If you come to the wilderness on a spring day, you may be lucky enough to witness the clouds and misty pollen burning in the sun.

It seems to be a spontaneous combustion phenomenon, but this highly ornamental pollen burning is actually a small-scale dust explosion.

In the open air, such an explosion does not show any power.

But if you concentrate these seemingly innocuous pollen in a small confined space, they can become a lethal weapon.

Countless fine dusts filled the limited space, colliding and rubbing against each other, squeezing every space.

Finally, an alien spark ignited.

The flaming bullets flew in from the outside world, igniting the tiny pollen that they hit along the way.

In the subtleties that are invisible to the naked eye, between the electric light and flint that the human brain can't distinguish, a small part of the pollen is ignited by the firelight, and the heat emitted by it is quickly transmitted to the surrounding area, which makes more pollen in the surrounding area heat and burn, so that the burning cycle uncontrollably spreads to a farther and wider space. 33 update fastest Mobile:://

The sporadic fires eventually turned into a sea of fire.

And all this happens in a split second.

Before Giorno and the others could escape from here, the powerful shock wave generated by the heat vaporization of the dust had already enveloped them behind them.

The fire flared, the wind raged, and they were about to be consumed by the flames and the storm.

"Giorno!"

Almost instantly, Mista, Naranga, Apaki, and Fogg made the same judgment.

They swarmed up and shielded Giorno with their bodies.

This is not only because of the camaraderie but also because they know that Giorno is now a central figure in the team.

It doesn't matter if the others are injured, as long as he can save Giorno, he can use the Golden Experience to save all his seriously injured companions.

Such a simple yet brutal tactic worked.

When the storm of flames hits behind itself, the first to face the attack are the four Misda, who are willing to use their shields.

They used their bodies to block the scorching flames, and the flesh embankment to cushion the impact of the explosion.

In the end, the five people who were defending in a group were blasted several meters straight away by the powerful shock wave.

The flames stopped, the impact subsided, and the toilet behind them also cracked countless cracks in the explosion, and it seemed that it was about to crumble into a pile of masonry and rubble at any moment.

At this time, the backs of the four Misda had been burned black by the flames, and the corners of their mouths were also bleeding scarlet blood from the impact of the internal organs.

They were all badly injured in the explosion, and even knocked unconscious by the shockwave.

Although he could still breathe and breathe, he obviously didn't have the strength to fight again.

Fortunately, Giorno, who was protected by the four of them with his body, was still awake.

The impact of the explosion was mitigated by his companions with their bodies, and by the time the force blasted through the wall of flesh and blood into Giorno, its power had been greatly reduced.

Of course, he still suffered some injuries.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding profusely, and his mind was dizzy.

By the time the explosion had stopped and the smoke was filled, Giorno was barely able to stand.

But even so, he still stood tenaciously in the smoke that never dissipated, standing side by side with his golden experience, looking back at Jamie Campbell who was standing far ahead.

"Can you still stand up?"

"Haha... Dying! ”

Giorno's gaze was as fierce as fire, but it didn't burn Jamie's smile full of excitement and satisfaction:

The winner is decided.

Without the help of his four companions and with a lot of injuries himself, Giorno couldn't outmaneuver him.

Although the stand-in is the limit of spiritual power, the material determines consciousness, and the spiritual power must rely on a strong body to condense.

A physically disabled stand-in is like an esports player with a severe cold, and no matter how strong his spirit is, his strength will be greatly reduced.

"Haha... cough cough cough..."

"Hahahaha..."

Even though he couldn't stop the violent coughing, Jamie still smiled wantonly and flamboyantly against the hot pain in his chest and lungs:

"I won, I won!"

"Once again, I used my strength to defeat your so-called genuine version!"

This is an obsession that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Jamie, who was once rated as "not creative" by his school tutor, has been looking for a sense of satisfaction that has been missing since he was a child through this unique way of "giving back to others in the way of others":

He can't create, but he still has talent.

No one can deny this.

But Giorno still looked at him so coldly, his eyes were as calm as water, and he was annoyingly calm.

That gaze seems to say:

"Don't rejoice too soon, you haven't won yet."

Jamie hated it when people looked at him like that, as if his intelligence and hard work had been completely denied.

"Die!"

Jamie shouted so excitedly.

He took his four skin-changing doubles and took a big step forward:

"Those enemies who despise me as thieves will eventually be reduced to dust in front of me!"

"You're no exception... cough cough cough..."

The rhetoric was defeated by a violent cough.

His body began to tremble and his steps began to freeze because of the sharp pain in his chest and lungs.

Jamie clutched his chest and coughed violently, looking like a prawn shivering in the hot oil and his skin was red.

"How, how could this be... How could my body become so weak..."

"Is it because of pollen?"

Jamie looked at the pink blood foam he coughed up, and his face was as pale as paper:

"No... I don't think I'm allergic to pollen. ”

"Why is it so hard to breathe... Why do I feel like my whole chest is burning right now! ”

Giorno propped up his bruised body, and his cold gaze became calmer:

"Looks like it's working."

"Effective?"

Jamie's body trembled, and a chill suddenly welled up in his heart.

Fighting back the pain and nausea that went straight to his brain, he asked in shock, "You... What the hell have you done to me?! ”

"Haven't you found it yet?"

"Such a heavy taste... I thought the plan might not work. ”

"Now it seems that the pollen you produce is also harmful to yourself - it clogs your nasal mucosa, makes your sense of smell out of you, and you can't smell the murderous motives hidden in the darkness."

In this still time, Giorno's voice sounded indifferently.

"Taste?"

"Did you smell anything weird just now?" (Debut, domain name (remember _ three.)

Jamie carefully recalled the smells he had smelled in the toilet earlier.

At first, he could only smell a strong smell of disinfectant in the toilet because of the water remaining on the floor.

The smell was very pungent, and it was clear that the cleaning staff were using the cheapest and most common chlorine-based disinfectant on the market.

Then, what he smelled was the scent of flowers.

In order to manipulate the snakes, he planted a sea of impatiens beside him early.

The floral aroma was so strong that it masked the smell of the residual disinfectant.

Then, he smelled the stench of animal entrails.

The smell of blood and body fluids was terrible.

Although he couldn't see in the dark, Jamie could tell from the unique smell of the animal's entrails that Giorno had created as bait to distract the snakes.

Oh, and by the way, at the same time as that stench hit, there was indeed a strong pungent smell coming out.

The smell was a bit like disinfectant left on the floor, but it was much more irritating.

By then, however, the Silver Experience had begun to overproduce pollen for the dust explosions that followed, and his nasal passages were so tightly clogged with pollen that his sense of smell became so dull that the pungent smell was no longer noticeable.

Immediately afterward, he began to feel some discomfort in his respiratory tract.

But at the time, he only thought that it was the cause of inhaling too much pollen, so he didn't take this symptom to heart.

"Damn..."

"What the hell is that smell?!"

Jamie is starting to get scared.

What he was afraid of was not that he was mistakenly hit, but that after he was hit, he found out why he was hit.

That means that he has completely lost the competition with the "genuine".

"Can't think of it..."

"Let me tell you the answer!"

Giorno's voice was like a sharp blade, piercing his outwardly strong and competitive but inwardly fragile and sensitive heart:

"When I distract the snakes, the entrails I create are cow stomachs."

"Why the stomach and not other parts of the body that are simpler and easier to create?"

"Because... Just as when you created impatiens, you quietly gave birth to an excess of pollen that should not occur in nature, so when I created the cow's stomach, I also secretly gave birth to an excess of cow's stomach secretions—gastric acid. ”

"When the poisonous snake bites the cow's stomach, the excess stomach acid secreted in the cow's stomach is dumped on the floor where a large amount of disinfectant remains."

"And at this time, I had already asked my companions to cover their mouths and noses with me, hold their breath and stop breathing."

"Stomach acid?"

Jamie was slightly stunned, and his pupils immediately shrank.

The clues before and after were connected together, and he figured everything out:

"The main component of stomach acid is hydrochloric acid, and those disinfectants that remain on the ground... As soon as you smell it, you know that the main ingredient is sodium hypochlorite, which is the most common on the market. ”

"Sodium hypochlorite reacts with excess hydrochloric acid... Yes... Chlorine is generated! ”

Thinking of this common sense of life that junior high school students know, his face was completely bloodless. 33 starters

Jamie clutched his chest, which seemed to be burned by fire, and muttered in disbelief:

"I... Chlorine poisoning? ”