Once, Misda only has one chance to attack.

For this hard-won opportunity, he chose to maximize it:

Since you can't kill anyone, you'll destroy the arrow.

This successfully grasped the main contradiction.

After all, Diapolo's final hope for a comeback now is on the arrow.

As long as the insect arrow is destroyed, he will never have the chance to become stronger and will not be able to resist the righteous force that has become a crushing force.

The Konojo Jotaro, who made him a headache, would become the hurdle that he would never be able to overcome and an eternal nightmare that he would never be able to get rid of.

Diapolo himself obviously realized this:

"The arrows are gone."

"If there is no such power, I"

Needless to say, you can know the consequences by thinking about the enemy lineup he is facing at this time:

Li Qing's team, the organization that has changed hands, Kojo Jotaro, the spw consortium, and even the biggest gangster on Earth who even dares to kill even the generals of other countries.

Without enough strength, he would probably be very reluctant to even protect himself.

"A damn it!"

Diapolo's eyes were already red.

"It's all you, you two little devils, ruined everything about me!"

Giorno and Misda, these two fledgling teenagers, became the two most wanted targets in Diapolo's eyes.

Even Li Qing, who has been regarded as the enemy of fate since yesterday, has the degree of hatred in his mind at this moment as good as Giorno and Misda.

One of these two little ghosts destroyed his self-esteem and the other destroyed his hope.

"It's time to kill!!"

Diapolo yelled in anger.

He was like a mad dog who was forced into a dead end, jumping over the wall of rationality in his mind:

"King of Crimson!"

This humanoid substitute with a ferocious appearance then took action.

The "cooling time" of time-cutting has not completely ended, but this is no longer important.

In order to ensure that the last bullet could destroy the target, Misda had completely exposed his weaknesses:

It was those three villains, no.1, no.2, no.3.

They had just rode the bullet all the way here, and while successfully controlling the bullet's changing tracks on the spot, they were forced to send themselves to the tiger's mouth.

This is a situation that cannot be avoided, or rather, it is a difficult choice made by Mista.

He knew what he would face.

Now, all three villains are floating in the air not far from Diapolo.

They turned around and tried their best to fly back to their master.

But the Scarlet King is much faster.

The hideous and evil substitute suddenly slashed out a hand knife, sweeping out a fierce and terrifying high-pressure storm.

The three villains were like small boats rising and falling in the storm, unable to resist the huge waves rolled up by the tsunami.

Just one blow, they were all shattered.

These villains condensed from spiritual energy were crushed into pieces of nothingness under the vast power.

"ah!"

Misda, who was standing downstairs, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although the destroyed little guys will slowly regenerate, the huge damage they restore to their original body when they are destroyed cannot be ignored.

That moment just now was almost fatal to Misda.

Even though he is so strong and powerful, he cannot withstand the three major damage that is restored to his entire body like this.

His musculoskeletons were torn and trembled violently during this serious injury, and fatal cracks appeared in all his internal organs.

Mista instantly lost his combat power.

thump

The revolver without bullets fell to the ground weakly.

Misda fell into his pool of blood.

He is still alive, still has consciousness, and the strength to speak, but he no longer has the strength to fight again.

“Not enough!”

Diapolo was obviously not satisfied with seeing such a tragic image.

He has always liked to use the most cruel means to retaliate against his enemies, such as the human body slice that was once widely circulated in the Passion organization as a publicity material for the Love Group.

And now, Mista is not only an enemy, but also an enemy.

"Go to die!"

Diapolo roared and climbed up the rock guardrail on the second floor, then jumped down.

He landed steadily with the approach of the Scarlet King, about ten meters ahead of Mista and Gioruno.

Then, Diapolo straightened his body and took steps, approaching his goal step by step.

At every step, people can hear that shocking power.

“Golden experience!”

At this critical moment, Giorno took action:

"Big wood, big wood, big wood, big wood!"

"Big wood, big wood, big wood, big wood!"

The golden experience hit the ground quickly, and the fists were like wind and waves.

Taking advantage of the "cooldown time" that was cut by the enemy has not yet ended, it used its greatest strength and fastest speed to build a series of defense lines for its master.

First, there are a wave of vines growing backwards.

These vines immediately dragged Misda's seriously injured body and transported him to a farther and safer rear.

Then, there are weeds that grow on the ground.

These weeds grow wildly together, and they continue to die and fall as they grow, stacking upwards layer by layer.

But for a moment, they finally laid a grass carpet that was more than ten centimeters thick on the earth.

Finally, there are clusters of shrubs rising from the ground.

These shrubs formed a wide line of defense around Gioruno.

Green branches and leaves are stacked, and the branches are covered with beautiful white and yellow flowers.

There seem to be many other types of plants mixed in the shrubs, but the environment is dimly lit and the plants themselves are covered by the prosperous shrubs, so it is difficult to be noticed.

Gioruno built layers of plant fortresses beside him.

Then, he guarded the plant fortress and protected Misda tightly behind him.

"this"

Mysda saw Gioruno's approach:

"Those plants are difficult, are they rock roses?"

He stared at his eyes wide, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry."

Giorno turned around and said word by word:

"I will protect you, like Rock Rose."

About half an hour ago.

The helicopter crashed and everyone parachuted to escape.

Giorno and Misda successfully met on the streets of Rome and successfully borrowed a car from passers-by.

“What a lucky one!”

"I originally thought I would be ambushed by the enemy after landing, but I didn't expect that I would be safe all the way."

While driving, Misda was chanting to herself with gratitude.

"No, this is not necessarily lucky"
To be continued...