JOJO: Bizarre Adventure

"Damn it, am I going to be defeated here today?!"

Basak cursed and angrily charged at Stefano, throwing a punch as he shouted, "I'm going!"

"Uh... ah..."

However, before his fist could land on his opponent, he was grabbed by the throat.

"Ignore the consequences" boasts peak power and speed, far surpassing "I Go" which also has A-level power and speed.

It's like two people with the same level of destructive power, one can tear apart a diamond wall with their bare hands, while the other can't break an iron railing.

The world's disparities are so stark; "regardless of consequences" easily threw Basak and "I'll go" out the door.

Seeing this, Bucciarati instinctively wanted to step forward to help, while Jotaro had already started tearing the walls of the RV apart with his bare hands.

At that moment, the RV was less than a kilometer from the southern coast, but the missile was already dozens of meters above their heads.

It's too late, it's all too late.

Just as Kleiber was about to use his ability to abandon the mission, the situation took a new turn.

Suddenly, a large number of papers flew up from the sky, covering the missile and guiding it towards the coastline.

Seeing this, Stefano knew in his heart that something was wrong; he already knew who had done this.

In the air, Eloute Ness manipulated all the paper around him, transforming it into an extremely resilient state, intending to use it as a medium to twist the missile's trajectory into the sea.

"You son of a bitch, Stefano! You're insane!"

Elot was furious; he never imagined his former friend would resort to such unscrupulous means.

So many soldiers, and innocent civilians, are about to die in despair under this missile.

He couldn't tolerate this happening, so he had to change it.

"The Wind City Hardman" used all his abilities to manipulate the paper, while Erlot himself stood on two newspapers beside him.

This was also a great test of his mental strength; he used almost all his strength to perform this operation.

Stefano below was speechless for a moment.

Indeed, it's difficult for us to find words to describe his feelings, and he himself also finds it difficult to find words to express them.

"Hard-blooded tough guys from the windy city! Hang in there!"

Elot roared.

That's how it is with many things; when he's completely focused, many past memories actually take over his intelligence.

That was his first time on the battlefield, and also the time when he first met Stefano.

"..."

"Kid, this is the first time you've seen something like this, isn't it?"

That was in the trenches, just after the enemy's first wave of attack had been repelled.

Stefano took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag and lit one using the fire from the clothes of the corpse next to him.

He then pointed the opening towards Eloto, indicating that the other person should take one.

Without hesitation, Erlot reached into the cigarette case and took one out.

Elot had never seen anything like this in the training camp, and he didn't know what to say.

"Hey, your abilities are really cool, just like superheroes."

Just then, the soldier next to him came over and started talking to him.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Kanne, Kanne Fad."

Most of those who surrounded him were new recruits, and Kanner Fad was no exception.

"You know what? You should give yourself a hero's name, like Captain America or Batman or something."

"Look, Nice, you could be called... um... Paper Hero or something."

"..."

Back in reality, Eloto was focusing all his efforts on controlling the missile's trajectory, and he had already reached the airspace above the sea.

But that wasn't enough. He recognized the missile model, and he needed to move it at least two kilometers off the coastline to ensure that the blast wave would be off the ground.

Even without considering the possibility of an explosion triggering a tsunami, he didn't have the extra resources to deal with that kind of situation.

Being able to pinpoint the explosion's radius to the sea surface is already the limit; achieving that is purely a matter of willpower.

"..."

"careful!"

Shouts were drowned out by the sound of artillery fire, and lives were snatched away by bullets.

The brutality of the battlefield was laid bare, and Erlot had no time to care about others. Even though he was a powerful Stand user, he was now in dire need of help.

Another attack was repelled, and Eloth collapsed helplessly in the trench.

Stefano, standing beside him, had new scars, but they weren't serious.

Elotte is better; his paper control ability can enhance the paper's strength, and with the precision of a "Wind City Hardman" B-grade, he can perfectly block incoming attacks.

Beside Eloth was a man on the verge of death, none other than Kane Fad, who had spoken to the others earlier.

"Elt...do you have any cigarettes...?"

Kanner's injuries were extremely severe; half of his body was charred by artillery fire, and he could only move one arm. He was estimated to live for only a few minutes.

Elotte only then noticed Kanne's condition and quickly used "Wind City Hardman" to help him up, leaning his back against the earthen wall.

"Mr. Malone, could I have a cigarette?"

Upon hearing this, Stefano simply shook his head slightly and handed the cigarette case to Elotte.

Elotte took out the last cigarette from the box, lit it, and offered it to Kanner.

Kanner took a deep breath, but Elotte had no idea how he felt.

"Elot...if you...cough cough...see my family...please tell them for me..."

Before he could finish speaking, the cigarette fell onto his clothes, and he lost consciousness.

Eloth sensed the fragility of life, and a nameless anger rose within him towards those who treated human life like dirt.

"..."

Back to the present, Eloto has arrived at a location two kilometers from the coastline.

"Windy City Tough Guy" used all his strength to throw the missile out, and then fled in the direction he came from.

A few minutes later, on the coast of Naples.

Eloquent lay helplessly on the city road, his earlier actions having left him utterly exhausted.

Fortunately, he saved those people, those soldiers and civilians, and that's enough.

Kanner's words reached his ears.

"..."

"Hey, you're just like a superhero."

“You know what, you should really give yourself a hero’s name, like… Paper Hero or something.”

"..."

"Uncle, are you a superhero?!"

"Do you have a hero's name, like... Paper Hero or something?"

"..."

Elotte opened his eyes, and a boy who looked to be about ten years old was standing in front of him.

"Who are you?"

"Me? My name is Fick Fad, and I live around here!"

The boy was very excited.

"Fa...de..."

Elot murmured the name.

"Do you... know someone named Kane Fad?"

The boy was visibly taken aback, then said incredulously:

"You know my father?"

"Kanne is your father?!"

"Yes, Uncle Paper Hero knows him? He died on the battlefield a long time ago."

Elo sat up.

"How have you been these past few years?"

"It's alright. My family isn't well-off. My mother didn't remarry after my father died. By the way, are you his friend, sir?"

Fick was surprised.

"Let's call him a comrade-in-arms. What about your father's pension?"

"The compensation... isn't much, but it's better than nothing."

The conversation was gradually swayed by Elotte.

At this point, Elotte took out her wallet from her clothes and pulled out all the cash inside.

"This is the money your father entrusted me to bring to you and your son. Take it."

"No, I can't..."

"Take it!"

Eloto repeated his words.