JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 58 Look Behind You

"Where did you hide?"

Chen Miaowen slowly walked up the stairs, passing over one deck after another.

As they walked, they activated the epitaph, fearing that the other party might be hiding somewhere.

"Will the future of the epitaph still be real? Even if two Crimson Kings appear?"

He recalled the two blank experiences.

The first time he used an epitaph, a blank future appeared, and the specific reason for this remains unknown.

The second instance is in dreams, and it has some basis because dreams are not reality, and it is possible that we cannot see the future that appears in a false world.

"So, if I could also turn her future into a blank, I would have a chance to win... But the ideal is beautiful, who can actively control the malfunction of the epitaph? Maybe only that bastard Satan? But he's not here, and if he were, he would only deal with me first..."

Speaking of Satan, they disguised themselves on the plane by dyeing their blond hair black and even wearing colored contact lenses.

After some time, we arrived in Naples. As soon as we got off the plane, we landed at the port on the coast of Naples. And coincidentally, it was the same port where Chen Miaowen landed.

"Am I supposed to stay here indefinitely? But I have this uneasy feeling about this."

He said this to Satan, but how could Satan know?

"Then...where to go? Doesn't Master have a place he wants to go?"

Yedan is an evil spirit. Before Goodness died, he basically never showed his face in reality. Even in dreams, he never left Sicily. He also lost many memories. Asking him if he recognizes the roads he has traveled would be a difficult question.

"Anyway, I don't want to stay here. I always feel uncomfortable... Let's go to Egypt? I've heard the scenery there is beautiful..."

"Hey! Get out of my way!"

As soon as someone disembarked, he arrogantly came over here. Even though he was still about ten meters away from Satan, this thug-like person started pointing at Satan's nose and cursing.

"You little brat, you think you're rich just because you're wearing fancy clothes? In front of me, money is useless; ability is what truly matters!"

Nonsensical remarks suggest that the other person is drunk and trying to cause trouble.

"Let's go, Master, don't worry about him."

"Who are you talking to? And did I let you go?"

The thugs' harassment finally pushed Yedan to his breaking point. He had endured humiliation for so long, and his anger was about to boil over.

Now all he can think about is beating up this drunkard, and it seems like no one can stop him.

"Get out of my way!"

Then the person who had been blocking the way appeared. She was wearing light clothing and had naturally curly red hair, which reminded Yedan of someone.

King of Crimson?

"Oh, little girl, not only do you stand up for what's right, but you also have such a fiery temper. Want to talk to your brother...?"

Trish kicked the thug to the ground, effectively shutting up his foul mouth that couldn't utter a decent fart.

"Wow, that's amazing, Master! It's like there was a stand-in behind you performing that spectacular kick!"

Ignoring Satan's astonishment, Yedan stared intently at Trish's face with his blue eyes.

"Are you alright, little one?"

Even when they made eye contact, there was no unconscious pull into the dream; it was Satan in control. But in Yedan's mind, this was his belief:

The other person must be special, someone special to me! Otherwise, where would this strange feeling in my heart come from?

. . . . . .

"I'm going to die! I never imagined this injury would be this serious. The pain is almost affecting my concentration!"

Chen Miaowen did not find any enemy figures along the way. Even after stepping onto the top deck of the ship, he still did not see the enemy, or even a single person. It seemed that the passengers had been evacuated by someone and had disappeared to some unknown place.

"Your final battlefield with me? Come out here! You already possess the Crimson King!"

But no matter what, this damned thief still refused to show his face.

They might be plotting something, and even if Chen Miaowen knew, there was nothing he could do.

All it could do was make the grotesque little face on its forehead glare and spin around.

"Even after five seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds, there was still no movement."

He spat out a little more blood, held it in his palm, and then, like everyone else facing themselves, began to count the rate at which the blood dripped.

"She's lurking in the shadows; this is the only way to predict her actions."

Although there was a possibility that his chest would be pierced when the blood started dripping out faster, he remained highly focused. As soon as such a situation occurred, he would immediately activate his ability, and then he would have a chance to grab her from behind.

"Phew... It's very risky, but worth a try. If we can seize the opportunity, it's a victory. Let's see when she can't sit still anymore."

This can be considered a battle of endurance.

Tick-tock...

"King Crimson!"

The blood droplets began to accelerate, indicating that the other party had actually jumped for a period of time. Chen Miaowen then immediately activated his ability to search for the girl's location.

There was nothing behind me, it seemed like there was nothing anywhere.

"After deleting the time... she should exist in reality for at least three or four seconds, but why can't I find her?"

In just a few seconds, Chen Miaowen could search from one end to the other, finding the luxurious cabins filled with countless guests, but he still couldn't find even the slightest trace of the girl.

"Then what's the point of her using her ability? Is she trying to escape?"

But in fact, he didn't notice the activation of Time Deletion while he was going up the stairs, which proves that the other party activated the ability for the first time after leaving his sight. It certainly wouldn't be useless, nor would he use Time Deletion to escape.

Where are you?

"Look behind you?"

The restriction of a dozen seconds ended, and Chen Miaowen had just appeared when he suddenly heard the other party's voice behind him, which was playful yet somewhat sinister.

When Chen Miaowen heard this, his heart sank. He knew that he would have to wait another two seconds before he could use his ability again, which meant that the girl had arrived behind him in 1.3 seconds.

It was too late; he was attacked as a matter of course.

However, his reflexes had been enhanced in previous battles, and like his vision, he shifted his body slightly.

But the punch still pierced his chest, and like a melancholy blues, he fell hard to the ground.

It didn't pierce the heart, but it was deadly enough.

His pupils began to dilate, and before losing consciousness, he glanced one last time at the bloodied Red King, finally realizing that his life was truly about to end here.

"Hmph, even with the Crimson King, you're still such a waste..."

After delivering her first blow, the girl realized that Chen Miaowen had no chance of survival, so she turned to leave without finishing him off.