Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 78 Decapitation Therapy
"Leave me alone. I am willing to obey!"

Facing the suffocating fear, Fugo's mental defense finally collapsed.

He was forced to abandon his dignity and faith, and bowed his head to the demon who stole his body and played with his soul:
"Purple smoke."

"Come out!"

Fugo summoned a substitute according to Oranto's order with his consciousness that had been tortured into a trance.

Oranto immediately took advantage of the situation and gave a spiritual hint to Fugo, who was already in a trance due to pain and fear:
"Let's do it, help me get rid of those who are in the way!"

"Yes."

A complex and unspeakable emotion welled up in Fugo's heart.

Instinctively, he didn't want to be the lackey of this monster, but in the end he showed obedience blankly.

Then Zi Yan let out a beast-like roar, and a pair of eyes full of tyranny stared straight ahead.

"very good"

Oranto was laughing wildly.

Although Strictly speaking, he only has Fugo on his side, but Oranto is full of confidence in this battle:

On the one hand, with his ingenious means of "stimulating hormone secretion" and "removing muscle restriction", Fugo can definitely exert far more combat power than usual.

On the one hand, he had observed long ago that Apache and Nalanja were injured and sick, and they paddled without any achievements. Giorno and Buccarati were seriously injured and were bleeding profusely, making it difficult to move.

After careful calculation, only Li Qing can fight on the other side.

"Help me win, dear host!"

Accompanied by the disturbing spiritual suggestion, Orlanto's voice became more arrogant.

However, this arrogance quickly dissipated.

Because of Giorno and Bugarati, the two seriously wounded who were supposed to be dying, are now moving vigorously.

"how is this possible?"

"How could their injuries heal so quickly!"

Oranto was just busy simulating the realistic scene of "Fighting in the Library" for Fugo, but he couldn't devote his attention to other things.

But it was just a matter of a few seconds.
When Oranto came back to his senses, those two guys who stepped into the urn with one foot actually lived like this?

He instinctively fell into shock.

At the same time, Li Qing and Bugarati had followed the battle plan they had made in advance, and without hesitation, they faced Ziyan who was rushing forward.

Antiviral serum can be supplied in unlimited quantities, and Ziyan's murderous virus can no longer pose a threat to people.

And without the ability bonus of the killing virus, Ziyan is just a whiteboard that can only cut flat, and it is also the kind of reckless guy who doesn't have a good brain.

Soon, it encountered a kind of humiliation it had never experienced since its birth, and experienced what it meant to be beaten in the face.

"Come on, golden experience!"

Seeing that Ziyan was successfully restrained, Giorno immediately drove straight in with the golden experience, and the blade pointed directly at Fugo's body parasitized by Oranto.

In the next second, the storm-like dense fists occupied Fugo's entire field of vision:
"Wood, big, big, big, big, big!"

"hateful."

"He actually directly attacked the main body, isn't he afraid of hurting this little ghost parasitized by me?"

Oranto was slightly surprised.

He immediately forcibly took over Fuge's torso and limbs, and used a method that would cause permanent damage to the human body to forcibly lift the muscle restriction, allowing this ordinary body to burst out with the strength to punch the stand-in .

Fugo, who was controlled by Oranto, had a golden experience under the control of Giorno. The fists of the two kept colliding in the air, causing a mighty air shock.

"This guy is going all out"

"Does he want to directly beat the host into a disability, and then control me and the host together?"

While Oranto was busy manipulating Fugo and Gold to experience fistfights, he couldn't help guessing Giorno's intentions in his heart.

As it turned out, his guess was far from bold enough.

When the golden experience was fighting with Fugo, Giorno had already walked around to Fugo's side like a ghost, and showed the sharp dagger.

The cold light flickered on the dagger, and Oranto's neck shivered for a while——

Although he himself has no neck, in order to better control the battle of the host, at this time he has already carried out real-time "perception communication" with Fugo.

He can feel what Fugo can feel.

"Hello."

Oranto froze for a moment, then sneered:

"What are you doing with the knife?"

"You don't think you can cut me off from the host with a knife, do you?"

"Idiot! My body has long been fused into this guy's flesh and blood, and it is absolutely impossible for me to be separated!"

"I know."

Giorno's voice was as cold as that knife light:

"So, I will kill you and him together!"

The moment these words sounded, he had already drawn his sword.

The indestructible blade first caused a sharp sound in the air, and then easily cut the back of Fugo's neck like a hot knife cutting butter, severed Fugo's cervical vertebrae, and tore apart the many blood vessels, muscles and nerve.

"what?!"

Oranto suddenly felt a cold on his neck, this time it was really cold.

Even more so with Fogg.

He didn't even have time to react, he just watched himself soaring into the air while his body fell to the ground.

In the next instant, Ziyan disappeared without a trace, and Oranto was also silent.

The face growing on Fuge's body, just like Fuge's body that fell to the ground, first stopped moving suddenly, and then unconsciously twitched slightly.

"What did you do!!!"

There was a roar on the ground.

Of course, it was not Oranto and Fugo who were unable to speak, but Buccarati whose face was full of shock and anger.

He entrusted Fugo's life to Giorno, but he didn't expect Giorno's solution to be so simple and rude.

Giorno didn't respond.

He knew that Bugarati would definitely worry about his companion's violent reaction, so he didn't waste his words from the beginning.

Facing the shock and bewilderment of the people around him, Giorno answered directly with the facts:
"Wood, big, big, big, big, big!"

The brain supporting Fuge was still hot, and the golden experience began to beat the ground crazily.

The cement block on the road was infused with a huge amount of vitality, and soon wriggled, twisted and deformed, and finally turned into a ball of meat about the size of a basketball that was still beating.

And then, Giorno lifted Fugo's head, and casually pressed it on the meat ball——

Fuge's broken neck was actually connected to this strange lump of flesh with no hands or feet!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Fugo let out an indescribable howl:

"Ugh?"

"I can talk?"

"and many more."

He tried his best to lower his gaze, and saw clearly the lump of flesh growing under his neck that was not much bigger than his head:

"What the hell is this?!!"

"This is the temporary body I made for you."

"There is a simple life support system inside, which can guarantee that you will not die temporarily."

Giorno explained calmly.

"Body?"

Fugo almost went mad.

He thought that Oranto was already the biggest pervert he had ever seen, but he didn't expect that there was another lunatic attacking him now:
"What the hell!"

"Who the hell wants to live with such a weird body!"

Fuge couldn't help swearing.

He really wanted to jump up and slap Giorno.

But his body now looked like a low-quality snowman stacked by two spheres, and he couldn't make any movements at all.

"do not worry."

Giorno gently picked up Fugo from the ground:

"As I said, this is just a 'temporary' body."

"The internal structure of the human body is too complex, and it is impossible to create a complete body so quickly."

"This meat ball can at least save your life. After the battle is over, I will slowly restore your body."

"I see."

Hearing this, Fuge, who was almost insane, finally calmed down:

"That is to say, I can still become a normal person, right?"

"Wait. What about Oranto?"

He reacted suddenly, and immediately turned his worry into joy:

"I understand!"

"Abandon all the parasitic body, and the parasite will have nothing to do with me!"

"Yes."

Giorno nodded, and then turned his gaze to the headless corpse that fell to the ground not far away:

After losing its head, it was completely immobile.

And Oranto, who lived on the corpse, seemed to have stopped breathing.

"Success."

"That monster should be dead."

Giorno let out a long breath of relief.

However, at this moment, an incomparably joking voice sounded in his ears:

"is it?"

"Are you sure I'm dead?"

It was the head held by Giorno who spoke.

However, this voice did not belong to Fugo.

(End of this chapter)