Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 337 Slaves of Fate

1999年4月5日，下午17点59分。

The square in front of Moriohcho Tram Station, the public bench closest to the station exit.

Kishibe Rohan was holding an ink brush in his hand and a sketchbook on his lap, sitting upright on this unusual-looking bench.

His gaze on the drawing paper is full of concentration, and under the concentration there is a kind of fanaticism obsessed with art.

At this moment, a few small fans passing by were chattering about the great cartoonist.

Kishibe Rohan didn't have a trace of impatience on his face.

While responding to the greetings from those little fans with a gentle expression, he focused on drawing pictures on the drawing paper.

At the same time, he was still silently counting in his heart:

"59 points, 05, 06, 07, 08"

"It's here, 17:59:09."

The man from the future told him carefully:
他会在17点59分09秒意外碰到迪亚波罗，然后会在17点59分50秒成功发动天堂之门。

The time will not be bad for a second, and it will not be bad for a second.

Sure enough, as the "prophecy" said:
At this moment, at the moment of 17:59:09
A middle-aged foreigner with pink hair appeared in front of Kishibe Rohan as if by fate.

That's Diablo, the villain of the story.

An unspeakable excitement surged in Kishibe Rohan's heart, but he didn't express anything on the surface.

He was still finishing his painting with a calm expression, and at the same time dismissed those little fans who were overly enthusiastic.

Soon, the little fans passing by watched COSCO go under the watchful eyes of Kishibe Rohan.

And Kishibe Rohan still didn't pay attention to Diablo, he just lowered his head with a serious expression, focusing on the painting that was about to be completed.

Finally, the painting is finished.

Kishibe Rohan breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his hand and put down the brush, then raised his head and said to Diablo:

"Mr. You seem to have been observing me for almost half a minute."

"Are you interested in my paintings?"

"If that's the case, I would like to let people taste it."

As he spoke, he gently picked up the painting with wet ink, as if expecting Diablo's answer.

"Well"

Diablo hesitated.

He was busy meeting with Yoshikage Kira right now, and his vigilance seemed to be maximized.

So, with doubts about Kishibe Rohan, he quietly started to test.

In this way, after a series of trials.
Diablo finally dispelled his doubts, believing that the other party was just an artist who happened to be here to sketch and create.

"Okay. Thank you."

"I was just trying to see what you were drawing."

He continued to act as an art lover, perfunctorily agreeing to Kishibe Rohan's words.

"Then please review and appreciate it."

Kishibe Rohan handed out the sketchbook with a steady movement, with a hint of excitement under his plain expression.

Diablo gently took the sketchbook, and pretended to read it:

"It is indeed a painting that can make people's eyes shine."

This is not entirely perfunctory.

Although the structure of the painting looks simple at first glance, it looks like scribbles, but when you look closely, you can find that the lines are simple and clear, and the details are rich and rich.

It seems that there are only a few strokes, but the simple pattern is vividly depicted with the most delicate strokes.

only.
Diablo hadn't understood what the pattern depicted in the painting was.

Obviously the other party is sketching at the gate of the station, but the content of the painting is not the scene of people coming and going at the station, but
a snake.

A snake connected end to end.

It's like a ring with no beginning and no end.

"This painting should be."

Diablo hesitated, not knowing how to respond.

"This is a mystical symbol that has been passed down since ancient times."

"I'm sure you'll be interested in it too."

Kishibe Rohan introduced to Diablo with a smile on his face:
"And its name is—"

"Ouroboros."

Naples, in the port warehouse where the explosion just happened.

"Ouroboros."

Another lost memory resurfaced in his mind.

It turned out that before I awakened my ultimate ability, I had already seen "Ouroboros" in Kishibe Rohan's paintings.

An unspeakable fear welled up in his heart, and Diablo was on the verge of collapse:

"Kishibe Rohan."

"So I have completely failed at that time?!"

He roared hysterically in madness.

And Li Qing showed a relieved smile:
Indeed, Kishibe Rohan is the key to solving all this.

Since coming to Duwang Town, Li Qing has been holding back a bunch of uneasy questions in his heart:

That is why he, who has never been to Duwang Town, has a teammate he has never met in Duwang Town?

Why was Kishibe Rohan able to grasp his information in advance?

Kishibe Rohan used some method to defeat Diablo, who could predict the future, and captured this overly cautious guy in one fell swoop.

These questions have never been answered.

However, after knowing that Diablo's ultimate ability is "time travel".
Li Qing vaguely guessed the answer:
He must have gone back in time too!
Back in the past, he would definitely contact Kishibe Rohan.

And this great cartoonist with weird personality will definitely believe his statement and become his companion.

Because these are both the future and the past that has already happened.

The past cannot be changed, and the future will definitely come as written by fate.

So, after the previous crash.
The first thing Li Qing did was to look for mobile phones everywhere, trying to contact Kishibe Rohan directly by phone.

The mobile phone was found, but no one answered the first call——

This is actually quite normal:
Because of the time difference, Kishibe Rohan's place should be around 1 o'clock in the middle of the night.

This great cartoonist may be sleeping, or he may be concentrating on creating, so it is not surprising that he did not answer the phone.

And just when Li Qing came to guard the warehouse door, and planned to continue bombarding the great cartoonist with his phone.
Diablo had already arrived on his motorcycle.

But Li Qing didn't panic because of Diablo's sudden killing.

Because this gave him a big reassurance once again:
Before the phone was connected, Diablo had already arrived.

what does this mean?
This means that Li Qing won the battle 100%.

Otherwise, if he loses in this battle
He couldn't contact Kishibe Rohan, and Kishibe Rohan couldn't become his teammate when he "never met".

And the past that has happened is absolutely [unchangeable], so Kishibe Rohan will definitely be his teammate, and he will definitely be able to contact Kishibe Rohan smoothly.

"I will definitely win."

This is not a flag.

Because Li Qing has already understood the script in advance:
"Everything has been written."

"The future is the past that has already happened, and the past cannot be changed."

"So we're really just repeating the cycle of time."

"And in this immutable time loop, I'm doomed to win and you are doomed to lose!"

Li Qing paused slightly, and then said in a deep tone:
"Diablo, don't you understand?"

"Think carefully"

"Who exactly defeated you?"

Diablo was shocked, as if he had suddenly fallen into an endless abyss:

Yeah, who the hell beat him?
Is it Li Qing?
Or Kishibe Rohan?

No, neither.

The reason why Kishibe Rohan was able to bypass the epitaph and get Diablo hit was because Li Qing told him the exact time of attack in advance.

And Li Qing was able to tell Kishibe Rohan the exact time of attack because Kishibe Rohan had told him this information in the past.

This is just the simplest example:

It proves that time is a cycle.

I don't know where to start and where to end.

Li Qing and Kishibe Rohan, they are actually just unknowingly, following the established track of the time cycle.

So, what really beats Diablo is:

"is destiny"

"It's the preordained fate!"

Diablo is devastated, desperate, and insane.

Turns out he wasn't fighting an equal enemy at all.

His enemy is God, fate, the whole world, and the script that was written long ago.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning exploded in Diablo's mind.

A memory that had been buried for a long time suddenly came to my mind.

That memory is actually not that long ago.

According to "now" time, it was only about 2 hours ago.

At that time, in the dark alleys of Naples, a certain sculpture artist told him with his life:

"It's fate."

"All of us are but slaves of fate."

"."

"no no!"

"I'm not reconciled!!"

Diablo growled hysterically:

"I clearly have the power to overcome fate"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to lose to this ridiculous fate!"

"Yes, Ouroboros, I have activated Ouroboros!"

He looked at his body that was gradually becoming blurred, and roared incoherently:

"I am invincible in the virtual state."

"And when the virtualization is completely completed, I can go back to the past through the long river of time, yes, go back to the past!"

"I'm going to keep going back and forth between the past, the past past—"

"I can have enough time in the past to live forever traveling through time and never come back!"

Diablo completely lost the courage to face Li Qing.

In other words, he no longer dared to face that desperate fate.

He even wanted to hide headlong into the past, and "spend his old age" in the infinite time superimposed hour after hour.

"Still fighting against fate?"

"It seems that you still don't understand at all, Diablo."

"It's useless for you to do anything - because you are already defeated now."

"Just now, after that big explosion, you have already provoked an extremely dangerous existence."

Li Qing sighed helplessly.

Then, he stretched out his hand to point out a direction for Diablo:
"See for yourself."

"Some forgotten memories, it's time to remember."

"What, what?"

Diablo's madness suddenly stopped.

With an indescribable horror, he looked in the direction of Li Qing's finger.

The first thing that catches the eye is a ruined wall, and there are still some waves of fire that have not dissipated.

The powerful explosion just now seemed to have shattered one side of the wall of the warehouse, allowing the scene outside the warehouse to penetrate unobstructed.

Therefore, Diablo can clearly see at this moment:

Outside the warehouse, a familiar car was parked.

In that car sat a familiar teenager.

Diablo saw the boy with bright pink hair.

Through the raging flames, the pink-haired boy also saw him.

(End of this chapter)