American comic book: Transmigrated into Dior and adopted by the Wayne family

Chapter 105: Dio, the Physical Exorcist Master, Makes His Debut!

In front of the flea market.

Dio quickly removed the [Saint's Remains - Right Eye].

This time he was smarter and took advantage of the body's lack of reaction to quickly fuse with it.

Unlike last time, this time there was no pain, only a warm, dark current flowing into my eyes.

"Dio? What are you doing here? There's a monster inside!"

Ivy emerged from behind the garbage heap, grabbed his hand, and tried to pull him out.

"Ivy? Listen, there are no monsters in this world, it's all a lie."

"Really? Is someone smoking marijuana in there?"

"Maybe, Ivy."

Dio shook off her hand, feeling the surging waves within him, and walked straight inside. "Listen to me, get out of here quickly."

Ivy watched Dior's retreating figure, biting her lower lip and muttering to herself, "Liar."

She clearly saw a monster that looked like a dog; how could it be a hallucination?

Dior stopped, turned his head, and gave a charming smile: "If a lie can bring you peace of mind, then it's not a lie, Ivy."

He waved his hand, and his figure disappeared at the end of the passage.

Ivy stood there, bit her lip, and finally turned and left.

"Sniff."

The canine demon crawled on all fours, its nose constantly sniffing, its eerie growls echoing through the empty theater.

It cannot appear in broad daylight, because that would attract exorcists.

But there's still enough time to eat someone in this enclosed space before the exorcist arrives.

On the roof beam, Tabitha covered her mouth tightly, not breathing at all.

She knew that this kind of possessing demon couldn't smell the scent of living people, so as long as they didn't breathe, they would be fine.

Unless they are dragged into Limbo, demons face many restrictions in the real world.

"Hmm!"

Help! Damn it!

Tabitha hadn't lived enough; she wanted to live the life of her dreams, and she couldn't die here!

"You wicked blond brat, you've really got me killed this time!"

Tabitha gritted her teeth and covered her mouth tightly, but her vision was already starting to blur.

With special training, she can indeed hold her breath for more than ten minutes, but the human body will suffer from aftereffects if it is deprived of oxygen for three minutes.

According to estimates, she can only last for two more minutes at most!

Sudden.

Step, step, step.

A series of unhurried footsteps came from the stairwell.

A spark of hope ignited in Tabitha's eyes.

Through the blurry vision, Dior walked in with one hand in his pocket and a languid, cat-like gait.

The smell of food.

The canine demon abruptly turned its head, its scarlet pupils locking onto its new prey, its fangs bared, and it let out a threatening growl.

dog?

Is it really such a disgusting thing?

A look of disgust was visible in Dior's eyes.

[Urgent Mission: The Lament of Lower Creatures]

[Your right eye is still adjusting when a blind dog demon comes knocking on your door.]

It thought it was a hunter from hell, but little did it know that in your eyes, it was just a barking stray dog.

[Mission Objective: Personally kill the Dog Demon (0/1)]

[Reward: Mental Strength +5%, Stand Awakening Progress +1%]

"snort."

Dior snorted coldly.

Dogs are the animal he hates most in his life.

That fawning, obsequious manner, that so-called loyalty, was no different from cowardice in his eyes.

Even without a mission, he would still send this thing back!

"Do you know?"

Dio glanced at the rotting canine demon, a disdainful smile playing on his lips. "Dogs should stay in a fireplace."

He turned and strode quickly toward the public restroom, his steps leisurely and elegant: "Come on, let's go somewhere else."

A low growl rolled from the dog demon's throat.

It pushed off the ground with all four limbs, smashing through the wooden crates blocking its path like a mad bull, and pounced towards Dio's back.

What pathetic prey, daring to provoke the great!

Dio listened to the heavy breathing and the sound of claws scratching the ground behind him, accurately calculated the distance, and just as the dog demon's claws were about to touch his back, he suddenly turned into the men's restroom at the end of the corridor.

boom!

The gate is closed!

Only then did Tabitha on the roof dare to let go and breathe deeply.

She understood that Dio had deliberately lured the dog demon away to give her a chance to catch her breath.

Otherwise, given the dog demon's cunning, there's a high probability it would attack her.

"

...Dio, are you alright?

She leaned against the beam, clenching her fists, a hint of tension in her voice that she herself didn't realize.

She didn't know why she was worried about an "enemy," but she just couldn't help it.

Damn it, what's so charming about this kid?

"roar!"

In sight, the dog demon, unable to stop its momentum, smashed through the wooden door.

It stumbled into the narrow toilet, and before it could even steady itself, a white sink fell from the sky and slammed into its head.

A few seconds later.

"Ahhh, roar! Ahhh!! Oh!!"

Various pitiful screams came from the toilet.

The dog demon tried to escape from the toilet like a madman, but as soon as it poked half its body out, someone grabbed its hind leg.

It gripped the door frame tightly, its sharp claws carving deep grooves into it, but to no avail.

It was dragged back with a look of utter despair on its face.

"The dog demon is running away."

Tabitha could hardly believe her eyes.

The monster, which had been so arrogant just moments before, now resembled a beaten wild dog desperately trying to escape.

The white sink flew out from inside the door and slammed hard against the opposite wall.

boom!

Tabitha's breath hitched.

Won't...

"ah!!"

The dog demon's screams came from the toilet, one after another, growing more and more agonizing.

Immediately afterwards, the toilet echoed with the dull thud of fists striking flesh—once, twice, three times...

The dog demon's howl changed from anger to screams, and then from screams to whimpers.

What exactly happened inside?

In the toilet.

Dio kicked the dog demon in the face and then in the stomach, before raising his fist high and slamming it down!

"Ripple! Sprint!"

"Aww!!"

The dog demon let out a shriek and frantically shook its head, trying to break free.

Dio didn't give it a chance, grabbing its head and slamming down with a second and third punch.

"Wryyyyyyyyy!!!!"

boom.

boom.

boom.

Countless plumes of black smoke began to rise!

But Dior didn't stop.

It wasn't because of anger, it was because it felt so good.

The thrill of beating up a demon is completely different from beating up an ordinary person.

Because this is the remains of a saint enjoying themselves!

Dio could feel the cheers emanating from the remaining consciousness within the saint's body.

If its left and right eyes had mouths, it might start singing hymns!

His mental strength also began to improve slightly under the stimulation of the remains.

Dio's eyes unconsciously changed, turning into the same dark gold color as the corpse.

In an instant, the dog demon's struggle abruptly froze.

For the first time, genuine panic appeared in its dark red eye sockets.

It was an instinctive fear of higher beings.

"No!"

It spoke for the first time.

Countless fine cracks spread out from its forehead.

Click.

The dog demon's body exploded with a bang.

Countless plumes of black smoke billowed from the crack, swirling and twisting in the air before finally dissipating into nothingness.

Only a pale human shell remained, lying lifeless on the ground.

[Task Completed]

[Mental Strength +5%, Stand Awakening +1%]

"This feeling..."

'

Dio couldn't resist scratching his temples hard until they bled, finally snapping out of his daze.

The dark gold eyes gradually faded back to their original color.

He looked at the black blood on his hands and shook them off expressionlessly.

"It's disgusting. There's a stench like a stray cat carcass that's been soaking in a chemical plant's waste bin for three days before being run over by a passing tanker truck."

Dior walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and carefully rinsed away the dirt between his fingers.

Blood flowed down her cheek, but the wound healed quickly.

He looked at himself in the mirror, or more accurately, at his own eyes, and snorted coldly.

The excitement from just killing the demon actually caused my mental strength to grow a bit.

Is this your plan?

Dio had a feeling that as long as his mental strength grew to a certain level, even without the so-called awakening level, he would be able to awaken a true Stand on his own.

That golden Stand that violated the realm of the gods and could stop time.

world!

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