JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

"Of course, you can help me..."

"Bring out a stand-in for someone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pucci immediately realized the danger, but he still underestimated Diablo's speed.

With a powerful shoulder strike, he shoved Pucci into the house, then Diablo went inside and closed the door.

"Are you also... a Stand user?"

Pucci wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, somewhat frightened.

His Stand isn't a powerful combat-type Stand; if they really fought, he probably wouldn't be a match for it.

Diablo looked down at Pucci with a slight smile. "Don't worry, I just need your help with a small matter."

"The White Snake!!!"

"King Crimson!!!"

The two simultaneously called out their stand-ins!

When the Crimson King appeared, the room was filled with a slight sense of incongruity.

But when Pucci's stand-in, White Snake, appeared, the scene instantly changed.

A substitute for good philosophy!

"White Snake, finish him off!" Pucci saw that his Stand was tall and imposing except for its face, and immediately realized that it was a powerful combat-type Stand.

Therefore, a bold idea immediately came to his mind: to seize this stand-in!

With this double, he could go to Egypt to help his best friend.

However, he seems to have overestimated the power of his Stand!

Two fists clashed!

The Crimson King deflected the White Serpent's fist with a punch, then delivered another powerful blow to the White Serpent's head!

With that punch, the white snake was sent flying.

Pucci was also injured and staggered to the ground.

"I already told you, I just wanted to ask you for a favor, why are you in such a hurry?" Diablo himself was a little surprised.

His recent encounter made him realize that Crimson King's stats might have changed.

It's not just himself who's been enhanced; even his Stand might have been enhanced.

Realizing this, Diablo became even more confident in the plan!

“You wouldn’t want your best friend to die, would you, Pucci?” Diablo laughed in a twisted way.

Seeing his distressed expression, Diablo then adopted a conciliatory approach, stepping forward and grabbing him by the neck.

Then, his eyes turned fierce. "Enrique Pucci, you have two choices: either listen to me, or I'll order you around!"

Pucci admitted that he did seriously consider both options at first.

But a moment later he realized something: wasn't this just listening to him?

In desperation, Pucci released the white snake again, hoping to strike at close range.

However, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless, after all, Diablo was much faster than him in terms of release speed.

The Crimson King easily grabbed the White Serpent by the neck, and his smile gradually grew smug.

Realizing he was likely to die, Pucci immediately nodded in agreement.

Diablo then released Pucci.

Pucci felt refreshed after breathing oxygen again; oxygen is truly a wonderful thing!

After regaining his senses, Pucci gently wiped the blood spurting from his forehead and looked at Diablo with wariness in his eyes.

What exactly do you want me to do?

There was no way to resist anymore, so Pucci decided to listen to Diablo's request. If it was just a normal matter, he would help.

Who isn't a kind-hearted citizen?

Seeing that he was finally willing to talk properly, Diablo was very satisfied. "Don't worry, what he wants you to do does not go against your beliefs or your best friend. On the contrary, he may be able to help your best friend!"

Upon hearing that it was to help a close friend, Pucci admitted that he became somewhat curious.

"Wait a minute, we'll disembark at this stop and transfer to a plane to Japan!"

"Japan?" Pucci asked, puzzled.

Chapter 10 Stealing the House

Since it would be some time before the ship docked, Diablo stayed in Pucci's room to keep an eye on him.

"Your White Snake can extract other people's memories and substitutes, right?" Diablo's words scared Pucci half to death.

What the hell?

My abilities have been exposed like this?

To be honest, the reason why Stand users are so powerful is that, on the one hand, the existence of Stands gives them an advantage in both strength and numbers.

However, even the most powerful Stand users have weaknesses.

Aside from the most common reason that Stands are weak, the most crucial factor is their ability to remain hidden.

Stand ability is fundamental to a Stand user.

Once his Stand ability is exposed, he won't be as much of a threat.

On the contrary, others will find ways to target him.

Therefore, the ability of a Stand is as mysterious as a person's anus.

Who would show their chrysanthemums to others? Let alone let others become familiar with their abilities.

Thinking of this, Pucci was startled: Could it be that this guy had been spying on him for a long time...?

"I'm asking you, aren't I?" Diablo hated it when people ignored his questions.

Pucci could only honestly admit, "Yes, White Snake can turn other people's stand-ins and memories into discs and extract them."

Speaking of this, Diablo pressed further, "Can the extraction ratio be controlled by oneself?"

This is what he cares about most.

"Yes, but I must be fully focused." At this point, Pucci no longer tried to hide anything.

This person is no ordinary person. If the basic attributes of his Stand are this powerful, then his abilities must be heaven-defying.

At this moment, compliance is often better than resistance.

Once the first-class ship docked, Diablo took Pucci off the ship and went straight to the airport.

To demonstrate his submissiveness, Pucci bought him a plane ticket and the two seats were placed right next to each other.

On the plane, Pucci quietly took out a book and began to read it carefully, as if he were just going on a trip.

But strictly speaking, he's been kidnapped by Diablo!

"You're too optimistic, aren't you? Aren't you afraid I'm plotting against you?" Diablo asked curiously.

Pucci did not disappoint Diablo. He calmly closed the book, his eyes revealing a shrewdness beyond his years. "No way."

"My Stand ability is not the kind of ability that has a great impact, or rather, it can have a huge impact on others."

"Since our destination is Japan, it means that this has nothing to do with Dior. Therefore, it doesn't matter who uses it."

Hearing his words, Diablo was secretly amazed. As expected of a ruthless person who could endure hardship for decades, his thinking ability was truly terrifying.

But that doesn't matter, since the real show is what comes next.

Diavolo never let his guard down along the way; he needed to keep a close eye on Pucci, even though Pucci was no match for him, he was still a Stand user.

If someone were to strike you while you're asleep, you'd die such an unjust death!

Pucci didn't seem to mind; he simply sat there quietly reading.

The flight was very smooth, which should be attributed to the fact that Joe was not on the plane.

The flight attendants secretly glanced at Diablo.

It has to be said that although his hair looks moldy, Diablo's looks are undeniably striking. And paired with his sharp suit and tied-up hair, he looks incredibly handsome!

"He's so handsome!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"That young man next to him is so handsome, is he a cultivator? What a pity."

(Dengdeng's Little Lesson: Monk, a type of Catholic clergy degree, below deacons, refers to a person who enters a monastery for spiritual practice after the formation of the Christian seminary system, and remains unmarried for life.)

Because the flight attendants were not far from Diablo and his group, they heard everything they said.

Pucci didn't pay any attention and continued flipping through the books.

Diablo glanced at them, then with a wink, he instantly won over the hearts of all the flight attendants.

"I...I can't take it anymore!"

"So handsome!"

Diavolo couldn't understand what Jotaro was thinking when he saw women shouting "Yakamashi!"

If he could, he would love to treat these beautiful ladies to a drink after he got off the plane, but unfortunately, he had something very important to do.

This relates to whether this dangerous world will be changed.

Meanwhile, in Egypt.

Since reinforcements wouldn't arrive until noon the next day, Jotaro and his crew finally had a chance to rest and recuperate.

At the hotel, Bobo went to the toilet first, as usual.

Joseph, on the other hand, worked with Avdol to devise the next course of action.

Finally, the invincible Jotaro and Kakyoin strolled around outside together.