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Chapter 138 The Sword of Light Speed

quick! too fast!
In the instant time stood still, the silver chariot transcended the limitations of human thought, surpassing all previous boundaries. It seemed to truly transform into light!

No, at least at this moment, the silver chariot has truly reached the speed of light!
This is not a lie, nor an exaggeration; it is indeed the real speed of light in the literal sense, reaching the ultimate speed of transmission in the material world!

How is this possible?
How can an object with mass possibly exceed the speed of light?
No! That's possible!

Because a stand-in has no mass.

Only a Stand can touch a Stand; without external interference, a Stand does not exist in the physical world.

Stands can only affect matter when they actively interfere with the outside world.

Although most stand-ins have various forms such as human or animal, they do not follow the physical laws that their shapes should follow.

The actions of a Stand in interfering with the world are limited by the control of its original spirit.

Therefore, in theory, by abandoning the substitution of matter, in a state of intangibility, it is entirely possible to achieve "the speed of the substitution is as fast as the speed of the mind".

Even under such conditions, the Stand will not exhibit relativistic effects, meaning that its energy is directly proportional to its speed.

However, it can also perform extremely outrageous operations, that is, to apply multiple interference forces at the same location almost at the same time, thereby causing the power to surge.

The punches that are often exchanged between Stand users are often similar to this kind of action.

There's no need to follow inertia or specific power generation techniques; simply throwing a punch is enough to amplify the force.

However, why is it that the vast majority of Stands cannot achieve a speed of thought that matches their actual speed?
Because human thought, human inertia, and human spirit cannot operate at such a speed, they naturally cannot control it.

At this moment, the silver chariot has abandoned human spirit and thought, and relying on its "come alive" swordsmanship, it has already transcended the limitations of human spirit.

He was "liberated"!
In a still world, the silver chariot strode forward, its eyes, which were not connected to its own senses, empty and lifeless.

It simply remained still, in that static world that only photons could "see," with a body that did not interfere with matter, or rather, it allowed a force about to begin its interference to go to the place it was about to interfere with.

At the speed of light, there is no thought, only deeply ingrained instinct; only the swordsmanship that has "come alive" continues to propel it forward.

Then, it raised the blade in its hand and swung it down at the motionless enemy in front of it.

"What!" In that still world, in that dark world where everything was still after reaching the speed of light, Dio tried desperately to struggle, but found himself as if he were solidified amber, unable to move.

"How is that possible! The silver chariot has an extremely short range; how could it possibly attack me from such a distance!"

But however unbelievable it may seem, it has already happened.

The sword that should have been piercing the heart at the speed of light should have been applied to the entire body surface in the next moment and exploded at the same time.

As time flows, it should be torn to pieces, and before its vampire body is completely burned away by the power of Ripple, it should be sliced ​​into a thick mass of blood.

This is impossible!

Even if he were a vampire, his mind could not possibly perceive the attack in front of him at the speed of light!

"No! This isn't my perspective, this is the world's perspective?"

That's it! It's a stand-in, it's "the world"!
The Stand user and the Stand itself share certain senses.

Under certain extreme conditions, in battles nearing their limits, when the mind is extremely active, Stand users can use their Stands to think, thus surpassing the ridiculously slow thinking speed of the human body in high-speed combat.

Under an attack that reached the speed of light, Dio could neither see nor hear, and even his thoughts were relatively stagnant.

But his life was not meant to end there, and so, under the power of "fate," a transformation was born!

In that world viewed from the speed of light, Dio himself remained frozen with a smile on his lips, while only his Stand "The World," struggling desperately, managed to move.

It tried its best to block the silver blade that shimmered with golden light and rippled with power.

The fist, covered in gauntlets, struggled to move, but was easily sliced ​​in half by the blade of the silver chariot.

Skull, internal organs, joints of hands and feet, spine...

In that still world, the incredibly strong body of the Stand world was easily sliced ​​into bloody patterns, like a cake.

At the speed of light, the silver chariot could not affect anything; it could only exert force and wait for time to pass before it could explode.

However, only a Stand can touch a Stand. In this time-frozen state, the only object Silver Chariot could slice through at the speed of light was the Stand 'world' before him.

After that instant...

"Aaaaaah! Impossible! How could I, Dio, possibly lose to someone like you!"

The vampire, who had been full of confidence, suddenly changed his expression. Due to the backlash from the substitute, his entire body began to burst open with dense bloodstains. His entire body was almost sliced ​​into a blood mist by these dense bloodstains, with specks of golden light blooming within them, burning the blood mist into ashes.

If the Stand's movement hadn't defied the laws of relativity, that attack reaching the speed of light would have obliterated not only the mere vampire Dio, but also the entire solar system, and even the entire Milky Way galaxy. At the same moment, Silver Chariot stood holding a broken sword, only to vanish into thin air in the next instant.

Stands do not obey the laws of relativity; no matter how fast the attack, they will not gain mass accordingly.

However, the Stand's energy corresponds to the original's spirit, and under that light-speed sword, the entire Silver Chariot was burned to ashes in that attack beyond human imagination.

Polnareff, however, remained standing in the same spot, unmoved.

His eyes still burned with rage, but his spiritual power had also been completely burned away by the sword of light speed...

The damage that should have been relayed from the Stand to the original body didn't even have time to take effect before the original body died prematurely.

However, accompanied by a strange cracking sound, the immortal totem that he had held in his hand beforehand began to take effect amidst particle effects.

Even his spirit had been burned away, and Polnareff, who had died on the spot, was forced to stay alive. The light in his eyes immediately dimmed, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

In the heat of his spirit, he didn't even have time to use the healing potion hidden in his pocket.

But was Dior really killed just like that?
Amidst screams of agony, maniacal laughter erupted.

"Hahahaha!" The bone claws, which were almost entirely blood-stained bones, scratched viciously at the face that was nothing but skeleton.

The collision of the bone claws and the skull produced a strange creaking sound, and a burnt smell filled the air.

"I survived! I survived!"

As the bursting blood mist and ashes scattered, a blood skeleton, now only fragments of muscle and bone, laughed loudly to the sky.

The laughter subsided, and Dio let out a long sigh, feeling the intense pain all over his body, as he looked at the figure that had fallen to the ground in front of him.

Flesh and blood grew rapidly on the blood-soaked skull.

Dio murmured softly, "I survived... I became stronger..."

He clenched his fists, his gaze unfocused, recalling a certain lingering feeling from his double.

He knew how absurd things had just happened, and he knew that he should have been completely sliced ​​into a bloody mist by the light-speed sword without any resistance, and then burned away by the power of the ripples.

But I still survived!
"This is the second time. What kind of power has allowed me to survive?"

A strange power transformed into the most solid defense, blocking the ripple power that it shouldn't have been able to withstand.

This power appeared when Dio's head was severed and Dio desperately countered with the Hermit's Purple Spring Fist, and also when he was attacked by the Light Speed ​​Sword, protecting Dio's life.

What kind of abilities has my Stand, 'The World,' awakened this time?

Clenching his fists, Dio pondered silently, carefully recalling the feeling, and activated his Stand, attempting to use that unknown ability.

"Hmm?" Dio blinked and suddenly realized something was wrong.

I did use some kind of ability just now, and then, the smoke flying in the air in front of me seemed to flicker?
"I get it!" "Hahaha!!!"

He burst into wild laughter again.

"It's time! Time must stop!"

"The capabilities of 'the world' are constantly evolving and progressing!"

"Now, besides being able to stop the world, I can also stop my own time!"

"This is an absolutely invincible defense!"

Yes, the spread of everything requires contact and a process.

By stopping everything in the outside world, Dior was able to freely exert his irresistible influence within that stillness.

In other words, it is an absolute attack that is absolutely impossible to defend against in a certain sense.

But what if we could stop our own time?
This means that, physically, Dio can be considered an absolutely rigid body during the period when his time is stopped!
This means that no matter how ridiculous the Platinum Star is, or even nuclear bombs, supernova explosions, or the Big Bang...

Any attack that requires a propagation process is absolutely impossible to cause any damage to Dio, who is in a state of time stop and is almost an absolute rigid body!

Dio laughed loudly, stomped his feet, and soared into the sky. He couldn't wait for the battle to begin.

Jotaro Kujo! Joseph Joestar! The Joestar bloodline, how many more surprises can you bring me? How much more oppression can you bring me? How many more transformations can you make me go through!
Come on! Come on! Come on! Let's fight to the death and send me to heaven!
"Jotaro! Come on! Kill me!"

Laughing wildly, covered in blood, his body still not fully healed, Dio overlapped with his Stand World, threw a punch, and collided with Star Platinum, which shot through the air like a missile...

(End of this chapter)