, mercilessly burning everything around it.

Bones and blood, soul and flesh.

They all turned to ashes in front of the fire of the abyss.

pollute?

I'm sorry, I, Qiao, am the biggest source of pollution.

Amon, who was still fighting against pollution, suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth.

This is not a physiological phenomenon, but a certain psychological impact.

What level is this guy at?

True God?

Old days?

Or... a higher realm.

as predicted.

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