Let the Bizarre Adventure of the Joestars begin.

With a forceful swing, the military knife in his hand, already covered in wavy, rapidly descended.

At the same time, something different appeared in front of the young lady. Everyone saw it; it was a strange, completely transparent space, but no one knew what it was.

The distortion finally ended, and Cecilia, who had been behind the guards, appeared there.

Similarly, the large hand that was gripping Miss Jeanne's carotid artery was eventually severed by the wavy military knife.

"Cough cough!" Miss Jeanne coughed as she felt her throat suddenly ease, while also breathing in the air she hadn't felt for dozens of seconds.

He pulled the hand that was still stuck in his neck off, and then used the ripples that had just been generated to destroy the hand.

"Jeanne, catch your breath." Cecilia said this to Miss Jeanne, who was still panting heavily, and then turned her attention back to Moriarty.

"So that's how you switched my book. That must have been a spatial ability." Moriarty immediately analyzed what had just happened.

“…” Cecilia did not answer, but stared intently at Moriarty.

"Can't you fight? Then I'll take that as a yes." With that, Moriarty turned his attention back to Cecilia.

Ultimately, the situation became just like it was before we came here: a fight to the death.

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Last night I watched the FGO 2.3 storyline and laughed all night. After laughing, I thought about it for a long time. How the hell am I supposed to hype up Jeanne? I can't exactly send Jeanne to some prehistoric world to farm some sword immortal or something, can I? (Although I did have that thought.)

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Ripples and Blood's Frenzy: Chapter Twenty - Cecilia's Envy

The two sides faced off, neither daring to make the first move. Miss Jeanne was wary of Moriarty's terrifying physical abilities after becoming a vampire, while Moriarty was wary of the ripples that resembled the sun and the sudden spatial abilities.

These two individuals have likely created another situation where neither side dares to make a move.

However, unlike the three men, the guards were oblivious to the danger. After seeing that the three men had stopped moving, they opened fire, shooting at Professor Moriarty, who had clearly struck first.

Gunshots rang out continuously, and the room was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Moriarty was also riddled with bullet holes.

However, he did not fall, or rather, the several bullet holes in his body had no effect on Professor Moriarty at this moment.

"He's still alive, he's been shot in the head but he's not dead yet." The guards were trembling at the sight, as if they were facing a natural enemy of humanity, but their status as guards still restrained them, preventing them from running away.

"What are you standing there for? Run!!!" At this moment, Simsa finally realized why Miss Cecilia had let them escape earlier. Moriarty had completely become a different kind of creature, a terrifying creature, just like the vampires described in medieval literature and theology.

No, it's less a theological description of vampires and more a myth based on the creature in front of us.

Simsa's shouts of running away finally woke up the stunned guards. Everyone was running away, but someone always messed up. Well, it wasn't exactly messing up, just that their reaction was a step slower than others.

It was this very action that prompted Moriarty to take action.

Moriarty charged forward with a speed that Cecilia and Jeanne could not stop.

He inserted his finger directly into the poor guard's carotid artery.

In the next few seconds, the person turned into a dried-up corpse, but perhaps "dried-up corpse" is not an accurate description. After a few seconds, the poor young man probably had all the ownership of his consciousness.

However, compared to vampires, ghouls are easy to deal with. Jeanne, Cecilia, and the guards outside can all quickly take care of the ghoul. The real enemy we need to be concerned about now is Moriarty.

"Is this the power of a vampire?" Moriarty said, feeling his severed arm growing new flesh.

"How does it feel to become inhuman, Professor Moriarty?" Miss Jeanne asked Professor Moriarty, who was experiencing his newfound power, but her tone contained an inexplicable sarcasm.

Moriarty ultimately did not reply, but simply stared at Miss Jeanne, while Cecilia took the opportunity to slowly move towards the door, the only exit.

“It seems it’s going to be a battle between you and me.” Moriarty confirmed this after noticing Cecilia’s movement.

After all, it was impossible for the two of them to fight Professor Moriarty at full strength, and Jeanne and Cecilia had to be prepared for Moriarty's departure no matter what.

If Moriarty were to leave now, Jeanne and Cecilia would have no idea how quickly the criminal empire, which had only been destroyed not long ago, would rise again.

It's even more unimaginable how many countries will be affected this time.

Therefore, all of this must be resolved today, and it must be resolved completely today.

Jeanne adjusted her breathing, took a step to the right with her left foot, and moved cautiously. Although Jeanne could easily defeat Moriarty with her current Ripple.

However, every time Jeanne fought Moriarty, the two were filled with calculations, and these calculations made Miss Jeanne wary of Moriarty's current physical abilities and hesitant to make a move.

“I say, Jeanne Joestar, even you have to resort to these little tricks now.” Moriarty, now a vampire, noticed a slight difference in Jeanne’s dress.

That was a loose thread, a loose thread on the clothes. The thread was pressed down by the stone, and with the movement just now, the thread was stretched, although to a normal person it seemed like a completely unintentional action.

However, for Jeanne and Moriarty, their battle was not a matter of unintentional mistakes, but rather a result of meticulous scheming.

Just as Jeanne learned about Moriarty after their encounter, Moriarty also learned about Jeanne's situation.

Therefore, in such battles, there is not much attrition warfare, and even the few instances of attrition warfare are preparations for the final blow.

The current situation of the two of them is perhaps just as Chinese military strategy emphasizes: all battles were already over before they even began.

“I said, it’s just a loose thread, don’t worry about it so much,” Miss Jeanne said, but in the end she still broke off the loose thread on her clothes.

Seeing that the thread was no longer being pulled along with Miss Jeanne's movements, but instead falling directly to the ground, I finally felt a little relieved.

after all.

When fighting Jeanne (Moriarty), one cannot let down one's guard, or one of them will surely die.

"Hey Moriarty, I've already broken the thread, why don't you stop your little antics a bit?"

Hearing what Jeanne said, Moriarty stopped what he was doing behind his back. It was a very simple action; Moriarty was smearing his bodily fluids onto a sharp rock behind him.

However, judging from what just happened, the vampire's bodily fluids could very well turn a person directly into a ghoul.

"Hmph~" Hearing Miss Jeanne's words, Moriarty finally stopped what he was doing, just like when he was reminded by Moriarty before.

He stopped what he was doing.

Cecilia, who was standing at the door to prevent Moriarty from escaping, looked at the two of them. Their almost identical tricks and pre-battle preparations made her feel a little jealous for some reason.

Yes, Cecilia is actually envious now, envious of the tacit understanding between the two. But that's quite normal, after all, Cecilia is still a 22-year-old girl in real age, but she's actually 15 years old (?).

And at this age, it's the age when people tend to overthink things.

Surprisingly, Cecilia didn't sense any negative emotions from this at all.

Perhaps it was because Cecilia knew that those two were just mortal enemies.

After they stopped their small actions, the two men made their move.

They charged toward each other at the same time.

A charge that disregards one's own life, solely for the purpose of killing the enemy.

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It seems like I should stand them up, but then I think I'll pass...

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Ripple and Blood Frenzy: Chapter Twenty-One - The Fall of a Criminal Empire

The two were fighting here, but they remained locked in a stalemate. This was normal, since neither of them dared to go all out. If they went all out but failed to achieve enough results, the whole situation would collapse.

Therefore, the current situation is that neither of them dares to make a move easily.

However, it seems that someone is getting a little impatient.

"So you finally couldn't resist making a move, Professor Moriarty?" Miss Jeanne asked, sensing the attack frequency had noticeably increased.

However, as she said this, Miss Jeanne had almost finished preparing her own plan, a way to inflict sufficient damage on Moriarty without having to use her full strength.

“You are the one who should be fighting, after all, your wounds aren’t enough to keep you fighting for much longer.” Moriarty said, referring to Jeanne’s current condition. Indeed, just as Moriarty said, although Jeanne’s physical condition could still support her in battle, it probably wouldn’t last long.

After all, the injuries she sustained before the battle had a significant impact on her body. Although she could temporarily ignore them, the damage was still there. If she finished the fight quickly, she would die. Miss Jeanne would die, at Moriarty's hands.

Suddenly, Moriarty swung his hand forward, and a small, exquisite pistol slid out from his sleeve and was aimed at the young lady's lungs.

A small-caliber, short-range pistol. This pistol is not very powerful; in fact, it's more accurate to say that it can only cause fatal damage at close range when aimed at vital organs.

Therefore, Moriarty's current target is actually more convenient than the space between the eyebrows. Professor Moriarty is aiming at Miss Jeanne's lungs, which is a great position to attack.

For a Ripple user, the lungs are a vital organ, since Ripple ultimately relies on the power generated by breathing. If the lungs, the organ used for breathing, suffer sufficient damage, then Ripple will become unusable.

The inability to use Ripple Qi Gong means certain death.

But let's get back to the topic. Faced with this situation, Miss Jeanne is completely helpless, since she's not even as fast as a bullet.

Then, just as expected, a flash of light erupted from the muzzle, and the bullet shot out at a speed invisible to the naked eye, its final destination Miss Jeanne's lungs.

However, the moment he opened fire, Moriarty saw the smile on Jeanne's face and realized that he might have miscalculated. His previous judgment that spatial transfer might not require much preparation time was wrong.

Such a mistake ultimately brought Moriarty unpredictable consequences.

Similarly, the previous loose thread was not actually cut off from Miss Jeanne's dress; it was just that spatial abilities were used to make it appear as if it were broken, while in reality, the thread was not broken.

Yes, the bullet passed right through Jeanne's body, as if it were air, and disappeared into the ground behind her.

“Looks like it’s your failure, Professor Moriarty.” With that, Miss Jeanne pulled the thread tight. Because of the previous actions, the thread had taken on a different form; the thin thread, which wasn’t very long, had already wrapped around Moriarty several times.

As the thin thread tightened, Moriarty's body was tightly bound.

“It’s over, Professor Moriarty.” With that, Miss Jeanne transmitted the ripples along the thin line in an instant.

The next thing to happen, barring any unforeseen circumstances, is that Moriarty will be dismembered and die.

However, if Moriarty had died then, he probably wouldn't have been the founder of one of the most feared criminal empires in history.

There was a revolver on the ground. It was the pistol that René used to assassinate a foreign ambassador. Because of Moriarty's sudden incident, the gun was left at the scene and had not been taken away yet.

Now, this abandoned pistol has become Moriarty's best escape tool.

Completely ignoring the fine threads on his body and the ripples that were about to touch him, he used his body, which was several times larger than that of an ordinary person, to pick up the gun on the ground.

He fired a shot at the taut wire, firing before the ripples reached his body.

With the sound of a gunshot, the thin thread was burned by the flames from the muzzle and fell to the ground. The same ripples could not be transmitted again through this thin thread.