JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

The girl eventually died.

Just then, the prince, who had awakened at some unknown time, along with Joe, Holmes, and Nayvi, who had disappeared without a trace, all arrived at this place.

Diablo's expression turned cold upon seeing this, for he really did not want to be with these sociable and arrogant little people; he thought it best to stay away from them.

If that doesn't work, just kill them.

"Sir, how is the situation? Has the arrow been recovered?"

The prince, supported by Hol Hol, was asked a question.

Diablo did not reply.

"Hey, Tobio, how's that girl? Even if she's a thief, wouldn't you still have some sympathy for her?"

Nayavi patted Diablo on the shoulder casually, then looked up in shock at the dead girl behind him.

"What are you doing? Just like that, you killed her? Showing her no mercy at all? Besides, she was just a thief!"

Nayavi kept muttering, which successfully made Diavolo feel a little impatient.

"roll."

So he slapped the other person, killing him.

That's right, he was slapped to death, his head was twisted 180 degrees.

This son of a noble family, Chen Miaowen's temporary buddy, died here, his life extinguished.

This scene completely terrified the other three. They had come with a concerned attitude, but Diablo's move left them speechless.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

The only one who dared to speak was the prince, because he believed that he had saved Diablo's life, and no matter what had happened to him now, he should still remember their past kindness.

"I said, stay away from me, or you'll end up like this friend, dying here."

He turned around, his two-colored pupils flashing, signifying his return to imperial demeanor.

This demeanor successfully captivated the entire audience.

No one dared to approach him again, and they began to leave.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash."

He suddenly remembered something, and turned his head again, wanting to find the cursed arrow that Chen Miaowen most wanted to find.

Then, to his surprise, he discovered that the girl's body had disappeared sometime earlier.

"?"

Unlike Chen Miaowen, Diablo did not hesitate to activate his ability when faced with a situation.

He simply looked around, trying to find the body in the dynamic world.

"Sigh, that guy, all he did was let his braid down, why did he suddenly become so ruthless? That was his former friend! He just slapped him to death like that?"

Mr. Joe helped the prince back to the cabin to pack everything up, while Holmes followed behind, nagging incessantly.

"I don't know, he's like... not the same person as before."

Joe was about to say something when he was suddenly stabbed in the heart with a karate chop and collapsed to the ground dead.

With such a swift, accurate, and ruthless move, the prince immediately recognized who had made the attack.

"teacher!"

But when he turned around, he met the eyes of a monster.

The monster was covered in black, cloud-like chunks of flesh, with countless tentacles flailing wildly. At the ends of the tentacles were human hands, and the creature that killed Joe was among them.

Moreover, between the chaotic tentacles was a foul-smelling, viscous maw, wide open but silent, which was enough to prove how terrifying and horrifying this monster was.

"This...this is? The three pillar gods from Krish mythology?"

When others saw this monster, they could only run away in fear.

Diablo, on the other hand, showed absolutely no panic.

On the one hand, it was because he had enough imperial confidence in himself, believing that he would not die at the hands of such a mindless monster that only knew how to bite.

On the other hand, it's because he has some knowledge of this monster in another world, in a strange book.

"What's her name... Shubush? But why does she exist in the JoJo universe? Is it because of that cursed arrow?"

Diablo quickly thought it over. Seeing that the monster ignored him and was only attacking the prince and his companions, he turned back to the ruins and successfully found the arrow in the ruins.

It wasn't an insect arrow he'd ever seen before; on the contrary, it looked like an arrow that had no distinguishing features whatsoever.

"That little madman used this arrow before he died..."

He held the arrow, not intending to experiment on it, because he had some psychological trauma from the arrows he had encountered before, and besides, this was a cursed arrow.

"Why don't you attack me?"

He was probably the closest to the monster that the girl had turned into, but the monster simply went around it and killed the most useless Joe, or maybe it didn't even kill him.

Then they chased after those nobles, completely ignoring him.

Let's go after them and see.

Anyway, I had nothing else to do.

......

Joe did not die, because he killed many people and had many puppets, so usually the puppets would take the lead.

The person supporting the prince was also a passenger who had died long ago.

"Sigh, I already said it was a curse, ah... I guess I really didn't tell that girl..."

He clutched his chest, trying to ease the familiar pain and comfort his heart that hadn't been pierced.

"Heh, that really hurts. How many times have I been killed by those tentacles? I've almost forgotten..."

He decided to stop interfering and do things on his own.

For example, killing a few more unconscious guests to serve as puppets for one's own demise.

......

Hol Holmes wanted to curse.

He had originally found a zombie-like creature on the other side.

It wasn't just similar, it was exactly the same, covered in blood, making it impossible to see its face, and it had a piece of meat in its mouth. I wonder which unlucky guy it was.

The zombie bit into human flesh, smacking its teeth as it tried to bite him, but the piece of flesh in its mouth seemed stuck to it, and even when it opened its mouth, it couldn't bite Hol Hols.

He naturally shot the zombie dead, but his hand trembled uncontrollably. He was genuinely afraid of this strange, inhuman, ghostly thing.

He didn't dare to go any further down, so he returned to the cabin to wait for news. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Joe helping the prince slowly approach.

But to his surprise, five minutes later he was chased by an even stranger creature that wouldn't let him go.

"Damn it, go after the prince, or that red-haired bastard! What's the point of chasing after me?!"

He pulled out the Emperor and fired bullets one after another, as fast as a rifle, but they were all blocked by the tentacles. To be precise, they were swallowed by the tentacles and then melted.

"Holy crap!"

The bullet was damaged, and he was also injured, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

So he ran slower and slower, but dared not fight back, dared not hasten his own death.

Finally, he ran to the very edge of the ship, with nowhere to go but to jump into the sea or prepare to die.

"Hey, Hol Holz, need any help?"