I came to the chat group like a savior

Chapter 17 The Savior of the Wicked
Hikaru's scientific research ability is unmatched, but even if he wants to develop a machine that can travel through dimensions and time in a short period of time, it is unlikely.

But after he learned about the battle between Pava and the Absolut people, he immediately said that he would set up a major project within the institute.

"If possible, next time you come to the Science Institute, I hope you won't come to add to my workload."

Hikaru's work is very busy. The task of tackling major projects almost falls on him alone, and his days and nights are reversed. Oh, no, there is no night in the Kingdom of Light.

Hikari works hard every day without any rest, and Pava has to make scientific research more difficult all day long.

All I can say is that if it weren't for Hikari, a man with godly gifts, the others would have collapsed long ago.

[Silver Chariot's true form: @Mr. Barbarian! Please help me!]

Suddenly, a long-lost cry for help was heard in the chat group.

[Red Barbarian: What happened?]

[Silver Chariot: I'm being hunted down now, and the enemy is stronger than me! This guy isn't even human!]

The stand is the embodiment of the spirit. The most useless stand is the Purple Hermit, and the second to last one should be the Silver Chariot.

The Silver Chariot is a substitute for Whiteboard. It does not have any special abilities, and the Silver Chariot is blind. If its operator is replaced by someone else, it might be even weaker than the Purple Hermit.

But Polnareff's seemingly magical swordsmanship made it shine with unparalleled brilliance.

The extremely fast sword thrusts, which were faster than the naked eye could see, and the miraculous swordsmanship filled the silver chariot with terrifying oppression.

It is not easy to deal with Polnareff in an ordinary battle, and the only one who made him seek help in the first place was the enemy who completely suppressed him and made him feel completely invincible - Dio!

Whether it was his aura, physique, or stand, the savior of evil completely crushed Polnareff!

The night enveloped the city, and the dim light made the vision quite narrow. Polnareff was running at high speed in the dark alley. All kinds of debris in the messy alley kept hitting Polnareff as he was running, leaving him with countless scars and bruises.

But Polnareff didn't care about his body at all at this moment, he just kept running forward.

This is not a strategic shift, it is a desperate escape!

He completely ignored the terrain and his own injuries, as if he was led by fear and forgot all panic.

However, this way of escaping will inevitably lead to being unable to move forward.

A thick earth wall blocked Polnareff's way. The thickness and strength of the wall were not enough to hinder Polnareff's progress, but the crowd on the street across the wall could.

The noisy and lively atmosphere and the sounds of joy made Polnareff gradually stop in his tracks.

"Hehehe, Polnareff, are you running away in a panic? This is a dead end!"

The voice full of magnetism and magic becomes clearer and more pleasant with the sound of footsteps, and the vocals penetrate into the ears and gradually linger in the mind.

He was a burly man wearing yellow clothes and with an exceptionally charming figure. His evil eyes and green lips looked even more sinister under the flickering candlelight at night.

"Tell me, tell me your secret, I will give you peace of mind and dispel all your fears."

"Tell me why you are not under the control of my flesh buds."

Polnareff was breathing heavily, his chest heaving and the blood all over his body made him look particularly miserable, but at this moment a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with a strange fire.

Dio raised his eyebrows, feeling a little strange and curious. Given the current situation, no matter how you look at it, Polnareff has nowhere to escape.

But a lion will use all its might to fight a rabbit. THE WORLD!

The roar of the engine echoed through the alley, and the yellow humanoid stand climbed over the earthen wall, and all he saw was a group of small breads.

A second passed.

Dio tapped the ground with his toes. The thick feeling and the dust stirred up indicated that there was no sewer under the ground here.

Two seconds passed.

The world punched Polnareff's head hard, and then the iron fist stayed steadily one centimeter away from Polnareff's forehead.

The wind from the fist blew Polnareff's hair like weeds in the wind, and his entire hairstyle tilted backwards.

"Hmph~"

The world faded away and disappeared.

Three seconds passed and time began to flow again.

"What exactly is your backup plan, Polnareff? What causes you to have such a look and smile?"

Dio couldn't understand.

If you can't figure it out, use your super powers!
"No matter what your backup plan is! No matter how you manage not to be controlled by the flesh buds! No matter what's wrong with you!"

"You are no match for me! Since you can't satisfy my curiosity, there is no need for you to exist!"

"Sine! Polnareff!"

The roar of the engine sounded again, and the yellow stand clenched its fists, staring at Polnareff with a stern look as it dived out.

"Silver Chariot!"

The silver knight took off his armor the moment he appeared, and like a wave of steam gushing out, a flash of silver crossed the distance in space.

That is a terrifying speed that is absolutely beyond the reach of human vision.

But Dio Vampire's motion capture vision accurately captured him.

"Mudahmudahmudah! Your silver chariot can't keep up with my [world]!"

Although he said this, Dio quietly paused for a moment, walked to the side of the silver chariot, and let the world give the silver chariot a heavy punch.

Time began to flow again after the punch.

Taking off the armor can greatly increase the speed of the Silver Chariot, but at the same time, its defense will be greatly reduced.

The world's punch directly knocked the silver chariot out. Polnareff, who was standing behind the silver chariot, made the same action as it - the whole person vomited blood and flew out.

Polnareff fell to the ground without any resistance, and the crimson blood quickly gathered into a pool under his body.

Even so, Dio did not give up. After Polnareff fell, the two throwing knives directly pierced his thighs.

"With an absolute disadvantage in strength and speed, and a physical weakness, what are you sure of, Polnareff? Bring it to the table!"

Looking at Polnareff lying in a pool of blood, Dio's mouth corners were curled up almost to the back of his ears.

(End of this chapter)