Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Diavolo's figure couldn't help but tremble.

The thick poisonous smoke from before became even more violent after the truth was revealed.

He could feel that under the influence of that terrible toxin, his brain was gradually losing control.

For a stand-in user, the spirit is the foundation for controlling the stand-in, and the mind is the most important weapon to defeat the enemy.

But the poison in Diablo's body now happens to be a terrifying demon that destroys the brain and corrodes the spirit.

His emotions became uncontrollably excited and manic, and hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes.

Damn it. Keep this up.

Sooner or later I will lose consciousness completely.

Diavolo knew very well the consequences of losing consciousness in this situation:

You must wake up

Hurry. Hurry and leave.

He pressed his temples heavily, trying hard to wake up.

But the role of will is limited after all. Such useless actions of seeking medical treatment in a hurry can't save his confused brain, which is running wild like a wild horse.

Diavolo stopped like this, fighting with his body.

The Crimson King paused.

The master's mental state gradually became worse, and the existence of this powerful substitute gradually became less solid.

But even so, Giorno still didn't take it lightly.

Because he now knows very well that he has not won at all:

Diavolo was only poisoned, but he was severely burned all over his body.

Black and red wounds that were difficult to distinguish were all over the body, and the flesh and blood dripping with pus and blackened and deformed clothing were mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish them.

Not to mention continuing to fight, he had to endure unimaginable pain even if he could even take a breath.

Giorno was already in a desperate situation.

The person who can decide his fate now is still Diavolo.

So.

Diavolo, can you still move now?

Giorno waited quietly for the result.

If those toxins were not enough to make Diavolo incapacitated so quickly, then he could only accept his fate.

Giorno will still die, but it's not all meaningless.

Because he succeeded in poisoning Diavolo, sooner or later Diavolo would lose consciousness due to the attack of the poison.

Even if he dies, his companions who come later will help him solve the next problems and pick up the fruits of victory.

bring it on!

Thinking of this, Giorno accepted his fate calmly.

He looked at Diavolo who was standing still, with no fear in his eyes:

Diavolo, kill me!

Giorno! Mista clenched his fists tightly, trembling weakly in the pool of blood.

Giorno. Polnareff climbed up with difficulty holding on to the stone pillar, with a deep respect in his eyes.

Jolu No.

Diavolo's figure trembled slightly, as if he was aroused by Giorno's roar.

The next moment.

Click.

The world in front of Giorno's eyes flickered.

When he reacted again, Diavolo in front of him had disappeared.

This terrifying man seemed to have suddenly evaporated and disappeared from the battlefield.

he

left?

Giorno's expression was a little stunned, and then he was relieved:

Diavolo was indeed still able to move, but he did not kill anyone, but chose to escape directly.

It seems that the toxin has indeed taken effect to a certain extent.

That's why Diavolo didn't even dare to kill anyone, didn't even dare to stay for a second, and spent all his last strength on escaping:

He must have wanted to escape to a safe place where no one would be discovered before Jotaro, Li Qing and others arrived here, and before the toxins in his body completely took effect.

Diablo escaped, but I am still alive.

Such a result

Giorno breathed a long sigh of relief:

It's not too bad.

With a sigh, Giorno collapsed in relief, lying on the ground with the remaining warmth of the flames.

What caught the eye was no longer blood and fire, but a sky filled with stars after the dark clouds had dispersed.

The stars are shining brightly, like being reborn.

Outside the Colosseum.

A taxi was speeding through the center of Rome's most prosperous city at a speed that would drive a traffic policeman crazy.

Guest. Colosseum.

Hurry, almost there.

The driver's face was covered with cold sweat.

.

In the back seat, the burly man who was 1.95 meters tall was silent.

His sharp pupils were deeply hidden under the broad brim of his hat, and his resolute facial lines were still so clear in the darkness.

The decent white coat was already a relatively loose style, but now it was stretched everywhere by the knotted muscles that bulged like mountain peaks.

It's like a volcano about to erupt.

This momentum is still frightening in silence.

The driver only briefly glanced in the rearview mirror, and then he was trembling with fear at the man's terrifying tiger-like aura.

He didn't know why the casual passenger he was transporting at the Rome airport suddenly became like this.

Just receiving two phone calls turned this burly but approachable man into a terrifying beast that no one dared to look at.

arrive!

Seeing that he finally arrived at his destination, the driver was relieved.

He braked hard and parked the car on the roadside of the Colosseum, and then pressed the door lock impatiently:

Get off, get off.

Um.

The man in the back seat nodded slightly.

He casually took out a few large-denomination liras from his pocket and threw them on the passenger seat without looking back:

No need to change the money. Thank you for your help.

well?

The driver was slightly startled.

He was already prepared to be taken in the overlord's car, but he didn't expect that this scary guy not only gave him money, but was also so polite.

Sorry if I scared you.

I haven't been as irritated as I am today in a long, long time.

Jotaro Kujo, the man Diavolo feared, said with a stern expression.

As he spoke, he looked up at the ancient Colosseum in front of him through the window of the back seat:

Polnareff

Are you still alive?

Of course the Colosseum couldn't give the answer.

But the fire that lit up in the Colosseum and the thick smoke that rose indirectly told him that the situation at the moment was by no means optimistic.

Jotaro's strong heart, which had gone through countless hardships, could not help but tremble at this moment:

The last phone call was already a minute ago.

On the phone, the evil man named Diavolo was clamoring to cut Polnareff in half with a knife.

But at that time, as a close friend who shared life and death, Jotaro could do nothing.

All he could do was shout a limited Stop.

After that, Jotaro didn't know anything about the fighting situation in the Colosseum or what happened to Polnareff.

But what he can know is that he will never let Diavolo go now.

No one can harm his companions.

Anyone who has hurt his companions, no matter how powerful, will eventually pay the price with his life.

Platinum Star!

Without any hesitation, Jotaro directly summoned his most reliable comrade.

This humanoid stand-in named Platinum Star appeared on the curb outside the car and helped its owner open the back door of the taxi.

If Li Qing and others were here, they would definitely be amazed by the appearance of this humanoid stand——

This guy's painting style is different from everyone else's.

Gold Experience and Steel Chain Fingers both have strong and muscular bodies, while Platinum Star has a tall body and bulging muscles, and his whole body is filled with a different kind of violent aesthetics.

The golden shoulder armor, white crotch cloth, and cool and simple clothing further highlight its wildness.

And the muscles that are always exposed are as hard as cast iron, with sharp edges and corners, and tremble slightly with breathing.

Every slight movement can make people feel an indescribable pressure.

This is the invincible Platinum Star that everyone knows.

Platinum Star, let's go

Let's beat someone up.

Jotaro stroked the brim of his hat, revealing a pair of cold eyes from under the hat.

Under that murderous declaration, he stepped out of the car and stood next to the Platinum Star.

Then

Jotaro just took a few steps forward, before he even got close to the gate of the Colosseum.

A middle-aged man with pink hair suddenly came into view.