The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

They were all full of fear of the person in front of them.

Jon nodded with satisfaction, "That's right."

He looked at the other two Medici and said with a smile, "How is it? Is your new body useful?"

The response he received was an unspeakable silence.

Tens of seconds later.

Medici and the others spoke.

"Why did we merge?"

"Who are Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup?"

"What is synchronization rate?"

Jon smiled and said, "I've already said that I used my authority to create these three bodies... To be specific, I mixed honey, spices, and various sweet ingredients together, and then added the mysterious chemical element "X" to create them."

"As for why they merged? The principle is too complicated, I don't want to explain it."

"Flower, Bubbles and Buttercup, the principle is too complicated, I don't want to explain it."

"Synchronization rate, uh, the principle is too complicated, I don't want to explain it."

Anyway, I just don’t want to explain.

Medici and the others were very upset.

Jon frowned. "My body is intact, and I still have the strength for the three of you to face a Sequence 1. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Uh……

This is true.

All in all, Medici and his men still got the upper hand.

"Okay, now that this problem is solved, the next step is - the distribution of the spoils." Jon crossed his legs, "My suggestion is, Medici, you give the uniqueness to Amon. As compensation, I will grant you another chance to become a god."

Opportunity to become a god! ?

Medici and the others' hearts skipped a beat.

Although Jon Joestar has various bad tastes.

But there is one thing.

He really keeps his word.

Promised...

Even if not all of it is achieved.

There is also compensation afterwards.

For example, the 'merge' function.

They don't want to admit it but have to admit that being a war angel, the feeling of being omnipotent is addictive.

Amon didn't look happy when he heard this.

There is never a free lunch.

The price of uniqueness is probably hard for him to bear.

"really?"

"really?"

"really?"

Facing Medici and the others' questions, Jon nodded affirmatively, "Don't worry, I won't tell lies because there's no need."

In fact.

After the two Medici got new bodies, they were no longer suitable for the Earth's potion system.

Or the Outer Gods' system of gifts is more suitable for them.

Mr. Qiao still has a very good reputation.

Medici and his men obediently handed over the crown.

There is no way to not pay it.

They are not strong enough to protect this treasure.

then.

Jon and Amon were the only ones left in the dark room.

Jon took out a bottle of potion and a stone head with snake hair and placed them next to the crown.

"Want it?"

Amon smiled bitterly: "Name your price."

Want to be old.

The witch's extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness are obstacles he cannot avoid.

Extending one's head is a sword, and shrinking one's head is also a sword.

It's better to be happy.

"Ha, you are quite self-aware." Jon stroked his smooth chin, "Then help me raise a child?"

Amon: ...

What a beast.

Fucking beast!

Why do you always want to harm me?

He opened his mouth.

But I just couldn't say no.

Then I thought about it.

Sooner or later, I will have to merge with the witch's path.

Who can tell clearly what's going on between men and women?

Amon took a deep breath and said firmly: "Okay!"

The wind rustles and the water becomes cold.

Once the hero leaves, he will never return.

I’m afraid I can’t avoid this pregnancy today.

Jon laughed, "Come on, stop looking so sad. Do you really think I covet your beauty?"

His face was slightly solemn. "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Without the wrong path, your anchor point will be very unstable. If you don't take some coercive measures, you will go crazy when you try to become a 'Red Priest'."

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.

Amon immediately felt something extra in his body.

"And this." Jon patted his shoulder, "is the new anchor I'm giving you."

Chapter 632 The Next War

The perspective returns to the Church of the God of War again——

'squeak'

The door opened.

This 'door' is not a door in the real sense, but all things related to the concept of door.

For example: prohibition and seal.

Leading out the waters of the river of everlasting darkness.

Without thinking, Klein took out the brass whistle he had prepared.

Dad, save me!

The whistle blows.

Space is torn apart.

A huge, bony hand reached out from the spirit world and grabbed Klein.

Terima Gran's eyes were red with anger, "Don't even think about escaping!"

As a follower of the great God of War, how could he watch the pagans act so presumptuously?

Come when you want and leave when you want.

Do you think this is a public toilet?

pity.

The breath of the River of Everdarkness greatly weakened Terima Gran's power.

He tried his best but only managed to grab a corner of White Wolf's clothes.

hiss-

Accompanied by a tearing sound.

White Wolf, who committed a heinous crime, escaped.

"Do not!!!"

Terima Gran roared angrily.

The great palace of dusk was gradually engulfed by pure darkness and soon fell into eternal silence.

……

……

Can it be stolen?

Can you steal it?

No.

Yes!

Sure, sure!

(Bang, crystal explodes)

He produced a famous sword Siming!

Klein thought that if he played "Cat Thunder" as the background music when he unsealed the bird-shaped gold ornament, it would be quite appropriate.

Standing on the open land outside Saint Miron, Klein looked at the middle-aged man with bronze skin, black hair and brown eyes who had appeared in front of him at some point in time.

"Long time no see, Mr. Azik." As he spoke, he restored his original appearance.

Azik smiled brightly, "Long time no see, Klein. Have you been eating well recently?"

Otherwise, dad is dad.

In a word.

It warms your heart all day long.

Klein nodded.

Then, he asked, "What do we do next?"

"wait."

Azik adjusted his bow tie and looked somewhere with a sense of realization.

That is where the Feysac Palace is located.

"We just need to stay here and wait patiently for the dust to settle."