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Chapter 143 Zeno’s Tortoise

"What, to heaven?"

Hearing Fang Zheng and Kakyoin's exchange, Jotaro Kujo, who was being carried on Joseph's back not far away, couldn't help but frown and look over.

What does this mean?
During the battle just now, that bastard Dio repeatedly emphasized that he wanted to go to heaven and transcend fate.

Heaven, or paradise, is something that exists in the culture of almost every country.

Whether it signifies the abode of God, a river flowing with honey and milk, the allocation of 72 virgins as wives, or simply the peaceful resting place of the deceased, its primary meaning remains similar.

The place where the soul resides.

In the past, Jotaro Kujo would not have believed in the existence of souls at all; after all, he was a materialist.

However, when he first encountered a paranormal event, and the evil spirit (Star Platinum) entangled him (Stand Awakening), his worldview instantly collapsed, followed by a deep fear.

This fear does not stem from the fear that one will die from evil spirits, but from the fear that one's family members will suffer harm from evil spirits.

Therefore, he imprisoned himself in an attempt to protect his family. However, as a materialist, upon discovering the existence of the double, he immediately came to believe in the existence of the soul.

This was further confirmed not long ago in that forest battle during a torrential downpour.

Under the enemy's double attack, Avdol was the first to be killed.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, his golden soul, drifting towards the sky, remains vividly etched in my memory.

"Going to heaven, is it heaven in the literal sense, or some other special name?" Jotaro pondered.

If they are Christians, it's normal to want to go to heaven after death, but Dio and Fang Zheng don't seem like Christians either.

Dior claimed he wanted to go to heaven, and Fangzheng also claimed he wanted to go to heaven.

If the soul truly exists, and heaven also exists, then anyone who dies should be able to go directly to heaven.

You can't exactly say that Dio felt he had done too many evil deeds and would go to hell after death, so he tried every means to go to heaven, right?
If that's the case, and Dio truly wants to go to heaven, he should do good deeds to atone for his sins, instead of committing more sins and affecting so many innocent people.

And then there's Fang Zheng, this blocky man who isn't even human but possesses incredible power. What is his purpose in going to heaven?
There was no time to think further, nor to ask Fang Zheng for details. The group sped through the air, and the Tora Prison below came into view—

We've reached our destination.

Tora Prison is one of the most famous prisons in all of Egypt. Located in the southern suburbs of Cairo, it includes a general prison area, a hospital, and the highly guarded "Scorpion Prison".

It was originally designed to detain political prisoners and is known for its tight security measures.

However, in the later stages, criminals who committed heinous crimes, terrorists, extremist sects, and a whole host of other evil people who would shudder at the mere mention of their names gradually gathered here.

In other words, this prison is a collection of the worst and most despicable scum in all of Egypt, a veritable condensation of the stench of the sewers.

The closer they got to the prison, the more their brows furrowed.

Vehicles that were meant to transport prisoners were now speeding out of the prison in a panic.

The prison guards, who were supposed to be guarding the prison, were filled with fear and frantically tried to escape by any means necessary.

If there wasn't enough room in the car, they would run on foot. Even if they stumbled and fell in their haste, they wouldn't hesitate to get up and rush forward as if the prison behind them had become some kind of life-devouring abyss.

The sounds of vomiting rose up among the fleeing prison guards below. They ran away while vomiting repeatedly, their faces filled with unbearable fear and nausea.

An intensely strong odor, carried by the midday sun and the heatwave, wafted towards us.

It smelled of blood and stench.

As Fang Zheng leaped over the prison walls, he heard a strange noise: "Ahhh...no...don't see me..."

In a guard post on the high wall, a prison guard did not try to escape like the other guards. Instead, he huddled up in a ball, tears streaming down his face, his body covered in the stench of incontinence. It was unclear what terrible thing he had seen.

"this!"

Apart from Fang Zheng, the others stared in shock at what lay below, some speechless.

In one corner of the prison, the square that should have been used by prisoners for exercise was now stained black and red with blood.

Under the midday sun, sewage flowed through the open space, and the sewers seemed to be completely blocked. A terrifyingly dense number of corpses lay in the ankle-deep filth, blood, entrails, and excrement floating in the sewage, making it even more murky and filthy.

Without lingering there, the group, only slightly shocked, quickly flew towards the location given by the Hermit Purple.

Even with just a quick glance, everyone noticed many unusual things.

They died fighting each other.

In that open space, the concrete walls, which should have been incredibly hard, were covered with many embedded teeth and bone fragments!

And the shapes of those corpses, the torn muscles, the smashed heads, the forcibly severed limbs, and even those with broken limbs still writhing with their bodies, showing signs of gnawing with their teeth...

Even in death, the faces of these dead bodies remained grotesque, displaying anger and excitement, but lacking the despair of facing death.

Filled with excitement and anger, they fought with all their might, even at the cost of death, to leave a fatal wound on the enemy before them.

Flying over the prison along the coordinates, the scenes below were almost identical in the various open spaces: open spaces filled with sewage, piled high with corpses from prisoners' frenzied battles.

Although they didn't have time to see the other parts of the prison, everyone understood that those places had probably become in the same terrible state.

"Damn it!" Polnareff cursed. "What the hell is that bastard Dio trying to do?!"

"That's already several thousand people!" With furrowed brows, the group's spirits were somewhat low.

Despite knowing it was a prison, and that most of the people there were prisoners, and the worst kind at that, the sight of so many corpses—probably thousands—still instilled in them a primal, human aversion and fear of death.

Soon, they will arrive at the center of the prison.

Unlike the harsh environment around it, the center of the prison is a sizable garden with artificial hills, flowing water, and even several elegant small buildings.

This is a place specifically designed for the prison's senior staff and for holding certain special prisoners.

Looking from afar, in the center of the garden, one can vaguely see some strangely shaped plants.

"What is that?" Everyone could see that the plants had strange shapes and textures, like bizarre beings formed by the fusion of flesh and blood with plants.

In the center of the plant, a green baby with an ominous look is curled up inside a broken fruit.

That was precisely the existence mentioned in the information given by the Hermit Purple.

At this very moment, a naked figure with blond hair, crawling on all fours like a wild beast, was crawling toward a strange green baby curled up in a flower.

The group's gazes sharpened.

"It's Dior!"

Whatever this guy is trying to do, we absolutely cannot let him succeed!
As they rushed downwards, they also launched their attack.

"Emerald Splash!" Kakyoin pointed his fingers like a gun and aimed at the target.

The Green Emperor conjured a barrage of emerald water droplets, as large as mortar shells and as dense as raindrops, and immediately fired them toward that spot.

Whatever this guy is up to, let's give him a few shots first!

however……

"Stop! Something's wrong!" Fang Zheng suddenly shouted.

"What?" Despite his confusion, Joseph's Hermit Purple immediately wove out vines, drawing a large net that instantly intercepted the speeding group.

Polnareff, somewhat anxious, tried to rush forward: "Why did you suddenly stop? We have to kill Dio quickly!"

"I wonder what that bastard is up to now. I can't waste any more time!"

After saying this hastily, he was about to be the first to rush down.

Kakyoin reached out to stop him: "Wait, there's something wrong in the garden! My Emerald Water Splash has suddenly disappeared!"

"The emerald water droplets have disappeared?" Joseph frowned, realizing something was wrong.

He landed cautiously on the prison building, reached out and yanked, and with a creak, a steel bar from the roof was torn off.

As the ripples spread, he casually kneaded it into a red-hot iron ball.

With a baseball-throwing stance, Hermit Purple launched it like a cannonball towards the garden, towards Dio's retreating figure.

With a roar, the iron ball pierced the air and became a shooting star.

The power of this attack was no different from that of a cannonball.

Let alone a distance of several hundred meters, even at a distance of about 3 kilometers, this terrifying power and precision would be enough to allow this iron ball to accurately blast through a cement wall.

His eyes were fixed on the trajectory of the iron ball, while the Hermit Purple used dust to create a dynamic scene on the ground.

The speeding iron ball, as if equipped with a camera, magnified the image of Dio crawling on all fours in the garden within the perspective replayed by the Hermit's Purple. As the iron ball drew closer, Dio grew larger and larger within the viewpoint…

Until, every pore and every line on his skin appeared as vast as an abyss.

In the endlessly magnified image, a huge cluster of blurry spheres begins to appear, then quickly blurs out and disappears into nothingness.

Joseph's lips twitched, somewhat incredulous at what he was seeing: "Could this be atoms?"

"It's a substitute attack!"

He tore off several pieces from the iron gate again, made a few iron balls from each piece, and blasted them out from a slightly different direction.

He wanted to test how much area that invisible, shrinking field covered.

After several iron balls sped past, Fang Zheng, who had been watching, suddenly spoke up: "276 meters from here, there is a spherical field with a main body roughly spherical and a radius of about five meters."

"Both Kakyoin's emerald splash and Joseph's thrown iron ball shrank continuously after touching the boundary of that spherical field until they disappeared."

"At the center of the spherical realm is a spherical realm formed by the green baby and Dio as its boundaries, with two spherical realms nested together, one inside and one outside."

"The emerald water splash and the iron ball begin to shrink after entering the boundary of the spherical field. When they exceed half the distance between the outer and inner spheres, their diameter shrinks to half of its original size."

"Based on the current size and distance, continue to approach. After crossing another quarter of the distance, the diameter shrinks to half again. Then, after approaching another eighth of the distance, the diameter shrinks to half again..."

"This..." Everyone fell silent for a moment.

Kakyoin frowned, recalling the books he had read. "Infinite division...is this Zeno's tortoise paradox? How could someone possess such a ridiculous ability!"

(End of this chapter)