Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Don't go to Tsinghua, go to Peking University.

Or, don't marry this long-legged lady, marry this soft and cute loli...

of course.

If it is the second case.

Our country currently has a complete set of criminal law.

cough cough.

In short, Amon, who is not even a Sequence 0, was shaken when he heard that he still had the possibility to become the old one.

Even though he knew that the other party was tricking him into jumping violently, in order to hand over the extraordinary and uniqueness of the 'wrong'.

but……

That is source quality.

A city of disasters at the same level as Origin Castle!
I am exhausted.

You have to worry about offending others, and you also have to worry about being polluted.

What is the picture?
Isn't it such a possibility to move towards greatness?

And now.

Opportunities are in front of me.

Amon thought in his heart, and couldn't help breathing a little bit heavily.

When Jon saw it, he smiled slightly: "Is your heart moved?"

Amon didn't speak.

But after thinking about it, it is useless to pretend to be deep in front of a true God who is used to seeing through people's hearts.

So he nodded simply, "Yes."

After a pause, he said again: "In front of Yuanzhi, there is no one who can not be moved."

"City of Disaster... the hidden fourth pillar." Jon licked his lips, "That's an opportunity to restart the universe."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Amon couldn't react.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that the pollution contained in this knowledge was much more violent than the aura emanating from the city of disaster.

Without noticing for a moment, the whole person exploded into bugs all over the ground.

Jon smirked.

Pick out one of the Worms of Time that you just put away.

After a while, Amon re-condensed a body.

It's just that this time the body is not a girl, but a half-grown child.

With dark circles under his eyes, it seemed that he would be blown down by the wind in the next second.

"Hey, what did you tell me just now?" Little Amon was extremely puzzled.

He frowned, and muttered to himself: "It's strange, I would voluntarily abandon my memory."

"Who knows?" Jon shrugged.

Little Amon took a long breath, "Forget it, don't say it if you don't say it, the memory that makes me voluntarily abandon it must not be a good thing."

Sometimes the less you know, the safer you are.

He couldn't imagine what kind of knowledge would be polluted by his natural personality as a mythical creature, so that he had to completely delete his memory to preserve himself.

Jon said: "We are about to travel to the legendary Western Continent through this special space affected by the city of disasters. Can your body take it?"

Little Amon was very confident, "Don't worry, I can replenish my magic at any time."

'Replenishing magic'...

Hearing that, Jon looked a little weird.

This word should have been stolen from Klein.

Tsk, I didn't expect, classmate Xiao Zhou, the usual film and television entertainment is quite enjoyable.

Shaking his head, he led little Amon through the squirming flesh and came to the deepest part of the telegraph office - a crimson door exuding terror and despair.

"I have an illusion..." Little Amon pinched his eyebrows firmly, "Once this door is opened, a boundless sea of ​​blood will be released."

Jon waved his hand, "Don't play with the plot of "The Shining", it's nothing new."

Little Amon's expression froze.

Ugh.

Sometimes I wish he hadn't stolen so much mess.

This occupational disease.

Sooner or later it has to be changed!

Jon ignored little Amon, and put his hand on the handle of the Crimson Door.

There was a deep disaster aura coming from it, if it was a saint here, he might lose control and go crazy on the spot.

But this breath had no effect on Jon.

Instead, he deliberately took a deep breath, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Strawberry flavor, like my sweet and sour first love."

Little Amon:? ? ?

Sir, please restrain yourself.

The bad taste regardless of the occasion is really annoying.

what?
Did I do this to others before?
That's fine.

squeak-

With a little effort, Jon pushed open the gate of the city of disaster.

He went in.

Little Amon hesitated for a moment.

Gritting his teeth, he followed in.

life and prosperity are ruled by fate.

Fight!

Neighing, screaming, howling.

Natural disasters, man-made disasters.

There is pain and fear everywhere.

Little Amon's thoughts suddenly exploded.

As if in a huge vortex, allowing the source of disaster to harvest his fragile soul.

He is like a drowning man, sinking into a boundless sea of ​​blood in an instant, from which he will never be freed.

"Hey, hold on."

Deep in despair, on the verge of losing control.

A voice came from little Amon's ear.

Like a ray of light in the dark night.

He reacted.

He hurriedly concentrated his whole body spirituality to fight against the disaster aura that the city of disasters naturally emanates.

"Just like you still want to open a warship... No, control the source quality?"

Jon turned his head and looked at little Amon with great contempt, "I can't bear this bit of suffering, so go home and drink milk."

Little Amon gritted his teeth, and had no time to argue with Jon.

It took all his energy to maintain his spirituality now.

That is to say, the high-sequence Extraordinary of the 'wrong' path was almost swallowed by him, and his own accumulation was exaggerated to an unimaginable situation.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to survive in the city of disaster for a moment.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, you still have the opportunity to give up now. Anyway, when Adam merges with the real Creator, you will be given a chance to become a god in your fantasy. The ceremony is not painful at all, and it may be more helpful to you than a disaster." The city is bigger, how about it, have you thought about it?"

The hateful voice in the ear turned out to be the only 'anchor' at this time.

Little Amon really wanted to give up.

But remember that Klein Moretti can carry Origin Castle.

He gritted his teeth, and said with difficulty: "Stop talking nonsense, I can hold on."

"Okay, okay, what a tough guy, just right to become the old days corresponding to the 'Red Priest' path." Jon complimented little Amon casually.

Then said: "In this case, you should try to steal the city of disaster here, I'm going to collect other source quality."

Little Amon:? ? ?

do not.

I can't do it alone.

Unknowingly, the existence that made him fear and loathe became something similar to spiritual sustenance.

Jon ignored him, and disappeared in a flash.

Little Amon's eyes froze for a moment.

Immediately, an unprecedented ferocious expression appeared on his face.

The Insect of Many Times used this body as a coordinate to descend across the spirit world.

Little Amon's figure grew up little by little.

The clothes he was wearing also changed accordingly.

Soon, he turned into a normal Amon.

He wears a pointed hat and a monocle on the bridge of his nose.

"Original quality! I'm going to decide!"

growl.

All the power was mobilized by Amon.

He began to steal this treasure sealed in the Western Continent arbitrarily.

The good news is that it is Origin Castle that seals the city of disaster.

And Amon also belongs to the angel of the Gou Sanjia pathway, so the process of removing the seal was smoother than he imagined.

The bad news is that because the status of the disaster city is too high.

And because of the different sequences, Amon wanted to forcibly accommodate the city of disasters, and his body inevitably began to collapse, and gradually released the Extraordinary characteristics that belonged to the 'wrong' path.

"Jon Joestar, is this also in your calculations? You don't want me to dream of becoming a god at all... But it doesn't matter, even if it is a change of path, I will decide on this source quality!"

Amon's expression alternates between yin and yang.

Physical characteristics are constantly changing.

In order to avoid falling into madness, he had no choice but to crazily devour the extraordinary characteristics of the 'red priest' path.

As mentioned earlier, Amon has a copy of the 'Conqueror' Extraordinary Feature in his hand. After expelling the 'Worm of Time' Extraordinary Feature, he devoured the Conqueror's Extraordinary Feature without hesitation.

Jump!

There is no more fierce jump than Amon!

For the disaster city, Amon really went all out.

And the result is satisfactory.

Perhaps the City of Disaster has been sealed for too long, and finally ushered in the Extraordinary of this sequence. They were so well-behaved that they had no other resistance except for the disaster aura that was passively emitted, allowing Amon to accommodate it into the body.

The moment of becoming one with the source quality.

Amon was extremely happy.

He abandoned the natural 'wrong' sequence, switched to the 'red priest', and initially accommodated the city of disasters, and his personality rose up all of a sudden.

After being promoted, Amon's realm has undergone earth-shaking changes from before.

such as……

He is a half-step true god, and he can already see the transparent threads wrapped around his body.

"Sure enough." Most of the joy in Amon's heart was instantly washed away.

Source quality is nothing but bait.

The real purpose of Jon Joestar is to force him to give up the extraordinary and uniqueness of the 'wrong' sequence to make way for Klein Moretti.

just.

Think about it from another angle.

Amon couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

Jon Joestar tells a lot of lies.

Only this time he was really given a chance.

Without these transparent silk threads, it is still unknown whether his almost suicidal leap would be successful, let alone accommodate the city of disaster.

"Forget it, the red priest is the red priest, it's no big deal." Amon muttered to himself, subconsciously pinching the monocle on his eye socket.

But it wasn't until then that he realized that the monocle fell to the ground at some point.

Amon suddenly realized.

With a complicated face, he picked up the uniqueness that accompanied him since he was born, and his mood was extremely complicated.

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Amon.

Amon was taken aback.

With his half-step true god status, he didn't find the other party? !
But he saw Jon walking over as if nothing had happened, playing with a pitch-black round bead in his hand.

Amon's own spirituality and the city of disasters are frantically warning.

When Jon saw it, he weighed the ball with a smile, and said, "The source quality corresponding to the sequence of criminals and prisoners, the world of shadows."

"world?"

Amon blinked.

Jon asked back: "Then what do you think the 'world' should be? One flower and one leaf, one world, do you understand?"

As he spoke, he took out a slingshot out of nowhere, "If you keep pushing, I'll let you experience the feeling of being hit in the face by the 'world'."

Amon: ...

Even if the source quality has been initially contained.

I still haven't come to the end of my path of suffering and being wronged.

He sighed, and said: "As you wish, I have eliminated the extraordinary and uniqueness of the 'wrong' path, in exchange for the city of disaster, you can take them away."

Jon laughed, "It's easy to say."

They are all smart people, so there is no need to deal with those stupid people.

Exchange extraordinary and uniqueness for source quality.

No matter how you look at it, Amon made a lot of money from this deal.

Jon looked Amon up and down, "The jump was very successful."

"Thanks to you." Amon responded lightly.

In hindsight, if it weren't for those transparent filaments, I should have fallen the moment I initially accommodated the city of disaster.

"You're welcome, after all, I like you very much~" Jon blew a kiss to Amon, "I still have the extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness of the Sequence 1 of the Witch Path. If necessary, the price is negotiable."

Amon: ...

This liking should not be the liking I understand, right?

Woohoo, Dad, there are perverts here.

(Adam: Sigh.jpg)

After molesting the future witch Xiaomeng a little, Jon took her away from the weird Western Continent.

Returning to Bansi Island, Amon couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Let alone Sequence 1, even if it is Sequence 0, they cannot stay in the Western Continent for long.

Perhaps, only the old days can travel freely without being affected by that special force field.

Thinking of this, Amon looked at Jon and said, "Tell me, what is your next plan? What role will I play in it?"

Jon snapped his fingers, "So I like to talk to smart people."

He smiled, "Look, you've jumped into the 'Red Priest' now, don't you have to search for the remaining Extraordinary characteristics and the uniqueness of the Red Priest?"

"I didn't expect that one day I would walk on the old path of Arista Tudor..." Amon sighed, "Fate is really wonderful."

"Fate said, thank you for your praise." Jon nodded, "In short, the Feysac royal family has everything you want. If you perform well, I can also give you the uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics of the witch. After all, I have more power , the influence of the doomsday will be weakened by one point."

He snapped his fingers, "The estimated top combat power now includes the Goddess of Black Death fighting in one body, me of the Abyss and the Bound, the mystery of the Gou Sanjia, the half-creator of the sun, fantasy and the Hanged Man, and you, Red A Meng of priests and witches."

"I'm not Ah Meng... Forget it, you can do whatever you want." Amon reluctantly accepted the nickname of 'A Meng'.

Mythical creatures.

Men and women and whatnot.

It doesn't make sense at all.

Before the fierce jump.

I have not experienced men, women, children, or even plankton.

With or without a handle is not that important.

If he can really be promoted to the old days, so what if he becomes Ah Meng forever.

It doesn't matter~
Some people just need to be enlightened bit by bit.

Some people can see right through.

Jon stroked his smooth chin, thinking about the existing conditions.

Ok.

Everyone is ready.

Just wait for that 'timing'.

Pointing his finger on his temple, he said to Amon: "You go to Intis to meet Adam first, and the Eternal Blazing Sun will not be short of you for the time being. Wait for me to send you a signal, and then you will travel from the spirit world to the Fusac."

"Signal? What signal." Amon asked.

"It's a very obvious signal, and you will know it when the time comes." Jon kept it secret in a mysterious way.

Then, he turned his face away, continued to point his finger at his temple, and said softly: "Hey, Miss Forsi, your side should be ready, right? All the actors are already in place, just waiting for your opening prompt It’s over.” (End of this chapter)