Finally, only the last bullet remained.

Now Misda is in an awkward situation:

He fired, and the last bullet would still be 100% dodged by the time, and Polunarev would die.

If he doesn't shoot, the Scarlet King can kill in a second, and Polunarev will still die.

It was useless to do anything, and to make matters worse, the situation was so tense that he didn't have time to think about countermeasures.

Luckily, there's also Giorno.

When Misda was helpless, the wave of vines that the Golden Experience had created earlier finally took advantage of the precious time created by the bullet attack just now, and spread frantically along the ancient walls of the Colosseum to the second floor.

As it grows, the wild sound of vines surging continues.

It's like the tide of the sea surging in the dark.

In the dim light, only a pitch-black vine could be seen, and at the moment it looked like a wriggling python that was stirring together.

They fluttered their teeth and claws, and they danced wildly, like a tidal wave, over the stone pillars and guardrails, covering every inch of space around them.

On the floor, on the stone pillars, the surface of this ancient building is full of dark shadows of vines.

Eventually, the vines grew into a huge wave, and then swooped down on where Diablo stood.

But Diablo was not afraid, he certainly was not afraid.

Because the growth rate of these vines, which have been accelerated by life energy, is still limited.

Diablo could barely see it on his own, and in the eyes of the Crimson King, who shared his senses, it was as ridiculous as playing in slow motion.

Diablo was clearly not going to be hurt by such an attack.

In order to save precious spiritual power, he didn't even use time slashing, but just let the Crimson King drag him to the side and jump lightly, and easily dodged the seemingly unstoppable waves of vines.

And there is obviously a limit to the ability to experience gold.

Giorno could indeed stimulate the rapid growth of plants, but it was indeed too much effort to make such a big scene, allowing the sea of vines to spread out more than ten meters away and launch an attack in just a few seconds.

After a round of offensive blows, he could no longer urge the vines to continue growing.

To be able to spawn vines of this scale is already at his limit.

"Is that all?"

Looking at the sea of vines stuck like a sculpture in front of him, Diablo smiled.

In his eyes, Giorno's performance is far worse than Misda's.

And that's exactly what happened:

Misda's sexy pistol can also rely on "precision guidance" to force Diablo into a skill.

But because Giorno has no long-range attack ability and can't perfectly control the animal's movements, he can only manipulate plants to make such a simple and crude attack.

This weak chicken version of "Mu Dun" may only be delayed for a little time.

"If only that..."

"Then it's all over - the Crimson King!"

Diablo shouted.

The Crimson King raised his sword high, and a vast and terrifying power accumulated between his tense muscles.

Giorno stood helplessly, his expression stiff, as if he had lost what to do.

Misda clenched her pistol, wondering whether to fire the last shot, a bullet that was useless.

Polunarev struggled to raise his head and glared at his enemy.

He already knew he was going to die in the next second.

However, there was still no despair or fear in his eyes.

These words had long since disappeared from his bullets in years of fighting, and Polunarev had known death and sacrifice in Egypt more than a decade earlier.

"Diablo."

"Your evil plan will never come true."

"Your sinful and ugly life like a sick rat will definitely be ended by my dear friend, Jotaro Kujo!"

Porunarev glared coldly at Diablo as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Really?"

"Haha... Hahahaha. ”

Diablo smiled dismissively.

The smile and laughter, there was an extra anger in the mockery:

"Jotaro, Jotaro, shut up for me!"

"I, Diablo, the king of the underworld, will not be frightened by this name!"

"Let's see—"

In the midst of that angry roar, the Scarlet King's hand knife slashed:

"Your best friend in life is going to be split in half by me, where is that invincible Jotaro now?!"

"Here!"

A soft cry suddenly sounded.

There was a rare tremor in the voice, and under the tremor was an endless rage.

But what's really frightening, no, to Diablo's heart....

The voice was right behind him!

It's very close to him!

"What?"

"How is that possible... How did this bastard come so soon?! ”

"Y-Does he teleport?!"

Diablo's heart throbbed, and the blood pumped out almost burst the blood vessels.

Then, an unprecedented wave of fear took over the brain at the speed of light.

The Crimson King immediately received a completely different command than half a second ago:

"Run, run, run in time!"

The hand knife, which was about to smash Polunarev's head, was stuck in mid-air.

It's too late to even kill, and the Scarlet King directly turns on the time cut under the crazy urging of the body.

This is really not Diablo's cowardice.

For him, this is the wisest choice.

Having indirectly formed a bond with Porunarev many years ago, Diablo has certainly spent all these years investigating the intelligence of Jotaro, a potential enemy.

And all the information he had gathered earlier had shown that the perverted double named Platinum Star would not only stop time, but also hit people while it was stopped.

What does this mean?

This means that as long as the Platinum Star is approached and turned on, the enemy will not even know how they died.

And now, the sound is so close.

Obviously, the Great Evil Star had unconsciously approached him.

Nadia Polo, of course, had no other choice.

He could only do everything he could, trying to get in before he was stopped.

Enemies in the time slash state can only act unconsciously, and Jotaro may not be able to use the stand-in ability during the time he is slashed.

At the end of the day, to survive in front of the invincible Platinum Star, Diablo had to get the first shot and quickly pull away from a safe enough distance.

He reacted in a timely manner.

The first move was successfully grabbed, and the time cut was opened.

Diablo didn't dare to turn his head back, and hurriedly hurried to run into the distance.

This run ran out for a full 7 or 8 meters, and he felt that the distance was almost wide, and he finally settled down to look back at his strong enemy.

This point of view, the situation is even worse.

If he could see where the enemy was, his escape plan would probably be complete.

But that Jotaro turned out to be so elusive, he only heard his voice and didn't see him.

Diablo only saw walls, stone pillars, and blurred black shadows, and couldn't figure out where Jotaro was standing now.

"How so... He's gone? ”

"I've already turned on the time cut, can he still move freely?"

The invisible enemy was even more fearful, and Diablo was so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

And he was already a little out of breath:

The previous 1 long cut and 5 short time cuts were already extremely draining, but now he was scareled by Jotaro's appearance for a long time cut, and the consumption of mental power was even more serious.

What's worse is that even though he knows that he is overloaded, he does not dare to turn it off at this time.

After all, Diablo has never really fought face-to-face with Jotaro.

Jotaro is also a time player after all, what if he can still maintain consciousness in Shiji?

Who can guarantee that?

Maybe he shouted two sentences "It seems to be the same type of stand-in", and inexplicably drove Shi Ji to catch up?

In the face of an invincible person who is known all over the world, Diablo, who only cares about bringing profit and invincibility, has to be the most cautious.

There was no way, he could only maintain his "invincible buff" while trying his best to search for the existence of Jotaro Kujo in the dim scene in front of him.

Then, he saw it.

Diablo was not a philistine, he quickly saw:

He saw that where he had just stood, in the dimly lit ground, among the few vines that had grown on the ground and gathered into clumps, there was...

Wrapped in a mobile phone.

The screen of the mobile phone was tightly wrapped, but the dim fluorescence on it still penetrated faintly through the cracks of the vines.

Obviously, the phone is working – on a call.

"Hands... Machine? ”

Diablo's face instantly became extremely stiff.

The voice of Jotaro just now seems to have come from the location of the mobile phone.

And this phone is tightly wrapped in vines, and it is very tightly hidden.

This vine was deliberately spawned by Giorno, spreading and growing all the way from the ground.

Other words...

The cell phone was secretly delivered to him by Giorno.

That phone call, I'm afraid it was also quietly dialed by Giorno before he made a move.

Jotaro answered the phone in seconds, and heard Diablo's shouting on the other end of the phone, of course he knew what to say.

At the end of the day, let's put it simply...

"Am I being tricked?"

Diablo, who had just rolled the keyboard and shook off his skills, had a very complicated expression.

Looking at his temporary entry into the "skill box" of the cooldown time, his mentality faintly collapsed.

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