American comic: I, JoJo, am going to heaven!

"Is it over?" Coulson asked, his voice tense, pistol raised. "Jon?"

Jon touched the Aja Red Stone on his chest, infusing it with a ripple.

He only realized yesterday that the necklace, forged from the blade, was actually an early warning device.

The only downside is that he currently only knows it reacts to demons; his reaction to other magical creatures is still uncertain.

However, there's still plenty of time, so he'll eventually figure it out.

"Uh..." Jon, who had been sensing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide. "There's one more!"

He gripped the necklace tightly, and could clearly feel the warning signal weakening in his palm, but it didn't stop.

This means there's another demon nearby!

"There's an aura of decadence about it," Thor said in a deep voice. "It's not an ordinary demon."

“We’re not an ordinary team either,” Remy said, toying with his deck of cards. “Mutants, aliens, Stand users.”

"And me." Culson's hand crackled with electricity. "Ripple Messenger."

It seems you've been practicing your Ripple skills quite a bit in your spare time. Have you made your decision yet?

Jon glanced at his noticeably enhanced Ripple energy and a slight smile played on his lips.

Just as everyone was on guard, a grain of sand quietly turned over where the earth demon had shattered, revealing a face identical to the earth demon.

This grain of sand holds the last vestige of his remaining strength.

The earth demon is not completely dead yet!

"Damn JoJo!" The earth demon glared at Jon Snow with hatred. "My savings of many years..."

He felt heartbroken whenever this was mentioned.

This inevitably reminded him of the days when he walked on thin ice in the shadow of the Sorcerer Supreme.

In order to avoid being discovered by the Supreme Master, he could only accumulate power little by little each day, like saving money.

Even with all that caution, everything he had is now gone.

Back then, Tu Mo held a high-ranking position in Heaven, a big shot who lived a very respectable life.

And now? He's actually reduced to serving a mere son of Mephisto. Sigh.

"We can't just let this go!"

The Earth Demon secretly contacted the Wind Demon and pleaded:

"Send me a gust of wind; I want to sneak into JoJo's ear and mess with his brain!"

That's right, this is his way of getting revenge, and it's the only ability he has left.

In an instant.

A gentle breeze swept by, quietly stirring up an inconspicuous grain of sand, without anyone noticing.

A gentle breeze carried the earth demon toward the unsuspecting Jon Snow, actually targeting his ear piercing.

"JOJO!" The Earth Demon stared at the ear piercing so close to his face, a ferocious grin spreading across his lips. "You're finished!"

"That's right! That's exactly it!" The wind demons gathering in the sky excitedly echoed.

The situation will be completely reversed if the earth demon gets into JoJo's ear.

Then he can use the accumulated wind energy to deal with the others and receive the reward from the Witch Heart Demon.

Whether the Earth Demon lives or dies is not important at all; the reward is the most important thing!

"You idiot, Earth Demon, just make your final contribution to my future! Hahaha!"

Suddenly, the Star of Platinum appeared behind Jon.

Its eyes, like precision cameras, instantly locked onto that suspiciously tiny speck of dust.

In its eyes, the whole world slowed down, including that flying grain of sand.

Upon observing the small face on the grain of sand, Platinum Star's gaze instantly locked onto it.

"Euro!"

With lightning speed, Star Platinum extended two fingers and precisely caught the strange grain of sand.

He held the earth demon firmly in his fingertips.

"What?!"

The Wind Demon was stunned, and he said in a panic:

"What kind of monster is this? This has gone beyond the realm of evil spirits!"

"Its eyes are just like... what's that called again... yeah, a microscope!"

"Hmm?" Jon frowned and looked to the side. Why did Star Platinum suddenly appear?

Is there danger? Jon stared intently at his fingertips.

He then saw a grain of sand with a human face between Platinum Star's fingers.

This was incredible, but then he understood something.

"I see." A look of understanding flashed in Jon's eyes.

No wonder Star Platinum appeared on his own; it turns out someone was trying to ambush him. What a lack of sportsmanship!

He looked at the earth demon at his fingertips with a mocking expression and said:

"Hey, Earth Demon, you underestimate Platinum Star's speed and accuracy."

"Never mind, it's pointless. Let's get going."

Jon adjusted the brim of his hat.

"Euro!"

Upon receiving the order, Platinum Star suddenly exerted force with both fingers.

"Ah! No!" the earth demon struggled desperately, "The tonic!!!"

Finally, after the earth demon's futile struggle, a wisp of ash drifted through his fingers and eventually disappeared into the air.

"Oh God..."

The onlookers then truly realized just how terrifyingly accurate Star Platinum was.

It turns out that strength and speed are just the least noteworthy strengths of Star Platinum; no wonder it is the most invincible Stand.

Five minutes passed, and the expedition team remained in a state of alert.

"Everyone," Remy stretched his stiff legs, "doesn't it look a bit silly of us to be standing like this?"

"Indeed." Thor nodded, stretching his shoulders as well. "Maybe that guy has already slipped away."

"No." Jon touched the necklace again and shook his head. "That BY demon is still nearby."

"Could it be..." Coulson shifted his stance, "...that it's waiting for us to lower our guard?"

"That makes sense. How about..." Jon smiled slyly, "We pretend to let our guard down and let him take the bait?"

These words were actually said intentionally to Feng Mo, a tactic to provoke him.

Sure enough, the wind flowing high in the sky carried their conversation to the Wind Demon's ears word for word.

"Fuck!" Wind Demon gritted his teeth, glaring at the group of loudly plotting below. "Do they really think I'm an idiot like Earth Demon?"

"If it weren't for... um!"

Suddenly, the wind demon, which was unusually sensitive to changes in nature, raised its head sharply.

In the dim sky, the temperature difference between the clouds was rapidly increasing, and the surrounding wind was becoming increasingly violent.

"Interesting..." Fuuma narrowed his eyes. "Is it finally coming?"

This was a day he had carefully chosen for JOJO; the weather today would be perfect for him to perform.

"JOJO, you are indeed very strong, but in the face of the power of nature, you will realize the insignificance of humanity."

As he watched the wind field he had carefully prepared gradually take shape under the influence of the weather, Fengmo's confidence soared.

With a soft "poof," the Wind Demon vanished from the sky and reappeared in front of Jon Snow in human form.

"Hey, gentlemen," Fumo bowed gracefully, "I heard you've been looking for me?"

"Actually, there's no need for all this trouble... because you are about to become the most insignificant footnote in the annals of the new hell."

Sure enough, he came out; it seems he's not that smart.

A hint of mockery flashed in Jon's eyes. He nodded thoughtfully and said:

"A new hell? You've got some nerve."

"Why not?" The Wind Demon's face gradually twisted. "A thousand souls of fallen believers are enough."

So that's how it is. Is this your plan?

Immediately, a mocking smile appeared on Jon's face, and he said:

"Ha, you fool, I've gathered enough intelligence. Looks like it's time to clean up the mess."

next second.

boom!

Coulson's Glock suddenly opened fire, the bullet piercing the Wind Demon's forehead before disappearing into the distant sand dunes.

Uh?

"Phil..." Jon covered his ringing ears, looking exasperated. "Why did you shoot?"

"I thought cleaning up the trash was a signal to take action," Coulson said innocently, shrugging. "Wasn't it?"

Jon was speechless for a moment, because that was indeed the signal to take action.

It was only meant for himself, but the code definitely didn't include the option of shooting someone in the ear.

"Aren't you a Ripple user?" Remy muttered under his breath, "Why are you using a gun?"

"Uh... well..." Coulson's face showed a hint of embarrassment. "It's called Glock Sprint!"

"Hahahaha!" The Wind Demon's body slowly rose into the air. "Are you serious?"

He stood high above, arms outstretched, and sneered:

"Can a bullet cause a stroke? Can an evil spirit's fist hit thin air? You idiot!"

"Look around you, a tornado is coming! In other words, JOJO, you're completely cornered!"

"Hmph~ I see." Jon suddenly revealed a confident smile. "This is your plan? But—"

"Mudamuda!"

"Do you really think I didn't notice? Ultimately, when you're in a desperate situation..."

Jon stepped forward, pointed a finger at the Wind Demon, and shouted:

"It's you!"