I am wholehearted with Jotaro

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Aside from the hilarious DIO, Da Vinci once again mercilessly cut off his connection, and complained, "I really don't know why you have to summon so many heroic spirits, it's useless except to make trouble—— I was talking about you guys!" She compared 'I'mwatchingyou! ' gesture, then turned around again, smiled at Jotaro and me, and said kindly, "It's okay, let's continue."

I nodded without saying a word, looked away, looked at Jotaro wisely, changed the subject and said, "So now...we're going to hit this thing under our feet."

Platinum Star was forced to work overtime again, punching a hole in the roof of the car under our feet.

Jotaro frowned slightly, looking down at the hole that was punched out.

The body that was supposed to be made of wood is now full of twisted chunks of flesh, moving and looking inexplicably disgusting.

Tanjiro suddenly called out his companion's name, and called for help, "This is not the time to sleep—please wake up!" He suddenly saw Jotaro and me, although he didn't actually know me, but it was probably because of me Because the two stood together, he still counted me in, "There is also Mr. Kujo and the girl next to me! Please help protect everyone together!"

Jotaro nodded, but before he could answer, there was a roar of beasts behind us——

Afterwards, the boy wearing a pig's headgear suddenly jumped out of a hole in the roof of the carriage behind us, wielding two long knives with broken blades, and lifted the roof of the carriage.

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Wow, this jumping ability makes me sour.

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From the hole in the roof, it can be seen that the floor and seats in the car are also sticking out, and they start to rush towards the sleeping passengers in the chairs, like a cocoon of a spider, trying to include the prey , and then digested and swallowed.

I jumped back into the car through the hole Jotaro had made, and punched the meat.

There was no one in the piece of meat, but it wrapped around my hand nimbly, as if it wanted to get rid of me first.

I realized that in the face of this kind of thing, blows like fists are difficult to cause effective damage, so I didn't hesitate much, and immediately deformed the scepter, took the opportunity to pull my hand out of the flesh, and then let the scepter deform again.

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Ideally, the scepter should turn into a knife, but I don’t know why the scepter didn’t respond to my prayers (?), so I had to settle for the next best thing and become a cat’s claw-shaped glove—although it’s still a glove, But because of the sharp blade of the cat's claw, it is much easier to use.

Jotaro also jumped down with me, Platinum Star escorted him, and the two of us divided the labor and cooperated, quickly cleaned up the pieces of meat, and then opened the doors to the front and rear compartments at the same time.

A golden bolt of lightning rushed from behind, sweeping away the re-germinated flesh at a speed far beyond the reach of the naked eye, and then the short-haired blond boy stood in the middle of the narrow aisle, hissing out a mouthful of air.

A long-haired girl wearing a bamboo shackle ran joltingly over from the carriage behind, glanced at me, and then brushed shoulders with me.

Perhaps it was because she noticed that I was not malicious, this time she did not show any hostility.

Since someone took over, I simply did a pole vault with my staff, and then rushed into the front car with Jotaro.

After passing the passengers in the first car, there is the locomotive.

The skinny train conductor with extremely high cheekbones was putting charcoal into the boiler with a shovel in his hand. When he saw us rushing in, he yelled, "Who are you? Idlers stop here!"

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The train behind me shook, and I was pulled by Jotaro, but I managed not to fall.

Da Vinci said affirmatively, "The analysis results have come out. According to the experience of the Ghost Killing Team, the ghost's weakness is most likely the neck, which is right under your feet!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Platinum Star behind Jotaro raised his fist without any hesitation, followed by a series of relentless Ola Ola punches.

Platinum Star's fist dented the floor of the front of the train. The train conductor threw away the shovel and walked towards us, shouting, "What the hell are you doing! Don't destroy the train!"

Simultaneously with him, there were countless hands protruding from the train wall.

These hands are trying to stop me and Jotaro.

But before reaching us, it was vaporized by my magic beam in the form of a cannon barrel.

I aimed the muzzle of the magic cannon at the ground, and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

The golden-white magic power spewed out from the muzzle, and was blocked by layers of flesh. In the end, the remaining power made a small hole the size of a palm on the floor, and then quickly regenerated itself.

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"Get out of the way!" The pig-headed boy suddenly jumped into the room from above my head, and then he didn't know what trick he used. He waved the two knives in his hand and stretched out the room again tirelessly. clean up.

"Worship me! Worship me! I'm the boss!!!"

He yelled these words like a slogan.

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But obviously we all underestimated the ability of this ghost.

The outstretched hands regenerated again, this time all became the left hand I had seen on the roof of the car.

One eye after another grew out of the hands, reaching straight in front of our eyes.

The vampirism strikes again.

I was caught in an instant, and once again saw Edmund standing in the darkness with a cigarette in his mouth.

Edmund didn't say a word of nonsense, and sent me back to reality without saying a word.

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Death is a terrible thing.

But I just feel a little tired and a little numb.

I regained consciousness, and there was a hand in front of me—I subconsciously thought it was wrong, and then realized that it was Jotaro's hand, and he was covering my eyes to prevent me from looking directly at Shizuruichi again.

And he himself is probably the Platinum Star playing a role, apparently unaffected.

Without much nonsense, I stepped on the spot where the boar-hooded boy who had also regained consciousness said, "It's right here—this is the weakness of ghosts!"

The wild boar boy took a look at us, and then shouted a sword move without saying a word, and the two knives cut the position on the floor in a cross shape.

Without saying a word, I fired a second shot at the spine of the ghost protruding from the floor.

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The mana consumption of this weapon is still really high, and I feel that it will be difficult to fire the third shot tonight.

However, the second shot lived up to my expectations and penetrated into the crack—then it was blocked by layers of muscle and cells transformed into pieces of meat, layer after layer of consumption, and finally returned to nothingness at the last moment. No effect.

My eyes were a little dark, and I put down the barrel.

The cross-shaped knife cut by the wild boar boy also began to twist and recover.

From nowhere came the arrogant voice, saying, "It's useless, it's useless! You can't kill me anymore - you will always get tired! Everything is meaningless!"

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I replied unmoved.

"Did you know? When the villain starts talking too much, it means he's about to GG."

"Huh?" He made a puzzled voice, "You don't understand at all—I, who was given flesh and blood by Master Wu Mi, will never lose."

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No, you've actually lost.

The wild boar boy and Jotaro beside me suddenly turned into bubbles and disappeared.

Then, like a world made of glass, the surroundings were suddenly covered with cracked lines.

The voice panicked, and asked in confusion, "What, what's going on? What happened???"

I raised my bleeding arm, smiled, and replied, "You're not the only one who has vampirism, you idiot—"

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I just fired the cannon just to kill him directly - after all, the young man has taught everyone a truth, that is, except for the ultimate move, all tricks will definitely be useless the second time.

So from the beginning, the brilliant magic cannon was to cover up my act of pouring my own blood into his body.

After all, I only used Jing Mi and the others as test subjects before—this was the first time I used vampirism on such a large ghost, and I didn't know how it would work, so I poured more blood.

Thankfully it ended well.

After my blood entered his body, he launched the blood ghost technique to delay me even for a moment, so that the magic beam was completely blocked.

And I also activated the vampire technique at the same time, pulling him into a dream that was exactly the same as reality.

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We don't sleep for long.

But it was enough for Platinum Star to have his bones Olason, and then the pig-headed boy mercilessly aimed at the cracks in the bones and cut the final knife for his funeral.

"I——I still—" he whispered dying, "Why? You obviously possess such powerful power, why did you betray Lord Wu Mi—it was Master Wu Mi who gave you eternal life!"

I felt a hint of irritability and disgust, and retorted loudly, "No! I'm not so cowardly! What eternal life, I don't need!"

As if in response to my anger, the false illusions in the cracks shattered into dust one by one. The real scenes and the false illusions were mixed together, unable to distinguish each other.

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Xia Xianyi is already dead, and what remains in the dream is the reverberation of his consciousness that has not had time to disappear.

He didn't understand, and asked, "Why? You are obviously a ghost, why can't you understand the beauty of it?"

I suddenly remembered Miss Zhu Shi's last words.

Then I couldn't help asking him, "When you, who never see the sun, become one with the infinite train, you never thought that this railway is limited. When the sun rises, you will have nowhere to hide. something?"

He was taken aback, and then said, "Huh? Strange? I didn't think of this—but it doesn't really matter...I just want to see other people's misfortune and pain—"

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I was silent.

Then he sighed and said, "That's it."

"Then what you get in the end is your own misfortune and pain, isn't that what you wish for?"

After speaking, I withdrew the illusion.

The front of the infinite train has been completely separated from the body.

The huge train made a huge scream from nowhere, rolled violently like a beast in its hand, got off the track, and dumped disorderly on the side road.

Then after a long skid, it finally stopped.

Screaming, writhing, raving words, life supposed to be immortal.

It all stops here.

come to an end.