Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

In Diavolo's opinion, Giorno had completely miscalculated.

He only calculated that Cistus's flame trap could hurt Diavolo, who had the ability to cut time, but he completely failed to calculate that the Crimson King could predict the future in addition to cutting time.

If you can predict the future, you can see through all traps.

The trap itself that is seen through loses its combat value, and may even be used by the enemy to backfire on itself.

like now

The trap that Giorno set with his life completely became the devil that devoured his life.

The large amount of essential oil secreted by Cistus has become the best fuel.

The fire quickly ignited the oil, igniting every plant around Giorno.

There were storms of fire in all directions.

Thick smoke billowed up, covering everything.

The flames had become a prairie fire, and Giorno was trapped in this sea of ​​fire, with no way to escape.

As for Diablo, the enemy he wanted to defeat at all costs, he was standing outside leisurely watching him reap the consequences.

Ha ha ha ha.

I was originally thinking about what kind of punishment I should give you two brats to relieve the hatred in my heart.

I didn't expect you to give such a perfect answer yourself.

Looking at Giorno who was trapped in the flames and unable to break free, Diavolo's smile became more distorted:

Burn it, burn it more violently!

Just let me watch you dance in the sea of ​​fire and let the flames burn you disgusting bugs away!

Vicious curses resounded in the fire wind.

As for Giorno, just like what Diavolo wanted to see, he was cornered by the raging flames all around.

Every space around him was filled with twisted tongues of fire.

The sharply rising high temperature had already dried up the cold sweat on his forehead and began to scorch his unprotected skin.

The naturally curly beautiful blond hair began to gradually turn yellow and scorched in the flame oven.

The pain of the skin being burned by the flames finally reached a threshold that the brain could not bear:

ah--

For the first time in his life, Giorno let out such a shrill scream.

The cruelest way to die is to be burned alive.

At this time, people can feel the sharply rising temperature in their bodies, the rapid loss of water, and can see with the naked eye that cells are deactivated and dead, and the skin is charred and charred.

Even a determined man like Giorno could not bear the intense pain of the flames burning his body.

Ha ha ha ha.

Those who disobey me will end up like this!

Hearing the extremely painful wail in the sea of ​​fire, Diavolo smiled even more with satisfaction.

There is nothing more beautiful than the agony howl of an enemy on his deathbed.

if so.

That might be the slight meat aroma mixed with the rich smoke.

Thinking of this, Diavolo inhaled deeply the smoke that was actually very choking beside the fire, and he only felt happier in his heart.

Giorno!

Mista's painful and rapid roar came from the other side of the fire.

Diavolo couldn't see Mista's figure through the blazing flames, but he could also hear the powerlessness and despair in his voice:

Giorno, Giorno!

Mista no longer had the strength to resist.

He could only look at the sea of ​​fire in despair and his companions struggling in the sea of ​​fire, calling out feebly again and again.

Oh, right.

And you, Gedo Mista.

Diavolo looked away from Giorno, who was about to be burned alive.

He remembered that he still had an enemy he had not killed:

Don't you care about this blond brat?

In that case, I will throw you into the fire and let you reunite.

After all, Jotaro will come at any time. Since he has had enough trouble, he still has to wrap up and leave as soon as possible.

With that said, Diavolo prepared to find a way to approach Mista.

Mista was sent far behind by Giorno before, and now he was far away on the other side by the fire.

To bypass the fire scene and kill Mista, you have to use a substitute to climb back to the second floor, and then use the circular floor on the second floor to make a half circle.

It's really troublesome.

Diavolo thought for a while and finally decided to take action quickly:

He no longer admired the miserable image of Giorno struggling in the flames, but turned around and took quick steps.

However.

Just like that, something went wrong.

Diablo was horrified to find that he could not control his body's center of gravity.

He stepped forward, staggering and almost missing his step and falling.

What, what are you doing?

Diavolo suddenly reached out and held his forehead.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that something was slightly wrong with his head.

A strong dizziness hit my mind.

There was also an abnormal excitement and mania that had always existed since he first started admiring Giorno's death.

This abnormal mood swing made him mentally numb, so much so that he didn't even notice in time that his head was becoming painful and dizzy, and his body was gradually losing control.

how so.

I-am I poisoned? When?

Those plants are obviously just flammable substances. How could I be poisoned!

Diavolo muttered to himself with a dull expression.

His vision began to blur, and there were even faint signs of hallucinations.

at this time

Mu-doo-mu-doo-mu!

Mu-doo-mu-doo-mu!

In the fire scene, Giorno, who had been silently suffering the flames, burst out with unexpected power at this moment.

The golden fist shadow danced wildly in the flames.

Plants covered with mist rose up from the flames of the earth.

Is that a lotus?

Diavolo was stunned for a while.

What he didn't know was that whether it was a lotus or other aquatic plant, the water content in its body could reach an astonishing 98%.

If there is the ability to create plants, then naturally there is the ability to create water out of thin air.

With enough moisture, you can extinguish the flames.

At this moment, most of Giorno's skin was burned.

Such extensive burns are life-threatening, but his will has never been extinguished.

He resisted the physical pain, maintained his mental clarity, and mobilized his last soul power:

“Golden experience. Keep going!”

Mu-doo-mu-doo-mu!

Finally, in the shadow of Golden Experience’s all-out efforts, plants with high water content rose from the ground.

The water mist evaporated in the high temperature, gradually extinguishing the flames surrounding Giorno.

He fell to his knees helplessly.

With injuries all over his body, he fell into the scorched earth that had just been extinguished.

Although he was embarrassed and seriously injured, there was no doubt that Giorno survived.

You can actually put out fires?

Diablo's expression changed drastically:

Giorno has the ability to put out fires, but he has never used this ability to save himself just now.

It was obvious that he was not simply enduring torture, but insisting on implementing his real plan in pain.

The key to this strategy is not fire;

It's smoke.

Giorno gave the answer.

With his whole body burned, he could only hold on and raise his head, but his charred, black and red face was still as determined as iron:

You think my attack method is fire

But actually, my real killer move is smoke.

Because in that large area of ​​plants, there is not only one kind of rock rose.

There are many plants in nature. They are harmless under normal circumstances, but after being burned by fire, they will release highly toxic smoke.

For example

Diavolo himself could tell a lot without the need for Giorno to give examples.

Because the raw materials of the Western West Asian specialties he sells are one of them.

After hunting geese all day long, he was eventually blinded by geese pecks. Diavolo used those specialties to harm thousands of ignorant people, but he never thought that one day he would experience such suffering.

Damn.

I fell into such a clumsy trick!

After the truth was revealed, Diavolo felt his head becoming increasingly dizzy.

If this continues, let alone continue to fight, it would be nice if he could not lose his mind in hallucinations and excitement.

Yeah. This strategy is not clever at all.

In the final analysis, I just want you to let down your guard and inhale the smoke unknowingly.

So, in order to make that happen.

I must endure the pain and let the flames engulf my body, making you think you have won the final victory.

Giorno stood up from the embers of the flames.

He was bleeding and smoking, and there wasn't a good piece of meat on him.

.

Diavolo was silent.

He finally realized how scary this kid in front of him was, no, this man.

What's scary is not that Giorno can come up with such an extremely cruel plan against himself, but that he can actually endure that level of pain in order to successfully implement this plan.

You know, human nature is to survive.

But Giorno could put out the fire and save himself at any time

Standing in the flames, watching my fresh and precious life burn away bit by bit.

Until the plan was confirmed to be successful, he made no attempt to save himself.

This kind of willpower is simply a monster.

Diavolo.

Giorno finally straightened his broken body.

Although he no longer had the strength to fight, he once again stood in front of Diavolo and protected Mista behind him:

I said

If you want to go through, kill me first.

His whole body was scorched black.

Those emerald green pupils were still as bright as fire.