JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

"I'll draw Joseph's Hermit Purple; I'll use it to find the whereabouts of the Thorium!"

Pucci was unaware of the existence of the Transcendental Dragon because Diablo could not be certain whether he had seen the Calamity when the corpse was born.

But Pucci was a smart man; since Diablo wasn't saying anything, there must be a reason.

Besides, Pucci would much rather Diablo not tell him anything, because even if he did, he would have to work for Diablo for free, so it's better for him not to know.

"Joseph doesn't seem to be in the US. He should be in Egypt right now."

"Then let's go ambush him. It's also good time to let Dio and the others know that there's a new enemy."

So the two of them took the children and went to Egypt.

For energetic children, such a journey is no problem.

But for Diablo and his group, this was a bit of a torment.

"What's wrong? You don't seem to be in good spirits. Haven't you been getting enough rest lately?" Pucci asked with concern when he saw Diablo looking tired.

"It must be because the excessive use of Stand ability last time consumed too much energy."

After all, King Crimson is competing with the omnipresent Calamity in terms of hand speed and reaction time! Surpassing Calamity by half a step and hitting Tsurumaru, he is already one of the best among Stands!

After all, there aren't many Stands that can rival Calamity.

"Then you should get some rest. I'll wake you when we get there." Pucci had just finished speaking when he turned around and saw Diablo asleep with his head tilted to the side.

Shaking his head helplessly, Pucci asked the flight attendant for a blanket and covered Diablo with it.

The distance from the United States to Egypt normally takes at least ten hours by flight.

Diablo slept on and on, and in his dream, he saw this scene.

No one could defeat Ahriman. He succeeded. He successfully left this dimension and became someone who could control his own destiny!

He completely erased this world!

One by one, familiar faces left him: Valentine, Dio, Pucci, Katz, Kira...

Insect arrows and corpses are meaningless in the face of power that transcends dimensions!

Diablo was startled awake from his dream. He turned around and saw that Pucci was also asleep, and the children were all sitting quietly asleep in their chairs.

The darkness outside the window was like a colossal beast that would devour everything.

"I'm so tired, I even had nightmares! Really..." Diablo shook his head with a smile, then fell asleep again.

In his eyes, it was just a nightmare, but what he didn't know was that it was an epitaph, a predetermined fate...

Upon arriving in Cairo, Egypt, they easily found their way to the citadel.

Ms. Aurora was delighted to see the children; she adored the adorable little ones.

So, I dragged them along to play!

Diablo stopped Joseph, who was about to go to the desert for training, saying, "Wait, can I borrow your Stand?"

Joseph had no idea what he was up to, but he let the white snake draw out Joseph's Hermit Purple.

"Just as Dio said, this Stand is too weak!" White Serpent said with disdain, holding the disc that had been easily pulled out.

Pulling out this CD requires less effort than picking your nose.

But Diablo didn't want powerful offensive capabilities; he just wanted the ability to write!

He inserted the disc into his body, and sure enough, the two Stands began to struggle. Purple thorns emerged from Diavolo's hand, attempting to wrap around his neck.

But the next second, the Crimson King grabbed Thorn with domineering force, and with just a glance, Hermit Purple submitted.

"Target search: Thorium Dragon!"

Diavolo raised his hand and used his Stand ability on his forehead.

In an instant, Diablo felt his soul burst out of his body and then scatter across the world.

Immediately afterwards, he met Toulong.

Toulong immediately sensed something was wrong; someone seemed to be spying on him!

Suddenly, Diavolo felt a burning sensation in his soul and quickly deactivated his Stand ability.

But what he just did has already been marked again.

Since the calamity hadn't manifested itself, the Crimson King hurriedly moved the time he had just captured to the future and deleted the marked time in between!

The mark failed again, but Diablo's vision went black and he collapsed.

"Diavolo!!!"

Chapter 527 Diablo is dying

Diablo is unconscious!

This surprised Pucci and Dio, but after examination, Diablo was not in any danger; he was just unable to wake up.

For this reason, Katz even checked Diablo's body.

“Hmm…you are in good health, with no illnesses whatsoever,” professional biologist Katz diagnosed.

However, staying dizzy like this isn't a good thing.

Just as they were preparing to use all sorts of methods to wake Diablo up, Diablo found himself in an unfamiliar place.

He had never been here before.

"Oh, you've arrived?"

Upon hearing the voice, Diablo hurriedly looked behind him and saw that the person standing there was none other than Shingen!

"Xin Yuan, aren't you dead? This isn't outside of time, is it?" Diablo looked at him in surprise, and couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

Xin Yuan smiled slightly, then helplessly shrugged, "What can I do? Something summoned me here!"

"what?"

The moment he asked that question, a black aura surged forth, attempting to engulf Diablo.

Xin Yuan, however, seized the black aura, his eyes clearer than ever before, "Those who want to harm me, let my true form come here!"

As he spoke, he extinguished the black aura.

By this time, Diablo could guess what was going on. "Was that a calamity?"

"Well, not really, after all, it's just a wisp of his aura." Xin Yuan clapped his hands nonchalantly.

But this terrified Diablo. The mere pressure from a wisp of aura was enough to immobilize him; what would happen if the true form of the Calamity came...?

Perhaps sensing Diablo's worry, Xin Yuan patted him on the shoulder, "It's alright, the true form of the Calamity can't come!"

"After all, he is just another example of the common sense in this world. He won't target you specifically because of his own will. If he had that kind of thinking, he would have been replaced long ago."

Hearing Xin Yuan say this, Diablo breathed a sigh of relief.

But what Xin Yuan said next made Diablo unable to hold back.

"Oh, right, you're about to die!"

what?

This startled Diablo; was he about to die?

"Yes, you're about to die because your repeated editing of time has damaged the timeline!" Xin Yuan's expression was serious, showing no sign of joking.

This made Diavolo quite upset, as he never expected that his Stand ability could actually harm him.

Seeing Diablo suddenly fall silent, Xin Yuan patted him on the shoulder. Before he could speak, Diablo suddenly looked up at him.

"Now that you've told me, there must be a solution, right?"

Diablo had no idea that Yuan had come to him specifically just to mourn at his grave ahead of time.

Moreover, he was going to die anyway, so who would help him fight Ahriman?

Therefore, Diablo was not worried about his condition at all.

Xin Yuan was completely defeated by his realization, "You really are a scoundrel."

"Fine, I'll tell you! Actually, I am the very essence of time and the natural order of the world; I've just exchanged my identity for everything that is divine."

Xin Yuan revealed everything: "You need to know that the length of time required for editing is not the length of time you need at all."

"Your time editing has caused you to lose too many fragments of your own time. Therefore, you don't have much time left, and you must get it back!"

"Then let's go find it!" Diablo was impatient; after all, he was about to die, and this was something he had to be anxious about!

"But they've already scattered across the previous timelines, and you can't go there! Otherwise, the timelines will change again!"

After saying that, Xin Yuan reached out to Diablo's chest and grabbed a thread, but the thread was about to reach its end!

"I'll help you fill in a little bit first. You need to find someone to help you go back in time to find your time fragments, and then come back to fill in your time."

"I've given you the method; the rest is up to you!"

As he spoke, Diablo felt a splitting headache, as if his head was about to burst open.

"Aaaaaah!!!!!"

With a scream, Diablo sat up abruptly, gasping for breath.

"You were yelling so loudly, did you get kicked?"

Hearing Diablo's screams, Dio and the others came in. "How are you? Are you alright?"

"Yeah, he's not dead." Diablo didn't want to die like that, so he needed these guys' help.

"Have you all been free lately?"

Upon hearing Diablo's question, Dio and the others immediately sensed that something was amiss.

Something's not right, it's definitely not right at all!

"I just remembered I have something to do in the United States, so I'll have to go now." With that, Pucci turned to leave.

I'm about to die!

Diablo's words made Pucci stop in his tracks instantly, and at that moment the white snake forcibly emerged from Pucci's body, looking at Diablo with teary eyes.