Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

At this moment, Mr. Zeppelin appeared. He placed his hand on Jojo's chest, guiding him to master the power of the ripples.

Next, Jojo and Mr. Zeppelin embarked on a journey.

A hymn to humanity.

In order to fight against Dio's frost power, Jojo practiced breathing techniques under the waterfall. His skin was frozen and cracked and then healed. His spirit began to gradually solidify, and the power of ripples was gradually mastered by him.

He then embarks on a journey with his master Zeppeli to kill Dio.

Along the way, Zeppeli taught Jojo the battle experience of ripples and taught him to be a kind person. However, in a tragic battle, the master was pierced through the spine by Takas, a subordinate of Dio, while protecting Jojo.

Before his death, Zeppeli injected his life's ripples into Jojo's body and said, "The greatness of mankind is courage."

His blood stained Qiao Qiao's gloves red, and Qiao Qiao finally realized that ripples are not only strength, but also the awareness of being willing to die to protect others.

Just like the ending of the novel, in Joestar's mansion, Jojo launched a fateful battle against Dio. In this battle, Jojo killed Dio and destroyed his body. When the sunlight fell into Jojo's eyes, everything seemed to have come to an end.

?

Below deck, the ambushed Jojo stared intently at the blond head before him. He hadn't imagined that Dio had saved the head and escaped, remaining dormant for seven years. As he and his wife boarded the cruise ship for their honeymoon, Dio ambushed him and sealed the ship with frost. Meanwhile, his vampire army killed every human except Jojo.

"Let's become one, jojo!!!!"

Dio laughed wildly, his voice piercing and filled with a chilling chill that made people shudder.

With his throat pierced, Qiao Qiao was unable to use ripple breathing. He felt extremely weak at this moment. At the same time, he suddenly remembered his name.

Jojo.

I'm not Jonathan Joestar.

Is this a fake world?

Qiao Qiao's vision was a little blurry. He looked at the blond vampire approaching him ferociously and felt his life slipping away.

"Qiao Qiao, merge with me and you will gain eternal life! Everyone will survive, and you can coexist with me forever!"

Is this real?

"···When you die, you will be dead forever."

This world is too real.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and a relieved smile appeared on Qiao Qiao's face.

Dio looked at the other party excitedly. He finally succeeded. He finally made Jojo, the man who was like the sun, surrender. As expected, immortality is a good medicine that can seduce people's hearts. No one can resist this temptation.

Qiao Qiao, become one with me!

"Even if there's a one in a billion chance, this is the real world."

Jonathan Jojo's words were gentle but firm. He slowly raised his head, the breath of the sun filling his eyes full of determination.

Dio's pupils constricted as he realized something was wrong.

But everything was too late.

"So, this is my last ripple."

The final ripple pierced the vampire who was helping Dio. Jojo opened his arms and tightly clamped Dio's head.

"Qiao Qiao! You're crazy! Let me go and let me become one with you!"

Using his last bit of strength, he locked his wife in the explosion-proof coffin. The pipes destroyed by the ripples began to gradually explode. Leaning against the cabin wall, Qiao Qiao slowly lowered his head, speechless.

Dio was still screaming crazily. He was unwilling to die here. At this moment, he had already decided that as long as Qiao Qiao agreed, he would let Qiao Qiao gain eternal life and would not take away his body. He began to persuade her with kind words...

he died.

Suddenly, Dio's pupils dilated sharply as he realized an extremely terrifying fact.

Jojo is dead.

He had died long ago, but he had managed to hold on until this moment.

"jojo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"I told you so."

Looking at Qiao Qiao, who suddenly woke up from the grass, sweating all over, with a blank and confused look in her eyes, Zhou Li, who was hiding in the shade of the tree, spat out the grass roots in his mouth and said:

"If you die in the spirit world, you will die permanently."

Qiao Qiao gasped for breath and didn't answer Zhou Li's question. He felt as if he were in another world, as if he had experienced a complete life, as if it was meant to be his. He was a little dazed and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After dozens of minutes passed and the sun gradually set, Qiao Qiao finally came to his senses.

"I···"

He spoke, his voice hoarse, "Am I dead?"

"died."

Zhou Li nodded, and Pheromone knelt down beside him obediently. "You can't be deader. You didn't take my words to heart at all."

After a long while, Qiao Qiao closed his eyes, coughed lightly, and then said:

"I see."

"Yes, that's right."

Zhou Li stood up and walked over to Qiao Qiao, who was half-kneeling on the ground. He crossed his arms and said with emotion, "I didn't expect you to remember what I said to you. Even though you knew that the world might be fake, you still chose death."

"What if."

After a long pause, Qiao Qiao whispered, "If this world is real... Dio will bring disaster to the world, and I will have failed once again."

This time it was Zhou Li's turn to remain silent.

“You didn’t fail.”

He patted Qiao Qiao on the shoulder. After Qiao Qiao chose to detonate the cabin and did all this knowing that this world might be fake and his death would be permanent, he completely recognized this young man who had "lived two lives" and still maintained a golden spirit.

Qiao Qiao was stunned.

He turned around, and the beautiful soul made of translucent golden crystals with molten gold-like light flowing inside looked at him quietly. The face without any facial features, only a blue crack, was flowing with a golden halo.

Behind Him hovered three circular sun disks, rotating counterclockwise at varying speeds, their edges scattering prismatic light spots. His torso and limbs were covered in cracks resembling glass, within which flowed liquid, brilliant golden sound waves.

Warm, powerful, burning.

"Give your stand a name."

Zhou Li said to Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao stared blankly at the beautiful figure that looked like a small sun. After a long moment, he subconsciously muttered, "Solar Echoes."

"His name is Solar Echoes."

"Solar Echo."

Chapter 310 Old thing, ******

Just as Jojo was performing JOJO's bizarre adventure, some strange noises were heard in the town.

For example...bats.

Inside the room, a little girl lovingly served tea to everyone. This tea, from "Immortal Island," had always been a favorite among the SPW community, even boasting numerous specialty tea shops. Seeing the familiar tea, Bai Dongdong couldn't resist a sip of it, curiously, and then quietly swallowed it.

Sure enough, it still tastes hard.

Not as good as Coke.

"Ms. Bai, I'm actually a little curious."

After taking a sip of tea, Linde looked at Bai Dongdong and asked curiously, "A while ago, the School of Truth sent me a letter asking if I'd been following your movements. It was signed by you, your teacher. Have you not reported your itinerary to the School of Truth recently?"

The hand holding the teacup paused.

“This…”

Bai Dongdong's mouth twitched. She hadn't expected her teacher to take such good care of her. You know, Bai Dongdong had practically worked herself to death during her ten years at the School of Truth, just to graduate. Her experimental efficiency alone was seven times that of other students. After finally graduating, her teacher was still worried about her, requiring her to report monthly.

I'm already twenty years old, and almost forty in both lives combined. Do I still need to report?

Of course, Bai Dongdong still had to report to the teacher normally, after all, she didn't really mind the teacher's motherly approach. However, SPW was a sensitive place, and reporting to the teacher might cause a lot of trouble, so Bai Dongdong lost contact for a while.

I didn’t expect the teacher to directly predict my “escape route”.

"Don't meddle in other girls' affairs."

Mr. Beilin tapped Linde on the forehead, then gently said to Bai Dongdong, "It's okay, you don't have to pay attention to him. He just likes to pry into other people's privacy."

"Uncle, please be nice to me."

Lin De rubbed his forehead with a somewhat amusing look. He understood his uncle's "kindness" to Bai Dongdong. The fact that she saved her uncle and niece was enough.

What's more, Bai Dongdong is in a sense the "benefactor" of the major towns on the Aigi Peninsula. After all, without her disclaimer "If you accidentally increase the third power of an ordinary receiver, causing the power of the ultraviolet light release device to increase twenty times, we will not be responsible", Linde really has no way to purchase this level of ultraviolet light device from formal channels.

Although some special vampires are immune to ultraviolet devices and can sneak into the town, these vampires are generally not very strong. If it weren't for these devices that emit ultraviolet rays all the time, I'm afraid vampires would have already ravaged the town...

His eyes fell on the clock tower, and Lind's pupils suddenly contracted.

wrong!

With the sun burning in his eyes, Lind picked up the teacup beside him and swung his right hand. A flaming meteor shattered the glass and rushed straight towards the shadow on the clock tower.

"Ah."

A strange laugh echoed from the shadows. The next second, the shadows seemed to be "caught" and instantly transformed into a flat sheet of paper. With the sound of paper tearing, a beam of light appeared above the clock tower.

No, it's a person.

A man made of light.

When Lind saw the human body that seemed to be condensed by the flowing colors of the spectrum, a rumor suddenly emerged in his mind.

An ancient scholar who was unwilling to die transformed himself into a spectral structure and stole the formula of truth to become eternal life.

How could he possibly join forces with a creature like a vampire?

"Zhou Li..."

Spectrum stood atop the bell tower, listening to the crackle of the ultraviolet device beneath his feet, his glittering eyes filled with subtle emotion. The cloak behind him remained silent, looking at his "master" with a complicated expression.

This is not a spectrum.