JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Golden Wind

"Damn it!!" Diablo could no longer contain his rage, his face contorted as he pounded the ground, creating one deep crater after another.

"Arrow...!!" Diablo calmed his excited heart slightly.

"Only the arrow... must not be allowed to get by Giorno Giovanna!!"

Diablo shuddered at the thought of his future fate playing out in the video! The process of dying was repeated over and over again, and in different ways each time.

Next, he plans to steal the arrow from Polnareff! Then he'll let Giorno Giovanna experience the pain of being dissected alive.

"Giorono Giovanna!! You just wait! The moment I get the arrow will be your death day."

At that moment, he was unaware that a man with an invincible expression had taken Josuke Higashikata by plane to Italy after watching the video.

Although Mista didn't quite understand Giorno's words, he was still somewhat agitated after learning that Diavolo could not possibly come back to life.

Mista, blood trickling from her mouth, looked at Giorno and said, "We finally succeeded!"

Trish eagerly asked Giorno, "We're the ones who won, right?"

“…” Giorno remained silent, sweat beading on his face; he didn't know how to begin.

"Hey! Let's go!" Mista suddenly remembered something, her tone becoming urgent. "We need to get back to the Colosseum quickly. Although Bucciarati's soul has been restored, his body is injured."

When they switched bodies, Mista fired three shots at Bucciarati's body. Although he avoided fatal wounds, he's still worried about Bucciarati's condition!

"The reason Bucciarati was able to let Mista attack his body earlier was because he knew his body was failing, but Mista didn't know that!!"

"If he returns to the Colosseum now and sees Bucciarati's corpse, will he think it's all his fault?"

"How heartbroken Mista would be if he saw Bucciarati's corpse in the Colosseum! After all, he always held Bucciarati in the highest esteem!"

Those watching the video understood that Giorno's silence was not for any other reason than that he was thinking about how to tell them the cruel truth that Bucciarati was dead.

“He’s waiting in the arena now, definitely worried about our safety.” Hearing Mista’s words, Trish also ran towards the arena, somewhat worried herself.

At this moment, Giorno stood still, quietly watching the river, lost in thought.

"Giorno, hurry!" Mista said anxiously, looking at Giorno who was still standing there. "Let's go back to the Colosseum! After we heal Bucciarati, let's go back to our hometown together!"

“Yes… let’s go… I’ll be right there…!” Giorno’s tone was slightly somber, then he turned his head, his expression extremely complicated.

Mista and Trish exchanged a glance, sensing that Giorno's current state was somewhat strange, but they didn't say anything, assuming it was from injuries sustained in the recent battle, and continued running towards the Colosseum.

Giorno started walking too, heading towards the Colosseum. He'd only taken a few steps when he heard a familiar voice.

“Giorono, that’s fine…”

Bucciarati's gentle voice rang in Giorno's ears again, seemingly comforting him: "You don't need to worry, this is enough. We've already achieved victory by getting this far."

"Fate is a sleeping slave; we have freed fate from this slavery with our own hands, and that is already our victory!"

Giorno looked up and, in that instant, saw Bucciarati, Narancia, Abbacchio, and the others appear in the sea of ​​clouds above.

A clinking sound—the sound of metal falling—pulled him back to reality.

Giorno looked down, then reached out and picked up the fallen insect arrow!

[At this moment, the video displayed the data panel for Gold Experience: Requiem!] (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

That series of unknowns left everyone utterly astonished! What kind of divine panel is this?! All six attributes are unknown?! Or are they infinite?!

"What kind of panel is this? It's not just that it's incredibly powerful, even the basic attributes are completely unpredictable!"

"Perhaps this indirectly shows that the Gold Experience, having evolved from the Insect Arrow, has surpassed the existence of a Stand! Perhaps this is the ultimate evolution of a Stand as mentioned in the title!"

"But I must say, Bucciarati is really gentle; even at this moment, he still spoke up to comfort Giorno!"

The last line, in particular, "Fate was a sleeping slave, but now we have freed him with our own hands!", deeply resonated with everyone.

Even if fate is predetermined by heaven and cannot be changed, we still have to resist, even if fate will not change because of our resistance!

But the act of resistance itself is already a victory for us!

Mista, watching Giorno dawdle behind him, couldn't help but urge him on, "Hurry up! If you don't keep up, who else can heal Bucciarati's injuries?"

[At this moment, Trish suddenly looked at her heels, as if she had just had a strange feeling: "It's like something suddenly ran to my feet...!"]

Mista glanced over and suddenly noticed a rock near Trish's legs, but this startled him. By the time he realized what was happening, Trish had vanished from his sight.

Mista looked around in confusion and asked, "Trish?!..."

But there was no response. Then Mista's voice turned terrified, as if Trish's disappearance would mean her death, and she began to scream incessantly.

"Trish!! Where are you! Trish...!!"

"Hey, Giorno, have you seen Trish?" Seeing that her search had yielded no results, Mista anxiously asked Giorno!

"That really startled me!" Giorno looked at the anxious Mista, thinking something had happened, and pointed ahead: "Trish is over there, Mista."

"Huh?" Mista paused slightly, then looked in the direction Giorno was pointing—it was a stone pillar!

[Trish's voice came from the other side of the stone pillar, "Mista, Giorno, I'm here. I wasn't tripped by this stone pillar, but by this shadow!"]

[Accompanied by Trish's voice, a turtle with a key on its back slowly crawled out.]

Polnareff's voice rang out again as he looked at Giorno and Mista, saying, "Don't abandon me! If you forget about me, I don't know how many days it will take me to get to the Colosseum."

Mista looked at the turtle with great surprise: "You...you're not Polnareff?"

Giorno also seemed somewhat surprised, having thought the other was dead: "Mr. Polnareff?"

At this moment, Polnareff's spirit appeared on the key on the turtle's back, and he looked at everyone with a smile, explaining the current situation.

"My physical body is dead, but in the instant my soul is about to be extracted, I can still remain inside this turtle's substitute."

"Although I can't leave the key on the turtle's back, I've decided to live inside the turtle as a ghost for the time being!"

"You could say that this directly replaced the turtle's soul... Although it makes it difficult to move, it can still be considered alive."

Everyone was quite surprised by Polnareff's reappearance, as they had initially thought that his soul and body would die together when Silver Town's power ended.

They never expected to survive in this way, but everyone realized the crux of the matter: were they destined to live like turtles forever?!

Mista was somewhat surprised by Polnareff's ordeal, but didn't dwell on it. She helped Trish up, saying, "I'm glad to see you're safe, but this isn't over yet."

"We're going to the Colosseum to heal Bucciarati's injuries!"

Hearing Mista's words, Polnareff was somewhat puzzled: "Bucciarati? Wasn't his soul already..."

Polnareff glanced at Giorno, who had walked up behind him, but didn't continue speaking. He looked into Giorno's eyes, then slightly closed them; he already understood.

Giorno took the insect arrow and picked up the turtle.

"What do you plan to do with this arrow?" Polnareff asked, his mind still reeling from the arrow's terrifying power.

Now that Diablo has been defeated, the arrows are no longer necessary! Otherwise, if evil people were to gain control of them, they would become a menace.

Giorno looked at the insect arrow, his tone earnest and serious, and said, "Now that I have inherited the will of my fallen comrades, I must keep moving forward. I will not destroy this arrow."

Seeing the determination in Giorno's eyes, Polnareff felt relieved and lowered his head: "Let's keep this arrow in the turtle, that'll be fine, Giorno!"

"Because this is...this is the responsibility that the survivors must bear."

"Let's go to the Colosseum." There are some things we don't want to admit, but we still have to face them.

[The scene then shifts to a room where a man in a suit kneels before Giorno and kisses the back of his hand in submission!]

[Mista, with a serious expression, saw this scene, opened the window, and a gust of wind blew in. On the nearby table, Polnareff, transformed into a turtle, lay there quietly watching. Besides him, there was Bucciarati's zipper, Narancia's flower, and Abbacchio's wine.]

Giorno, now dressed in a brand new outfit, had defeated Diavolo in just nine days, replacing him as the new boss of Passion.

[In the end, he fulfilled his dream and became a Yangko dance star and a gangster superstar!!]

Chapter 154 The Rolling Stones Chapter!! Fate?!

Giorno, at the age of 15, overthrew Diavolo in just nine days, becoming the new leader of the Passionate Organization, while Dio, at 15, was still telling people not to play with JoJo…

Chaldean

"We've already won, so why don't I feel any joy?" Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed heavily as she watched the video.

Even the usually optimistic Mista lost his smile in the end, after all, the price of victory was too high... beyond their imagination.

But at the same time, he felt a little regretful that Bucciarati, Narancia, and Abbacchio would never be able to reunite and laugh together again…

Type-Moon World

“Fate is a sleeping slave…” Watching the video, Red A repeated Galati’s words, a complex expression on his face.

But at that moment, he thought of Emiya, the great hero who fought through the Holy Grail War in one night for his sister.

If it is a predetermined destiny for a boy named Shirou Emiya to become a hero of justice, then isn't the great hero Emiya trying to save this sleeping slave?

Demon World

Watching Bucciarati still comforting Giorno, Tanjiro Kamado choked up, saying, "Why are gentle people... never treated gently by the world?"

Even Brother Purgatory lost his life to this cruel world, but that's why I must become stronger, strong enough to protect those around me.

Academy City

"Wasn't the Insect Arrow completely fused with the Gold Experience Requiem? How come it's fallen back to the ground?" Looking at the scene in the video, Misaki Shokuhou couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

"And what did Bucciarati mean by that? Does it mean that Bucciarati and the others' deaths were already predetermined from the beginning?"

Fate! These two words are simply absurd in the technologically advanced Academy City. How can there be a fate that is predetermined to die from the very beginning?

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