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boom--

On the other side—

The German officer Schultehertz, observing through this device, and the captured Spitwagen, saw—

The man in the pillar, who was originally as hard as stone, amidst the fifty-centimeter-thick iron wall equipped with flamethrowers, machine guns, and timed bombs, moved—

"what--"

Kurokawa Kazuya gasped for breath, then plummeted from mid-air.

boom--

After falling several meters in freefall, Kurokawa Kazuya was surprised to find that he was not injured at all!

"So this is... the Pillar Man..." Kurokawa Kazuya struggled to stand up.

But perhaps because he had just taken over this body, or perhaps because he hadn't moved for two thousand years, his body was unexpectedly stiff, and he collapsed again as soon as he stood up. However, he quickly felt his control over his body increasing rapidly—

The sound of human voices outside.

The smell in the air...

He felt that his five senses were several times stronger than before!

"So that's how it is. So this is what it means to be a Pillar Man... What a novel experience... Not only that, but my mind has also become unexpectedly clear."

German--

This was a language he had never learned before, but—just by listening to a few words spoken by the Stroheim outside, he felt as if he was about to reproduce the entire language in his mind.

He's about to learn this language!

What an incredibly powerful ability that is!

"Buzzing—"

Beside it, a small passageway opened, revealing a strange figure standing there in an odd posture. No doubt, it was a vampire—

But now...

The vampire who used to feel incredibly powerful now felt as if he were seeing some delicious food!

"Wryyyyyyyyyy————" The vampire screamed and charged at him, its arms piercing into his two arms and its teeth biting at his shoulders!

but--

Kurokawa Kazuya's heart stirred slightly.

The places where the vampire and his body touched were slowly disappearing, being absorbed little by little!

I see... Such a creature is completely unaffected by either vaporization freezing or the piercing eye technique.

The one behind probably won't cause much damage, but the one in front, being a Pillar Man, has much stronger control over his body, so it's more likely that the one being frozen will be the other.

After absorbing the vampire's energy, Kurokawa Kazuya felt much better.

My body has swelled up slightly.

The energy level in my body should be around 35 now.

So...

Let's go out and try it out. Let's go out and see what happens...test the strength of this body—

The solution would be the same as the original Santana.

Thinking this, he began to move his body, searching for the ventilation opening nearby—

That narrow vent, measuring only 4 x 20 cm.

If he finds it, he will be able to squeeze out by twisting... or even crushing his own body!

"Where is it...?"

Kurokawa Kazuya thought to himself, then looked outside... and paced back and forth around.

Then—on that one opportunity!

In the brief moment when no one was looking—he leaped towards the ventilation shaft, then contorted his body and squeezed inside!

Listen to the direction of the sound outside.

Kurokawa Kazuya constantly adjusted his position, searching for a way out, moving swiftly within the air supply duct—

"Hmm, when I draw the second volume of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, maybe I can draw a scene from Santana's perspective, depicting his actions inside this air supply pipe. That would be really impactful. Have we reached the exit yet?"

The next moment—looking at the German soldier at the exit.

He squeezed right through!

"Ah—him! The Santana!"

At this point, the professional commentator, Spitwagen, who had been brought over, spoke up: "He burrowed into the soldier's body!"

"Ah ...

The next moment, the soldier became thinner, and in the end, only a layer of skin was left, which Kurokawa Kazuya tore off. He didn't need to test the people of this era or anything like that... If he wanted to follow the plot step by step, he could wait until he wanted to draw the second part of JOJO's Bizarre Adventure.

Chapter Seventy-Four: The Pillar Man, Kurokawa Kazuya

Stroheim, adjusting his hat, looked at Kurokawa Kazuya and gritted his teeth: "This is terrible. We can't let someone like that get out there. He'll become a major enemy of our country."

"He must be killed! He absolutely must be killed!" Stroheim waved his arm, pointing at Kurokawa Kazuya, and said, "Don't panic! Kill him! Don't worry about anything else, just shoot him dead!"

Da da da da da da da————

Countless machine guns and a barrage of firepower rained down on Kurokawa and Miya in that confined space!

At that rate of fire, even with his reaction speed, he simply couldn't dodge it!

but--

"He's still alive!" the scientist exclaimed from the side.

"As expected, even a hail of machine gun fire won't kill it!" They knew very well that even a vampire wouldn't die from such injuries, let alone this higher life form that feeds on vampires—

Kurokawa Kazuya took a deep breath.

The bullet that had entered his body moved within him—yes, it moved.

Then, it flowed all the way down to my hands—

"Is that so..."

"Hooray—he spoke! He actually spoke!"

"How is this a sign of low intelligence!" The professional commentator, Spitwagen, clearly understood the situation; he's a professional! Didn't he understand?

"He has an extremely high IQ; he mastered the language we use in such a short time!"

Kurokawa Kazuya extended a finger, pointing it at the forehead of the person in front of him, as if he were using a pistol—

boom--

finger.

The body emitted a sound as if a trigger had been pulled!

The bullet that had entered his body was ejected from his fingers—

"Wow--"

A bullet struck a man in the head, ending his life.

"He gathered the bullets we fired at his fingertips and shot them back!"

"Hmm...this feels good..." Kurokawa Kazuya stretched his shoulders, then fired all the bullets out of his body—

Da da da da da da da——

The ten fingers were like ten gun barrels, firing countless bullets.

In an instant, the room was emptied, leaving only three people—

All that's left is Spitwagen, Stroheim, and... Joseph Joestar, who just protected the two of them using something like a protective shield formed by the ripples in Stroheim's hair!

"This hair seems a little dry. If you don't take good care of it, you'll go bald in the future, German soldier uncle."

"When did you get here?" Spitwagen asked Joseph in disbelief.

"Oh, old man."

It should be daytime outside now... Well then, let's just wait here for a bit.

The current JOJO is very weak. He can sense that the life energy in this guy's body is probably only about 1.5, which is only a little more than his own when he first started training Ripple in reality.

No wonder he said the two words he hates most in life are "effort" and "keep going." He probably never trained in Ripple... even though he clearly has the talent.

His ripples wouldn't have killed him if the original Santana hadn't tried to absorb them into his body.

Perfect timing, let's take a look at the abilities of my current body here.

"Watch out, JOJO!"

JOJO slowly walked towards Kurokawa Kazuya, then touched his nose as if teasing a monkey and immediately backed away: "JIJU~~ You just spoke, didn't you? Hello, how are you feeling? Happy, nice to meet you. Happy, nice to meet you. Santana, come and learn together. 3, 4 Happy, nice to meet you."

"JOJO, stop fooling around!"

"JOJO, what are you doing?" Spitwagen and Stroheim asked, looking at JOJO in disbelief.

“I wonder if he might be a good person?” JOJO pointed at Kurokawa Kazuya with one finger and looked at the two of them, saying, “I don’t think we should define him as a bad person from the start.”

"Oh, you know a lot about this..."

Kurokawa Kazuya stretched a couple of times and then spoke.

"Oh, you spoke! You really did speak!"

"It's alright." Kurokawa Kazuya smiled. "I'm not very familiar with this language yet, but I'll get used to it slowly. If you say a few more sentences, I'll be able to understand it."

"Yes, yes, hello, hello. My name is Joseph Joestar, and these two are called Spitwagen. Hey, German uncle, what's your name?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! He killed so many of my men!"