JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 129 The Last Time!

As soon as the words were spoken, the sunglasses on the faces of the fleeing people disappeared, and the golden eyes in their eyes vanished forever, leaving behind some empty sockets.

Those who had their sunglasses removed all fell to the ground, but remained alive, clinging to their last breath.

So the clones missed their target, stood frozen in mid-air for a moment, and then charged toward Miss Dong, the only one standing there.

"Grass!"

At this moment, without any external attack, the emperor coughed up blood.

That's why she forcibly put her sunglasses back in her pocket.

She gave up on those sunglasses-wearing guys, took back the sunglasses, and incidentally took back "everything," including Ms. Dong and herself.

Therefore, her ability "Alchemy Power" reached its peak, allowing her to use this ability to fuse the abilities of other Stand users at the highest level and make them her own.

But she can only use it for an hour, and even her own lifespan will only last until the night after tomorrow. If she doesn't find the sunglasses guy other than Miss Dong before then, she's doomed.

So this is probably the worst possible measure taken to prevent damage to the sunglasses.

The Empress had no regrets; she had to deal with the madman in front of her quickly so that everything could proceed.

"Cough cough... Come on, I'll kill you in a minute! By the way... what's your name? Who are you?"

Although the Empress suffered internal injuries, she remained confident. Her strength had reached its peak, and her barrier could last for a long time. Therefore, she did not believe that Chen would cause any trouble in the near future.

Upon hearing this, the main clone merely tilted its head and pondered for a moment.

"Hahahaha...I'm your dad."

The clones continued their attack, frantic and mindless.

......

Joe never expected that such a rat monster would have such a face—a rather handsome but terrifying face.

"But why? Why didn't the prince notice my face? Didn't he care? How could that be..."

"Heh, Joe, you've forgotten a lot of things in your memory."

Red Arrow said with a smile,

"Don't you remember your curse? The puppets created by the power of the curse all have your face on them, right? It's just that things are a little different now, aren't they? The rats turned into your appearance after they died?... And then the prince didn't care about the dead rats."

"How is this possible? I don't recall ever making a puppet like this!"

"Well, calm down...don't rush, come and take a look at the Rat King's blood?"

Following Red Arrow's prompting, Joe calmed down, then squatted down and examined the pool of black blood on the ground.

"No problem... When an animal dies and its blood is exposed to air, the iron in it will oxidize over time, turning it black..."

"Uh, not that... okay, you probably can't tell... but I, Red Arrow, am omnipotent! I can see this blood, and it's not ordinary blood... it's like a mix of Coca-Cola and Pepsi..."

"..."

"That means this pool of black blood is covered with two different kinds of blood. One comes from the rat itself, and the other comes from, Joe, your own blood."

"What do you mean?"

"You're being a bit foolish right now... This rat is a product of your blood. It probably accidentally drank your blood when you had a cursed body, right? And then it also had a cursed body... But it's different. Its cursed body seems to be just an appendage of your previous body, even though you're just an ordinary person now..."

Joe recalled some things, remembering that he did indeed wake up here, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell unconscious again. He guessed that it was that mouthful of blood that created the Rat King.

"Hmm, so you've never given the cursed blood to anyone else?"

"I'm not a pervert... why would I do this? Besides, I've almost never coughed up blood... and no one would lick someone's blood, right?"

"That's amazing."

Hongjian paused for a moment, then continued.

"You can trade a portion of your soul to view past history..."

"roll."

Joe stood up and gave that incongruous face a strange look.

"Do you think we need to dispose of this body?"

"Yes, those people on deck will definitely come back here to clean up their mess, and they'll definitely see your face and remember you... Of course, if it's inconvenient or there's not enough time, I'll use a fragment of my soul..."

What an annoying dog!

Joe shook his head and started rolling up his sleeves. He could hold his breath for a minute without any problems to isolate himself from the disgusting smell. After a minute, he carried the rat on his shoulder and left the dark room.

The bottommost secret door has no windows; only by leaving here and going to the next level can you throw the rat carcass into the sea.

His actions were so swift that even Red Arrow had to express his praise, and after praising him, he said...

"Look ahead, who's there?"

The sudden warning from Red Arrow made Joe, who had just turned his head to look for the window, stop in his tracks. After slowly turning his head back, he saw the prince suddenly appear on the bottom floor. Unfortunately, he had already been spotted by the prince.

"Who are you?"

The prince frowned, quickly scanning Joe up and down, then asked, as expected,

"You were a passenger, but why did you lift this body? How did you discover that secret door?"

As they spoke, the wind in the prince's hand began to gather, and Joe could even clearly see the eyeless stand-in behind him quietly appearing.

"Or... are you the one who stole the corpse? Was the sudden disappearance of the body in that cabin over there also your doing?"

Joe was sweating so much that his mask was almost completely obscuring his vision, so he had to put his hand inside... while the prince stood still, but the wind blade in his hand was spinning wildly... as if he wasn't playing around.

"Hey... Joe, you're going to die."

Red Arrow spoke calmly, but there seemed to be a hint of schadenfreude in his words.

He is indeed going to die.

He realized that he was the real person standing there, not a puppet. If the prince beheaded him, he would be truly dead.

He was just an ordinary person, and he had no power to fight back.

"That wind blade... it'll probably sever your head in about three seconds. Why didn't you explain to him? Say you were Joe?... But it's too late."

As the wind blades drew closer, Red Arrow felt even more relaxed and pleased.

"So... should we become the messengers of the curse, or use our power of rules to escape immediately, Joe?"

"...I"

Boom! The wind blade was drawn, slicing through the air.

The prince stopped. The wind blades were only enough to deal with the enemy, but they couldn't cut through the wood. He still had to protect the ship.

Just when he thought the fox would die or be seriously injured, it suddenly vanished before his eyes without even a drop of blood.

"It's a Stand user!"

The prince took a half step back, and the barrier climbed up his entire body.

......

"This is the last time...this is the last time!"

Joe threw the Joe Face Rat to the ground and knelt by the port of Naples, roaring.