The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

Oh my god, you can’t just say that.

His face was stern, and he said firmly: "I don't know, I'm not sure, I'm not interested."

The Hotchnas Mountains are under the seal of a 'secret' force. To say that the goddess knows nothing about what happens here is pure self-deception.

This old guy Zaratul is deliberately trying to sow discord between him and the Goddess of Night.

Little Zaratul smiled.

Seeing that no divine punishment had beenfallen, he knew what was happening.

As expected, the Goddess of Night has made up her mind to use herself as a whetstone for young Bertrand!

Thinking of this, little Zaratul felt helpless and angry.

Can the true God be high and mighty and control everything?

In that case, I, Zaratu, will turn the tables for you to see!

Moreover.

When it comes to investment, who can really tell?

You are the grindstone.

The other party is also a whetstone.

The gods will only support the one who survives.

They won't lose anything...

Dangerous topics were simply brushed aside.

Little Zaratul's attitude became strangely enthusiastic.

He told Klein about the core role of the Beyonder in the Fool Path, and boasted about the various incredible abilities of the Miracle Master and the Mysterious Servant.

If an outsider saw it.

Those who don’t know would think that little Zaratul is Klein’s biological elder.

But Klein knew that the weasel's New Year greetings to the chicken must have bad intentions.

No matter what kind of psychological activities the other party has.

One thing will never change.

That is

——The two of them are destined not to be friends.

The night passed peacefully.

Klein and the other two decided to climb the mountain and go to a higher place.

Little Zaratul was right.

The higher you go, the easier it is for the spirit thread to be attracted to Antigonus and automatically become his secret puppet.

Klein wanted to hone himself, so he did not seek Amon's help at first.

Amon was relieved and praised Klein for his integrity and manliness.

But later.

The status of a demigod is really not enough.

Klein had no choice but to ask Amon for help.

Amon used the power of false uniqueness to wrap Klein's spiritual thread around himself, using this method to take advantage of the loophole to make them secret puppets of each other.

Little Zaratul looked at him with great envy.

Error uniqueness...

pity.

Amon was one of the opponents he least wanted to face.

He didn't dare to act rashly without certainty.

Because we had already reached the summit once, we didn't encounter any danger along the way.

The only trouble is the whispering in my ears after the red moon rises.

Amon is easier to say.

After all, his true identity is that of the King of Angels, who is infinitely close to the true God.

Klein and little Zaratul were in a miserable state.

A historical projection of a 'trickster' and a 'miracle master'.

Every time they heard 'Honachis...Fregela...', insects would fall from their bodies.

At this time, the kind-hearted Mr. Amon would always help the two pick up the spirit bugs and stick them back on their bodies.

do not know why.

Klein and Little Zaratul both felt that the number of spirit insects had decreased, but when they met Amon's 'concerned' eyes, they swallowed the questions that were on the tip of their tongues.

This is not cowardice.

But assess the situation.

"Antigonus, hey, why does that guy always call his dad's name?" Amon didn't quite understand as he rubbed a spiritual insect that fell from someone's body.

Honachis – The Honachis Mountains.

Fregola - the name of the Destroyer Wolf.

The former is easy to understand. After all, the Hornachis Mountains and the Kingdom of Night above them are paradises built by Antigonus and his sister, 'Mother of the Sky'.

But, the Destroyer Wolf?

How he remembered that Antigonus had no good impression of his father.

Klein spread his hands and said, "I don't know."

Zaratul gave his own opinion and sighed, "People who have never experienced setbacks will never be able to truly grow. Although Antigonus is a natural mythical creature, there were many who were stronger than him at that time. The reason why he was able to live without worries was all because his father destroyed the demon wolf Fregola."

Although Dad was crazy and bloodthirsty, it was not until after his death that Wolf realized how painful life was without his protection. The time under his protection was a happy and carefree childhood, when he could hang people up and enjoy them at will, and the Goddess of Doom (now the Goddess of Night) sang lullabies to Wolf, which made him very happy.

The situation is pretty much:

Antigonus (before his father's death): My father is such a psychopath and I'm so annoyed.

Antigonus (after his father’s death): Dad, I was beaten, I want to go home!

Of course, there is another possibility:

Beyonders above the Angel level have the ability to influence lower-sequence beings and instill their own will into them.

Fregola was the first "half-foolish man". This mumbling should have been left by Fregola himself.

Honakis is the ravings that Antigonus left for this sequence.

Zaratul thought to himself that once his condition stabilized, the mumbling during the promotion to the Fortune Teller sequence would definitely be corrected by him, and the mumbling might become something like "Zaratul Zaratul Cha Cha Cha".

If it's Bertrand.

That should be 'Bertrand Bertrand Beibeibei'...

Shake his head.

Zaratul suppressed the unreasonable thoughts in his mind.

The Fool's throne is his.

It can only be his.

All the 'fortune tellers' in the future should just listen to 'Cha Cha Cha' obediently!

Chapter 651 Shadow of the Past

Backlund, Joestar Manor.

In the evening, Azik, who had just returned from a walk, took the black tea offered by the maid with braids and thanked her sincerely.

Leaning on the sofa, he looked at Jon, who was sitting with his legs crossed across from him. After a moment's hesitation, he said casually, "I wonder where Klein is now?"

Hearing this, Jon responded without even looking up: "The mountainside."

Azik suddenly realized.

The mountainside of the main peak of Honachis is part of the Kingdom of Night, a kingdom of the living, and is relatively less dangerous.

Just thinking back to what Jon had told him about Antigonus' current situation...

Azik took a sip of tea and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

"You can handle some minor hardships, right, Klein?"

Jon seemed to have sensed Azik's thoughts and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mount Honachis is a rare treasure trove for the 'Fortune Teller'. Even if there is a temporary obstruction, there will always be a way."

Azik said faintly: "I hope so."

……

"It's not too late to regret now, Bertrand. I must warn you that if you go any higher, there will be no way back." Little Zaratul looked at Klein and spoke earnestly.

Across from him, Klein looked pale.

The whole person felt like he was soaked in water, wet all over, with cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

After taking dozens of deep breaths, he finally managed to adjust himself.

"No need to say anything, I've made up my mind!"

Klein gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "I...I have a reason to go to that palace."

"Forget it. Life is more important than promotion." Little Zaratu continued to advise earnestly, like a kind-hearted uncle next door.

At this time, Amon suddenly interrupted: "Don't listen to him, Bertrand, he is disturbing your mind."

Little Zaratul didn't care that his thoughts were exposed, he just smiled gently.

The higher the sequence, the more dangerous the promotion ceremony.

People who are not mentally firm can easily lose control and go crazy.

To him it was just a simple sentence.

But, if these words could shake Bertrand's heart a little.

That's great~

Klein knew that the old man had bad intentions, so he simply ignored him.

But the problem still hasn't been solved.

He is too weak.

For a demigod, reaching the mountainside is already his limit.

further up...

Even if Amon was there to help, it would probably be of no use.

“I need to become a true ‘ancient scholar’ before I can continue climbing the mountain,” Klein thought to himself.

He knew the 'ancient scholars' very well.

He even already mastered the potion formula and the specific promotion ritual.

Main materials: A pair of eyes of Fulgrim's dog, a flocculent heart of the Mist Wolf

Supplementary materials: 100 ml of Fulgrim's dog's blood, 30 grams of the white frost crystals of the Mist Wolf, a large number of authentic ancient historical records

Ascension Ceremony: Be completely detached from reality for at least three hundred years, and take a potion after you have become history and no longer belong to the current era.

It will be completely out of touch with reality for at least three hundred years.

He had been hanging in the light cocoon of Sefirah Castle for who knows how many years, definitely more than three hundred years.

Then the question comes-