JOJO hiding in the hunter world

"Hey! Old Man Ward, if this keeps up, we won't be able to hold on! We might not be able to wait..."

A relatively young guard, with several tears in his clothes and bloodstains on them, said with some worry.

As he spoke, he crushed a bat that was trying to attack.

"Stop talking! You bastard, are you trying to undermine morale!" the muscular old man scolded the young man, though he didn't even turn his eyes in that direction while speaking, already overwhelmed by dealing with the bats.

"Even if you surrender to them now, this ability won't stop. The ability user who released it is already dead. This should be considered a lingering resentment now. Don't even think about surrendering."

"What about this stronghold if we run away?"

"I'm the captain of the guard squad, after all. Although I don't manage things, I have things I must protect! I won't run away. If you guys want to escape, I might get angry enough to want to break your legs."

Suddenly, no one spoke anymore. There was only the screeching of bats and the sound of flames burning; no one spoke otherwise.

The young guard also realized that the atmosphere was not right. He suddenly realized that Old Man Ward was not a kind person and didn't like to joke, so that threat from just now was likely what he really meant.

He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, almost forgetting to dodge the bats. Fortunately, he reacted at the last moment, hurriedly jumping up to narrowly avoid a joint attack from five or six bats, before replying to Ward.

"Hey, hey, hey, Old Man Ward, are you kidding? Where can we escape to? These bats are everywhere for hundreds of meters around here!

We might even run into reinforcements from those bastards and die even faster. We might as well honestly wait for the Association's rescue. By the way, are you sure the Director sent out a rescue message?"

After hearing the young guard's words, Old Man Ward didn't show any reaction, as if nothing had ever happened.

Whether that sentence was a joke or an angry remark was up to each individual to decide.

With that threat hanging over them, who would dare to run? Ward might not be able to kill all the bats in the sky with one move, but he could certainly kill them, these mortals. No one dared to test the truth of his words.

Ward was a veteran here. Among the guards in this prison, no one had been here longer except for those prisoners serving life sentences.

This position was given to him by Chairman Netero. His connections could be said to reach the heavens, and his strength was worthy of the position.

However, he had always been relatively aloof, staying here unless the enemy attacked here, otherwise he would not go out.

He only made a move once during the Phantom Troupe's attack last time. After that person ran away, he didn't pursue, like a lion guarding his own territory.

If you don't cross the line, everything is fine, and I'll pretend I didn't see it. If you cross the line, I'm sorry, I'll scatter you today, and even scatter your ashes.

Everyone usually didn't have much contact with him and didn't understand him.

The only person who contacted him every time was the Director, but now the Director was lying here.

Who could suppress him now?

They now hated themselves for not being Transmuters. Seeing the bats stupidly crashing into Jon's fire barrier like moths to a flame on Jon's side, they were filled with envy.

"Old Man Ward, we're almost unable to hold on. We don't know when the Hunter Association's reinforcements will arrive, and we don't know if those reinforcements' abilities can deal with these annoying bats at all.

Why don't we ask that young man for help? After all, he just helped us so much and worked very hard to kill those invaders. He should help us. Let's ask him for help. It might be difficult for just the few of us to protect the Director."

The young guard's earnest words also made Ward somewhat tempted. He also coveted Jon's fire control ability.

If the Director hadn't been ambushed, he wouldn't have even looked at Jon. Now, the situation was stronger than him.

His group were all strong in individual fights but useless in group attacks, and it was really difficult to protect a wounded person.

Even someone with a bad reputation like Orochimaru, as long as it's beneficial to protecting Konoha, I can whitewash you.

The stupid crown prince of Sage Six, Naruto, understood, but Old Man Ward thought about it for a long time.

He had never been known for his intelligence. Although he hadn't reached the point of being easily deceived and turning evil like Sage Two Obito, he wasn't far from not liking to think.

According to the division of Naruto, his wisdom should be around Sage Three. The Chairman, in order to prevent him from being deceived and lured away, specifically instructed him to just guard this place and not worry about anything else.

After a brief weighing, he still decided to agree to let Jon come over to help.

Indeed, his abilities were not suitable for dealing with swarm-like opponents. His martial arts were also known for their destructive power, without any of Chairman Netero's watertight Heart-Style aura.

"The one called Jotaro! Can you hear me! If you can hear me and still have the strength, come over and lend a hand!"

Jon faintly heard something about Jotaro, but it was drowned out by the sound of flames burning and bats screeching.

Jon listened carefully and heard only the cries of bats, thinking it was a hallucination. Hallucinations were normal in this noisy environment, and Jon didn't care.

After all, Jotaro wasn't his real name. It was just a small account he had been using frequently for the past month. He wasn't particularly sensitive to this name and didn't hear the call for help.

Many bats were blocking the skylight, trying to get in from here. Silver Chariot raised its hand and stabbed the skylight above its head.

After doing this for a while, Jon's arms were getting sore.

So, with Jon's will, Magician's Red came out of his body and flew to the top.

"Fire Style: Flame Pillar!"

A straight pillar composed entirely of flames shot out from Magician's Red's hand.

Like turning on a flashlight at night, the bats around the opening of the fire barrier were swept away.

The world was briefly quiet.

They also saw the Flame Pillar released by Jon and assumed that this ability couldn't be moved, so he really didn't have any spare strength to help them.

Their hearts sank, and they stopped calling for help.

"I knew that kid couldn't be relied on..." Ward was also muttering. He had always suspected Jotaro's purpose, so it was good that he didn't come to help.

"Cough, cough, cough, what happened? Where did these bats come from?"

Surprise! A big surprise!

The Director, who had been knocked unconscious by the ambush, had woken up, trembling and using one hand to support himself as he sat up, looking blankly at the scene before him.

"You're awake! Don't worry about so much, can you still use your ability?"

"Is the situation critical now? How long have I been out? Can you tell me what happened?"

Ward saw from afar that another person covered in resentment was running over.

"Now is not the time to say this. You've only been unconscious for less than ten minutes. Reinforcements haven't arrived yet. We still have to rely on ourselves. I'm just asking, can you use your ability? We can't hold on much longer."

The Director turned his head and glanced at the other guards who were still fighting hard and were covered in wounds, and was silent for a second.

"I still can, but it's too difficult for my physical condition to use my ability now. After using it, I will lose consciousness. I'll leave the rest to you. This ability will last for five minutes. Seize the time!"

Ward gave him a thumbs up: "Leave it to me!"

Huff--! Cough cough, his lungs were broken, and it was difficult for the Director to take a deep breath now.

"Then here it comes! Capital Exploitation!"

It seemed like a wave, rippling out from the Director as the center. Like a pebble thrown into a calm river surface, everyone could feel the existence of that wave.

No, it was actually more appropriate to see it with their own eyes.

With the Director as the center, all the bats, like DIO seeing sunlight, twisted, exploded, and turned into black smoke.

The area within two hundred meters was cleared.

At this time, Jon was not feeling well. His Nen was blocked again. It was becoming difficult to use his Stand. Jon immediately recalled Silver Chariot and dispelled the fire barrier in front of him.

The Director fainted again.

This ability was called Capital Exploitation. Within the range of Capital Exploitation, Nen, resentment, or other energies smaller than his own would be restricted.

The less energy a person had, the better the effect. Only people like him would not be affected. He could also give the Nen obtained through Capital Exploitation to others in the form of 'investment'.

Even if he encountered someone with energy stronger than his own, they would be restricted within his domain, and their control over the energy within their body would also decrease.

His ability was simply a natural counter to those bats, which, although strange and difficult to deal with, actually had no energy. They were instantly exploited until not even dregs were left.

And Jon might not be a teammate he could trust in his eyes.

But the one who betrayed him was the one disguised as his teammate, and I, who avenged him, was still not trusted.

What kind of world is this! The world is going downhill, and people's hearts are not what they used to be!

The resentment ability user who had just arrived also knelt on the spot.

Jon marveled. Did this guy come to deliver his head?

"It's bad, something big has happened! Where did this hole come from!"

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