Great, we're doomed now!

Yes, after all, he wasn't the one who killed J. Gale. If he abandoned Ye Shou and escaped alone, the other party would probably choose to target Ye Shou, right?

But that option never crossed Polnareff's mind!

He believed that Ye Shou, who had come to his rescue, would never abandon his companions!

"I'll use the silver chariot to separate the horde of zombies. Ye Shou, see if you can find the main body."

"Original body?"

Ye Shou took out a small silver communicator, stared at it intently for a moment, and slowly turned his body.

Being distracted during a standoff is a fatal mistake. One after another, rotting bodies emerged from the thick fog, some even missing limbs, clearly having been defeated by Polnareff once before.

"Ye Shou? Hmm!"

Polnareff quickly summoned his Stands, one on each side, to protect Ye Shou.

His Silver Chariot is a melee Stand with a range (distance between the Stand and the user) of less than 1.2 meters. Beyond this distance, its control and power will decrease rapidly. Considering the arm span and sword length, his attack range is roughly three to four meters in radius around himself.

Now, this three-meter radius is his territory, and no one can harm Ye Shou!

laugh!

laugh!

laugh!

At the same moment, the army of corpses launched an attack from all directions, and the chaotic sword paths tore up countless limbs and severed arms—Polnareff's mental power reached its limit at this moment!

Ye Shou placed 100% trust in it, and despite being watched by the eyes of the dead, he did not waver in the slightest, nor did he even raise his head.

"Polnareff, you're in my way! Become a slave to [Justice]!"

"hateful!"

Polnareff felt that familiar pulling sensation return to his waist, and his expression changed drastically: "Ye Shou, be careful!"

Drop~

On the communicator, the light spot perfectly coincided with the auxiliary lines of the coordinate system. Ye Shou raised his eyelids, and his clear and confident voice put Polnareff at ease.

"It's all over now, leave the rest to me."

Ye Shou patted the silver-haired swordsman on the back and strode past him.

"pain!"

Bobo subconsciously looked at the wound and was shocked to find that the hole that had pierced through him from both ends was slowly healing, but the pain was extremely intense!

"Give me back my son's life!"

call!

The Skeleton Emperor roared fiercely, and dozens or even hundreds of his controlled puppets piled up in layers, forming a flowing tide of corpses that threatened to engulf Ye Shou. The pungent stench of decay was right next to him!

"careful!"

"I've found the location of the main body!"

The moment the horde of corpses closed in, Ye Shou snapped his fingers, and the flames of the explosive fire magic instantly illuminated the night!

—Sprinting with crimson ripples!

The scorching ripples of energy enveloped his entire body, and the oncoming magical flames were drawn by an invisible force, transforming into a dazzling spiral that tore the horde of corpses apart!

"So it really is the ability to control fire? But where is the Stand?" The manipulator behind the scenes was both shocked and furious, while Polnareff, who witnessed everything, remained calm.

He believed Ye Shou. Since he said he wasn't a Stand user, then he definitely wasn't... So, was this power the "Second Ripple" he mentioned?

That's amazing... You can still defeat your enemy even when swords and fists can't reach them!

The raging fire distorted the light and shadow, and the howling night wind added an extra layer of ferocity. The enemy and our forces were separated by the fire, and an eerie silence fell over the scene.

Suddenly, the flames were subdued by the strong wind, and the flowing fire left a brilliant trail in the night like a cloak, but it could not catch up with the thunderous figure at the forefront.

"justice!"

The number of corpses didn't seem to decrease at all; countless rotting, foul-smelling bodies continued to appear one after another.

Useless!

Too slow! Too weak! Too few!

It was like an angry bull charging into a troop of monkeys, with corpses being smashed and crushed by sheer violence. The road ahead seemed to be run over by a steamroller, and flesh and blood were as fragile as clay sculptures under this overwhelming force!

To stop him, we shouldn't use a dense crowd, but rather tons of reinforced concrete!

"What the hell is this thing?!"

When the blood-soaked, black-armored berserker burst out of the blood mist and was fixed by that cold gaze, the Stand user of "Justice" gritted his teeth, every cell in his body screaming!

This was a tall, dark-skinned beauty with a mysterious aura, who had nothing to do with the word "mother-in-law," but the gruesome corpse standing next to her proved that she was indeed J. Gale's mother.

call!

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Shou transformed into a cheetah and pounced!

Regardless of which version of his character he portrays, what he's experiencing now is the only reality.

Therefore, once you've determined that the other party is an enemy, there's no need for any hesitation!

"Goodbye—oh!"

The dark-skinned mature woman had barely opened her mouth when her throat was gripped tightly, and she was lifted up.

Ye Shou could easily crush her bones, but he didn't, because she possessed the most precious treasure in the entire world, which was priceless to Ye Shou!

Of course, this guy is a tough nut to crack, and it will probably take a lot of effort, perhaps even some advanced technology and hard work, to get the information out of him.

"Grandma Enya—"

Wow~

Suddenly, his hand went empty, and thick fog rushed straight to his face. A short but agile figure jumped back and quickly got away from Ye Shou, not even caring about his son's corpse.

As the thick fog dissipated, Ye Shou watched the wisps of gray mist swirling between his fingertips and suddenly realized:

The illusion created by this substitute is so realistic that it's no wonder they were able to turn a desolate graveyard into a small town in the original story.

But this was merely a desperate struggle. Once the true form was found, Ye Shou would—

Ok?

A sharp pain suddenly shot through Ye Shou's left palm, and he looked up and his eyes widened instantly.

"This is impossible..."

A feeling of utter absurdity rose within him, like painstakingly preparing for something only to find it utterly easy once it began—a mix of joy and inexplicable disappointment.

What stung him was an arrow!

These are not mass-produced products of modern industry, but ancient weapons with deep colors and simple shapes!

Without a doubt, this is the key to destiny that runs through the entire JoJo series starting from Part 3—the "arrow" that can awaken a Stand!

Logically speaking, in the context of the 1990s, even the sharpest alloy arrowheads would not be able to penetrate this armor, but it seemed to have no thickness and "pierced" into the gaps in the gauntlets.

Moreover, it seemed to have come to life, slowly burrowing in without anyone controlling it, penetrating the power suit, tearing through the skin, and winding its way between the skin and flesh, like a venomous snake searching for its nest.

The pain... the kind that goes deep into your bones and strikes your very soul!

Ye Shou even felt his teeth chattering, and half of his body began to slowly go numb, as if he had been poisoned.

Ye Shou, who was initially feeling fortunate, had an uncontrollable thought:

Such a strong reaction, does that mean I wasn't chosen?

"How is this possible? My arrow!"

Grandma Enya, who had fled to a distance, turned around and saw Ye Shou standing there without giving chase. She was still puzzled, but when she saw Ye Shou's posture, her face changed drastically. She touched her chest and screamed in terror.

"It's gone! You actually betrayed me and chose that brat?!"

Impossible! The power of fate is on Lord Dio's side. As someone closely connected to him, I will also be favored by fate!

"Arrow, come back!"

Puff~ Puff~ Puff~

Large and small mounds of earth rose up on the ground, and then corpses crawled out of them—all of them were pits she had dug in advance!

This isn't a police station, but a disguised public cemetery in the town. Granny Enya chose this place as her main location because all she had to do was dig up the soil and let the mist seep in to get a steady stream of soldiers!

"Kill him! Take back the arrow!"

In her excitement, Enya forgot that these corpses were controlled by mist, and that verbal commands were meaningless, but she still shouted wildly.

"His spirit and life energy are in disarray, now's the time!"

call!

Dozens of corpses surrounded him. Ye Shou turned around with a stern look in his sharp eyes, showing no sign of worry.

"Silver Chariot!"

At the critical moment, a figure descended from the sky, and the silver sword light instantly wiped out the surrounding enemies.

"Honestly, you run way too fast. It took me a lot of effort to keep up—remember, I don't have the habit of looking at other people's backs while avoiding the fight!"

"Polnareff!"

Grandma Enya gritted her teeth: "Don't get in my way! You think your substitute can defeat my 'Justice'?!"

A colossal skeletal emperor appeared in the air, swooping down towards the ground with wind pressure, its gaping maw of white bones ready to swallow the two of them whole!

Polunarev looked solemn and ready for battle.

Just then, Ye Shou, who had been gripping his left wrist, suddenly clenched his left hand into a fist. A golden light flashed behind him, and the hazy figure thrust his fist straight into Bobo's back.

"Varied--"

Bobo subconsciously turned around, but felt a warm current rush into her body, dispelling all the fatigue and soreness from the battle. It felt as if she was walking on the surface of the moon, and her whole body became incredibly light.

"What...what's going on? My body...is so hot!"

slap~

A golden mark was imprinted on the silver chariot's hand.