Just today, March 26.

It was just this afternoon, at 15:11.

Naples, in a dim alley.

Diapolo had just encountered an unexpected attack, and it was a round stone that attacked him.

The owner of the stone told him that the name of the stone was: "Rolling Stone"

"Rolling Stone?"

Diapolo pressed the body of the sculptural artist named Scollibi, the "Rolling Stone" firmly against the wall of the alley:

"After all, this is still the stand-in you released!"

He had already regarded Scottie Bi as an assassin who deliberately murdered himself.

And that strange stone is the guy's substitute, a deadly weapon.

But Skelibi hurriedly denied:

“No, no, no…”

"Michelangelo, who shined during the Renaissance, once said:

"I had no idea in my mind when carving marble, and never thought about what to carve the stone into... because the stone itself already showed the shape of how it should be carved, and what I did was just to take that shape out of the momentum..."

“……”

Diapolo was silent.

The Scarlet King suddenly grabbed the other person's neck:

"Speak human words!"

"Ahem..."

Scolibi was pinched and coughed:

“I mean…”

"I can't order the "Rolling Stone" at all. It is acting completely according to its own will."

"It's the Stone of Destiny!"

"It will sense the fate of the dying person, and will carve itself into the 'shape of the dying person' - that is, his death."

“……”

He carefully described the ability of rolling stones.

It turned out that the so-called rolling stone was actually a dead bird, an oracle, and it also had special services for early euthanasia.

Diapolo fell into silence again.

This time, the silence brewed with endless anger:

"Damn it!"

"You ignorant guy, you were just talking about it..."

"I, the invincible Diapolo, controls the entire dark emperor of Italy, is about to die?!"

“That’s right…”

Scolibi's voice was very calm:

"Since the "Rolling Stone" is looking for you, it means you will die soon."

"This is fate..."

“Bad talk!!”

Diapolo roared in anger:

"A destined fate?"

"The carved dead shape?"

"Your useless stone substitute has been completely destroyed by me!"

"It didn't carve anything at all, and it was smashed into powder by me and drifted in the air!"

"Where is there any carving? How can there be any destiny!"

"this...."

Hearing Diapolona's roar, Skelibi's face changed drastically:

"You, you just said..."

"After finding you, the "Rolling Stone" has broken into powder without carving anything?"

"That's right!" Diapolo said hatefully: "What future death is like...what destined fate...I don't believe it!"

Facing Diapolona's sniff of crazy roar, Scolibi's tone even felt a little pity:

"Sorry. I've never seen this before."

"But... Since "Rolling Stone" is looking for you, it means you will definitely die in the recent period."

"And it was completely destroyed without carving your death, and that's probably because..."

Skelibi swallowed, and her tone was shocked:

"Your death is so miserable that it cannot be expressed in the art of 'carving'."

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About two hours after the "Rolling Stone" appeared.

In the port warehouse by the sea, Diapolo finally knew what fate is.

He never understood what "a dead appearance that cannot be described in sculptures". Could it be that it turned into ashes and broken into powder?

And now, Diapolo knows:

His way of death was to be completely erased from this world by the power of time.

Because he violated the rules of time, he became a system vulnerability that must be fixed.

Diapolo is now like an online article section describing the parts below the chest, disappearing under the influence of an indescribable great force.

Even a little gray would not be left, as if this man named Diapolo had never existed.

Naturally, the sculpture cannot portray a corpse that does not exist at all.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Diapolo roared in fear.

In fact, this process of disappearance is not painful, just like his previous experience of the blurring process that traveled through time and space.

This is how the process of the traversal of the Snake:

First, it disappears under the transformation of the power of time and space, and then enters the long river of time in some indescribable form, and finally returns to the past through the long river of time, and recondenses the human body in the past.

But now, Diapolo could inexplicably feel:

I am just simply disappearing.

There is a force that cannot be violated and drags him into the long river of time.

And this time, he will not travel through time and will never come back.

"No...No..."

"Don't get close to me!"

Diapolo howled wildly at the indescribable power.

But the rules of time cannot be touched, and his blurred and transparent body eventually gradually returned to nothingness.

It was like a photo with transparency adjusted to 100%, and Diapolo completely disappeared from the world.

The next moment...

Next moment...

Li Qing waited carefully for a few seconds, and Diapolo did not reappear like he did when he traveled through time before.

This time he did not travel by the power of time and space, but was taken away forever by the power of time and space.

In the past, I got on the bus, got off, and then came back by car.

Now when you get on the car, the door will be welded to death and you will never get out again.

"Diapolo is dead."

Li Qing breathed a long sigh.

Actually, what he said is a bit inaccurate:

Diapolo was completely transformed into a form that can exist in the latitude of time and is forever imprisoned in the long river of time.
To be continued...