brother's bizarre adventure

Diablo returned to 2001 with pride, and began to imagine what kind of changes he would make in the future.If Polnareff died, he would not be able to contact those traitors through the computer, and follow him to Rome, and he would not be punished by Kujo Jotaro, let alone be blocked by those traitors in the alley.

After careful calculation, if Polnareff hadn't interfered, he should have found a restaurant in Venice, let Tobio eat steak and drink wine, switch his personality after eating, and turn on the phone to hear the good news that his subordinates had killed the traitor.

This is the life a boss should have.

"Polnareff, Sine!" Shouting the words he had persecuted Polnareff, Diablo returned to a Venetian restaurant in his imagination full of confidence.

But what appeared in front of him was still that alley, and it was still the group of vicious, strong men and traitors.

The hated Kongtiao looked invincible, and the Kongtiao with his fists stuck in the wall had a fierce expression, and said in unison: "Who did you just call Siner?"

This is impossible!Diablo's heart collapsed, I crushed Polnareff's heart, why is this guy still alive, or is it that I traveled through a parallel world and saved myself in the parallel world.

If so, this ability is useless!

I saved myself in the parallel world, why didn't there come a parallel world where I saved the current me.

The more Diablo thought about it, the angrier he became. He didn't care that he was about to be surrounded and beaten. He looked at Polnareff and said, "I crushed your heart at the beginning, how could you survive until now?" It is clear that he is not at ease when he dies.

Polnareff touched the back of his head and showed a lively smile that Diablo had never seen before: "I was seriously injured at the beginning, but whoever said that an injured heart can't live." Looking at Jonah, "The seed very useful."

Diablo's expression was distorted. It seemed that it wasn't that he didn't work hard enough, but that the enemy had the black technology of healing, and he could get milk back when his heart burst.Even if there is a shield, and healing skills, can this fight be good.

"Okay, the questions have been answered, are you ready to be beaten, boss?" Polnareff clenched his fists, imitating Diablo's way, and approached him step by step.

"I haven't lost yet, you guys just wait." Putting down these harsh words, Diablo activated his new ability and left again.He didn't believe it, and couldn't find a way to change his predicament.

This time he traveled back to the moment when he had just learned about his daughter a few days ago.Prepared for an ambush, ready to strike first, but when he was about to strike, his body trembled violently, and an unprecedented fear swept his heart.It seemed that there was a powerful force preventing him from taking action against his daughter. If he had to do something, then something extremely terrifying would be waiting for him.

Under such circumstances, Diablo couldn't do anything at all, he could only watch Trish walk past him and walk into the arrangement he had set up—as a bait to catch the rebels.

The powerful force dissipated, Diablo seemed to be fished out of the water, and the ground under his feet was stained with sweat.

"I seem to understand.

The past I return to is not a parallel world, but the real past. Fate is not protecting me, but protecting the "history" that has happened. What has happened cannot be changed. Trixie will live in the future. All right, so I can't kill her.

If I kill her now, the assassination team won't jump out, Bugarati won't jump back, and I won't bar those guys, I won't be here.

This paradox cannot arise.

So Polnareff didn't die before, he survived in a way I don't know.

Damn it, I can't change the established facts, what's the use of this ability, can I use it to watch the live broadcast?

When you have nothing to do, run over to watch yourself? "

Crazy, Diablo cursed this new ability again.Touching his forehead, he didn't touch his face or the arrow, but he could feel that the arrow was still on his body.

"Arrow..." He put down his hand and shook his head helplessly, "I can't figure out why you gave me this ability..." Thinking of the arrow, his thoughts went to Bolbo who kept the arrow, wondering, "Polbo is alive and well. Why do you want to commit suicide? It’s impossible to have a premonition that I will need arrows in the future. If you deliberately commit suicide, give me the arrows and hand them in. Maybe I can go to that time to have a look, maybe I will have a different discovery of this ability .”

Thinking of it, he immediately terminated the ability, returned to the alley and immediately activated the ability to travel to the time and place before Bolbo committed suicide.

"It's boring to go back to those traitors to face the difficulties every time I end my abilities. I need to find a way to solve this dilemma." Accompanied by inner complaints, Diablo appeared in Popo's cell.

Borbo, who was eating snacks, immediately noticed the sudden appearance of the middle-aged man with black hair and pink hair, and warned: "Who are you?" The substitute quietly appeared.

Diablo really wants to say that I am your boss, but since he has been playing with mystery, no one from top to bottom in the organization knows the boss, and now he deserves to be recognized as an enemy by his subordinates.

Seeing that the enemy didn't speak, Borbo threw away the snacks in his hand, took out his weapon with the agility that didn't match a fat man, and at the same time commanded his stand-in to attack.

Diablo didn't fight back at first, but just used time to delete the ability to hide from the opponent. After all, he didn't come here to kill people this time, but to see why Polpo committed suicide, but he discovered something while hiding from him.

The time for Polpo to commit suicide was about to arrive. This guy showed no signs of committing suicide at all, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to killing the enemies who broke in suddenly.

"Suicide, suicide..." Diablo muttered the word in the background of the time deletion, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. The most common trick of their Mafia is to kill the enemy before declaring suicide.

Now this situation...

"Could it be that I killed Porpo and then declared that he committed suicide???" Several question marks popped up on Diablo's forehead, with a strange expression on his face.After thinking for a moment, he finally decided to give it a try, to see if it was all because of himself.

Taking advantage of the time to delete the effect, Diablo walked up to Polpo, pointed the muzzle of the gun at his own temple, and hooked his finger on the trigger.

Time begins to flow.

Polpo's memory stayed in the fact that this guy who suddenly appeared was an enemy and was difficult to deal with. I wanted to attack him, but I didn't even notice that the gun was aimed at me.The trigger is pulled, and "suicide" is achieved.

Prison guards heard voices rushing towards them, shouting, "What's going on?"

"Oh, god, he committed suicide, get the key and open the door."

For a while, the prison guarding Polbo was in chaos.

Diablo activated the time deletion, without disturbing anyone, and left the prison smoothly.

Looking up at the sky, I feel complicated.

I helped myself during the two crossings. Is this ability used to help him off the field? But these assistances are all he has experienced before, and they are of no use to the predicament in the alley.

"What's the use of this ability!" Diablo sighed for the third time.

Look at the time, there is only half a minute left for this time travel, you have to think about the time and place for the next time travel.

"At present, the essence of this ability is that I help myself...I help myself." Diablo carefully recalled the help he had encountered in the past, and soon, he thought of one thing, "Kujo Jotaro Ola , The Crimson King took the initiative to delete Ola time to save me from leaving, uh this."

Don't think about it, the one who endows the Crimson King with the ability to act independently and still glows red after the work is done can only be himself.

After 10 minutes, Diablo returned to the alley, and Diablo activated his ability to reach the Colosseum.

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Diablo thought he was an invincible emperor, and he couldn't bear to be killed by a drop hammer from a passerby who suddenly appeared.Under the threat of death, he endured the pain to reconnect the control of the substitute, and the figure of the Crimson King who was about to disappear became clear.

Platinum Star noticed this change, grabbed the Crimson King, and gave it a little bit of Euler.Two fists, one Euler body, one Euler substitute, double Euler, double happiness.

ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA X10086

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Mobius Ring Diablo came at this time, possessing the Crimson King who was being killed by Euler.

Familiar voice, familiar pain.

Why do I have to be Euler for the second time after I have awakened the new ability, and it is the same skill Euler twice, and there is no end!The Crimson King Diablo felt for a moment that he had returned to the scene where he ran out of the Colosseum arrogantly an hour ago, and ended up bumping into the invincible Kujo Jotaro and being brutally Ora.

Oh, it's not a feeling, it's really back to an hour ago.

No, I can't go on like this, I have to save myself.

The stand-in itself is stronger than the human body. After being strengthened by the arrow, the Crimson King has stronger attributes. With the same strength of Ola, the human Diablo can no longer think, but the Crimson King Diablo can still hold back the pain. Read the article. Skill.

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"King Crimson, time cut!"

Click, Diablo's silky time begins.

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Okay, I'm saved, the Crimson King Diablo kept his stand-in B with a blank face, and the small face on his forehead grinned to show his true emotions: "Is this guy's stand-in a devil? His fist hurts so much. The evolved Crimson King has I almost couldn't handle it. I have to find a way to get him out, and that empty Jonah, who can defend against milk, will also be out."

After complaining, he looked at himself who was paralyzed on the ground and could barely move.

"Looking at it from the third perspective, I was beaten so badly. I will remember." The Crimson King Diablo bent down and picked up himself who had been hammered to the point where he couldn't get up again. With the speed of the Crimson King run at full speed.

I have to say that this kind of experience of the princess hugging herself and running away is quite amazing. If it wasn't for the current enemy, he would be very interested in using this ability to help his past self a lot.

Arriving at the alley at the beginning, while watching myself sitting against the wall recovering my strength, I was thinking about what to do next.

He no longer remembers being helped at a critical moment, that is to say, he doesn't have to run over to help himself, but this ability still exists, and it can't really be used to watch live replays.

"There is no waste ability, only waste substitute messenger, there must be something about this ability that I haven't thought of yet." Diablo began to think, "I have to go back to the alley after each time travel, and then activate the ability, although the time is very short. Hurry up, so fast that those guys can't attack. But this is not the way to go, I don't even know how long they passed by when I left.

Those avatars are still playing discs and dancing, it seems to be the ability inspired by the arrow, if they stop this ability, let Jotaro Kujo take back the avatar, and when I go back, turn it on and off..."

Diablo's face turned livid: "Then I'm going to be killed by Euler again? I was beaten by Euler three times in just one hour, am I a sandbag?"

Sandbags can't hold Euler three times a day.

10 minutes is almost up, and the Crimson King Diablo will soon be back in the alley of the full-strength man to stop Euler when he meets the possible arrival of the Platinum Star.

"This broken ability is not here to save me at all, but to let me die!" The Scarlet King's small face was wrinkled into a ball, like the protagonist of a horror movie who is too scared to hide himself under the quilt and refuse to show up.

Although the Crimson King Diablo held Platinum star Ola, the pain was still there. This pain affected his thinking and made him panic and fearful. "I can't afford to bet, I have to run for my life."

Looking at my scarred self, there is only one thought in my mind: "I must never be like this again."

In a panic, he began to operate randomly, like a game rookie who passed by the grass and was surrounded by five big guys. His brain was completely blank, and which of his instincts was the highlight.

As a result, this blind operation really made Diablo try something.

"It seems that my Mobius ring can be used again..." He has always returned to the alley to use his ability, because the first time he used his ability, he automatically returned to the alley after 10 minutes, so He automatically thought that the only way to activate the ability was to go back to the alley.

Didn't try any other methods at all.

"Every time I go back to the alley, it's instant cast, but when I 'suicide' Borbo, I didn't use up the 10-minute skill time at all. After returning, I can still cast it instantly, which means that my skill cooldown time is shorter than the skill use time." Dia. Polo's thoughts gradually became clearer, and a road he never thought of appeared before his eyes, "Maybe this ability is not as useless as I imagined. If the cooling time is less than 10 minutes, does it mean... I can activate the ability now?"

The Crimson King grinned on both faces at the same time: "Why should I go back to the future to face those traitors? I can obviously go straight ahead and stay in the past until I find a solution to them."

In this way, "the past" is his safe house, a safe house that no one can reach but himself.

"My time is an infinite past, and yours is a short moment. I will not lose this time." Diablo activated his ability. As he thought, the ability was activated smoothly, and the Mobius ring was seamlessly connected. He departs from the present time to a wider time.