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

(Just do it, godfathers, today is the most important day! Let's throw in all our votes and make sure you read on!)

"You really think I can't see through you? Now you're the one in dire straits!"

boom--

A powerful golden aura erupted from Jon, enveloping him.

"Euro!"

The next second, Platinum Star's fist pierced through Wind Demon's body, followed by...

"Ora ora ora ora ora!"

However, the once invincible combo attacks were completely ineffective against the Wind Demon, whose body was composed of wind.

The scattered wind instantly reformed, as if it had never been attacked.

But Jon didn't stop, as if making a last-ditch effort; Star Platinum didn't stop!

"Hahahaha!" Fuuma spread his arms, letting the fist pierce through his body. "Useless, JOJO! How could a punch possibly cause a stroke?"

His maniacal laughter echoed through the desert, extinguishing the nascent hope in the eyes of others once more.

Only Jon's eyes flashed with a sharp and thoughtful look.

It seemed that during Platinum Star's continuous attacks, he noticed something strange.

But everyone else looked serious, including Thor.

As an Asgardian who had lost his divine powers, his brute force was of no use against this elemental demon.

If even Jon Snow, the strongest among them, is helpless, then what can they do?

Among them, Remy's attack was ineffective against the invisible wind, Iggy's Stand could not reach the target, Thor lost his divine power, and Coulson's Ripple was only half-baked.

Once the tornadoes stirred up by the wind demons arrive, the wind demons, aided by the environment, will easily defeat them.

There is no doubt about that.

"This is probably the strongest enemy we've ever encountered," Coulson said in a deep voice.

"Not me!" Thor retorted, unconvinced. "If I had a hammer, I could smash this piece of trash to death with a flick of my wrist!"

"Yes!" Thor gritted his teeth. "The hammer doesn't accept me anymore, damn it!"

"Hey, Jon..." Iggy whispered, "How about we run away? My Fool can lead the way!"

"Ha, that's enough."

Jon raised his hand to straighten his hat, a confident smile curving his lips.

As someone who came after him, he has found the answer in the experience of those who came before him and in this guy's reaction.

"After you've silently counted to three, I'll take care of this guy!"

"Huh? Wow wow wow wow."

Fengmo put his hand to his ear and tilted his head exaggeratedly.

"What did you say? I can't hear you, JOJO. Are you talking in your sleep? Hahahaha."

"Then you should look behind you before saying that."

Jon calmly pointed to the sky, as if everything was under his control.

"Trying to fool me?" Fengmo sneered, then his expression suddenly changed, and his body began to turn transparent. "No! This is..."

"This is!"

He turned around abruptly and saw a purple giant, more than two meters tall, hovering behind him.

Then, Star Platinum slightly opened its mouth and suddenly inhaled sharply.

In an instant, its mouth unleashed an astonishing suction force, quickly drawing away the air around the Wind Demon!

This is a piece of knowledge that Jon used, namely that the speed at which air fills a vacuum is equal to the speed of sound.

In other words, as long as Star Platinum uses his speed exceeding the speed of light, his immense power, and his extraordinary precision, he can artificially create a vacuum!

"What?!" Fengmo stared wide-eyed in horror. "How is this possible! This is not scientific!"

"Physics no longer exists!"

He never imagined that this evil spirit could generate such a terrifying suction force simply by breathing!

They actually created an artificial vacuum using only their physical abilities!

That's so illogical!

"I've been thinking about this from the very beginning."

Jon adjusted his hat brim and began his classic JOJO-style explanation:

"Why were you too afraid to show yourself at first, but now you dare to swagger in front of me?"

"What made you bolder?"

"Normally speaking, demons like you who can blend into the elements of nature are indeed the most difficult to deal with without hellfire."

"So—" Jon pointed to the gradually disintegrating body of the Wind Demon, "I had Star Platinum throw punches repeatedly to test your physical structure."

"As expected, you are indeed composed of wind, but as the number of attacks increases, your recovery speed noticeably slows down, which proves that you are not invincible!"

"Because!" Jon caught the holy water bottle Coulson tossed to him, "the key to your recovery is the wind in your environment, that is, the air! As long as you cut off that source..."

The holy water bottle arced through the air and struck the Wind Demon precisely in the face, the holy water flowing down.

Jon pointed at him and made his final conclusion!

"You will lose your earthly possessions and your prized ability to recover!"

"So your next sentence is—Impossible! Even the Demonic Heart of Witch doesn't know this secret! That's impossible, right?"

With a cracking sound, wisps of smoke rose from the Wind Demon's face, and his flesh began to dissolve like fat in hot oil.

"Aaaaaah!!!" The Wind Demon frantically scratched at its melting face. "Impossible! Even the Witch Heart Demon didn't know this secret! This is impossible!!!"

"What—" Then, Fuuma's eyes widened. "Was all of this part of your plan, JOJO?!"

"Ugh-----Ah!!!"

Amidst mournful howls, the Wind Demon's physical body completely disintegrated.

This fallen demon, who had roamed the human world for hundreds of years, was finally sent back to the hell he feared most.

What awaits him is Mephisto's eternal torment.

"Of course, all of this was within my calculations."

Jon turned around gracefully, looking at the stunned group of people, a smug smile playing on his lips:

"I told you, I'd take care of him in three seconds—how about that?"

His deep voice finally made everyone, who had been tense, breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is this finally over?" Remy slumped to the ground. "Are there any other demons out there?"

"It's definitely gone."

Jon sat down as well, and the others relaxed as a wave of fatigue washed over them.

"Wait a minute..." Thor took a bite of his dry rations, then suddenly frowned. "Did we forget something?"

"Woof? (Huh?)" Iggy looked up blankly. "Woof woof woof woof? (What did you forget?)"

In the instant they relaxed—

Not far away, a towering tornado was quietly forming, hurtling towards them.

This was the final gift that Fengmo gave to them.

Whoosh—whoosh—

The sound of wind grew louder as it approached. Jon, who was drinking tomato soup, suddenly looked up, his pupils shrinking!

"Hey! Look over there!" He slapped Thor hard on the shoulder.

"You—!" Thor spilled his soup all over the floor and was about to explode in anger when he followed Jon's gaze and saw the horrific scene—

He immediately stood up and shouted!

"It's a tornado!!"

"Damn it! That vile demon, as despicable as frog urine!"

After finishing their tirade, Coulson and Remy jumped up together and shouted:

"Run!"

The group hurriedly looked around, only to find that the horses that had brought them there were nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it, where's the horse?!"

Jon Snow stared intently at the approaching tornado, his face ashen.

"Without horses, we have no chance of escaping!"

"Jon, at this speed..." Remy's hand had just touched the playing cards but he pulled it back. "Even with a horse, it's too late!"

They're only realizing it now.

Faced with the overwhelming power of nature, any Stand ability seems so insignificant.

Even if time were to stop, Star Platinum would still be unable to escape with everyone!

This tornado was incredibly fast and wide-ranging! It practically blotted out the sky!

After a two-second life-or-death decision, Jon Snow made a decisive order:

"Iggy! Use the Fool to dig a hole! Coulson, pour all the water in! Quickly!"

"Woof! (Got it!)" Iggy instantly summoned his Stand, "The Fool!"

Amidst the swirling sand and dust, a large pit quickly took shape.

Jon poured all the drinking water supplied by S.H.I.E.L.D. into his stomach.

"Get in! Quickly!"

The crowd filed into the shelter.

Jon, who was lagging behind, exchanged a determined look with Coulson and nodded at the same time.

Both of them, being Ripple users, understood each other's meaning!

After going inside.

Inside the cave, Jon's eyes shone with an alarming light, for he had discovered something.

"Guys...look."

He took out and unrolled the scroll given to him by the priest, and the tattered words on it suddenly began to glow faintly.

Before their eyes, a string of numbers appeared strangely.

2

"What is this...?" Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although he didn't understand what he meant, Jon's voice was unusually firm; he felt that at this moment, a strong boost was needed.

"Look at this! We're about to find the devil's palm!"

"And what guided us was this tornado! So, we'll be fine!"

"Believe me."

The roar of the tornado grew closer overhead, and sand began to fall in rustling sounds.

But at this moment, everyone else's eyes lit up with new hope, while only Jon's eyes held deep worry.

"I hope so..."