I am a Type-Moon comic artist!

and...

At the same time... in another parallel world—!

The ability of a Stand is hereditary; for example, if a father has a Stand, his son will also have one.

If the older brother awakens his Stand, the younger brother will also awaken his...

Unlike the previous stand-in...

This is the real Stand that is to awaken from Kurokawa Kazuya... which means that—a certain bond has been passed down to the past.

Although, originally Kurokawa Kazuya and that person... his sister Kurokawa Kazumi were no longer related by blood.

However—the materials are the same; the base material for this body is still the same as the material of Kurokawa Kazuya's body before he came into this world...

so...

Even though it was very faint, it still gave Kurokawa and Miya different possibilities.

and...

The speed at which time passes is also slightly different.

At this moment, Kurokawa Kazumi felt something changing in her body, as if something was about to emerge from it. This feeling grew stronger with each repetition of the Ripple Breathing technique.

That was... a sign that she was about to awaken her Stand!

......

"Oh, you're back—My Master—" It was Alucard's voice that brought him back to his senses.

"Hmm?" Kurokawa Kazuya slightly came to his senses and saw the current situation: "I see. If DIO disappears, then... I'll be the next target?"

All around—

The Greater Grail was behind him, and in front of him stood a man wielding dual pistols, aimed at the Servants and the surrounding magicians and agents.

Although it's just one person, it gives the impression that it's a whole world.

"How did it go? I remember you were planning something. Did it succeed? Did it fail?"

"No, I failed." Kurokawa Kazuya stretched his neck and sighed. "Without a doubt, I failed. I gained nothing and even suffered some losses... But—what? Are we going to start the final battle now?"

Kurokawa Kazuya looked at Barthezmero and said, "Spare me, I still need to create, I can't die here."

“Oh, oh—that’s right! That’s exactly it, that’s the kind of awareness you need to be to be a creator!” Shakespeare said with a hearty laugh.

"Shut up." Barthezello said, raising his hand. "Where's DIO?"

"died."

"Is that so... Hmph, as expected. Well then—I'll give you a chance for the sake of your current achievements—choose: die here or surrender to our side—."

“We can do that too,” Ambrose Conant interrupted Barthez, “As long as you come to us, our Church will take responsibility for protecting you.”

"You bastard, you're really tired of living, aren't you?" Barthezello's pupils radiated a dangerous aura.

Kurokawa Kazuya narrowed his eyes slightly...

The current situation...

This is indeed very bad—

It appears they are discussing how to deal with him next, but that's not actually the case.

What they were truly fighting for back then was... the Greater Grail behind Kurokawa and Kazuya—

Previously, the Greater Grail was kept in the custody of the Mage's Association, but now things have changed... Now, the Greater Grail has appeared on the battlefield, in front of everyone.

At this point, whoever obtains the Greater Grail will have the advantage tilting in their favor.

Barthezmero gritted his teeth slightly as he looked at the current situation and began to send his last Servant, Berserker, who originally belonged to the Black faction, to rush over.

If the Greater Grail had been placed inside Ramses II's pyramid, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

However, that king was too arrogant, which made her very unhappy. If the Holy Grail were given to him like that, something unexpected might happen... But, unexpectedly, because of this situation, the Greater Grail appeared on this battlefield!

It's all that damn DIO's fault! It's all because of that guy that things have turned out this way!

Should we bring forward the final battle?

Now... this is the only way!

Chapter 263 Seizing

"Well, Master—? What should we do in this situation? Give the orders! Should we side with one of them—or should we kill them all? Give the orders—" Alucard smiled expectantly: "Whatever the order, give me the orders!"

"An order..." Kurokawa Kazuya let out a soft sigh. "Then—"

Although it seems a bit wasteful... it's only possible to use one Command Seal.

"Wait!" Just then, a voice rang out!

Saint Martha stood in the middle of everyone and said, "This battle is over!"

“What do you mean?” Barthezmero turned his head and flicked his ponytail as he spoke.

"I say, this battle ends here!" Martha said, a faint light appearing behind her. "I have the authority to use two Command Seals on each Servant. This time, Lancer's Master is a Master who has gathered in response to my call to defeat DIO—therefore, I will not allow you to immediately turn against your former comrades after this!"

"So what? Don't forget this is war, the Holy Grail War!"

“That’s true, but I’m the Ruler! Speak up if you have any complaints! I’ll listen carefully!” Martha said, showing off her boxing gloves, clearly ready to charge at any moment.

Who wants to fight her?

If it's just one of them, then let's settle it with our fists.

More than two?

First, use a Command Spell to order them to commit suicide once!

"Tsk...retreat!" Barthez waved his hand in dissatisfaction.

Now, Black's only remaining opponents are Lancer and Archer.

Only Alucard and Gilgamesh remain.

Although both of these heroic spirits are difficult to deal with.

but...

The same goes for them; none of their Servants are weak!

Berserker - King Vottigeng.

Archer-Arash

Lancer

Saber - Mordred.

And then there's the strongest Rider—Osmandis.

With such a camp and such an army, how could we possibly lose!

"And what about us!" Shakespeare suddenly exclaimed, "Don't forget us!"

"Yes, yes, I understand, go away."

......

DIO has thus exited the scene—

That's how it is in almost everyone's eyes.

But that's not right—DIO escaped using his last bit of "reality" before he died!

Some of them escaped...

It drifted aimlessly, without even regaining its self-awareness!

I don't know how much time passed!

He gradually regained his composure: "Ugh... Damn Jotaro... When did he learn Ripple? And at that level..."

DIO, leaning against the golden wall in front of him, gasped for breath: "That's a level that even my vaporization freezing technique can't freeze... But when exactly? When did my reality change into a 'reality' of being afraid of the sun? No... I can't remember... I never expected... I never expected that I, DIO, would be in such a sorry state!"

As he spoke, he walked down the corridor: "Where is this? It looks like... the bricks aren't low-grade. Good. Let me go in and have a good meal! That way I'll recover... Just wait! Even if Jotaro Kujo reappears next time, he won't be a match for me, DIO!"

"Haha, hahahahahahahahaha————"

"Hmm." DIO frowned slightly. "What? Did I smile?"

"No, it's not you who's laughing! It's Yu!"

"What—?" DIO turned around abruptly, only to find that the surroundings had somehow transformed into a grand hall, and the smiling figure was the man seated on the jade throne in the center of the hall—

The pharaohs of Egypt.

"The Red Team's Rider..." DIO frowned, looking around. "I never imagined I'd find myself here without even realizing it—"

"No! You didn't come here on your own, it was me! It was me who guided you—guided you to this great temple!"

DIO frowned. This guy's voice was too similar to his own, making him feel like he was speaking: "Stop. What you're saying has nothing to do with me. Stop using that voice!"

"Hahaha—" Ramses II laughed loudly: "I haven't even said anything about how much demanding this piece of trash like you has—?"

boom----

"Mu Da----"

"Hmm—" DIO took a small step back, his body becoming even more transparent.

"Haha, you blocked it, didn't you? So this is that ability to rewrite reality, huh? But—judging by your weakened state, how many more times can you use it? Once? Twice? Oh, I forgot to mention, that was just a casual strike from me. So, can you block that now?"

"You bastard—what exactly is your purpose in deliberately luring me here?" DIO gritted his teeth and said to the pharaoh, who had the same voice as him.

"Good question!" Ramses II stood up and laughed loudly, "I am the Pharaoh! King of Kings! I am supreme, perfect, unique, and must exist forever. My finite lifespan is my only tragedy. But—I see possibility in you! If I obtain that ability to rewrite reality, then I will naturally obtain a physical body, and naturally achieve immortality! Therefore—"

"Oh...so you want my substitute?"

"That's exactly right!"

"Impossible!" DIO laughed loudly. "A Stand is a manifestation of life energy, and everyone's life energy is different! How could you possibly obtain my Stand!?"