After releasing the psychological invisibility state, Adam calmly appeared in front of Amon.
Amon was stunned for a moment.
Then his expression became a little complicated, "You..."
"What is divided will become one." Adam repeated what he just said, staring at Amon indifferently, "By then, I will become even stronger."
"At that time, will you still be you?" Amon asked.
Adam didn't answer.
But the answer to this question is clear to these two people.
"Okay." After thinking for a moment, Amon pinched his eyes and said, "If this is your choice."
Adam glanced at Jon, who was pretending to be transparent, and said calmly: "Utopias symbolize the soul and cannot be the cornerstone of immortality."
"Cornerstone...what do you mean!" Amon seemed to have thought of something.
At this time, Jon said with a smile: "I remember that Okuses and the God of War Badheir are allies?"
After hearing this, Amon murmured to himself: "Stealing the sun, it sounds like a big challenge."
The conversation changed, "But, I like it."
——
Klein gently pinched his eyebrows and gradually perfected his plan in his mind.
"If you approach the target rashly, the opponent will definitely notice it, but my marionettes can cooperate with each other."
"Sherlock Moriarty's identity is a good bait. After all, no one wants to see the Aurora Society.",
"Then, I just need a suitable opportunity to get in touch with Archbishop Loveman, the adoptive father of Wilster..."
Just as he was thinking about it, a figure appeared silently.
Klein was alert at first and put his hand in his side pocket.
He stared at Jon and said in a deep voice: "Password!"
"I bought the oranges." Jon was very cooperative.
Hearing this, a trace of embarrassment invisible to others flashed across Klein's eyes, a mixture of shame and nostalgia.
But he concealed his mood well, relaxed his guard and asked: "Have you found Amon?"
Jon raised his chin, "Ha, who do you think I am? I, Jon Joestar, the dual-path true god, can't handle a single-path angel?"
"Then you are really the most incompetent true god I have ever seen..." Klein thought to himself.
On the other hand, he complimented: "I knew if it were you, that guy Amon would definitely not be able to escape."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand.
Jon frowned, "What?"
"Boss, if you kill an angel on earth, even if you eat meat, you have to let me drink soup." Klein said matter-of-factly: "I am a senior victim of Amon, and I should receive some compensation for mental damages."
"Who told you that I killed Amon?" Jon raised the corner of his mouth, "I just said that I won't let Amon harass you in the recent period, and I didn't say that I would get rid of him."
He approached Klein and said, "By the way, did you misunderstand something?"
so--
Amon is not dead?
Klein's mood suddenly became unhappy.
Just now he wanted to rush outside and set off two whips to celebrate.
Is this the result?
Klein thought about the various Amons that were almost always present during the past period, and he almost suffered from monocle phobia.
I thought I would take care of the naughty kid when I got back, but who would have thought...
well.
The backing mountain fell.
Only relying on yourself is the most stable thing.
Thinking of this, he cleared his throat and said, "Your Majesty, the great Jon Joestar, I sincerely invite you to watch an exciting drama with ups and downs of plot."
The promotion ceremony of the 'Secret Puppet Master': relying on one's own strength and planning, in the presence of many audiences, directing a grand drama in order to murder a demigod or an equivalent extraordinary creature.
As expected, someone from the God of War Church is going to suffer.
——
Alger stayed in the captain's cabin nervously.
Several times he wanted to pick up the high-grade rum at hand and take a few sips, but finally gave up.
When the hands of the clock point to six o'clock.
Alger stood up, lit the red candle he had prepared, and cut open the essential oil and holy ointment, took out some and applied it on the human skull stained with the blood of sea beasts.
Then, the famous fleet leader began to pray in front of the magic circle.
"Great Lord of the Abyss, you are the ruler of demons; the master of aliens; the source of all curses. Your follower, Al Jai Wilson, asks for your attention."
call--
The evil wind blew.
Everything in the captain's cabin was smeared with blood red.
At the same time, Alger seemed to hear countless painful moans and roars in his ears.
Many strange phenomena made him, a Sequence 5 ocean singer, almost lose control.
Fortunately, those visions only appeared for a moment.
As a person walked out of the magic circle, the captain's room returned to its normal appearance.
"Hi, Alger." Jon greeted with a smile.
Alger didn't dare to be so casual.
He lowered his head respectfully, not even daring to look at the great being in front of him.
Because he is afraid that if he raises his head, he will go towards inevitable madness.
"Don't worry, what appears here is just an ashes clone of mine." Jon said easily.
While he was talking, he looked at everything in Captain Alger's room and couldn't help but praise: "I can tell you've been doing well lately."
"It's all..." Alger gritted his teeth, as if he had made some kind of determination.
He raised his head, as if it took a lot of courage to look at Jon in front of him, "It's all thanks to you."
After going to sea at Backlund's port, Jon and Alger began their journey to find the 'Immortal King' Alituga.
Without much effort, Jon took away the extraordinary characteristics of this notorious Pirate King (Ghost Ship), leaving behind a legacy that was entirely advantageous to Alger.
Coupled with his status as a member of the Church of Fools, Alger was doing better and better, and his family fortune gradually changed from the Blue Avenger to a fleet of seven or eight large ships.
Now that he has met the bishops of the Church of Storms, Alger's waist no longer hurts, his legs are no longer sore, and he can even speak with force.
"You deserve all of this, no need to thank me." Jon waved his hand.
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Hearing this, Alger immediately cheered up and said, "Please give me your orders."
"The first thing is that before the "Black Emperor" left the real world, he left several coordinates of hidden treasures to the church. Go and dig them out."
"After you finish this, I want you to go to Intis and pick up the two people back to Backlund."
"Okay." Alger still nodded.
After a pause, he asked cautiously: "Who to pick up?"
"The 'Queen of Mysteries' Bernadette and her brother, the Angel of the Church of Steam, Bonois Gustave."
Alger opened his mouth.
He had many questions in his mind, but when he met those eyes that were as calm as an ancient well, he nodded slightly, "Okay."
Ask less and do more, and establish your identity.
‘Mr. Hanged Man’ secretly warned himself.
Jon patted Alger on the shoulder with satisfaction, "I've always been reassured by your prudent approach. Mr. Fool also praised you highly. Work hard and I'll mention it to you in a few years and be an angel for fun."
Be an angel...for fun?
The understatement of the words fell into Alger's heart, no less than a thunderbolt.
If anyone else said this, he would definitely be disdainful and laugh at him.
But standing in front of him at this moment is the only dual-path true god in history (Alger's superficial knowledge)!
Apart from anything else, if he jumps directly to the "criminal", it's hard for a saint to say, and a demigod will definitely not be able to escape.
However, unless there were special circumstances, Alger's cautious temperament would not make a rash leap.
It can only be said that if you know the big boss, there will be more ways out.
Therefore, he must conscientiously complete the things ordered by the boss!
After exchanging some pleasantries, Jon looked at the clock on the wall and said to Alger: "I'm a bit busy today, so I won't chat with you here. I have some things to do with Backlund."
Go and give orders."
After hearing this, Alger bowed and saluted, "You go slowly."
Jon didn't try to correct the other person's attitude.
After all, his identity is different now. If it were still the same as before, Alger himself would probably feel very awkward.
In fact, it is already a great honor to be able to talk face to face with a real god...
From this point of view, it is not an exaggeration for Alger to add the word "True God's Favorite" to his honorary name in the future.
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The capital of Loen Kingdom, Backlund.
Joestar Manor.
It is extremely rare that Audrey, Sharon and Emlyn visited this manor which does not occupy a large area at the same time.
The kind Mr. Azik received the three people.
Facing the Angel of Death, they showed great restraint.
Even Emlyn, the most arrogant and outspoken person, was honest and fearful that he would do something rude.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Jon is having a good chat with someone, please wait in the living room first." Mr. Azik brought tea and snacks to the three of them like an old butler.
It is worth mentioning that among these exquisite refreshments, there are also some items with slightly curious shapes.
According to Azik, these snacks are made from the specialties of the Abyss and have a unique flavor.
certainly--
Audrey and the others didn't dare to speak.
At this moment, the maid in a long skirt with a ponytail and golden eyes walked into the living room and said to Azik: "Mr. Azik, there is news from "over there"."
Azik, who was holding a cup of black tea and talking to Audrey and others, smiled bitterly, "I really don't have a moment to relax."
He turned to the three of them and said, "I have to go and do some things. Miss Makima will be responsible for entertaining you."
After pondering for a moment, he whispered again: "Miss Machima is the maid of the house and the only companion brought out by Lord Jon from the abyss. Please don't be rude."
Not everyone has a good temper.
If the three little guys accidentally angered the Angel of the Abyss, it would be no joke.
Hearing that the braided maid over there actually came from the abyss, Audrey and the other three couldn't help but sit up straight.
Makima remained unmoved.
After delivering the message, he went about his own business.
Azik nodded to the three of them, waved his hand, opened the door to the underworld, and disappeared without a trace.
In the living room, Emlyn couldn't bear it and complained in a low voice: "Among a group of high-sequence people, I have the illusion that I am a waste."
Unexpectedly, Sharon added without hesitation, "Be bold and get rid of the 'illusion'."
Emlyn:???
What's going on?
That's what I said.
I, Emlyn White, a rising star of the Vampire Clan, a favored one of the Blood Ancestor Lilith, an honorary bishop of the Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth, president of the Blood Cross Rescue Society, and a diamond member of the Backlund Doll Collection Association, will I be a waste?
joke!
Sharon didn't speak, like a clay puppet.
Through observation, Audrey noticed the difference between Miss Sharon and before.
Although they are all about restraining desires.
But the degree is slightly different...
Too.
Mr. Jon has become the true god of Miss Sharon's path. No matter from any point of view, the possibility of Miss Sharon losing control is infinitely close to zero, which is why it is so easy.
"That's great." Audrey sighed secretly.
As her realm improves, she realizes the importance of 'choice' more and more.
The three of them had their own thoughts and couldn't help falling into silence.
Fortunately, Jon came down soon, holding a half-licked ice cream stick in his hand.
"Hi~" Jon didn't show up, and sat on the sofa with ice cream.
Audrey and the others did not dare to neglect, and quickly stood up to wait for the lecture.
"You don't need to be so formal. Alger and I have said before that what you have in front of you is just a clone condensed from ashes. My appearance in the real world will be a disaster, so I can't move around easily... But it doesn't matter, it won't affect eating and drinking."
Jon chuckled, "I was teasing the kids with ice cream just now."
Three people:???
Although I don’t quite understand it.
But I feel like Mr. Destiny is still the same Mr. Destiny as before.
Unknowingly, Audrey and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Jon was eating ice cream and said relaxedly: "I mainly want to meet you offline and give you some tasks."
Task?
The three of them immediately increased their concentration.
"First of all, Audrey, has the Kingdom of Loen chosen its next king now? How is the overt and covert struggle between the royal family and the nobles going?"
Audrey considered her words carefully and said, "The nobleman most likely to be in power now is Baron Sindras."
"The money bag of the Conservative Party? Ah, his son is still my friend." Jon said helplessly: "This is putting Mr. Baron on the fire to roast."
Shaking his head, "Change it to someone I don't know."
Audrey was stunned for a moment and said very seriously: "I understand, I will convey your message to father."
"Very good, you can continue to develop the church. Soon Alger will bring you the secret treasure of Emperor Russell. You don't have to worry about money. By the way, I forgot to ask you, are my cards useful?
?”
Blue Eyes White Dragon Card, Audrey's most precious extraordinary item.
She was extremely grateful and said: "If it weren't for the gift you gave me, I might have encountered something unexpected when the Psychological Alchemy Society came to my door before."
"Psychological Alchemy Society." Jon repeated the name.
Turning to look at Sharon, "Does the current Rose School of thought have the ability to interact with psychological alchemy?"
If it was before, no.
but now……
Staring into Jon's eyes, Sharon nodded affirmatively, "Okay." (End of Chapter)