JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Rongrong came alone, and he also noticed the strange and eye-catching scene in the square.

"Fugo, is anything unusual on your end?"

"No, no, but some people said there was some commotion at the Four Corners Square."

"Okay, stay here and I'll observe the situation. You don't need to come over for now."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Rongrong glanced at the unconscious police officers. The Golden Experience Requiem appeared behind him, powerful, beautiful, and mysterious.

"Their target is the Crimson King, the boss, but they attack everyone else indiscriminately, trying to assimilate all civilians into this form. However, under the influence of Requiem, they cannot assimilate me... And this is indeed a Stand ability, but the Stand user doesn't seem to be among these people."

After a moment's thought, Huang Zhen, under his command, erased the blue pupils of the police officers, thus nullifying Yedan's abilities.

"Hey, hey... what happened?"

The police were naturally a bit confused; they only saw a donut-shaped man suddenly appear and walk towards the center of the square.

"Let's get these people back to normal first. We'll find this stand-in along the way."

His enemy is Diablo, and his opponent's enemy is also Diablo.

As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy may be an even more despicable enemy.

"The Crimson King has remained silent, but this Stand is hunting him down. Perhaps this Stand is stronger than the Crimson King, but for now, it is the Stand that must be dealt with first."

After all, this is a dangerous situation that affects ordinary citizens, so he naturally cannot ignore it.

......

"What's going on? Some of the dolls have escaped my control?"

As Yedan continued to mock Chen Miaowen and search for him, something suddenly broke free of his mind.

And there are more and more of them.

"No, someone who shouldn't be here has appeared. This person has a Stand, and... his Stand!?"

He felt an intense fear, a fear that a conscious Stand is born with regarding certain illogical Stands.

Because this boy's body now possesses two souls: one is the Stand user Jedan, and the other is the Stand user Satan. In fact, there is another soul, a different kind of Jedan soul, which can also be described as a benevolent soul.

It was Chen Miaowen who first saw and stabbed Jedan, who was terrified after waking up. Now, however, a third soul has entered the priest's body.

The body is currently under the control of the substitute Satan.

The substitute Satan originates from Yedan's blue pupils, or rather, Satan's true form is Yedan's eyes.

It belongs to Yedan, but it is also a separate entity.

It wasn't originally a Stand; it was only in the dream that Yedan gave it the concept of a Stand, and that's how it became the three-headed, six-winged creature.

In reality, it is capable of using its abilities, but its host is not. Furthermore, because Yedan is still young and doesn't think much, its abilities are ultimately limited to the level of thought suggestion. However, its thought suggestion is more than just suggestion.

It can influence people's perceptions in reality and control ordinary people, and make these controlled dolls see the existence of the Stand. They will also react to the invisible energy of the Stand user. After reacting, they will descend and use their real eyes to pull the other party into a dream.

But this time, it couldn't descend, because the substitutes those dolls saw were too terrifying.

"Run, run! We can't drag this out with that coward any longer, or we'll be done for before we even find him!"

That's what Yedan thought, and Chen Miaowen had already done it.

He had been hiding in some tall buildings, and the complex architecture of the buildings made it impossible for the puppets to find him.

"Then I'll run first, you go fight Giorno by yourself."

He ran through sparsely populated areas, and when he saw some dolls, he would detour and run quickly, which is why he ran so fast.

As he ran, he noticed something strange.

"Why are the dolls starting to fall down?"

He was puzzled, but soon realized what was going on.

"Rongrong is here, Satan is scared, and he's running away too."

Thus, the chase between the two took another turn.

……

"Oh? The dolls that haven't even been touched are already slowly collapsing..."

Rongrong approached a doll that had just collapsed and reached out her hand, trying to bring it back to normal.

"Hmm? No sign of life!?"

Satan's mental suggestion is quite absolute: ordinary people possessed by blue pupils will die immediately after the power is removed.

Therefore, all the puppets that were controlled by Satan lost their lives and died without warning, including his grandfather.

Even someone as invincible as Huang Zhen is helpless against such instantaneous death and cannot save the lives of these ordinary people.

"Are you kidding me?"

Looking at the corpses along the way, Rongrong, unusually, lost her temper.

"Gold Experience Requiem! Find this criminal, this monster!"

……

The puppets of Satan nearly covered half of Sicily, and countless people must have died. The beautiful blue light also disappeared in an instant, which was quite shocking.

Meanwhile, Fugo found his childhood friend on the other half of Sicily.

"You said when you were little that whenever you had something on your mind, you would go to the park to relax. It seems you're still the same."

Theresa sat on a park bench, lost in thought. She wasn't actually surprised by Fugo's arrival.

Because her childhood friend was frighteningly intelligent.

"Aren't you angry with me?"

Why should I blame you?

"Dorbio is your enemy, and I concealed his whereabouts. You must be angry, right?"

"Ah, yes, I am indeed very angry."

He looked as if he had just realized something.

"His real name is Diavolo. He killed my companions, Abbacchio, Bucciarati, and that damn bastard, Narancia... even though he's a complete idiot who can't even do multiplication... he was also my friend, as you should know."

"So all my old buddies... except for Mista, who's still in Rome trying to purge the organization's members... are gone."

Theresa suddenly burst into tears. She hadn't expected Tobio to be such a desperate criminal. In her eyes, he was clearly a kind boss, a man who had saved her several times.

What kind of heartless murderer in the world would risk his life to save her two or three times? ... She simply couldn't believe it.

"So you blame me, blame me for not being on your side."

Fugo's expression remained unchanged. He sat on the other side of the bench, relaxed and casual, without displaying his usual volatile personality.

"Don't you know what kind of person I am? But after being childhood friends for so long, I still don't know what you're thinking. Why would you want to protect that bastard? ... I really don't want to blame you, but please don't stop us anymore, because Diablo must die."

"He saved my life, so I want to repay him... but I won't help him again after this..."

"..."