JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 65 Killing the Monster

Having witnessed the monster's terrifying nature—one that seemed impossible to kill—Hol. Hos ran while a series of images flashed through his mind.

He recalled the glorious and carefree days before he met Jotaro and his group.

Then, his jaw was shattered by a bullet, rendering him unable to rise again. He ended up working as a subordinate under the prince, where, although he wasn't free, he lived a relatively comfortable and comfortable life.

After encountering that damn red-haired bastard, he suffered terribly that night.

"Zombies...monsters...Stand users, damn it! Why did I have to get involved in this world?!"

He didn't want to run anymore; he was running until he felt nauseous. The monster was already hissing and getting close, and it seemed he was going to die even if he didn't want to.

"Hol Holstein, your life wasn't exciting enough..."

He was sighing, but he really didn't want to die, so the monster let him go and crawled behind him.

"Huh? Lady Luck is on my side again?"

His gaze followed the monster and found his lucky charm, a very ordinary noblewoman lying on the ground not far from him, who still seemed to be breathing.

So the monster stabbed her to death with a chop to the neck. After she was lifeless, it rolled her body into its mouth, just like it had done to Joe before.

They ate it in three seconds with smacking sounds.

Then he turned and headed toward Hol Hol.

Having the opportunity to escape, Hol Hols naturally couldn't let it slip by. On the way, his mind cleared up a bit and began to function.

"Its pursuit follows a pattern. Like before, this monster bypassed that bastard and went straight for Joe's life before chasing me. And now, when there are ordinary people around, it attacks them too. Joe is practically an ordinary person... which means..."

"In other words, it prioritizes attacks based on strength; the weaker the attacker, the more vulnerable they are to its attacks."

One of Joe's puppets found Hol Hols, and after saying a few words, it was devoured by the monster.

"Hehe, is that so? No wonder I ate you first... You're weaker than me."

"I'm just an ordinary person. I don't know magic, I'm not a Stand user, just an ordinary person."

Joe's other puppet appeared, then one, then two, until the monster was surrounded by puppets.

Upon seeing this, the monster even roared with excitement, and began to stab the puppets one by one with its tentacles, then put them into its mouth and chewed them wantonly.

"Feeding... so many puppets, aren't you afraid of dying from the pain?"

Joe himself wasn't here, but these puppets, before being killed by the monster, were all puffing on cigarettes, exhaling clouds of smoke.

"Phew... You still don't understand me, you bastard. It's just the feeling of being stabbed in the heart and then quickly melting and disintegrating in the monster's mouth. It'll disappear in an instant... Try it and you'll find that it's actually not so bad after you get used to it. It's probably less painful than childbirth."

Hol Hol was speechless, slowly stood up, and looked at the monster that was frantically eating.

"So, you came here to help me, right?"

"Of course, actually... I'm your best friend, I don't want to see you get hurt."

"Please stop..."

Holmes muttered under his breath. He naturally didn't believe the other party's lies. He knew who the other party was. Joe must have had some other ideas and purposes for coming here. As for saving him, it was probably just a side effect.

"Hmph, I didn't bring many puppets. You can go now."

"Don't leave."

Diablo came over, holding an arrow.

He was drawn over by Joe's suggestion.

"I hope you'll keep your word, and if you don't, I hope you're prepared to lie to me."

"No, no, sir."

A reply is not as good as a confirmation. Diablo remained expressionless and, following Joe's instructions, walked up to the disgusting, foul-smelling monster.

"Joe, Joe, what does this mean? He still won't let me leave?"

Hol Hols quickly found the outermost puppet and whispered something in its ear.

"Mr. Doppio is undoubtedly the strongest person on our ship. Even if we die, he will not die. Even if the monster eats us, his invincible Stand ability will only leave the monster helpless."

"Oh, I know, he's really strong, but what does that have to do with the strength of his abilities? I might not have told you, but even if he punched a monster through its mouth with his Stand, it wouldn't do any good!"

"Shh, shut up, just watch and listen. Also, listen to him for now, don't anger him, he's a madman who doesn't care about human life."

Joe promised Diablo that if he could put the arrow back into the monster, he would help him find the other arrows, such as some that were carved with a strange little insect.

Diablo is certainly interested, but he doesn't have high hopes.

After all, he had sold five arrows before, none of which were insect arrows. In addition, the only insect arrow was taken by Rongrong, so the already rare insect arrow may be hard to find again.

But this was the first time he had learned of the existence of the cursed arrow in his hand; it was something outside the original story.

So, if there really are other insect arrows or even more outrageous arrows, he would have the opportunity to use that arrow to transform his Crimson King into Requiem. Then, with Crimson King's initial overwhelming stats, it should be enough to tear that bastard Giorno to pieces in Requiem form.

Although the probability is very small, and although he has already been rejected once, he is unwilling to give up on this possibility.

So he accepted Joe's suggestion, came to the monster, used the Red King to grip the arrow tightly, and then thrust it into the chewing monster.

The monster trembled noticeably, and then its body began to shrink, but it continued to eat.

Diablo then pulled out the arrow, and then fired another, and the monster continued to shrink.

Arrow after arrow shot, causing Qiao, who was not far away, to suddenly feel a little flustered.

I don't remember letting this madman keep stabbing arrows in.

In his eyes, Diablo seemed to have lost his mind.

Diablo was not crazy at all; on the contrary, he remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged.

Even though the filthy black blood and highly toxic liquid were blocked outside the barrier, they sizzled.

Even after the monster stopped chewing and gradually transformed back into the girl's original form, she collapsed to the ground crying and begging for mercy.

He didn't stop, poking bloody holes in the girl's bare back.

Later, the force used increased, and the girl's flesh and bones were completely pulverized by the strange power contained in the arrow.

In the end, the cursed arrow pierced the monster to death, turning it into bloody fragments that then drifted away with the wind.

The girl's soul truly vanished in this moment.

Only a bloodstained arrow remained, its shape exactly matching the cursed arrow.

"It's...it's terrifying. It's like...like he's a mentally ill murderer..."

Joe was speechless. Even though he had killed many people, he was not as ruthless as Diablo. At least, at least he would cut off the monster's head with one stroke when it took on human form, so that she would not die in pain.

However, he quickly recovered and saw the strange arrow.

"Mr. Tobio, this arrow is..."

"What? You want it?"

Diablo looked up and chuckled softly behind the blood-covered barrier.