Enthusiastic bosses never take dogs lightly

"How can I go back now?" Diablo was quite troubled. His stand-in ability can only open any door within a radius of 300 meters. Although this range is quite large in the city, but in this empty ocean, What can a mere 300 meters do?

There are only two choices left for him now, one is to rely on his own life force that has become overly tenacious after absorbing the lives of a large group of people to find a way to swim back, and the other is to try to use the spell in the Necronomicon , Open yourself a door to Italy.

To be honest, Diablo didn't really dare to use this ultra-long-distance door opening method, because the danger is really high, and he doesn't have the ability to locate it very accurately. This spell needs a clear altar With the sacrificial offering as the anchor point, the door he opened was teleported to other worlds when he was escaping the previous time, so he could find his way back when he went back, but now...

Why did he have to do so many things to clean up the previous altar before!

Diablo's teeth ached for a while. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to give it a try. After all, the sun was getting more and more poisonous. He stood alone on the wreckage of the plane, and he couldn't even find a shade!

But it was one thing to try to open the door, and he couldn't just play it safe.

Diablo released his double, and now he finds that this double can be used not only as a bookshelf, but also as a pendulum for him to open a close-range door. Although he is not very good at divination, this It's very convenient for the double to find things. For example, like now, when he wants to find the black box of the plane, the bone chains on the skeleton double fly up and shuttle towards the sea water.

There are four bone chains on the skeleton stand-in. As usual, two of them are shuttled to bind a pair of arms holding a book, another one pokes into the water to find the black box, and the other one hovers for a while and then points to a certain direction. As long as I head all the way in that direction, I'm afraid I can swim back to Italy.

But Diablo really didn't want to try the option of swimming all the way back to Italy if he could.

After the black box was found, Diablo began to use the flesh and blood all over the ground as sacrifices, and drew a coordinate on the black box. In this way, even if the spell to open the door sent him to some other world, in the end At least he can return through this coordinate.

After doing all this, Diablo then started the spell to open the door. Every spell in the Necronomicon has a price to use. Yesterday he used the Flesh Fusion and Flesh Meltdown consecutively. For this reason, he He lost a considerable part of his emotions. Before seeing a falling object, he would want to save him, but now he has no mercy for the passengers of a plane.

Now it's another imprinted spell, a door-opening spell, and God knows what's going to be drawn away.

Accompanied by the idea of ​​hoping that there will be no big problems, Diablo looked at the black vortex-like hole that formed in front of him, gritted his teeth and got in.

Accompanied by the disgusting feeling of spinning around and stretching into lines, Diablo felt that a long time had passed before his eyes finally brightened up. With a bang, he fell to the ground and couldn't move for a while.

The only thing that counts as luck is that the place where he fell was in a deserted alley.

Diablo knew that his luck was not very good, but there was really no one so bad.

This time he did not go to any other world, he just went to England. Of course, it would be better if this was not England in 1888.

This news was inquired by Sesseiin Kiara. Just after passing through the door, Diablo's main personality fell into a dormant state, and Diablo usually doesn't like to go up except for fighting, and he is a stranger Therefore, Kiara volunteered to run up to the place.

Then, by the way, she inquired about the specific age, specific location, and the money needed.

Yes, money is a thing for Seseiin, "I just had a normal conversation with them, and they desperately pushed the money into my hands as if they had received some incredible salvation, no matter how much they refused. There is no other way, and in the end, I can only accept "things."

Diablo was deeply impressed by Seshoin's ability.

"In short... take a break first, the reserve of soul power is still enough, let me buy some food and water first, and then consider swimming back to Italy." Diablo sighed, he seemed to really have no choice but to I chose to swim and returned to Italy. Fortunately, the coordinates after more than a hundred years can still be felt.

"It's just that before this, I really didn't expect that the door opened by the Necronomicon can travel through different time periods in the same world, but won't this cause a grandmother paradox?" Diablo couldn't help Thinking curiously, he walked out of this somewhat dark street.

In 1888, London, England, was a city shrouded in dense fog all year round. Another bad consequence of the vigorous development of industry was the drastic destruction of the environment. Now it is October 10. Although it has entered the autumn and winter season, the time It was less than five o'clock, and the sky was so dark that there was no sunlight at all.

"As expected of the city of fog." Seeing the chaotic and noisy environment around him, Diablo looked around curiously. After all, he had never been to London, especially when this time was still more than 100 years ago in England.There are also carriages passing through the streets here. These gorgeous Victorian buildings are uniquely beautiful. The only thing that makes people feel a little regretful is probably the black smoke that keeps coming out of the countless tall chimneys.

When Diablo walked and looked around, the people around him looked at him curiously. If Kiara was wearing this outfit before, the people around would only ignore her because of her beauty and temperament. As for what she was wearing, it would be different for Diablo to go out on the street now. With his pink hair, he received a lot of weird looks from people, and some even made contemptuous gestures towards him.

Diablo twitched the corners of his mouth. He remembered that red hair was discriminated against in Europe and the United States. At that time in Italy, due to various reasons, no one cared about hair color for a long time. Question, but the UK is not the same now.

Fortunately, Diablo is wearing a standard suit. Although it is not the clothes of this era, but as the most regular clothes, others will think it is a bit strange at most, but they will not find it too strange.

"Forget it, let's go buy a hat." He sighed, reached out and touched his frizzy head - he had cut off his long hair a long time ago - and walked towards the cloakroom beside him.

God knows what Saseiin Kiara said to several people. In short, he found an amount of cash in his pocket that exceeded the phenomenal amount. After buying a hat and a coat in the cloakroom, he asked the owner about it. Find out where the nearest food store and bookstore are.

He bought a map of London from a bookstore. As soon as Diablo came out, he heard someone shouting in horror: "Jack the Ripper, it's Jack the Ripper!"

Although he did not deliberately collect information about Jack the Ripper, Diablo is also very clear about this strange murderer who was active in the 1880s. The frequency of a famous murderer is not low.

"Terrible!"

"How many times is this?"

"No. 12, right?"

"It's horrible what the people at Scotland Yard are doing!"

Hearing other people's words, Diablo was stunned for a moment. He remembered this notorious murderer. It seemed that he had only created five or six murders. What happened to No. 12?

"Damn it, there are still things like this in London. Mr. Joestar must be careful!" A man wearing a hat hurried past, muttering something, with a nervous expression on his face.

Just as this man walked by, Diablo felt a strange aura, and he subconsciously called out to him, "Hey, the gentleman in front!"

"Well, are you calling me?" The man walking in front turned around. This man has brightly colored blond hair and a twisted scar on his face. "You called me?"

Although this man seemed a little unapproachable, but Diablo felt that this man would actually turn his head because of his screams, and he didn't seem to be the kind of unreasonable person.

But after he called out to stop the other party, Diablo didn't know what to say, "Excuse me, where is the shop where I can buy bread nearby?"

"Huh? Oh, go ahead, then turn right at the second intersection, the third store sells this." The blond man didn't feel any doubt, but just pointed the way casually.

"Thank you very much." Diablo nodded to him, and then walked towards the direction pointed by the other party.

"Sure enough, this man has the aura of a book." Diablo immediately confirmed this, although it was very faint, but it did look like he had been in contact with the "Necronomicon". Before going back, I can find the Necronomicon of this era."

Diablo walked to the bakery in front, bought some food casually, and quickly caught up with the blond man who seemed to be in a hurry before. After seeing him enter a hospital, Diablo So he released his own double, and let the skeleton double follow that person to the front desk.

"Ah, it's Mr. Spitwagen, are you here to visit Mr. Joestar?" The nurse at the front desk wrote his name on the registration book as she spoke, and motioned him to go upstairs.

When Diablo saw the name "Speedwagon" through the double's eyes, he was taken aback for a moment at first, but then he realized, isn't this the name of the founder of the legendary SPW consortium?It should be just the same name, right?

The farthest distance between the skeleton stand-in and himself was less than ten meters. After this Spitwagen went upstairs, Diablo didn't let the stand-in follow him, but took advantage of the nurse at the front desk to walk away and flipped her over. The hospital register beside him, and found a person named Joestar in it, Jonathan Joestar.