The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

Azik couldn't help but laugh.

The laughter seemed somewhat harsh in the quiet environment.

Salinger's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Why?" He asked word by word, "You don't believe it?"

"So, do you believe it?" Azik asked back.

Salinger was suddenly speechless.

After a long while, he stammered, "There will always be...a way..."

Azik didn't know what to say.

You yourself don't even believe that the Balam Empire will return, so why drag me into this?

not to mention.

I don't want to get in the water yet.

He shook his head and refused gracefully, "I'm sorry, father. I'm now a member of the Church of Fools, living as an angel serving Mr. Fool. I can't go with you."

"Fool...fool...hehe." Salinger was quite disdainful.

But He did not dare to burst this illusory bubble.

Fools are not to be feared.

The scary thing is the one behind the fool.

Plus my secret mission...

Salinger felt that it would be safe to leave a way out at least.

Of course Azik didn't know what was going on in his mind.

The invitation failed.

Azik didn't want to stay here any longer, so he took off his hat and said goodbye: "Take care, we will be enemies when we meet again."

"Go? Azik, do you think I asked you to come here to reminisce about the past?" Salinger stopped pretending and gave him a cold face.

He said he understood, but did he really have no resentment at all in his heart?

Only a ghost can believe it!

Azik is the biggest backup for Salinger's resurrection, and this behavior is tantamount to shameful betrayal!

It's just that the situation is stronger than people, and now is not the time to attack.

But then again.

Acting is all about truth and falsehood.

It is difficult to tell if it is nine parts true and one part false.

As he spoke, strange spiritual fires rose up around him.

In this unnoticed wilderness, “He”, the great God of Death, His Majesty the Underworld Emperor of the Balam Empire, is going all out to perform a loving father and a filial son.

"Is that so?" Azik was not surprised by Salinger's attitude.

He was well prepared before coming.

It was just that before we fell out, I still held a glimmer of hope in my heart.

"You are right. Times have changed." Azik took off his hat. "If that is the case, you should not look at me with the same eyes as before."

Do you hate me?

Coincidentally, I hate you too.

I am still the same person I was back then, just with a little more humanity.

You are not the same person you were back then.

Infinite death energy rises.

Azik had lost all his usual gentleness.

When Salinger saw this, he felt very jealous.

He is just a disobedient and rebellious child, and now that he has a new boss, he is riding on his head.

If the power of death was still in his hands, he could suppress the other party with just a thought!

The war is about to start.

Neither the father nor the son stopped.

It's just the power of death versus the power of death, just like the ghost system versus the ghost system. It can't be said to be restrained or being restrained. It all depends on personal operation.

In terms of operation, Salinger is definitely better than Azik.

However, Azik's advantage is that he has plug-ins.

Once Killer Queen's Third Bomb was unleashed, no matter how much advantage Salinger had created before, it would be wiped out by the reverse flow of time. Unless he reached the level of Sequence 0, he could ignore the special rules, otherwise Azik would be impossible to kill.

Salinger admitted that he was jealous.

He thought that the Evil God of the Starry Sky was really generous, and was willing to bestow even this level of special abilities upon him.

But at the same time, I have a little more expectation for the future.

This thigh is priceless!

Azik was struggling with Salinger and didn't notice anything unusual happening on the coalition side.

The Klein people who had just rushed back to the main force were dumbfounded.

He looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and rubbed his eyes subconsciously.

After repeatedly confirming that he was not hallucinating, Klein curled up the corners of his mouth into a wry smile, pretended that nothing had happened, and turned around and walked back.

The original witch was also laughing.

He held a translucent spiritual worm between his fingers.

With a gentle pinch, a bloody hole immediately appeared on Klein's chest.

"Throwing things around is not a good habit, Klein Moretti."

Chapter 698: The Southland War Showdown is Interrupted

'I suddenly laughed in relief'

Klein did not panic.

To be exact, his entire body was numb...

"He understood, he understood, I couldn't afford it~ so he turned and walked towards the mountains~"

Humming an unknown tune, Klein walked away with his back to the Original Witch as if nothing had happened.

The "Original Witch" chuckled and pinched the translucent spirit worm with two fingers, "Don't worry, the matter between us has not been resolved yet."

Klein froze instantly.

Taking a deep breath, he had to turn around and face the "Original Witch" directly, "Is there a possibility that we both pretend that we have never met each other, you go your way, and I go mine."

"Of course - no." The "Original Witch" spoke gently like a sister next door: "Klein, Klein, you understand, one of us must sleep here forever."

“Well, if you’re tired, just go to sleep. Don’t drag me down with you.” Klein looked helpless.

The "Original Witch" shook her head, without any movement. Her long hair suddenly turned into twisting poisonous snakes, staring at a certain direction and roaring miserably.

Sonic vibrations.

'Krenie' was severely injured and immediately came out of stealth mode, falling to the ground with a thud.

Klein frowned, but soon recovered and patted his forehead gently. "Look at my memory. Just tell me why I couldn't find her. Thank you."

“You’re welcome.” The Original Witch looked at Klein and said with a smile, “I advise you to put away those little thoughts. No one can save you this time.”

Klein raised the corner of his mouth and smiled like the Dragon King: "It's hard to say..."

But what he was thinking was——

"Damn it! Didn't we agree to hold back the "Original Witch"? John Joestar, you are really unreliable! You have caused me so much trouble!"

Klein roared madly in his heart, but his expression remained calm. After a moment of silence, he said to the "Original Witch" half-warningly and half-threateningly: "Chike, is this really okay? If you attack me, the consequences will be very serious."

"You call me by my name. It seems that you are ready to die. As for not being able to touch you... Ha, of course I know that. You are a lucky boy. You don't need to show off in front of me."

The "Original Witch" did not hide the jealousy in her tone, "You just happened to be chosen. It's not your own power."

emmmm

Amon also said this.

Klein’s ears were almost callused from listening to it.

Now the "Original Witch" said it again...

Hey, it makes me seem like I only have luck.

However, although.

Klein still wanted to defend himself, "It's not good at all to be noticed by that guy!"

Really.

If they had not met, he would not have owed millions or even tens of millions of gold pounds in foreign debt.

To be honest, the evil god's assistance is never free!

“From what you said, there’s nothing to discuss?” Klein spread his hands.

The "Original Witch" did not answer, but the twisted snake hair on her head showed her attitude.

This may not be the right way.

But He just wanted to go all the way.

Not everything can be weighed.

So what if I’m treated as an abandoned pawn?

So what if someone threatens you in person?

What we need to do has never changed from the beginning to the end.

Klein Moretti, accept your death!

Full of murderous intent.

Every bit of Klein's spirituality was desperately warning.

'Fallen God', 'Disqualified Witch', Chick.

He is about to face the strongest enemy he has ever faced!

"call--"

After exhaling all the turbid air in his chest, Klein's eyes were covered with a thin layer of gray mist, and his figure began to become vague and erratic.

There's nothing more to say. Anyway, he had no intention of escaping from the beginning.

Everything that happened before was just a deliberate delay of time.

"Sherlock, it's now!" Klein communicated with the 'Black Iron Cross' in his mind.

With a buzzing sound, a blurry black shadow popped out from the cross.

It did not transform into a human form immediately, but continued to extend and expand, forming a field constructed entirely of shadows.

"The Hanged Man..."

The "Original Witch" was a little surprised.

I thought to myself that this little guy has quite a lot of treasures with him.

During the last Backlund Smog Incident, part of his power was stolen by the other party, and now even the "True Creator"... No, that person should be called the "Sun God".

“I really don’t know what’s so special about you that you have received so much favor.” The “Original Witch” spoke while casting a spell to control the plague.