Chapter 321: Ouroboros
March 27, 1999, 20:21.
The center of Rome, inside the old Colosseum.
Polunarev sat on the second floor with an arrow in hand.
He had just spoken on the phone with his long-lost best friend, Jotaro.
Jotaro had arrived in Rome and was on his way to the Colosseum.
Giorno and Misda stood on the first floor, waiting for Polunarev to tell him how to use the worm arrow.
None of the three present noticed that Diablo was hiding in the shadows of the Colosseum at the moment.
Diablo is also waiting, waiting for Polunarev to hand over the last secret of the worm arrow.
And after a long wait...
Polunarev's final answer was:
"The use of this worm arrow..."
"I won't tell you yet."
"Huh?" Diablo, who was hiding in the shadows, cursed in his heart:
What about the one who said he was going to give the worm arrow? Why don't you talk so much!
But Polunarev still said with a shy face:
"I'm sorry to say, but..."
"Since Jotaro is nearby, we won't need this arrow this time."
Worm Arrows have the power to change the world.
Since he has a choice, of course he will give priority to Jotaro over Giorno and Misda, two relatively shallow strange teenagers.
Giorno and Misda could barely tolerate such a backlash.
But Diablo, who was hiding in the shadows and waiting anxiously, couldn't bear it anymore.
"Bastard—"
After waiting for so long, the final result is a "no below"?
Diablo couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted to grab the insect arrow directly:
"The Crimson King!"
"Let's take a leap in time!"
Time is easily cut off like a fluffy lump of butter.
Diablo enters a timeline that is uniquely his.
The river of time, which went straight forward, made waves at this moment because of him.
And Diablo himself has never found out, and he is not capable of discovering it at all...
The time that has been cut has become a buoy fixed in the long river of time, an anchor point that disturbs the stability of time.
And under the guidance of this anchor of time...
Diablo is coming.
.......................................
"Where is this?!"
Diablo was horrified.
A second ago, he was desperately surrounded by Li Qing and others on the cement avenue.
And the next moment after being pierced by the arrow, he suddenly appeared in a completely different place.
It was dark, the lights were dim, and it was obviously night.
Look at the building you're in at the moment... Not... How does this building feel so familiar?
Wait a minute... Isn't this the Colosseum?
How could I be in the Colosseum now!
Diablo's expression suddenly became extremely exciting:
He activated the power of the arrow, and then he was inexplicably sent to his home on the other side of the world?
Could it be that the power he awakened was spatial teleportation and teleportation?
Diablo was thinking so.
Suddenly, a somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar voice suddenly echoed in the Colosseum:
"Hahaha."
"With such a crippled body, do you also want to take back the worm arrow from me?"
"Useless waste should be left in the garbage heap!"
Diablo peeked out of the shadows and followed the sound to the second floor of the Colosseum.
Although the light was dim, he could still see vaguely...
At this moment, on the second floor of the Colosseum...
There was a pink-haired middle-aged man in a black silk see-through corset who was shouting unscrupulously.
"Why is this guy dressed the same as me..."
Diablo took off his coat with a blank expression and touched the same black silk see-through corset on his body:
Lightweight and breathable, snug and shaped, and very discreet.
Wearing a dress that doesn't attract attention in a small place like Tsuocho, no one can tell from his clothes that he is a stand-in messenger.
I didn't expect someone to have the same dressing taste as him, it's really a hero's vision...
Same ghost!
"Isn't that me?!"
Diablo was shocked to find that the pink-haired middle-aged man standing on the second floor of the Colosseum was himself!
He then saw Porunarev, who was still disabled, and Giorno and Misda, who were standing nervously in horror.
"It's... This is what happened in the past. ”
"It's in the Colosseum, when I snatched the worm arrow."
Diablo immediately reacted from the horror:
"My awakened ability is not spatial teleportation at all, but time travel!"
"I'm back in time, back to the night of March 27th!"
As soon as this idea came to him, Diablo's mind suddenly gained a lot of knowledge out of thin air.
After the stand-in messenger awakens the stand-in, he can know the name and ability of his stand-in at the first time, and this ability from the soul usually comes with its own manual.
At this moment, Diablo also knows the true face of this ability:
"Crimson King: Third Ability—"
"Ouroboros!"
"Ouroboros", that's the name of his ultimate ability.
The ability effect is that you can use Diablo's memories as the time axis, and the time that Diablo cut off in the past is a time anchor, and you can travel to the past, the past self.
Diablo can move up to 1 hour in the past per crossing.
Each time you use Ouroboros, you need to wait 10 minutes before activating it again.
At the same time, Diablo can clearly perceive:
His spiritual energy was as strong as a blazing furnace, and the basic abilities of the Crimson King had been enhanced in all directions after the awakening just now.
Its power, speed, and sustainability have all grown to an exaggerated level.
Diablo even vaguely felt that the current Crimson King was enough to compete with Li Qing in terms of strength and speed.
In normal times, this unimaginable improvement in basic ability was enough to make him ecstatic.
But now, Diablo's attention is all on the power of the Ouroboros ability:
"Travel back in time, back in time..."
"This is simply invincible ability!"
It's like rain falling on a dry earth.
Diablo, who had fallen into complete despair, suddenly saw infinite hope:
Li Qing can only box, and Jotaro can only stand still in time, but he, with the "Ouroboros", can travel through the long river of time wantonly!
With this ability, why worry about not being able to reverse the defeat?
Thinking of this, Diablo suddenly raised his head again:
He looked at the second floor of the Colosseum, the self on March 27th.
At that time, he thought that he could easily capture the worm arrow, but he was ridiculously defeated by Giorno and Misda.
It was this defeat that drove him out of the game completely.
He was driven out of Yidaili and fled to the town of Duwang on the other side of the world.
"That's the old days."
"But now I'm here..."
"As long as I make a move, I will definitely win before the worm arrow is destroyed!"
Diablo thought to himself.
One Diablo can beat Giorno to almost death, and two Diablo can obviously make Giorno directly desperate.
He subconsciously wanted to make a move, but he was still instinctively cautious:
"Let's take a look at the 'epitaph' first..."
"Hmm... Why can't you see it?! ”
Diablo then realized that his "epitaph" would not have been used in the past.
It was an ability to spy into the future, and it could not be used in the waves of time that had been disturbed by the future travelers.
"It's okay... At least "Time Cut" can still be used. ”
Diablo soon found something even more interesting:
When he used Shi Chip, he was the only one who reached the timeline that belonged to him, and even the Diablo from the past could not be noticed.
Correspondingly, when the Diablo from the past is used, the Diablo from the future will also fall into an unconscious state like an ordinary person.
The two sides do not interfere with each other, and each plays its own game.
It's just that the time can't coincide, and a period of time can only be cut once.
Therefore, when the past Diablo uses the Time Chip, the future Diablo will be directly kicked out of the Time Chipping state.
"Interesting..."
"Then let me help my past self!"
Diablo's heart was even more restless.
He already had in his mind an interesting picture of how easily he had grabbed the insect arrow in the time chipping, and his past self was stunned for a while before suddenly realizing that the insect arrow had arrived.
In this way, he wants to change the past, directly and fundamentally erasing the despair and pain he has experienced these days.
But just when Diablo wanted to emerge from the shadows...
His body trembled.
An unprecedented horror gripped my heart.
There seems to be some great power that has descended from time.
As soon as Diablo takes one more step, something very terrible will happen.
"Paradox... It's a paradox! ”
A layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed from Diablo's forehead:
"If I had gotten the worm arrow on March 27th, I wouldn't have gone to Duwang Town at all."
"If I don't go to Duwang Town, I won't be able to get that 'Kira Arrow' and gain this ability to travel through time."
"This ability to travel through time is based on my memory, anchored by the time I used to cut out."
"That is to say..."
"I can't change everything that happened in my memory."
"I can't let my past self know that I exist as a future person."
"Otherwise, the axis of memory will be deranged, the anchor of the past will collapse, and the "paradox" of time will happen to me!"
Fear, horror, helplessness, disappointment.
These emotions kept shifting in Diablo's mind:
It can travel through time and space, but it can't change the past, so what's the use of this ability?
Does he want him to go back in time and watch his past self go through that painful defeat again?
Wouldn't this ability become a useless "live replay"?!
On the second floor of the Colosseum, Diablo was laughing wildly in front of Polunarev.
In the darkness of the Colosseum, another Diablo sighed helplessly in disappointment:
"Ouroboros..."
"What the hell did you send me for?"