I'm just an ordinary person passing by

But, at this moment...

"... cheer me up!"

A voice sounded without warning, and the desperate people raised their heads in a daze, and they looked at the man in the wheelchair with his legs useless...

"The battle is not over yet, hope is not shattered yet! Even if the arrow is in his hands, we can still fight!"

"No matter how powerful the enemy is, no matter how terrible the enemy is, as long as we are alive, we still have hope!"

"This is my last suggestion to you."

"Buggarati, Giorno, run! Run!"

"Run out of this city, out of this country! As long as you are alive, there is hope!"

"—Don't give up on me!!!!"

The man's voice was deafening, no exciting speeches, no deafening shouts, just... just let them run...

Get out of here, out of this country.

In any case, don't give up the hope of life; in any case, don't give up the possibility of winning!

It is not because you see hope that you persist, but because you persist, you see hope!

He hid in incognito in Italy for an indeterminate amount of time before he finally saw the hope of winning two years ago, and now it's just another one...just pushing everything to another one!

Nothing to be afraid of, nothing to be concerned about... just get up and keep going!

As long as you're alive... as long as you're alive, that hope will never die!

"Although I can no longer participate in the battle, but... I will stop you here if I gamble everything!"

"Run! Run! The hope of the future, I cannot see the future of the new era, but I protect the hope of the new era!!"

"Run!!! Bugarati!!! Giorno!!!"

With the determination to die, the man moved, and the man in the wheelchair came in front of everyone.Obviously looks so thin, obviously looks so weak, but at this moment, looking at Bugarati and the others on his back, I feel... extremely at ease...

"...RUN!! Giorno, Apache!!! RUN!!!!!!"

Bugarati closed his eyes, and he gave such an order like a hair association.

Apache, Fugo, Mista, and Giorno ran without hesitation. Naranja and Trish wanted to speak, but they were led to run together without hesitation.

Run...have to run...the only way in front of them now is to run.

Mr. Polnareff opened the way for them with the consciousness of death, and they must not stop here.

No time to cry, no time to be sad, run, must run...  

hateful! ! ! !

Mr. Polnareff! ! ! !

"Want to run?"

Diablo looked at Buccarati and the others who were fleeing, and subconsciously wanted to catch up, but just as he moved, the silver knight swung his sword and attacked fiercely.

The high-speed attack of the silver chariot made Diablo retreat involuntarily.

The Gallic gentleman stopped the passage, looked at the man, and smiled.

"This road is forbidden!"

"Polnareff..."

Seeing Polnareff standing in front of him, Diablo laughed.

"Do you want to stop me with death?"

"Okay, Polnareff, since you want to die like this, then I want to fulfill you!"

"This is Italy, the territory of the 'organization', no one can escape from here, and no one can leave here alive."

"Even if good luck allows them to escape, they don't have the ability to resist me!"

"My Crimson King...【Idle Time】Quickly Time is the strongest!"

"Come on, Polnareff, let me see how much strength you have left after you have been lurking for ten years after being seriously injured by me!"

Under the gloomy sky, a thunder flashed across, and the pale light illuminated all directions. In the ancient arena, gentlemen and demons had a final confrontation...

Chapter 230 Three: I, Diablo, Are the One Chosen by Fate!

It was raining heavily in the sky, and the majestic rain covered a large area of ​​vision, and the steel earth was shrouded in haze.

The bean-sized raindrops slapped on the concrete road, and the crackling sound was like a messy noise, which was endless.

There was no one in the intricate alleys, and even the bright neon streets lost their excitement.

The pouring rain dispelled all the chaos.No one wants to continue activities in this kind of weather.

The rootless land of false dreams is silent now.

Yukinoshita Haruno was standing on the roof of the Hotel Eden.

Chocolat is dead... In front of the invincible Platinum Star, Chocolat's youth has no power to fight back, no matter it is a fungus that will be attacked from top to bottom, or it is still shattered The surviving body is useless in the face of the powerful and direct power of the Platinum Star.

The majestic heavy rain is often accompanied by gusts of cold wind. The wind blowing from a distance changed the trajectory of the heavy rain, and the raindrops floated on her body.

The rain soaked her clothes, and the cold spread silently.

She looked at the sky, and the torrential rain seemed to be crying from the sky. From the rain, she inexplicably sensed... the smell of sadness.

The mood is permeating, the dullness is spreading, nervous and worried, as if something is about to happen, the emotion stops at this moment.

No more tension, no more fear, nothing to worry about anymore.

because things...have happened...

Has been changed... The fate that should have been determined, the fate that should have been correct... has been changed...

The thunder exploded from the sky, and the rumbling thunder covered everything in the world. The sound of rain, wind, and clattering all quietly dissipated.

The light flashed by.

The darkness was illuminated by the thunder for only a moment, but in that moment, the panicked earth, the howling crowd, and the Bucgarati team who ran out of the arena with sadness, everything was reflected in the woman's eyes. eyelids.

She doesn't know what's going on... doesn't know what's going on, but, she knows...sorrow from the wind...

Ahhh...

What a sad smell, like a heart-piercing cry of despair and bewilderment...

"Really..."

"It's annoying..."

She stretched out her hand slowly, and the raindrops hit her hand, which was as cold as the wind blowing.

"It's ruined..."

The things you hate are completely crushed, and the things you like are played like death. This is the twisted heart of the individual named 'Yukinoshita Yono'.

------

In the ancient Roman arena, smashed boulders, broken buildings, countless sword blades remained on the surrounding stone walls, silver chariots were brandishing sword blades, and high-profile demons were watching coldly.

The heavy rain is pouring down, and the confirmation of dripping blood is meaningless, but it still works when blindfolded with blood. The gentleman's eyes are blinded by blood, and he can't see everything in front of him clearly, so he can only swing his sword at will...

Is Polnareff strong?

From the stand-in of the third protagonist group, Polnareff's stand-in is only stronger than the Hermit's Purple, but the Hermit's Purple is an intelligence-type stand-in, and compared with the intelligence-type stand-in, it is enough to belittle the Silver Chariot .

So, what is the ability of the silver chariot?

The true strength of the Silver Chariot is speed.

That was almost enough speed to catch up to Platinum Star.

However, the burst of speed requires the sacrifice of armor, but the silver chariot removes the armor, and while gaining an attack speed comparable to that of the Platinum Star, its defense will be reduced to the minimum.

A silver chariot without its armor defense would be very vulnerable.

Besides the super fast attack speed, what other attack methods does the silver chariot have?

Extraordinary swordsmanship?No, Polnareff's own swordsmanship is his own. It is precisely because of Polnareff's superior swordsmanship that he can awaken the silver chariot.

Eyesight enough to catch ballistics?No, the silver chariot has no vision, all it can see is all Polnareff can see.When Polnareff lost his vision, the silver chariot became a headless chicken.

Launch the sword in your hand?This is indeed the ability of the silver chariot, but there is only one sword. When the sword is lost, the silver chariot that uses swordsmanship as its combat power will be extremely fragile...

Strong is the silver chariot?No, the stronger one is Polnareff... that gentleman named 'Jane Pierre Polnareff'!

He had already lost his legs, his mental strength was extremely fragile, and now he was blindfolded by blood, unable to resist.

The gray sky seemed to be mourning his impending death.

He couldn't see, couldn't hear clearly, couldn't catch Diablo's movements, couldn't detect Diablo's location.

He can only attack, attack non-stop, and dance around him impenetrably.

Even when he looks like a clown, even when he looks like a joke, he never stops.

This is his last battle... this is his last wish.

As long as those children could escape, he would not hesitate to risk his life and burn his soul.

Although it was only for a short period of time...but...he believed that the people chosen by the arrow were all people with lofty will!

so......

Run, run with hope...you are...the last hope...

"Look at you now...you're in such a mess, Polnareff."

"Now you don't look like you were chasing me ten years ago. Swinging your sword indiscriminately and attacking indiscriminately, you are simply like a bereaved dog."

Diablo stood in the distance, proudly and indifferently watching the clown-like action below.

He was not in a hurry... Although Bugarati and the others ran away, they could only become lost dogs forever, hiding in his shadow forever.

He's got arrows and the power to evolve his stand-in again, and at the same time, his Crimson King has evolved another ability.

【Idle Time】Quickly Time.

When predicting the future, deleting time, and already invalid actions are combined.

The most invincible and powerful stand-in is born here...

No one can compete with him anymore, no one can be his enemy anymore.

He is the strongest in the world...he is the emperor of this world...

This is a trial that transcends the past, and in the end, he defeated the trial...

"Polnareff, you are right here, drown with your conscience..."

——This is the story of my Diablo ruling everything!

Darkness... is gradually covering the world...

Everything seems to have lost hope...

But... Suddenly, without warning, a voice sounded.

"Step, step, step..."

It was the crisp sound of heels touching the ground.

Under the dark sky, a figure is gradually moving forward.

There was obviously a majestic heavy rain, and there was obviously a howling sword cry, but the moment she appeared, all the sounds seemed to stop suddenly...

The world... focuses on her...

Polnareff stopped attacking, and Diablo looked up.

From afar came a beautiful woman.

Even the torrential rain cannot hide her beauty.

She has soft and bright black long hair, an exquisite and upright face, and her slender and beautiful body is wrapped in a blue and white dress.

The bright and youthful breath is like a gentle sea breeze, rushing towards you.