The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

However, there are relatively few reliable ones.

Fortunately, there is Cattleya, an encyclopedia who has returned from the "wilderness of knowledge".

After listening to the description of the vegetable man, she pondered for a moment and keenly discovered his weakness.

"Fire, the fire of the Red Priest Beyonder."

Cattleya finally found her position in the party, and chuckled as she spoke, "Normally, the ability of the Beyonder of the Sun Path is the most suitable to restrain dead creatures such as undead evil spirits, but the other party's creation has plant characteristics, so the Sun Path is not very suitable.

However, the extraordinary people of the Red Priest Path are different. The fire they control is not pure energy, but supernatural elements with symbolic meanings such as killing and conquest.

If my inference is correct, we only need to find a Red Priest with a strong enough sequence to kill all of the other party's creations."

Ah this...

Coincidentally, Klein happened to know someone like that.

It is said that no coincidence can make a book.

Amon had tricked him a little bit at the beginning.

Now, it seems that there is nothing wrong with dragging the other party into the water.

Klein smiled slightly.

Mongo.

We are brothers who have chopped off chicken heads and burned yellow paper before.

You can't refuse to help me with this.

Chapter 686 Brothers settle accounts clearly

Eastern continent.

Amon, who was talking to Adam, suddenly narrowed his eyes and subconsciously raised his hand to pinch his eye sockets, but he put his hand down halfway and scratched his face instead.

Adam only took a glance and guessed something in his heart, revealing a faint smile: "Why, do you feel that someone is talking about you behind your back?"

"I can't help it. Popular people are always like this. 'Everyone loves Amon'. I'm used to it."

Amon spread his hands, looked at the illusory sand table in front of him, and said confidently: "Let's get back to the point - if the process goes smoothly, in two years, all the mutant creatures born in this land because of you will be slaughtered by me and my army."

Pointing to the shore, he said, "The advance fleet of the Church of Fools has arrived, and judging by the reactions of various countries, the follow-up fleet will be here soon."

Amon seemed to have thought of something, and said, "Roselle's youngest son is indeed quite capable. He actually thought of using the monster itself as bait. I got it, I got it~

To be honest, if Stiano wasn't such a coward, I would have nominated Roselle's youngest son to be the "God of Steam and Machinery."

"Science is the opposite of the gods, and it is also the most powerful weapon for mankind to fight against the gods..."

Adam's tone was full of emotion, and he didn't act like a dual-path true God at all.

He slowly put away his smile and looked up at the ceiling, or rather, the starry sky above. “I have always believed that the progress of the times should not be determined by gods.”

After hearing this, Amon curled his lips and said helplessly: "Here it comes, the time for the magic is over~"

After pondering for a moment, he gave Adam a very serious suggestion, "According to your point of view, it would be better to just commit suicide and sacrifice your life for the sake of righteousness."

Then he changed the subject, "As for me, haha, I haven't become a god yet. I'll wait until the war is over before I say anything. Don't worry, my good brother, I won't abandon you. I will come here every first and fifteenth day of the month to burn incense for you and thank you for your contribution to mankind and the progress of the times."

Adam was not annoyed by the deliberate teasing words, but just said softly: "I am your father."

Amon's defense was broken instantly.

Adam laughed again and said, "My dear, don't be so excited. Be careful not to hurt the fetus."

Amon retreated.

……

Speaking of which, Klein hasn't seen Amon for a long time.

All right--

Not that long actually.

However, after returning from the Honachis Mountains, he had been through a lot. He had been busy confronting the Witch Cult, and later got involved in the affairs of the Spirit Cult's 'Artificial Death Cult'. In addition, the Lord of Mystery would come out from time to time to disgust him. This made Klein feel as if he had missed her for a long time.

Summon Amon by his honorable name.

Staring at the person in front of him, Klein's eyes were filled with tears, and he opened his arms warmly: "Mongke!"

"Ake!" Amon can also act, and his acting skills are not much inferior to Klein's.

Of course, opening their arms is just an attitude; the two people are not really going to hug each other.

emmmm

Perhaps Amon meant this, but Klein was very upright. He calmly changed his actions and changed the subject lightly. He paused and said, "Mongke, how are the preparations for the war in the East Continent going?"

"I'm glad you still think of me. Don't worry, everything has been arranged." Amon smiled.

Meeting Klein's gaze, he deliberately said something irrelevant, thinking to himself, "You're not proactive in asking for help? Waiting for me to take the initiative... Then we'll see who has better patience."

Klein knew that ordinary means would not fool Amon, and there were still several rounds of confrontation, so he simply stopped pretending, "Brother Meng, I need your help with something."

Amon did not agree, nor did he refuse. He just said calmly, "Tell me what it is first, and then I will consider whether to agree or not."

“Isn’t it heretical for us two brothers to say that?” Klein laughed: “Do you still remember little Zaratul in the Hornachis Mountains?”

“Little Zaratul… I thought you had killed him.” Amon did think so.

In fact, after learning that Klein had returned to the real world, he instinctively thought that both Antigonus and Little Zaratul had become eliminated in the final round.

What's going on now?

If you don't get rid of the roots, will the grass grow again in the spring breeze?

Amon couldn't help but gloat: "Little brother, your hands and feet are not very nimble."

Klein could hear the other party's sarcasm.

However, the situation is stronger than the person, so I have to bow my head.

He also needs his good big brother to be on guard against the vegetable people who may flood the country in the future...

"For reasons that I cannot explain and that even I do not know, Little Zaratul now possesses a weapon that can form a large scale in a short period of time and has extremely high lethality.

The best way to restrain this weapon is through the flames of the Red Priests."

Klein told him everything that happened.

Of course, he was hiding something.

There was no mention of the resurrection of the Lord of Mysteries.

Amon listened and smiled: "No wonder you thought of me. Okay, name a price."

Klein asked knowingly, "Ask a price? What price?"

"Of course we should discuss it. What benefit will I get from doing this?"

Amon stared at Klein with a half-smile on his face. "Although we are brothers, brothers have to settle accounts clearly. Words are not enough. Ignoring your request seems to be disrespecting you as a person."

Klein knew he couldn't pretend any longer, so he could only smile bitterly and said, "Yes, yes, you're right."

Blinking his eyes, he suggested, "How about the remaining extraordinary characteristics of the original witch?"

Hey ~

After saying this, I’m not sleepy anymore.

Amon immediately perked up and rubbed his hands expectantly: "Can you get it?"

Klein was no longer in a hurry. He said calmly, "Whether I can get it depends on whether you can help me."

Under the guidance of a certain unscrupulous evil god, Ke is no longer the young man he used to be. He has mastered the trick of using chickens and eggs to perfection.

Are you jealous of the original witch?

Come and help me.

Help me with everything!

But Amon obviously didn't want to be fooled, and said disdainfully: "Forget it, without you, I can still be with the Original Witch..."

Before he could finish his words, Klein interrupted him: "Are you sure?"

He stared at Amon and restrained his expression: "Think about it carefully. I don't believe you haven't heard any news."

Amon couldn't help but remain silent.

The Church of Fools and the Witch Cult went to war. He certainly knew that there were many factors of gods' game behind this.

In fact, the fundamental reason that led to this game was that the Church of Fools took the initiative to stand on the side of the "True Creator" and forced back its former allies, the "Lord of Storms" and the "God of Wisdom and Knowledge".

Strictly speaking, he and Adam cannot stay out of this war.

only……

Reason is reason.

Why does it feel so bad to be schemed against by this kid?

No, I must make it up to you!

Amon pretended to be indifferent and spread his hands: "Come on, I won't be able to use the extraordinary characteristics of the Witch Path for a while. After all, I haven't even completed the Red Priest's godhood ceremony."

Klein grinned. "If you really put it that way, then it's meaningless. Brothers and you are connected by heart, and you are playing tricks on your brothers, right?

Yes, although Medici and others have been promised powers from other extraordinary paths.

But if they can turn into witches, especially Soren and Einhorn, they are women to begin with, so there won’t be much psychological pressure to become women again.”

After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

When Amon saw this, he was like, this won’t work!

He quickly grabbed Klein and called him a good brother, "Brother, don't worry. I didn't say I won't help you. I just need to think about it."

“What are you still considering? You help me guard against little Zaratul, and after the war, the Beyonder characteristics of the Original Witch will belong to you. Isn’t this a good deal?” Klein crossed his arms and said, “Mongke, I’m not saying that you shouldn’t be too calculative. Feelings will fade over time, what do you think?”

What are you talking about?

Amon just wanted to think 'haha'.

But he was really envious of the extraordinary characteristics of the original witch.

Not to mention the extraordinary characteristics, even the 'Chike's Ring' that Klein had given him in a trade before, after he realized the true meaning, the two adjacent paths authenticated each other, which greatly increased his strength.

Amon was originally an angel, and many iron laws that applied to mortals did not apply to Him. Even if He did not complete the Red Priest's godhood ritual, if He obtained the extraordinary characteristics of the original witch, He could even shorten the process of becoming an Old One to a certain extent...

"Well, now that it's like this, what else can I say? Deal." Amon stretched out his hand.

Klein extended his hand without hesitation.

Hold the two hands together.

Eyes facing each other.

"Good brothers are connected by heart, and broken bones are connected by tendons."

"Talking about the deal made them even closer, and the original one was so scared that he called her mother."

I can only say that he is worthy of being called Amon. He can actually follow Klein's train of thought based on his memories of previous thefts.

The business is settled.

Klein no longer had any worries and focused on preparing for the war in the next few days.

When a person devotes his whole heart to something, time always passes quickly.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

On this day, there was light snow falling from the sky.

For the residents of the southern continent, wind and rain are not uncommon, but snow is a novelty.

On the high platform, Queen Xia looked at the gray sky with an expressionless face. Unseen by others, she was turning the ring on her hand from time to time.

"I have a bad feeling...

Hearing this, Azik beside her smiled and said, "It's nothing more than the witches' spells, it's no big deal. Don't forget, this war is not only about the fate of the God of Death, but also about the truth behind it..."

He was silent for a moment, then turned to talk about something else: "By the way, the camp and outpost of the 'Artificial Death God Faction' in East Balam have been eliminated. What about their counterattacks these days?"