I who can connect dimensions want to be a hero

Although it looked like he was self-harming, he seemed to be intoxicated by it.

After a certain degree of wound was carved on the skin, he began to talk to himself again.

"Modern people are really... insufficient... Do you think I'm right? Angelica..."

He turned his head and glanced at his companion sitting beside him.

A young girl with astonishingly fair skin, even her lips are pale, with only a little redness oozing, and her outline is not clear.

She seemed to have gotten used to her companion's self-mutilation performance, and she never set her eyes on him from the beginning to the end.

His empty eyes looked at the scenery outside the window, and his half-open lips were talking in a vague voice.

La la la la la la la la la la la la la...

She was singing, and the already collapsed passengers around her seemed to be her audience.

This is a well-known ballad called "Song of the Skull", but the ballad was originally fast-paced, but it was sung intermittently by this girl named Angelica, which sounded like a slow rhythm. Rhythmic ballads.

She has very, very long hair, but rather than keeping it long, it looks like she forgot to cut it off.

The body that sat softly on the seat was as thin as a dead tree, and the pale neck was shaking, as if it would break soon.

La la la la la la la la la la la la la...

She was still singing slowly, even if no one was listening, she didn't mind. While singing, saliva dripped from her mouth, mixed with blood, and the capillaries in her mouth burst and began to bleed continuously.

No matter how you look at it, it is serious drug (product) poisoning.

Her companion also didn't listen, but just continued talking on her own.

"All kinds of deficiencies... how about... it's not a lack of nutrition, lack of exercise, etc. Compared with primitive humans, it's that life? Daily life? It's very deficient in things like this... it's Ah, just like Angelica you are now...suffering from a severe blood disease, in order to survive, I had to accept the treatment of Masimo's ability, but because of this, I became (drug) addicted... .”

There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and then something popped out of it and spat on the ground. It looked like phlegm, but it was actually a scab that had scabbed off the inside of his throat.

"But I'm not like you... As long as you let yourself feel the pain constantly, in order to arouse your vitality, otherwise I may become like you, I don't want to do this... That's why we appear in Here, isn't it?"

A strange dagger slashed across the back of his hand, leaving a wound, but strangely, at the same time Vittorio made this action, there was a harsh metal rubbing sound on the top of the carriage, and then metal scratches appeared on it .

A sudden smile appeared on Vittorio's face, and he stood up from his seat.

"Captain Wuladimir asked me to give you an injection when you were addicted, but you secretly threw those things away before getting in the car. Is it because that guy Masimo died? Yes... After all, you like him the most, but it doesn't matter... I won't be as fragile as these guys, just let you sing the last song before you die."

He walked over the head of a passenger on the aisle and said to himself.

"Our team existed to protect Maximo from the beginning, and now Maximo is dead. This should be the reason why Captain Wuladimir made that decision, but for you, life is over. ..."

While saying these words, Vittorio rarely showed a gentle expression on his face, but it looked extremely strange when matched with his ferocious face.

"Actually, I discovered it when you made those small movements, Angelica... But I didn't want to stop it... Don't worry, pain is the best stimulus for me..."

The doll dagger flicked back and forth in his hand.

"Buggarati? Let me see how fragile his stand-in is."

...

Carefully opening the door of the carriage, Giorno saw the passengers already lying on the floor of the carriage, and his expression was ugly.

The opponent's ability is a purely mental attack, and the ability of the gold experience can't relieve this strange feeling that makes the body gradually weak.

And if this continues, everyone on this train may die!

Apache followed closely behind into the carriage.

He and Giorno searched for the carriage in this direction, Bugarati and Fugo were in charge of the other side, and Naranja and Mista were in charge of protecting Trish and driving away the bird double.

but...

"Giorno, what are your plans?!"

Although Apache did not continue to be hostile to Giorno because of Bugarati, he still didn't trust this newcomer named Giorno Giobana very much.

"Since the bird-shaped double has no other attack capabilities other than this kind of mental attack, it also means that he will never act alone."

Giorno replied calmly, he could already clearly feel the powerlessness coming from his body, and even his vision tended to gradually become blurred.

"Since there are companions, there are two possibilities..."

Giorno's palm accidentally scratched a sharp spot on the door, and blood dripped, but Giorno could not feel such pain at all.

It's not because of anger, but because the enemy's substitute ability has already affected his body.

"The first is that there are carriages that have not been infected by this substitute ability, and the second is that this ability has a special cracking method."

Apaki was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered something. He remembered that in his previous police experience, when arresting those addicts, they had no fighting power at all.

In other words, it is absolutely impossible for the teammate of the stand-in messenger to inject something that would affect his combat effectiveness at this juncture. Even if he were, then he would become quite conspicuous among these passengers!

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ps: The two are also from "The Shameless Purple Smoke"

Chapter 143 Meeting Suicide (1250 Monthly Ticket Plus Changes)

"There is nothing wrong with this carriage." Giorno briefly glanced at the situation in this carriage, and almost all the people inside were unconscious.

Apache is also very uncomfortable at the moment, he did not expect such an evil substitute ability to exist in this world.

"Then...continue..." Apache said with difficulty, supporting the back of the chair in the carriage.

He could already feel that his breathing was slowly failing.

"Hmm..." Giorno nodded, and then walked into the next carriage.

It is still the same as the previous carriage, without any abnormality.

The same scene and the reason of getting weaker and weaker made it gradually difficult for Giorno and Apache to see everything in front of them clearly.

However, just as Giorno was about to open the door of the carriage to go to the next carriage, the movement from the palm of his hand shocked him.

“Golden Experience!”

The golden stand-in appeared beside Giorno, and beat the person lying motionless on the seat beside him.

but...

"Giorno!"