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Egypt, on the outskirts of Cairo, stands a deep, dark ancient castle on the yellow sand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was the home of a well-known wealthy merchant, but a year ago it changed hands.

In the face of overwhelming evil, the defensive power that ordinary humans possess is really nothing......

The former director of this ancient castle and his guards have long been shredded by the sword master from Dongying and buried in the garden.

Its current owner, at this time, was sitting on a magnificent throne made of gold, flipping through the books in his hands.

"Did they fail?"

The pages in his hand, windless and automatic, seem to have an invisible hand flipping through them.

While talking, Dior. Brando's eyes did not move away from them, and seemed to be looking very carefully.

His voice was deep, but it was audible in the silence of the room, lit only by a few candles.

Under the flickering candlelight, the other people on the opposite side could vaguely see the star-shaped birthmark on their backs.

Bare upper body, bright yellow pants, heart-shaped belt fasteners and knee pads, and pointed boots......

All these costumes seem so demonic, as if they want to suck people into the abyss and lead them to fall.

However, it is a pity that the woman opposite him, who looks very old with goosebumps, clumsy body and crutches, is not moved by the scene in front of him. After coughing a few times, she replied to Dior in a hoarse voice. Brando's question: "Yes, Lord Dior, including your guard God Halls, all the stand-ins who traveled to Singapore as assassins to coordinate the attack have been confirmed dead...... Among them, including my well-behaved son...... ...... J. Kyle"

As she spoke, she pointed her fingers with long nails at her wrinkled, ugly face.

On it, one after another of blood marks that had not yet dried up, drew countless grids on her face like a chessboard......

"Woo woo woo ......"

When it comes to the name of his own son among the dead, it has always been in Dior. Brando's low eyebrows in front of her, and Granny Enya, who was very deferential, had a rare change in her expression and became emotional. Her thin body couldn't stop trembling, and even her skinny palms burst into green tendons, and people couldn't stop sobbing and wailing: "It's so cruel! Joseph. Joestar, that old bastard, I don't know where to find that butcher! Even my kind and innocent son was caught by him, thrown to the bastard Polunarev, and chopped into minced meat...... I hate it! He is such a sensible child, obviously in his prime of life, but there is not even a whole corpse left in this world! Lord Dior, can you make the decision for me, and send those ancient powerhouses to attack with Enya to solve your great troubles......"

"Enya, don't be in a hurry......"

It seemed that he had already known the outcome of what the other party said, and Dior's expression did not change in the slightest.

He picked up the black tea next to him, and after taking a small sip, he still used his stand-in 'world' to flip through the books in his hand.

It seemed to be a cartoon with many strange and inexplicable patterns: "Your son's sacrifice is not worthless. Whoever devotes for me like him will surely go to heaven! What's more, the death of these stand-in messengers also revealed a very important thing for me. Sure enough, the prophecy of 'God Toto' is bound to come true! But that ability, which is rooted in the law of cause and effect in this world, has no way to predict the future of the otherworldly traveler! That situation was beyond his ability. Hey, if it weren't for that outsider interfering, I'm afraid, this time, Joseph. Joestar and his party, as depicted in the pictures in this book, were besieged by many stand-in messengers and died on the spot...... You know, there have not been so many stand-ins gathering together for hundreds of thousands of years! If you have to go back in time, I'm afraid that only in the mythological era of each country will there be such a gorgeous lineup! I have to say that this person's ability to break the game is really incredible......"

"That's just the past! Mistress Dior. ”

As if hearing the emotion contained in Dior's tone, Enya buried her head again and expressed her respect: "The era of the end of the law is over!" With your appearance, Lord Dior, the whole world is evolving towards the world of Buddhas...... No matter how strong that traveler from another world is, it will not be able to withstand the combined attack of the remaining stand-in envoys and the ancient powerhouses you have resurrected! Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if he breaks down the barrier we have made, he will surely fall above and below you...... You know, your ability is the 'strongest' in the world today! That's the power that is enough to dominate the present......"

"The Kingdom of Buddhas? Hehe, Enya, do you also believe the words of that god-nagging monk......"

As if moved by its language, at last, Dior. Brando closed the book in his hand.

He looked at the man in front of him with an intriguing look and stopped talking.

Under his gaze, Enya shivered like a sheep being targeted by a wolf, and did not dare to say more.

"Hey......"

After a while, maybe it was boring, or maybe it was thinking of something, Dior. Brando sighed.

The next moment, he took something from the tea table next to him and threw it towards Enya.

Although she was over seventy years old, Enya was not dizzy, and with the help of the faint candlelight, the object had not yet flown over, so she saw its appearance clearly, and caught it with her skeletal stand-in, 'Justice'.

It was a worn-out, cracked, hollowed-out stone arrow.

"It's ......"

Looking at the object in her hand, Enya looked very surprised: "Lord Dior, don't you need it anymore?" ”

"Sort of......

Dior's expression was neither happy nor sad, and his voice was as low as ever: "At present, my absorption has reached a bottleneck, and if I incorporate more power that does not belong to me, it is very likely that my consciousness will be affected in turn." In that case, it would inevitably seem like putting the cart before the horse. So, I'll give you back this thing first. This beheading operation is dangerous, and if it doesn't increase its combat power, I don't worry! ”

"What do you mean ......"

Enya's expression changed slightly, but she still pretended to be confused.

"You just let it go!"

Dio closed his eyes and tapped his index finger lightly on the armrest of the chair: "This time, you can bring the rest of the stand-in messengers with you." After all, the strength of that otherworldly traveler is really incredible. The more people there are, the more insurance you have. With the 'arrow', you will definitely be able to lead those rebellious guys without influencing each other and causing a big deal......"

"I see."

Enya nodded in understanding.

"Although, they are worthless to me 'now'......"

As if not reassured, Dior added: But let's be careful and don't suffer too many casualties. ”

"Is it the same mentality as when you let go of that woman before?"

"You, sometimes, are really a compassionate person......"

Sighing, Enya, who was holding the arrow, walked towards the door tremblingly.

Of course, she didn't have long eyes behind her, so she naturally wouldn't see Dior's expression at this moment......

The corners of his mouth, at this moment, carried a complicated smile.

Is that......

Nervous and uneasy!?

(PS: If nothing else, there may be another chapter tomorrow...... ）

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