The reason why Stands were awakened and such a huge organization was formed was all due to this.

(Even if it's an arrow, it only awakens a Stand. Are they looking for this thing to find a new person to fight me?)

Diabolo had his doubts, as he didn't think that approach was realistic.

These guys won't leave Rome if he wants to.

It's naive to think that getting the [Insect Arrow] will allow you to fight back.

But if this person isn't lying, and considering that their members aren't such naive children, then perhaps there are things they don't know.

"Believe it or not, this is all I can say."

"[Insect Arrow] possesses the potential to allow a Stand to evolve further..."

"And there just happens to be a guy in Bucciarati's team who meets the criteria."

"If they find you, your death is not far off."

"The Crimson King cannot defeat the evolved Requiem."

Diapollo was quite displeased by the threatening rhetoric.

However, the information contained within it compels him to take it seriously.

"Evolution again..."

"Quiet?"

Frowning and muttering these words, Diapollo was unwilling to believe such an absurd thing.

(What does it mean that even the King of Crimson can't defeat him?)

(I am the invincible emperor...)

(There's no one in this world who can beat me!)

It's not arrogance, but rather absolute self-confidence.

The Crimson King's ability to foresee events and erase time ensures his overwhelming advantage.

The battles to date have proven this point.

Unless you encounter an immortal monster, there will be no obstacles.

"What requiem...?"

"There is no Stand stronger than the Crimson King!"

Noticing that the other person had left, Diablo glanced out the window and said coldly.

"But if those guys are looking for this thing..."

"So the person he was supposed to meet is the one who possesses the [Arrow]..."

Returning to the computer, Diablo looked at the people in the camera and spoke in a deep voice.

"Are we placing our hopes on something so unrealistic?"

"How ridiculous..."

"If that's the case, then I don't need to show any mercy."

No longer paying attention to Bucciarati and the others, Diablo was now considering the identity of the man he had just met.

The situation where only the mouth is floating in mid-air is undoubtedly a Stand user.

Perhaps it's a remote-controlled type...

Finding that guy is also necessary...

After all, knowing one's own location is a threatening potential factor that must be eliminated.

……

"Hmm, didn't you act immediately?"

"They're quite cautious, aren't they?"

"Unfortunately, this might mean missing the best opportunity. Without the [Insect Arrow], Giorno and the others are definitely no match..."

With half of his cheek floating in mid-air, Bucky watched Diablo's unusual movements and pondered what would happen next.

Despite Diablo's disheveled appearance in the original story, it was merely due to his pursuit of the "Insect Arrow."

If it really comes to a surprise attack or a frontal assault, even Bucciarati and his men might not be able to handle it.

Crimson King is, after all, a Stand that combines both mechanical and numerical aspects.

"To defeat an enemy who can predict the future, one must indeed be more mechanical and numerically superior."

Diablo's inability to think that far ahead is certainly due to his confidence in the Crimson King, but it is also caused by "ignorance and blindness."

People are like this; they'll never realize they've done anything wrong until they've fallen down once.

"It doesn't matter anymore. If the situation gets worse, I can just leave with the [Insect Arrow]."

He has found the perfect place to hide that thing.

Whether Diabolo or anyone else wins, he can seize the opportunity to act.

Although he had already planned what would happen next, Bucky still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Next time we need to bring in characters who are more focused on strength. Even if they are not very adaptable, it will be better than this situation. Although Buggy's card can be very effective, he himself is not good enough. He doesn't have the overwhelming power to suppress others."

Reflecting seriously on his actions, he felt regretful about his current situation where he could only observe from the sidelines.

19. Escape? (4K)

"Tsk..."

Having clashed with the monster before him countless times while maneuvering the silver chariot, Polunarev gradually began to tire as time dragged on.

There was no way to completely finish off the opponent; sword and blade attacks alone were not enough to kill this vampire.

Instead, he was forced into a sorry state by the repeated damage-trading tactics.

Compared to the other side's immortal regenerative abilities, the human body still has its limits.

"What's up?"

"Is this not enough?"

Despite having one arm severed by a sword, and the kick that grazed her cheek and drew blood, Akaza spoke with ease.

He admitted that Polnareff was very strong, and even a blank Stand could be incredibly powerful. However, with his regenerative abilities, he was definitely in a better position.

Polunarev was struggling to cope with Polunarev's relentless and shameless style of trading blows.

(Oh no, if this keeps up, I won't be able to hold on until dawn.)

Looking at the sky, Polunarev was also thinking about how to break the deadlock.

Running away directly might not be enough to get rid of the other party's entanglement.

And if this guy gets away, it will be even more troublesome later.

This time, at least we could fight back and kill the other party by dawn. Next time, we won't have such a good opportunity.

(Damn, I wish Mr. Joestar's ripples were here at this moment.)

Polunarev had thought about it more than once, but he never imagined he would encounter vampires again.

Their own stand-in happens to be the type that can't do anything to the other person.

Even with honed swordsmanship skills to an unparalleled level, the fundamental problem remains unsolved.

"No matter how many arms you cut off, or how many times you pierce my body..."

"It's all in vain..."

"The only hope is to wait for dawn... right?"

The attacks from the Horus became increasingly aggressive, leaving Polunarev completely forced to defend.

"I admit that Stands are very powerful, but as long as there is no way to kill me completely, they pose no threat whatsoever."

Naturally, he also observed the state of the sky, and as a ghost, he knew very well when dawn would break.

Based on the current time, it should not exceed fifteen minutes at most.

There is enough time to kill Polunarev.

As long as he maintains this high-intensity damage-exchanging style of play, the opponent definitely won't be able to hold out for long.

Even if Polunarev wanted to run, it would be useless. The Silver Chariot is fast, but that doesn't mean he has the same qualities.

He can entangle his opponent relentlessly, making it impossible for them to escape.

As a demon, Akashicaya has an advantage in this regard.

He may not be as strong as some Stands, but when it comes to humans, unless he encounters a Ripple user like Big Joe or a young Joe, there are few freak superhumans who can compare to him.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Seeing that the other party had no intention of hiding but instead dodged to the side, Akaza suddenly gave chase.

Those punches, like cannonballs, were all aimed at killing.

"Chaos!"

His arm was severed again, but his terrifying regenerative ability to regenerate his body in the blink of an eye allowed him to resume the attack that should have been stopped.

"!"

But at that moment, a subtle fighting spirit made Yiwoza stop in his tracks.

Although it cannot be seen with the naked eye...

But the aura emanating from the side firewalls was undoubtedly a new enemy.

"boom!"

Emerging from the flames, the figure caused Akaza and Polunarev to widen their eyes in astonishment.

"Crazy Diamonds!!"

Once he was close enough to make a move, Han Ming launched an attack without hesitation.

"Dula la la!!!"

The explosive power of the Speed ​​and Power A is already at its peak compared to ordinary Stands.

Even though Akaza subconsciously wanted to dodge, it was too late...

There was nothing we could do; the enemy was too close when they attacked from this position.

(This guy... I can't believe I didn't even notice him before!)

Flames obscured his vision, and by the time he sensed it with his fighting spirit, the opponent was already charging right in front of him.

The fact that this person noticed the burns on Han Ming's body clearly indicates that they came prepared.

"Slap slap slap slap!!!"

Even if you try your best to avoid it, it's too late.

When both arms were hit, Yiwoza immediately broke off the parts of her body that had been struck.

The severed chunks of flesh and his arms fell to the ground, and he eventually slid away on his feet.

"They really escaped quickly..."

"If you had been a second slower, I could have tried to roll you into a ball."

Seeing Yiwo's desperate attempt to survive, Han Ming felt nothing but regret.

In order to avoid being discovered and to get closer, he braved the burning wall of fire, braving the possibility of being burned.

He had originally planned to finish off Akaza in one fell swoop, but Akaza was too alert. After being hit, Akaza quickly severed the corresponding parts, making it impossible for him to use Mad Diamond's power to turn Akaza into an indescribable lump.

"Higashiji Jousuke..."

"It turned out to be you!"

The broken body regenerated once again, and Akaza instantly felt the urge to retreat.

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