stand-in creed

Time is running out.

Obviously, my past self was able to delete tens of seconds of time, but at this moment, only five seconds is the limit after all.

Even the Crimson King had just raised his hand, and before he had time to put his five fingers into a knife-handed movement, the time——had begun to be engraved again.

"—Flow of Light Law·Golden Cutter!"

The streamer suddenly appeared.

Under the attack of the Stairway to Heaven, Diablo's right arm drew a beautiful arc in the air, and Nero Zeppelin's right hand had already grabbed Diablo's left hand in front of the throat, accompanied by "click" With a bang, the left arm was broken off directly.

Diablo still refused to admit defeat.

The main body's right arm was cut off, the left arm was twisted, and the substitute also lost both arms along with the main body's injury.But even so, he still has feet.

If you have feet, you can kick!

"—The Crimson King!!!"

The Crimson King kicked Nero.

However, this time Nero met the attack of the Crimson King without avoiding it.

"——Yamabuki Color Ripple Sprint!!!"

boom!

Legs meet.

It is clear that the Crimson King has the top strength and speed, but in this round of confrontation, it was Nero who had the upper hand and kicked the Crimson King's leg away abruptly.

Stand-ins are very similar to ripples.

Under normal circumstances, if the life energy becomes weaker, the overall strength of the stand-in will also become weaker, just like the seriously injured Jotaro Ola could not seriously injure Yoshikage Kira.Not only that, but if the breathing becomes weaker, the overall strength of the stand-in will also become weaker, just like when Abdel met Jotaro for the first time.

This is why Nero, who valued breathing, seized the opportunity and immediately cut Diablo's throat.

Nero pushed back the weakened Scarlet Queen with one kick, then turned around 360 degrees in the air, kicked out his right foot twice, and kicked Diablo's knee.

Click!

Click!

Diablo's leg is broken.

But compared to the pain, Diablo's eyes were filled with shock and —— unparalleled fear.

"No, absolutely not.

"As the king of fear, as the God of Diablo, how can you show a frightened expression? This year's Big Pineapple is completely unsuitable!"

Nero sighed with emotion.

Holding Diablo's neck with his left hand, he lifted him up, tilted his head, and tightened his right fist and five fingers one by one, aiming at Diablo's face.

It was also when Nero raised his fist that Diablo's spirit finally collapsed.

Compared with those tough guys in the organization, he is just a coward.

"Don't come near me ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"—Ola!!!"

boom!

Nero punched Diablo on the jaw, blasting the passionate leader to the ceiling of the sanctuary.

In an instant, the thousands-year-old temple began to crumble.

Diablo's body with rolled-up eyes fell together with the stone bricks all over the sky, and fell in front of Nero's ready-to-go attack.

"Ola-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla-ohla!

"Olahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Rumble!

The temple was completely reduced to ruins.

Diablo's body flew upside down like a cannonball, crashing into several ruins of residential buildings in a row, and landed on the muddy ground in the rainstorm.

Like wild dogs.

As seen in the epitaph.

Diablo just fell to the ground motionless, staring blankly at the heavy rain under the night, but he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth or move his index finger, so he could only wait helplessly. The coming of death.

pat.

pat.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Diablo knew that it was Nero Zeppelin's footsteps, but suddenly the fortune teller's prophecy sounded again.

--grim Reaper.

So this is actually the footsteps of Death.

"..."

Nero came to Diablo and stopped.

Taking a deep breath, the Stairway to Heaven next to him raised his hand knife high, and a golden cutting knife slowly emerged and then fell down suddenly.

Blood stained the earth.

Diablo, who was separated head to head, died in the ruins of the Nuraghi people and died under the torrential rain.

Like a wild dog that no one cares about.

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2001年3月20日0时13分。

Diablo, "The Crimson King", died.

Chapter 97 Epilogue Part One

One careless move, and the whole plate is lost.

Diablo's death can be regarded as a response to this old saying, and finally ended up in the wilderness of the corpse.

Seeing that there was finally no one around, and Diablo was dead, Nero sat down on a pile of collapsed stone bricks under the heavy rain and muttered without grace.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts..."

"It's okay, Nero!"

Suzumi Sugimoto floated out of Nero's body at this time, hugging her husband with some distress.

Nero said with emotion: "If I hadn't practiced ripples for so many years, I'm afraid I would have been killed by Diablo with one punch. Fortunately, tomorrow...no, Jousuke will come in a few hours today—huh?"

While talking, Nero saw something.

Mobile phone.

Diablo's phone.

It fell alone on the muddy grass next to the corpse, washed by the rain.

Stairway to Heaven picked up the phone and handed it to Nero. Just as he got it in his hand, the phone rang on his back foot.The caller's name doesn't look like an Italian, but more like a Russian-speaking name——

Vladimir Kogach.

After thinking for three seconds, Nero pressed the connect button, but just quietly put the phone next to the receiver without saying a word, thinking about what kind of subordinate this person would be for Diablo.And the next moment, the voice entered Nero's ears.

"Are you the 'passionate' boss? "

"……Um?!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was not only young, but also very familiar. Nero had only heard this voice not long ago.

After hearing the "hmm" on the other end of the phone, there was also a doubtful "hey".

Nero said with some uncertainty: "Little Brando?"

Giorno on the other end of the phone was obviously taken aback. Only one person in his 15 years of life has ever called him by this name: "Nero Zeppelin?"

Both fell silent.

Nero heard the surprised voices of Bugarati and others coming from the other end of the phone.

Especially the voice of "Hey? Could it be that Nero Zeppelin is the boss?" The voice is so recognizable, it must be the boy named Nalanga from the Bugarati team.

Nero spoke first: "That's right, it's me. The person you're looking for was killed by me just a minute ago, little Brando. What's the situation with you?"

Giorno sighed, seeming a little disappointed: "We are in San Marino now, the process is too complicated for me to bother to talk about, all in all the result is that we found the enthusiastic drug 〇 team and wiped them all out. After that, I went to their captain's I found his cell phone in my pocket, and there was an entry in the phone book called "Boss", so I tried to dial the number, but I didn't expect it to be you, and——

"My name is Giorno Giovanna, not Little Brando."

Speaking of it.

There was a conversation on the other end of the phone.

After a while, the person who spoke changed and became Bucciarati: "Mr. Qibelin, it's me, Bruno Bucciarati. I heard it just now, the boss has been taken care of by you - Apache How about now?"

Nero nodded: "Don't worry, I'm alive and kicking, at most I'll be short of sleep tonight - let's meet and talk if you have something to say, I'll meet you at Milan Central Station at [-] noon today, I called you just in case Some reinforcements, they will appear there, but unfortunately, I miscalculated the combat power of enthusiasm, this guy Diablo couldn't hold on until my friend arrived, and he was gone."

"..."

Bugarati was speechless.

Of course, Bugarati guessed it more or less, Diablo is the name of the late enthusiastic boss-what kind of parents would give their children such a name?

"Twelve o'clock, Milan Central Railway Station, right?" Bugarati reconfirmed.

"Yes."

"Our team will be there on time, Mr. Zeppelin—no, it should be called differently now."

Having said that, Bucgarati took a deep breath.

Immediately, Buccarati, like Apache, used another name for Nero——

"--boss."

Nero laughed and hung up the phone immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Nero looked at the group of wild dogs who were hiding not far away and coveted Diablo's body, but were frightened by Nero's aura and did not dare to approach, only dared to watch from a distance, and smiled.

Nero stood up and pointed at the wild dog at the corpse on the ground.

"It's yours."

"Woah!!!"

The rain stopped.

Thunderstorms come and go quickly.

As Nero gradually went away, the wild dogs swarmed up and rushed to Diablo on the ground.

After a while.

Nero, who was in pain all over, found Apache and Trish who were driving on the road around the island, and got into the car.

"..."

Trixie's originally somewhat dead eyes turned to Nero, which became a little brighter.

Apache said: "It seems that it's over, boss."

Nero nodded, looked at Trish beside him with complicated eyes, and then patted the girl on the shoulder.

"It's all over."

"……Um."

Trish nodded slightly.

Nero looked at the dissipated dark clouds in the sky, and controlled the car to fly into the air and towards Milan. Apache also consciously let go of the steering wheel, and he, the driver, had nothing to do next.

A dark car flies in the sky.

Trixiu is no longer the girl who screamed in fright because she was too tall. Maybe the short three days did not make this girl grow into a powerful fighter, but after going through such ups and downs, she is also destined to return It is no longer the ordinary era when you only need to think about exams and makeup.