Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

The arrow took effect and the ability was awakened.

But this ability is a useless waste ability.

Fate had played a terrible joke on him.

Diablo is now standing in the Colosseum on March 27, witnessing the unbearable memory for him taking place step by step.

He really wanted to stand up and snatch the insect arrows, and he also wanted to kill Giorno and the others right here, but he couldn't do it.

Because in his memory, the insect arrows would be shattered tonight, and Giorno and the others would all be alive and well.

The axis of memory cannot be disturbed, and what has happened cannot be changed.

Diavolo can only be a bystander now, and cannot even let his past self discover his existence, otherwise a terrible time paradox will be waiting for him.

Could it be that the ability of Ouroboros is to allow me to relive the failures of the past?

No, it shouldn't be like this.

This ability definitely has its meaning!

The cruel fate has already shattered his pride and fighting spirit.

Now Diavolo didn't know whether he was using such thoughts to cheer himself up, or whether he was trying to comfort himself in vain.

But no matter what, there is nothing he can do now.

He is just a ghost who dares not see the light, hiding in the dark, watching the past scenes reappear before his eyes:

I disappoint you and I am still the winner in the end!

On the second floor of the Colosseum, the old man was stepping on Polnareff and shouting:

The insect arrow you prepared for years to kill me finally helped me open my way to the top.

Destiny is really interesting, isn't it?

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After hearing these words, Diablo, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but have a subtle expression:

I didn't feel embarrassed when I said these harsh words before.

Now go back and listen carefully from the perspective of a bystander.

It's almost as shameful as looking back at the diary of a literary youth written in one's youth as an adult.

It is unbearable to look at and hear.

But whether Diavolo is willing or not, the unbearable past is forced to play in front of him like an old movie that the school organizes to watch and requires him to write a review:

it's useless.

I've seen your little tricks a long time ago.

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Stop talking, stop talking.

You're scared.

Such a will cannot be my enemy.

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Shut up!

You're down to your last bullet.

Is this one bullet enough for you to stop me?

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Although no one discovered the existence of this future traveler.

But Diavolo, who was hiding in the dark, had the illusion of watching himself being publicly executed.

In fact, as long as the speaker can really achieve the final victory, these words will not make people ashamed.

But Diavolo knew that after saying such a series of harsh words, the arrogant Dark Emperor suffered the most unbearable defeat.

When he thought of this, his heart stung.

And in Diavolo's shameful, helpless, and painful eyes, the past is slowly moving forward as he remembers:

First, Diavolo was so frightened by a mobile phone that he lost all his skills.

Then Mista destroyed the insect arrow with the last bullet.

Diavolo became angry and attacked, but Giorno used Cistus' trap to stop him.

The cistus bush soon burst into flames.

The fire shone brightly and the smoke filled my nostrils.

Diavolo, who came from the future, covered his mouth and nose in advance and sighed with a complicated expression:

Almost over.

He remembered that he fell into Giorno's scheme and inhaled a large amount of plant smoke that had hallucinogenic effects.

At that time, it was like he had drunk too much fake wine, his brain was dizzy, and his consciousness was in a trance.

He has no memory of what happened after the poisoning.

He only knew that when he woke up, he had escaped from the Colosseum at some point and was soaked in the viscous liquid in the sewer.

Diavolo still can't forget the mouthful of oily and red excrement at that time.

It was almost a nightmare that he would recall every time he ate.

Now the nightmare is about to happen, but Diavolo is completely powerless to change:

Why is this happening!

Can I really just watch myself become a sewer rat?!

He thought sadly.

At this time, the plot in the Colosseum has come to an end:

The fire was extinguished, and Giorno survived with serious injuries, but was unable to fight anymore.

Diavolo in the past was shocked to find that he had been poisoned.

His figure was shaky, his eyes were blurred, and he forced himself to confront Giorno.

You should be running away next, right?

Now Giorno and Mista are seriously injured, and Polnareff is disabled.

As long as you are not poisoned to the point of completely losing consciousness, escaping is not difficult.

Although I can't remember how I escaped after the fragment was broken.

But Diavolo can also roughly guess the situation at that time:

He must have used his last consciousness to escape from the Colosseum before he fell into a complete coma, and hid himself in the sewer.

He thought so in his mind.

Then, I saw in the Colosseum, in front of Giorno who was no longer able to fight back.

The old Diavolo struggled to stand unsteadily.

Stand.

Stand.

Nothing was done.

His eyes were becoming more and more confused.

This is it. This is where my memory was fragmented!

Diavolo, who was hiding in the dark, opened his eyes nervously:

Next, your past self should start running away.

He thought so in his mind.

And the Diavolo who passed by didn't even move a step away.

What's going on? Why is there no movement at all?

Run, you should run quickly!

If I don't run away, 'I' will die here!

Diavolo looked at his past self in shock.

But not only did his past self not run away as he wanted, but he also had a slight tendency to fall into a coma.

He just yelled Giorno's name through gritted teeth, and his eyes became more distracted and lifeless.

It was as if he had completely lost consciousness at this moment.

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Diavolo suddenly felt an unprecedented fear in his heart:

My memory has been fragmented here.

Did I actually lose consciousness completely at this time?

If that's the case, how on earth did I escape the Colosseum?

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He suddenly thought of a surprising possibility:

Could it be that I didn't escape from the Colosseum on my own?

Someone rescued me from unconsciousness.

And the one who saved me.

Diavolo looked at his hand with a horrified expression:

Is it just me?

This sudden idea was somewhat difficult for him to accept.

Wouldn't saving my past self cause a time paradox?

But Diavolo knew very well:

What if he, the future traveler, does nothing now and his past self is completely unconscious?

In the past, Diavolo would have died directly in this Colosseum.

If the past self is dead, wouldn't the current self be even more of a living time paradox?

Diavolo was troubled:

Ouroboros, what on earth should I do?

To save or not to save?

Ouroboros didn't give him an answer.

The previous sense of terror that prevented him from committing stupidity and causing paradoxes seemed to be just a newbie benefit to protect him from committing suicide for no reason.

Time travel is a dangerous thing. After understanding the existence of paradox, he must walk on thin ice and decide his own behavior in the past.

It's better to be ready to take action first!

In this almost still time, Diavolo made a difficult decision:

Anyway, I won't be discovered by my past self when I use Time Cut. Even if the times overlap, I will just be kicked out of the Time Cut state.

First cut the time to make sure it's safe, and then observe the situation during the time cut.

Thinking of this, Diablo immediately took action:

The Crimson King——

Make time leap!

Time is cut away at this moment.

Giorno, Mista, and Polnareff were all in a state of unconsciousness at this moment, and they couldn't notice what was happening at this moment.

Diavolo tentatively poked his head out from the darkness:

Then, in his shocked eyes

His past self suddenly fell to the ground with a plop.

Slept like a dead dog.

“That’s true”

I was really saved by myself!

Diavolo's expression became extremely exciting.

He carefully approached himself who collapsed on the ground during the cutting time:

His past self had completely passed out. He could not sense Diavolo's existence at all, and it would not cause any paradox.

Then. I want him to escape safely like in my memory, but not notice that he is being saved.

The sewer outside the Colosseum is indeed the best choice.

Diavolo's expression became even more astonished:

I was actually hidden in the sewer by myself?

Thinking of this, he was shocked and helpless, carrying his past self and hurriedly escaped from the Colosseum.

After walking out of the Colosseum, not far outside was the sewer that impressed Diavolo.

Open the manhole cover and the aroma comes out.

Still the same time, still the same sewer.

Diavolo instinctively felt nauseated, and a nightmare memory quickly emerged from the dark corner like a cockroach smoked by pesticide.

Ugh. He endured the discomfort, hesitated for a moment, and finally threw his past self into the sewer with his own hands.

The water splashes and calmness returns.

Diablo helped himself to put the manhole cover back properly.

That way my past memories won't be wrong.

After covering the manhole cover, Diavolo couldn't help but fell into deep thought:

I saved my past self and had an intersection with my past self, but it didn't cause any paradox at all.

I see. I understand!

Time is a cycle, like an ouroboros with no beginning or end.

The fact that I appeared here from the future is part of the past.

If I hadn't happened to travel back in time and save myself, I would have died on the night of March 27th.

I have been unknowingly affected by the future, but I can't detect it!

Diavolo finally clarified his thoughts and figured out the mechanism and principle of time travel.

But he was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't realize it at all

When he was standing next to the manhole cover, not far away.

A man with an invincible expression on his face was walking towards him in a hurry.