Fighting you is like being in jail.

However, Homura Akemi's current situation was truly overwhelming for Prosciutto, who gritted his teeth and glared with resentment.

With just one appearance, Meloni and Gacho had already completely lost their ability to fight, leaving only himself and Bessie.

correct!

Where's Bessie?

Prosciutto's pupils contracted, and he quickly looked around, his eyes darting around rapidly. He then discovered that Bessie was silently fleeing the battlefield.

Bessie! Are you running away?!

Or... are you going to hide?

Bessie's escape startled him. He wasn't sure what Bessie was thinking, but he had a feeling that Bessie wasn't running away but seeking an opportunity!

Bessie, don't let me down!

Let me create an opportunity for you!

Prosciutto's eyes narrowed, and his aura exploded at that moment.

"The Grateful Dead!"

In an instant, his Stand sacrificed itself and rushed towards Homura Akemi, its arms as thick as thighs launching an attack.

He punched Homura Akemi in the face!

Just as the fist was about to strike, Homura Akemi, expressionless, vanished instantly.

"What?! It's gone!"

Prosciutto's pupils contracted, feeling utterly incredulous. He hadn't missed a single detail; he was certain that Homura Akemi had vanished so suddenly!

puff!puff!puff!

At the same time, Prosciutto was pierced through the neck and all four limbs by bullets!

Fresh blood gushed from the single wound, the amount of bleeding was enormous, and it instantly stained the ground red.

"Nani——!"

Even with his neck broken, Prosciutto was so shocked by the situation that he gasped in surprise.

As he fell, he turned his gaze and saw Homura Akemi standing behind him, holding a pistol. She was still as merciless as ever, as if the battle had no effect on her whatsoever.

How did I get injured?

She only disappeared for a moment... Wait! Disappeared!

In an instant, along with my injuries… at the same time!!

I understand!

This guy's ability is—time!

She stopped time!

Prosciutto's pupils contracted, shocked by his own guess. But what good was knowing the answer now? There was no chance of victory.

No, I can't fall here.

We must tell those who are still alive that this is not a group we can defeat!

Suddenly, Prosciutto's pupils narrowed, and he gritted his teeth, enduring the pain in his body, as he summoned his Stand towards the container in front of him.

That's right! This is the spot!

I remember the goods inside were—!

"The Grateful Dead!!"

Even with his vocal cords ruptured, he still managed to call out the name in a muffled voice.

boom--!

He died a heroic death, smashing the red container with a single punch. All the goods inside flew out, and the broken clock flew through the air at that moment, falling towards the location of Behemoth.

Poof!

The shattered clock slammed onto the ground, landing right in front of Bessie, who was hiding behind the container.

"This is!? Big Brother!!"

Bessie's pupils contracted, and she felt a chill run down her spine. She pressed herself against the container in terror.

"Isn't this revealing my location? Bro, why are you doing this?!"

He was terrified, barely daring to breathe, staring at the broken clock on the ground. Cold sweat streamed down his face, and his heart pounded as if it were about to burst into his throat.

Tears of fear welled up in his eyes; he couldn't believe that his older brother, who had taken such good care of him, had exposed him at this crucial moment.

No, no, my brother is definitely not that kind of person...

What is my older brother trying to tell me?! He must be trying to tell me something to do this!

What is it?!

What could it be?!

A broken clock... This is definitely not an attempt to expose me, otherwise I wouldn't have deliberately smashed the container.

My eldest brother is the kind of person who will never give up, even in death. His final blow will never be from anyone else but his enemy.

Now, the eldest brother used his last bit of strength to smash the container...

The woman suddenly disappeared and then reappeared, and Jiaqiu was also injured.

A broken clock... a clock, time! It's broken...

Masaka! !!

Bessie gasped, feeling a breath pressing against her neck.

Time has stopped!

This explains everything.

Having witnessed the truth, Bessie burst into tears, standing there trembling. He understood everything and comprehended Prosciutto's meaning.

This is someone I can't defeat; I must escape!

But where could he escape to...? There was still a day before the ship arrived, how could he possibly escape from a woman whose time had stopped!

"No, it's no use. There's no hope at all... Brother..."

Bessie clenched her teeth and trembled, tears streaming down her face from fear, her body shaking uncontrollably.

At this moment, Homura Akemi looked mercilessly at Prosciutto lying in front of her, and slowly raised her head to look at the area behind the container in front of her.

Is there one more?

She said something casually and took a step forward. Her high heels clicked on the concrete, and her long, slender legs moved with her, the black stockings outlining a beautiful curve.

Tread...  

Footsteps echoed through the container ships at the dock, like a death knell.

"Alas--!"

The crisp sound of footsteps made Bessie's heart tighten, and she stood stiffly behind the container, afraid to move.

Oh no! They've found me!

What should I do... I can't escape!

Then there is only one answer!

"Beach boy!"

Bessie's eyes narrowed, and he swung his fishing hook, digging it into the concrete. He was going to ambush Homura Akemi from behind!

So what if time stops! As long as no one discovers it, we can still succeed!

This is my last chance!

But just as Bessie sensed the location of the heartbeat through his stand-in, his face paled in shock, and an unprecedented fear rose from his tailbone and rushed straight to his head.

He noticed Homura Akemi's heartbeat was already behind him.

"Wh-when..." He stared wide-eyed, turning around in utter terror, his eyes gleaming with fear.

Homura Akemi, who had just been around the corner, was now standing behind him, expressionless and looking at him mercilessly.

Do you think I'd be stupid enough to do nothing when I pass through a blind spot?

Homura Akemi glanced coldly at Bessie, looking at her with the same disdain she would give a dead dog on the roadside.

Am I...am I going to die?

"Yes."

The only response to Bessie's terror was Homura Akemi's black pistol, the muzzle pointing at Bessie in an instant.

"No, no! I want to die!"

Bessie was so scared that she stumbled and fell to the ground, sitting there and backing away with a look of fear on her face.

next second!

Homura Akemi mercilessly pulled the trigger.

Pfft—!

Suddenly, Homura Akemi spat out a mouthful of blood, and not only that, there were countless razor blades in the blood!

She stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her pupils contracting as she watched the razor blade she spat out of her mouth.

"This is!! A metal product!!"

It's Risotto's stand-in!

The sudden situation interrupted her plan to kill Bessie. Her body trembled unsteadily, and she raised her hand to press it against the metal sheet of the red container.

Upon seeing this, Bessie's pupils immediately contracted, and she quickly shouted loudly.

"Her ability is to stop time! Boss, you absolutely mustn't reveal your location!!"

Risotto, who was lurking in the shadows, suddenly stopped approaching. A flash of astonishment crossed his blood-red eyes, and he slowly retreated back into the darkness.

His gaze toward Bessie was filled with relief.

Well done, Bessie!

If you hadn't revealed her abilities so quickly, I would have been killed right there.

That was close; I was just a hair's breadth away from dying.

Bessie, you've really grown! You truly are an indispensable member of our group!

Then leave the rest to me!

Metallica—! Kill her!

His killing intent surged, and he unleashed his full power. Now that he had the intelligence, the next step was a battle of skills!

"Puhaaaaaah—!"

Homura Akemi coughed up blood again, and there were even more blades in the blood.

A stinging and cold sensation kept appearing in her mouth, and the taste of rust filled her oral cavity. Homura Akemi sensed that something was wrong with this situation.

Buzz—!

Time seemed to stand still; she had to find Risotto's location, or she would surely lose this battle.

During that gray time, Homura Akemi endured the pain and narrowed her eyes as she looked around, but she did not find Risotto.

She leaped up and landed on the container, searching step by step for Risotto's figure.

She searched the whole place but couldn't find any trace of Risotto.

"Not here!? No! It's a Stand ability! I remember... this guy's ability is to control iron, and he can also use magnetism to cover his body with fine iron powder, and then draw the scenery around his body, just like camouflage, blending into the surrounding scenery to achieve the effect of invisibility."

"Even if I stood right in front of him during this frozen time, I wouldn't be able to see him!"

"This is difficult!"

"Should I cheat? I'm not willing to accept this! Have I lost in a battle of combat skills?"