We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

Having said that, the way the Golden Spirit is transmitted is also very strange. Joetsumi is a true gentleman who fights the vampire DIO desperately. Joseph, the second Joetsumi, peeks at his mother taking a bath. Jotaro, the third Joetsumi, is a bad boy. Josuke, the fourth Joetsumi, steals his father's wallet. Giorno, the fifth Joetsumi, helps his boss get eternal life!

Krieg shook his head, letting the excitement fade from his veins. He was going to find Polnareff to get the insect arrow. That thing represented uncertain possibilities. Now the boss was so weak that he could be killed without the appearance of Requiem. There was no need to keep such a bomb around.

A whole day had passed since they parted ways with Bucciarati and the others. Under Krieg's guidance, Abbazia had not thought of using "Melancholic Blues" to replay the boss's fingerprints. After all, at that time, as long as the boss was found, he could replace him. As for the boss's identity, it was just an irrelevant issue. But if Bucciarati and the others could not find Diablo for a long time, if they came up with this method, Diablo would definitely find this place in Italy, where there were gangsters' spies everywhere.

Polnareff was in the Colosseum, Krieg was certain. In the original story, the disabled Popo couldn't have moved to the Colosseum after Bucciarati searched for fingerprints online. Isolated and helpless, he only had the insect arrows on him, so he wouldn't and couldn't move around, especially towards such a conspicuous building.

Krieg didn't want Polnareff drawn into the fight between him and his boss. Partly because the mission demanded a one-on-one, and partly because he felt sorry for the man who had to use a blank Stand to take on two Time Stands. So, he let him rest. With the boss dead, the news blockade against the gang would be lifted, and Polnareff wouldn't have to rely on 45 days of memories to sustain him for the rest of his life, ending up in the graveyard of the Old World.

But how can I get in without arousing his suspicion?

I thought about it over and over but couldn't find a suitable solution. After going through so much, it didn't matter what Bessie's character became, but the fact that she could predict the future was the only thing that I couldn't explain.

After much thought, Krieg couldn't find a good solution. He simply called Bucciarati to exchange the information he had extracted from William, so as to prevent the protagonists from encountering any more misfortunes. "Hello, is this Bucciarati?"

A noisy voice came from the other end of the line. "Be... Krieg? I was looking for you. Now leave for the Colosseum immediately. There's a mysterious man waiting for you there."

? ? ? ? ? ?

What the hell?

Fortunately, Bucciarati quickly explained what happened. It turned out that one of Cioccolato and Psycho, who could be sources of intelligence, was killed on the spot, and the other ran away. Giorno, who had no idea, suggested returning to the church and copying the boss's fingerprints and photos through Abbazia's [Melancholic Blues]. After searching on the Internet, someone detected their location and not only told them the boss's abilities and name, but also asked them to go to the Colosseum to get the key to defeating the boss. Although Bucciarati had explained the boss's situation, the mysterious man insisted that they keep the thing to defeat the boss. He said that he could no longer protect this thing.

But by this time Narancia had already died at the hands of Cioccarate, and the others didn't notice that Psycho was hiding underground and eavesdropping on their conversation. Fortunately, Psycho was a lunatic, and the noise he made alarmed everyone. Giorno created a large number of tree roots to trap Psycho. Afraid that destroying the tree roots would discover his movements, Psycho kept moving underground, preventing Bucciarati and the others from determining their specific location. The noise was the sound of them looking for Psycho.

"Go find the mysterious man first. Although we don't need the boss's secret weapon to defeat him, whatever it is, it must not fall on his head! Once we've dealt with this enemy, we'll find you there immediately!"

"Okay." Until he hung up the phone, Krieg couldn't believe his luck. But when he thought about it carefully, even if Chocolati and Psycho didn't meet Bucciarati and the others, Abbacchio would come up with this method sooner or later. It was just a matter of time.

In the end, they all gathered at the Colosseum, and the plot inertia could not be ignored, but no matter what, Silver Chariot Requiem was not allowed to appear.

What's the matter with the ex machina? The real battle is to accumulate trump cards and then use 17 cards to win in seconds. Krieg already has a premonition that this kind of mission will not happen only once. If he always hopes for a breakthrough or a sudden accident, he will lose his life sooner or later. He disdains this method of gambling with his life. It is better to hold his life in his own hands.

Beside the pillar of the Colosseum, the reflection of a telescope flashed a few times. Krieg knew that Polnareff had been looking here. Maybe he had been observing him since William appeared. He was also very calm. He raised the mobile phone in his hand and waved it, then walked straight towards the Colosseum.

The stone steps were very old, and Krieg walked very slowly. Since the police had not shown up for such a long time since he and William ended their fight, Krieg already knew how rotten the order here was. In order to reassure Polnareff, Krieg spread his hands and tried to make his footsteps louder.

"Stand still!" a voice came from the stairs. Polnareff was completely hidden in the darkness. "You are Bessie from the Passion Organization. You have betrayed Diablo, right?"

"Yes, Bucciarati asked me to come here."

"Very good," Polnareff pushed the wheelchair with his left hand until he was within Krieg's sight. "Come up, I have something for you."

Krieg nodded and walked over. Only when he got closer did he truly understand how badly Polnareff had been injured. He had lost his right eye, right hand, and both legs, and his mental strength was damaged. Apart from his silver chariot, which was no longer as controllable as before, this man had truly lost everything.

"This is the key to defeating the boss," Polnareff raised the object in his hand, the golden arrow being tightly grasped. "I need you to take it away."

"Of course," Krieg repeated to the lone guardian, "Of course."

Because I'm here.

ps: After looking at the data in the background, dear readers, please go to bed early. If you can’t even sleep well yourself, how can you help others sleep as much as they want?

I stay up late because we usually have dinner together on Fridays, and my clumsy hands force me to stay up late. I still have six chapters to go, so I'm asking for votes. I want to try out the awesomeness of Metalwork.

Chapter 57 The Origin of Stand Ability

Because I'm here.

All stories today should change for me, and history will run according to my will.

Jean Pierre Polnareff travels around in search of the murderer who killed his sister. After being controlled by DIO with flesh buds, he goes to assassinate Jotaro and his crew. After being defeated in a duel with Abdul's Stand, Joseph removes the flesh buds and he joins the Star Crusaders. After Jotaro defeats DIO, he bids farewell to him and begins investigating bows and arrows.

The Stand is called Silver Chariot, and possesses exceptional speed and accuracy, even surpassing Star Platinum's speed without armor. After diligently training with Polnareff, Silver Chariot's swordsmanship has become so advanced that he can even slash through space. In the battle with Diablo, Polnareff lost both legs and one hand, leaving Silver Chariot's legs and hands in a state of mutilation.

"I finally meet you. I have been wondering when someone will defeat Diablo, so I have been monitoring Diablo's phone line. I have been waiting for many years." Polnareff put down his laptop and raised the [Arrow] higher.

"Thank you for your hard work," Krieg responded to him sincerely. Polnareff did not understand Krieg's implied meaning, but he heard Krieg's respect for him, and directly put the [arrow] in Krieg's hand.

This is given to me?

Krieg took the arrow with his left hand, but Bobo's hand did not retract. Krieg, who reacted, held Polnareff's hand and shook it.

"I'm sorry, I only have one left hand. I can't shake hands and pick up things at the same time," Polnareff finally relaxed, shaking his palm and motioning for Krieg to follow him. "Because I'm already a useless person who can't fight. The key is whether you can defeat Diablo."

“Well, actually we…”

"I know that you severely injured Diablo, but his ability to eliminate time has no weaknesses. I think you must be planning to assassinate him next. This method will definitely fail. Since he has suffered a loss once, Diablo will not give you such an opportunity again." The [Silver Chariot] appeared behind Polnareff, pushing the wheelchair forward with some difficulty. Krieg consciously stepped forward to hold the wheelchair and pushed Polnareff to move.

Polnareff was silent for a moment, his mind wandering. "Thank you. Could you please tell me how you dealt a heavy blow to the boss? I'd love to know that."

So Krieg described the battle in the church in detail, only saying that the Ice Wall was a sacred object obtained by a certain tribe. He was very good at telling stories, and Polnareff nodded repeatedly as he listened.

"Turn left and go all the way to the end. Your magical item, the Ice Wall, is gone now, right?"

"Yes, if there was another one, the boss would have died on the spot." Krieg's tone was gentle. He realized that Polnareff was already very weak.

"It's great. When my body was still normal, there was a magical consortium that always found strange things, such as masks that could turn people into vampires, fierce puppies, and Mr. Joseph once mentioned people living in stones. Thinking about that time now, it was the happiest time of my life." Polnareff couldn't help but smile.

Polnareff's unintentional sigh gave Krieg a sudden realization. He had been agonizing over whether something like the Ice Wall would offend his character, but what kind of world is Jojo? A world where saintly remains and alien viruses exist! Who cares what magical things Krieg has? Even the most magical things can be as magical as Kaz. Krieg doesn't have to worry about being exposed.

How foolish! Krieg laughed along with Bobo. He was practically battling wits with the air. Whoever had issued the mission was simply reminding him not to arouse the world's will. The President's D4C had already proven that this world existed innumerable parallel universes. Who would care about a mere Krieg?

Polnareff was infected by Krieg's laughter, so he leaned back in his wheelchair and told Krieg about his life story. Krieg tacitly did not interrupt him, and occasionally agreed with Polnareff's story. Occasionally, when he heard something interesting, he would curiously ask for details.

How long did Polnareff spend alone? Ten years? Did he not even have anyone to talk to during these difficult times, and could only silently recall the 45-day journey in his mind?

Time has left its traces on every corner of the Colosseum. After its successful construction, Emperor Vespasian ordered the Romans to hold a 100-day celebration, slaughtering 9000 livestock. He also organized 5000 wild beasts and 3000 slaves, prisoners of war, and criminals to perform on stage. This bloody fight lasted for 100 days until the 5000 wild beasts and 3000 human lives died in the infighting.

Every stone here is soaked in blood, making it a perfect place for a decisive battle.

"We're here," Polnareff signaled Krieg to stop moving. He wanted to stand up, but Krieg took the key from his hand and helped him open the lock.

"Hey, I'm not so weak that I need your help opening the door." Polnareff and Krieg had become quite close during their conversation. Krieg simply smiled and said, "I've walked a few hundred meters, and all I've heard is your boasting. Why don't you tell me the story of this arrow?"

"Those are my real experiences. Of course you, a kid who has been hiding in Italy, haven't heard of them." Polnareff became much more cheerful and actually understood the joke.

What kind of experience would turn a funny guy into a mature and gloomy warrior? Krieg patted his shoulder with heartache, indicating that he was ready.

"The boss has a lot of arrows in his hands, and he uses them to create Stand users, but he doesn't know the real use of this arrow. This arrow does not simply awaken people's Stand abilities. Here I will first tell you the origin of the Stand ability." Polnareff started by talking about an ancient history.

"There's a place called Cape York in Greenland, inhabited only by Eskimos, and there's a famous crater there, caused by a meteorite that fell tens of thousands of years ago.

In 1978, two workers who went to the bottom of the crater to investigate resources contracted an unexplained disease. It is said that both of them were covered with blisters-like sores all over their bodies, and their bodies turned into tomato sauce and died. Before one of the workers died, sparks like an electric shock gun suddenly came out from his fingertips and burned the attending doctor's fingers.

According to subsequent investigations, these meteorites contain viruses that are tens of thousands of years old and have remained dormant. These viruses may have flown to Earth from outer space by attaching themselves to meteorites.

ps: I didn’t expect it to be updated so early!

Chapter 58: Problems Brought About by the Origin of the Stand

"This [arrow] is made of the same material as the Cape York meteorite. Hundreds of years ago, in pursuit of godlike, perfect power, humans, upon learning of the existence of this meteorite, used it to craft the [arrow] you see. The killer virus eliminates life, but there's a theory called viral evolution. While most people infected with this virus die, a few survive. It's as if the virus rewards those who survive, granting them new life abilities. I believe you've proven this with your own body."

This is the Stand, this is where this [arrow] comes from and how it works."

Polnareff finished speaking in one breath, but he did not receive the exclamation he had imagined. Instead, Krieg's expression became increasingly strange.

"What's wrong? Is there something unclear in what I said?"

"Polnareff," Krieg's voice was a little different from before. "You said this [Arrow] infects humans with a virus to trigger a Stand, right?"

"Yes, what happened to you? Are you okay?"

"No, no, no, I'm fine." Krieg stared at the [Arrow] in his hand. He had originally wanted to give the [Arrow] to Jotaro Kujo after this was over, but now he had a new idea. "Since viral infection requires contact with the [Arrow], it means that this virus is not able to spread through the air. But often, all members of a family awaken because of the awakening of one person's Stand. Why is that?"

"I don't know," Bobo shook his head. The appearance of the stand itself raised many doubts. Even the spw consortium that specialized in studying these issues was exploring these issues, so he had no idea at all.

Krieg rubbed his index finger until it turned white. "But there are still many Stand Users in the world who are born with Awakening, right? If the virus isn't airborne, then how could someone with no blood relationship and no contact with the Arrow awaken? Even if they are related by blood, why would the whole family get Stands if one person awakens?"

"Well, maybe it's a mental connection? After all, the Stand is mental energy," Polnareff made a guess.

No, that's not the case.

Compared to Polnareff, Krieg knows more. DIO only took over Joetaro's body. If it was a spiritual connection, why did Joseph, Jotaro and Jotaro's mother all awaken their stands? The only possibility is blood awakening.

However, Jolyne Kujo needs the fragments of the [Arrow] to have the [Freedom of Stone]. She does have the potential to be a Stand user, but she was not born with a Stand, which is also a common situation for Stand users.

If what Bobo said is correct, then this world has had Stand users hundreds of years ago, and a good Stand can help the original body easily gain wealth and social status. If one of the parents is a Stand user, the next generation must be a Stand user. At the same time, all the families in a family will have Stands, then all the big families in the world will become Stand users as they develop. The overall global birth rate has been rising, and there will be at least millions of Stand users in this world. It is impossible for the world to develop like this.

There's a problem here. Giorno is Dio's son, and he has the potential to be a Stand user. However, Giorno only gained the ability of Golden Experience long after his father was beaten to dust by Star Platinum. Krieg remembered clearly that Giorno's hair changed from black to blonde, and the timing was definitely not wrong.

There's something wrong with this virus, a huge problem! Even if the virus combines with DNA in the human body and becomes airborne, this can only explain Giorno's problem, but it doesn't explain why DIO in Egypt, Joseph in the United States, and Jotaro in Japan all created Stands at the same time. Doesn't airborne transmission take time?

"Don't dwell on it. Just understand that this is our own ability," Polnareff advised, perhaps noticing Krieg's uneasy expression. "By the way, this arrow, once you know how to use it, can elevate this person's Stand to a whole new level. It's the only way to defeat the Crimson King."

"Bessie, Bessie, are you listening?"

"I am listening."

Polnareff didn't suspect anything and continued to speak. "Two years ago, a very accidental incident occurred. I had been severely injured by Diablo and could not recover. I barely managed to survive and hid myself in a small village. The arrow I found in Egypt accidentally fell into the gap between the furniture and the wall. It was really an extremely boring thing. For an ordinary person, it should be very easy to reach into the gap and remove the arrow, but for my body, it was extremely difficult. I wanted to just leave it alone, but then I thought I should be able to pick it up with Chariot. At that time, Chariot's finger was cut by the arrow."

As Polnareff spoke, Krieg's eyes flickered faster and faster. If Jojo were just an anime world, the Requiem system was a temporary fix because Araki designed Diablo to be too invincible, which led to the endless controversy surrounding the battle at the Colosseum. But this was a real world, and that wasn't the right way to think about things. If the Stand was one's own power, then what was the point of having a Stand that could communicate with the original? Was it split personality?

Requiem, whether it is Silver Chariot Requiem or Gold Experience Requiem, they are all substitutes that are not controlled by the main body. In fact, they can be regarded as an independent life, but they need [Arrows] to maintain.

Just like Requiem is the light bulb and [Arrow] is the battery.

Is a Stand with a complete personality and the ability to act independently truly a Stand? If Bobo hadn't been injured and his mental strength hadn't been severely damaged, would his Silver Chariot Requiem also have a thinking, independent personality?

This is simply this. Krieg took a deep breath. This is simply for the birth of a life like Requiem. Just like the Matrix in The Matrix, humans are just batteries, and their purpose is to generate electricity. The existence of [Arrow] turns the Stand User into a breeder. Why can't we say that the born Requiem is an independent race?

This is such a coincidence that the meteorite that fell from the sky just happened to have the ability to activate a stand.

What really made Krieg suspicious was the design of the Stands. They were all manifestations of mental power. Why was it that when a remotely controlled Stand was attacked, the original body was unharmed, while other Stands were injured? Was it because the remotely controlled Stands were a precursor to a new life, the original body had already given birth to the Stand, so they were safe? But the other Stands hadn't yet been born, so they shared the damage with the original body?

Are viruses distorting the human spirit and creating new life?

ps: I can’t introduce this chapter without writing the lines from the original work. I’m so desperate.

Chapter 59 Gathering, Target: Colosseum

"Chocolat, ah, where are you?" Sai Ke hid in the ground and dialed his cell phone in vain, but no matter how he dialed, only voice messages came out. The roots of the plants kept expanding, squeezing his space, and Sai Ke had to shrink his body.

Bucciarati and his crew and Psycho were in a stalemate here. Without the long-range detection of the small aircraft, Bucciarati and his crew could not find Psycho's specific location underground, and Psycho was not very effective when hit by bullets. At the same time, Psycho could not leave the underground. If he stood on the ground, he would be beaten by a group. Even if his [Oasis] was not inferior to anyone guarding above in hand-to-hand combat, he could not withstand the multiple enemies.

"Aaaaaaaah, humph, Chocolat, you scumbag! Do you think I'll be sad for you?!" Saiko swung his fist in a distorted manner in the cave he dug underground, sending dirt flying. The approach of the plant roots made him even more furious. "Damn it! You've lost to others. You're very smart, and you even play the sugar cube tossing game with me. You have a large bank account and are very powerful, so I felt at ease just doing what you said. But in reality, you're just a weakling. I don't like you, a scumbag, at all!"

Psycho's expression became increasingly distorted, and his limbs began to thrash about. "My Oasis is invincible. As soon as I get out, I'm not only going to kill Bucciarati, but also the boss, and take back Passion!"

"drop"

Just when Sai Ke was about to fight to the death, his cell phone, which he thought wouldn't ring, suddenly rang.

Is it Chocolata? Is Chocolata still alive?

"Hey, Chocolatier, you're here."

"Sek, it's me."

"Boss!" Sai Ke was shocked, and he immediately raised the phone to his ear to the maximum arm's length. Why the boss? Did he read my mind?! He knew I was going to betray him!

"No, no, boss, I don't want to betray you!" The ambition to take away the organization immediately disappeared from Sai Ke's mind. Although he was a pervert, he was not a fool. The boss called, what should I do? No matter what, I have to survive from the boss even if I have to beg for mercy!

"Hmm? Psycho."

Ahhhhh, what should I do? The boss must know. I'll be chopped into pieces by the boss. What should I do? Damn Chocolati, how dare you die in front of me, you piece of trash! Oh, right, information. The boss must need intel on Bucciarati. I can still survive. Thinking of this, Serco hurriedly told everything into the phone, "Boss, I didn't betray you. I... I heard it. Bucciarati and the others are going to the Colosseum to look for someone. Boss, go there quickly. I'll help you. I'll redeem myself for my crime!"

"This is a moron, Diablo on the other end of the phone doubted his own judgment for the first time. I thought he and Chocolat were just perverts, could it be that they are also mentally retarded?

"Ahhhhhh, boss, say something! Boss, are you still there? Boss, don't kill me!" Sai Ke begged for mercy hurriedly. He had no doubt that the boss would execute him in the most cruel way.

"The Colosseum, huh? I see. Go to the Colosseum first and kill all the living creatures inside."

"Okay boss, I know, I know!" Psycho wanted to say something else, but Diablo had already hung up the phone.

What should I do? I can't escape. I don't want to die. I have to go to the Colosseum. Psycho held his head and rubbed it vigorously. "Cioccolat, Bucciarati, you're the ones who killed me. I'm going to find the boss and have him kill you! Chocolat, I'm going to kill you twice!"

I'm going to the Colosseum, and I have to get there before the boss!

"Bucciarati, Mista," Giorno sensed movement underground. "The Stand user is coming up, to your right. Come on!"

"【Steel Chain Fingers】!" "Okay, 【Sexy Pistol】!"

Saiko, who emerged from underground, was hit by fists and bullets. He didn't even utter a groan of pain, but used the momentum to pass through the wall, broke several bones, and escaped.

Bucciarati and his companions looked at each other, wondering why Carlo, who had been fighting desperately, suddenly ran away. How could a man who would curse when hit run away at the cost of broken bones?

"It's underground, Abbazi," Giorno was the first to react, "Use your [Melancholy Blues] to see what's going on here."

"Don't think that just because I let you see my stand-in, you can give me orders!" Apaki retorted verbally, but his body was very honest. [Melancholic Blues] stood directly beside him. Bucciarati opened the basement with a zipper, and the recorder began to recreate the scene just now.

Because it just happened, [Melancholic Blues] quickly reconstructed what happened.

"It's the boss! The boss Diavolo that the mysterious man mentioned is rushing to the Colosseum!" Bucciarati and Giorno looked at each other, and everyone had a shocked expression on their faces. Psycho actually passed the information on!

Bucciarati wanted to call Krieg, but Krieg crushed the phone before entering the Colosseum. His mission did not allow anyone to interfere.