Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

A series of elements such as 'strange', 'thriller', and 'elusive' are the core of the performance of the crafty mage.

Although he entered the historical gap ahead of time by using a method similar to a bug, and also relied on the particularity of Origin Castle to master the ability to summon historical projections, Klein has always insisted on playing steadily.

There is nothing wrong with being careful.

Thanks to his 'blessing', all kinds of haunted rumors spread from the place of passage.

The girl in red, the room dripping with blood...

Those supernatural events are enough to make a book of more than 100 pages.

Go west.

There are fewer people on the same road.

Klein had to stop making weird stories.

Looking at the old road signs in front of him, he knew that he had come to the Hotchinas Mountains.

But the destination - 'Hodginas Main Peak' still needs to go deeper.

"finally……"

Klein couldn't help being filled with emotion.

After waking up, I was officially born in this world.

'Hochinus Mountains' and 'Antigonus' have extraordinary significance to him.

Going around.

He finally came.

Overlook.

The continuous mountain peaks are like a magic wolf squatting on the earth.

Klein pondered for a moment, and decided to play it safe first, set up camp immediately, and wait until dawn tomorrow before going into the mountains to explore.

After a lot of work, the fire quickly rose.

On the outskirts of the Hotchinas Mountains, Klein was like the most common forest traveler, setting up a coarse cloth tent, cooking rotten beans, and humming an unknown song softly.

The atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.

Apart from the occasional chirping of birds, there was hardly any sound nearby.

The red moonlight shone on the earth and also on Klein.

He did not resist the comfort of nature, and gradually fell asleep with the swaying firelight.

in a dream.

Everything has become black and white.

Klein returned to the room in Tingen City.

He looks at 'himself' from a third person perspective.

"Everyone will die, including me..." 'Klein Moretti' muttered to himself as if possessed, his face distorted unnaturally.

He was holding a short-handled revolver in his hand. After recording this sentence on the paper, the muzzle of the gun was turned upside down and aimed at his temple, and then he looked in a certain direction.

Klein looked at him.

His eyes were extremely calm.

He even tilted his head slightly, as if to signal 'Please continue'.

boom--

A shot went off.

Black blood splashed and stained the white wall.

Klein whistled.

He walked to the side of 'his own' corpse and looked at the horrific face.

Shake his head.

He looked at the 'Notes of Antigonus' with a black hard cover.

"Clumsy." Klein picked up the note, put it down gently, and commented like this.

with his words.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed and turned into a church.

The roof of the church and the surrounding trees were full of black crows.

Those crows stared at Klein intently, with a look of hatred unique to humans flashing in their eyes.

Klein whistled, "That's what makes sense."

He spread his hands, "Is there any more?"

Wow--

The crows neighed and soared into the sky.

Converging into a black storm.

In the eye of the wind, Klein was devoured by a group of crows.

However, the next second, he appeared in an empty town.

The town is full of life, even the soup in the pot is hot.

But weirdly.

None of them.

Klein felt something.

Stare into the distance.

The outline of the palace is faintly revealed on the mountaintop covered by mist.

at the same time.

The illusory raving sounded again, "Hochinas...Freguera..."

boom! ! !
Dreams are broken.

Klein opened his eyes in the real world.

The red moon hangs high.

He wrapped his scarf around and sighed softly.

"Unfathomable destiny."

crackle.

The firewood exploded with little sparks.

Klein looked at the dancing flames, his eyes gradually emptied.

Early the next morning.

After Klein had a simple breakfast, he started his raid on the Hotchinas Mountains.

Wangshan ran the dead horse.

This is true.

Mountain roads are much more difficult than land roads.

As a last resort, Klein had no choice but to release the skinny horse bought for three pounds.

God knows how distressed he, a demigod, was when he had to lose three pounds...

Anyway, no more horses.

Klein's speed was actually a little faster.

period.

He also accidentally met many people who went into the mountains to collect herbs.

It is known from these populations that there is a certain regularity in the appearance of the unique fog in the Hotchinas Mountains.

As long as the fog is avoided, the Hotchinas Mountains are less dangerous and the survival rate in the mountains is much higher.

Klein thanked him earnestly, and silently recorded the time when the fog appeared.

Finally, on the third day after entering the mountain, I caught the gray-white mist that came out of nowhere.

Take a deep breath.

Ok……

The taste is impure.

As a representative of the Traditionalists, Klein Yuan Moretti has always looked down on the Reformers.

The fog produced by Origin Castle is really good.

And what is he smoking now?

Not really.

But bad is bad.

It can still be used.

The Great God Klein immediately opened the altar and began to use the high level of Origin Castle to divination the source of the mist.

The citrine bracelet shook wildly.

Klein was startled.

what's the situation.

Origin Castle is actually 'hesitating'?
Now, he was even more sure that Antigonus was not dead yet.

Very rarely, proportion fails.

Klein's duality of recklessness and cowardice has the upper hand.

He hesitated.

After thinking and thinking, he stopped exploring and started calling to shake people.

The first one to shake must be godfather Azik.

Although there are some things that I have to face in person.

But before facing it, no one said that foreign aid could not be found.

Azik has been waiting 24 hours for news from Klein. After listening to the situation told by Hao Daer, the well-informed Son of Death, who only has an angelic personality, immediately gave an explanation: There is a high-ranking existence of the same sequence that has affected you. .

Klein was not surprised by this.

Antigonus.

This guy was killed by the cooperation of Mr. Men and Zaratul.

He didn't die like this, but he was able to return to the main peak of Hotchinas, conservatively possessing the strength of Sequence 2, maybe it was Sequence 1.

Of course, it was the kind of Sequence 1 with very little sanity.

Eh?
Why does it feel more dangerous.

Klein asked again, how to prevent such a situation.

Azik replied with a smile: "Find someone with a higher personality to suppress the opponent."

Keep shaking people, right?

understood.

After sincerely wishing his godfather a happy life, Klein reluctantly called someone.

"The great master of the abyss, the ruler of the demons; the ruler of the aliens; the source of all curses, I beg your attention."

Recite the honorable name of God three times.

A red snake suddenly emerged from Klein's feet.

The little snake spat out the letter and said lazily, "Have you arrived?"

"A unique way of appearing." Klein twitched the corner of his mouth, and then got down to business.

After hearing this, Jon was a little impatient: "Solve this kind of thing by yourself! It's just Antigonus."

Klein rubbed his hands, "When I officially enter the main peak of Hotchinas, I will. But it's not that I haven't entered yet."

"Why do you think so much? You don't care about life and death, just do it if you don't accept it. It's just Antigonus." The little snake repeated a certain sentence.

Klein: ...

Don't mention the word 'mere' anymore, I don't deserve it.

"Since you can think of asking acquaintances for help, why not ask yourself? I gave you special training for Bai before?"

Hearing this, Klein was stunned.

Yes.

Antigonus!
He looked at the little snake gratefully.

However, the little snake turned into a pool of dirty blood, seeped into the ground and disappeared.

Klein didn't care either.

After settling his mind, he reached out and grabbed it.

as predicted……

It failed the first time.

But it's fine.

Feeling the full spirituality of the black iron cross, Klein reached out to the historical pores again.

Fail, fail, fail.

Failed four times in a row.

Finally, at the fifth time, he fished out Antigonus from the period of the Four Emperors!

Antignus, male, with dark eyes, full of vicissitudes.

The facial features are not bad, but there are clumps of thick black short hair growing on the cheeks, giving people a contradictory feeling of being old and young, rational and crazy.

The long hair is half black and half white, raised back and floating in the air.

Because it is a historical projection.

So Antignus's expression was a little rigid.

Klein heaved a sigh of relief.

Just wanted to ask some questions about Hornaches Peak.

Suddenly, the Antignus projection screamed like crazy.

The penetrating power of that sound was so strong that it blurred the surroundings into darkness.

"Demon wolf!" A word flashed in Klein's mind, and his internal organs twitched in pain as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer.

Spirituality boils like hot water.

He began to involuntarily transform into a mythical creature.

Fortunately, a ray of light shot out from the black iron cross, helping Klein stabilize his state.

Klein took the opportunity to disperse the historical projection.

Half kneeling on the ground, he gasped heavily.

"Just...just shit... outrageous..." Klein couldn't understand.

A mere historical projection.

The power he possesses is less than one-thousandth of the original body.

It can actually affect him to this extent.

If there is no black iron cross.

I might die just now!
"The situation of Antignus is more serious than I expected." After finally returning to normal, Klein thought with lingering fear.

Except that Antignus himself is in a state of madness, there is no other reason that will affect the historical projection projected into the real world.

In other words.

At least he's going to confront a mad angel head-on?

Three black lines emerged from Klein's forehead.

Suddenly it didn't feel like the secret of Hotchinas was all that important.

man.

You have self-knowledge.

Although he leapfrogged and killed many demigods.

Even in the case of extreme anger, two rounds with the saint can be passed.

but.

Angel?

Or a mindless, incommunicable angel?

Stop it.

To be honest, Klein really wanted to 'sorry', 'sorry', and 'farewell', so he came to a set of Congxin Sanlian.

But I think of the expectations of various investors and the happy smiling faces of my family members.

Klein abruptly stopped backing up.

Amon is gone.

The greatest threat has been lifted.

Others have done enough for themselves.

When I met Antignus today, I wanted to avoid it.

Even if you meet any starry sky evil gods tomorrow, you have to avoid them.

Then why are you working so hard to climb up?

Just go to Backlund and become a rich man for the rest of your life...

right.

Still can't be a lifetime.

Although under the influence of one kind or another, the time for the end of the day has been slightly extended.

But the total is more than ten years.

"Oh." Klein revealed a wry smile.

He can't go back.

Because there is no time.

Oh shit.

Who is afraid of who!

After some mental activities, the duality of recklessness and counselor Mang gained the upper hand again.

Klein gritted his teeth.

I wanted to break into the mist alone.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he stretched out his hand to fish in the gap in history.

This time, a projection was easily fished out by him.

"Ha, I didn't expect you to ask me for help." Amon's expression was dull for a moment, and then he pinched the familiar monocle, his eyes became inexplicably emotional.

Klein also summoned Amon from the period of the Four Emperors, and at this time he was still a Beyonder of the 'wrong' path.

"Help me." Klein said directly, "I owe you a favor."

"Favour? Hey, little guy, it's not easy to pay back favors." Amon still pinched his monocle, "Are you sure you want to ask me for help?"

"Sure." Klein nodded.

Don't care about him so much, let's fool people first.

Amon is considered the strongest person he knows, below the true god.

Because of various previous connections, Klein once suffered from phobia.

But there is a saying that it is not your friends who know you best, but your enemies.

Compared with Lao Huang, who has been in love for a long time, but has never really met.

Amon is the most familiar and powerful historical projection that Klein can fish out!
"Very good, very good, I still appreciate you sometimes, and appreciate your courage." Amon stretched out his hand to Klein, "Then, happy cooperation."

At the same time, the Feysac Empire.

"As you wish, the little guy is teaming up with me now." Amon smiled on his own, and his smile was very thug, "I think he should like the surprise I gave him very much."

"It's me." Jon corrected: "It's the surprise I prepared, you are just a courier."

"I hate saying that." Amon twitched his lips.

Suddenly, his stomach surged, and he grinned in pain.

"I told you not to get too excited, it's easy to move your tires." Jon saw it, stood up, and stretched out his hand gently.

It seemed that he wanted to touch Amon's bulging belly.

"Get out!!!" Amon got goosebumps from the disgust, and backed away again and again.

If you can't beat the opponent.

Sooner or later he kills the opponent.

Although the anchor point is stable, the risk of loss of control is avoided.

But this blessing, he actually didn't want...

"Look at you." Jon's eyes were also gentle, "You have stolen so much knowledge and ideas that don't belong to you, you should know what it means to be a one-night couple for a hundred days."

Amon:! ! !
Hateful evil god.

I knew in my heart that if this continued, I would be the one who would suffer.

Amon said, "I have something to do, let's go first."

Then disappeared without a trace.

Jon smiled.

No matter how many times, playing pranks on Amon makes him happy physically and mentally.

but……

"It's time for business."

Jon closed his eyes.

Consciousness travels to the outer space.

In the deepest depths of endless darkness.

He saw a tree-shaped evil god that was constantly twisting and wriggling.

"Hello, we meet again, and I will skin you today, so please don't bark."

Jon smiled, and countless transparent threads condensed into a machete.

Go down with a knife.

Drops many extraordinary properties.

"Mother Tree of Desire" twitched for a while, but was powerless to resist.

He could only watch helplessly as the other party stripped his only complete Extraordinary Path from his main body. (end of this chapter)