Crossover Anime: I Became Invincible Starting as an Ajin

Chapter 140 Dior

"Jotaro, your injury—" Joseph frowned as he looked at the blood seeping out of his grandson's shoulder again.

"fine."

Jotaro's voice remained steady.

But his pale face and the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his current state.

He tore off the soaked cloth, and Abuder quickly stepped forward to perform emergency hemostasis and bandaging using more professional techniques.

Kakyoin watched warily as the mansion's gate, wide open like the throat of a giant beast, opened into a bottomless abyss of darkness.

"If the guards outside are this troublesome, then Dio himself—"

Wang Bai didn't speak. He walked to where Vanilla Ace had fallen, squatted down, and observed carefully for a moment.

It was an extremely cold, domineering, and ancient evil aura, far surpassing any Stand user I had encountered before.

This is the essence of Dior.

"He's inside."

Wang Bai stood up, his tone certain, "Moreover, he's been watching us the whole time."

These words sent a chill down everyone's spines, as if to confirm Wang Bai's words.

An invisible, chilling sense of oppression slowly emanated from the depths of the mansion, enveloping everyone's hearts.

It was the gaze of a superior predator upon its prey that had intruded into its territory, a gaze that was a mixture of mockery and cruelty.

"We must go in as soon as possible; little Holly can't wait much longer."

Joseph took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart.

"But Jotaro's condition—and the situation inside—is completely unknown."

Just then, Wang Bai stretched out his finger and drew a line in the air. A faint magical light flickered, and several simple runes were drawn out and imprinted near Jotaro's newly bandaged shoulder.

"This can temporarily stabilize your injury and suppress the pain, but it won't last long."

Wang Bai said to Jotaro, "Intense battles will accelerate the loss of effects."

Jotaro felt a gentle force seeping into his wound, and the burning pain was indeed relieved quite a bit.

"————Thank you."

Wang Bai then looked at the others: "My 'shadow' can go ahead and scout ahead."

Having said that, without any visible movement from him, several soldiers of the Shadow Legion silently slipped into the shadows of the mansion gate, disappearing instantly like drops of ink in water.

By sharing the senses of the Shadow Soldiers, Wang Bai was able to roughly perceive the situation within a certain distance behind the door.

"The hall ahead was spacious, with no obvious ambush. But there was a very strong—aura of 'death.'"

After closing his eyes and sensing for a moment, Wang Bai said, "Moreover, the internal structure of the building is very strange, and the sense of space is somewhat disordered."

This undoubtedly increases the risk of moving forward.

"There's no turning back." Kakyoin Noriaki clenched his fist. "No matter what's inside, we have to move forward."

Avdol nodded, the red magician's flames dancing in his palm, a symbol of fighting spirit that could also provide illumination when necessary.

"Let's go, may God bless us."

With Wang Bai's shadow soldiers scouting ahead in the shadows, the group maintained a highly alert formation and finally entered Dio's lair.

The interior of the mansion was extremely dimly lit, with only a few specks of moonlight filtering through the broken windows, outlining the distorted silhouettes of the furniture and columns.

The air was thick with the smell of dust, the rotten smell of old wood, and a faint, cloying, and nauseating odor of blood.

According to the perception transmitted back by the Shadow Soldiers, the hall was indeed empty, but deep in the corridors on both sides, there seemed to be many "things" moving around. They were not the aura of living people, but more like—bound undead or lowly corpses.

"Watch your sides," Wang Bai whispered a reminder.

As soon as he finished speaking, a rustling sound came from the darkness of the left corridor. Then, several unsteady, vacant-eyed, ashen-skinned corpses rushed out like sharks that had smelled blood!

"Euro!"

Despite being injured, Jotaro Platinum still handled these grunts with ease, and the corpses were torn to pieces as if struck by a heavy hammer.

"Red Magician!" Avdol's flames swept across the right corridor, burning several undead creatures that tried to approach to ashes.

Kakyoin's Green Emperor, like a precise sniper, used emerald water droplets to snipe any fish that slipped through the net and leaped out from the ceiling and shadowy corners.

Joseph's Hermit Purple is like a serpent, mainly used for restraint and early warning, binding the movements of the undead and creating opportunities for others to attack.

There were quite a few of these undead, but their combat strength was generally low; they were more like cannon fodder used to exhaust the enemy's physical strength and energy.

As they cleaned, they cautiously made their way deeper into the mansion.

Beyond the hall was a long corridor adorned with tattered portraits. The Shadow Soldiers relayed a message: at the end of the corridor was a massive spiral staircase leading to the upper levels.

"Is Dior upstairs?" Kakyoin asked.

"Uncertain, but this is the most obvious path," Joseph mused. "My Hermit Purple is greatly disturbed here; it seems the entire building is shrouded in an evil force field."

Just as they stepped onto the spiral staircase and had only taken a few steps up, another anomaly occurred!

Above the stairs, the once solid steps suddenly twisted and softened as if alive, turning into a huge, viscous swamp of blood and flesh that reeked of stench! At the same time, countless pale, pupil-less eyes appeared on the surrounding walls, staring intently at them!

"Another hallucination?" Kakyoin reacted immediately.

"No! This time it's a physical entity!" Avdol's expression changed as he felt the tangible suction and corrosive aura emanating from the swamp of flesh.

"It's a Stand ability that combines physical attacks!" Wang Bai deduced. The Shadow Soldiers attempted to approach from the shadows, only to find that the shadows themselves were being corrupted and assimilated by the power of the flesh swamp. "We can't force our way in!"

"Let's go the other way!" Jotaro made a quick decision, and Star Platinum punched the wall next to them, creating a gap. The group quickly jumped out of the gap and landed on another unknown corridor.

The corridor grew even darker, lined with countless closed doors. Behind each door seemed to lie unknown dangers. Dior's mansion itself was a giant trap, where every step could be fatal.

"This won't do; we'll just die here," Joseph gasped. "We have to find Dio's exact location!"

Wang Bai closed his eyes again, fully activating his perception of intent and the Shadow Legion's detection.

Countless streams of information flowed back through the veins of shadow, reflecting back to the restlessness of the undead—all the clues.

All the evil auras subtly pointed to the deepest part of the mansion, a source pulsating like a heart, filled with extreme darkness and powerful life force.

"Over there."

Wang Bai pointed to a huge double door at the end of the corridor, completely different from the other doors, carved with strange patterns.

"He's right behind that door. And—he seems to be getting impatient."

As if in response to Wang Bai's judgment.

The enormous door, without any human intervention, slowly opened a crack with a sickening scraping sound.

An even more intense, almost tangible darkness and oppressive feeling surged out from the crack in the door like a flood bursting its banks!

A deep, magnetic voice, yet tinged with endless coldness and malevolence, seemed to resonate directly in everyone's minds: "Welcome to my castle, Joestar bloodline, and—interesting visitors from another world. You have finally arrived."

Dior was right behind the door.

In the center of the hall, a golden figure stood with his back to them beside a magnificent and ancient coffin.

He had perfectly defined muscles and long, flowing golden hair; simply standing there, he seemed to be the center of the entire dark space.

He slowly turned around, revealing a handsome face that was filled with an inhuman, sinister aura, his scarlet eyes carrying a hint of mockery and endless arrogance.

It's Dio the vampire!

"The Joestar bloodline—a century-long karmic bond—has finally come to an end."

Dior's voice was deep and magnetic.

"And you, a visitor from afar, your soul radiates a strange light that makes me—very hungry."

"Dio!" Jotaro lowered the brim of his hat, his eyes sharp as knives, and Star Platinum radiated a strong fighting spirit behind him.

"Enough with the nonsense, Dio! For the sake of the Joestar family's century-old feud, I will annihilate you here today!"

Joseph roared.

"Hmph hmph hmph—hahahaha!"

Dior burst into wild laughter.

"Destroy me? With your abilities? You have no idea what kind of being stands before you! Feel the power I possess, a power that surpasses all living beings!"

Before he could finish speaking, Dior's figure suddenly blurred!

It didn't move, it disappeared!

The next moment, he was already in front of Avdol, moving at a speed that exceeded the limits of visual perception!

"Too slow!"

Dio smiled dismissively. His Stand, a golden, muscular figure strikingly similar to Star Platinum but even more ferocious—"The World"—unleashed a punch with a resounding "Bang!"

Avdol's Red Magician didn't even have time to fully materialize before he was sent flying, crashing through several walls, his fate unknown!

"Avdol!" Kakyoin exclaimed.

"You're next, Joseph!" Dio's figure disappeared again.

"Watch out!" Jotaro's Star Platinum suddenly swung his fist, trying to intercept.

"Euro!"

"Useless, useless!"

The two powerful Stands clashed in mid-air, unleashing an astonishing shockwave!

Jotaro groaned, staggered back a few steps from the impact, and the wound on his shoulder reopened, bleeding profusely.

"Behold! This is the power of the world!"

Dio hovered in mid-air, looking down at the crowd, "And this is far from the limit!"

The battle erupted instantly, but it turned out to be one-sided.

With the unparalleled speed and power of "The World" and his own vampire regenerative abilities, Dio easily suppressed the combined forces of Jotaro, Joseph, and Kakyoin.

The tentacles of the Green Emperor were easily torn off, the vines of the Hermit Purple were instantly shattered, and even Star Platinum could barely withstand Dio's storm of attacks.

Wang Bai controlled the Shadow Legion to launch surprise attacks from the shadows, attempting to disrupt Dio.

The Shadow Soldiers' attacks were cunning and ruthless, but "The World's" defense and reaction speed were equally astonishing, and most of the attacks were blocked or avoided.

Even if it hits occasionally, the damage to Dio is extremely limited, and it will heal quickly thanks to his powerful regenerative abilities.

"Useless, useless, useless!" Dio laughed wildly. "Your efforts are nothing but the struggle of ants!"

Just when the battle was going extremely badly, Jotaro and his men were retreating one after another and were about to be defeated by Dio one by one.

Wang Bai suddenly sensed an extremely hidden energy fluctuation that shared the same causal origin as the one he was tracking—the Incubator Civilization!

He suddenly looked up at the shadows of the hall's dome.

There, several QBs hovered silently, their red eyes coldly watching the battle below, as if observing an experiment.

"High concentrations of hope and despair energy fluctuations were detected, meeting the criteria for collecting extreme emotional data."

"The target individual, Dio, embodies an intense field of despair, and generates a highly effective catalytic effect of hope in surrounding units. Data collection efficiency: Extremely high."

"The willpower and potential exhibited by the observed variable Wang Bai and its associated individual Jotaro Kujo under extreme pressure — recorded."

They were not there to help Dior, nor to help Wang Bai.

They merely stand by and watch, waiting to collect the energy of the most intense "hope" born under extreme oppression, which transforms into "despair" in an instant!

The fateful showdown between Dior and the Joestar family is their ideal "experimentation ground"!

"So that's how it is—you were hiding here."

Wang Bai understood immediately, and a surge of anger welled up within him.

These cold-blooded observers treat all the pain and struggle as mere data!

That's why the power system of this world was altered, allowing irrational entities like Stands to be born and creating all sorts of tragedies.

Similarly, using "fate" as a means to drive magical girls toward the tragic end of becoming witches, those with the Golden Spirit are constantly sacrificed like "witches of the new world."

Dior is both the altar for the sacrifices of the incubator civilization and the tool for those sacrifices.

This explains why Dior became so powerful that he could suppress everyone present by himself.

If it weren't for Wang Bai's numerous and powerful Shadow Legion, Joestar and the others would probably have been killed in an instant.

"It's time to end this farce."

Dior opened his arms, and powerful energy began to gather.

"Feel the real despair! ザ・ワールド! Tokiyuzuki!

(The Worth it! Time, stop!)

In an instant, an indescribable force of rules enveloped the entire hall!

Everything—the flying pebbles, the billowing dust, Joseph's astonished expression, Kakyoin's attempt to unleash the emerald water, Jotaro's platinum fist—froze!

The colors fade, and everything returns to a lifeless gray.

Time stops!

Only Dio and Wang Bai could maintain consciousness in this frozen world, but Wang Bai's body was also unable to move!