Waves of chills rushed into his heart, and Diego's eyes sternly flashed.
"the world!"
Words fall and time stops.
He turned around suddenly.
I happened to see Johnny who was planning a sneak attack.
"Jonny Joestar!" Diego was filled with hatred, "If you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
Killing intent emerges.
The World flew out and aimed at Johnny, hitting him continuously.
However, what surprised Diego was that Johnny Joestar seemed to be in a very strange state.
It seems real but not real, it seems virtual but not virtual.
The fist that could break mountains and crack rocks hit the opponent, like a mud cow entering the sea, without any movement.
Diego frowned and had no choice but to temporarily distance himself from Johnny.
Five seconds flew by.
Johnny regained consciousness.
‘Buzz’
Claw rounds fired.
The iconic ‘insect chirp’ resounded!
However, due to the time lag, the attack failed as expected.
The first round ended in a draw.
The two looked at each other from afar.
Undisguised hostility almost sparks in the air!
As for Jero, he was enthusiastically pursued by reporters and media.
"Jero! Let's talk about your feelings about winning the championship!"
"What are you going to do with this $50 million bonus?"
"Player Zeppelin, look here!"
"How did you miraculously surpass Diego in the final sprint? Was it some kind of magic? Are you a wizard?"
People crowd people, people press people.
Jello was almost blinded by the exposure of the camera.
Beside him, Poklock stared at Jero enviously, with a long face.
Bonus...
Fifty million dollar prize...
It's just gone...
"Poklock, this is the best result." The Chicken Soup Stand comforted in a low voice: "You don't even think about how you can survive in the hands of monsters like Johnny Joestar and Diego Brando.
Isn’t it a blessing?”
‘You are lucky to be alive’
Hearing this, Poklock was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, a flash of enlightenment arose in my heart.
That makes sense~
I'm having random thoughts.
Suddenly, a rotating armor piece flew past Poklock's face!
The strong wind cut a gash in his face.
Poklock looked in a certain direction belatedly.
But in the corner where no one noticed, Johnny and Diego were having a passionate affair.
Be obedient.
The fight started again.
Knowing that he couldn't be of much help, Poklock decided to stay away from the place of right and wrong without even thinking about it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps, he ran into a handsome blond man in a cloak.
"Ah, sorry, sorry." Poklock said casually.
President Valentine's eyes lit up as he sneaked into the city in disguise.
It’s true that ‘you can’t find anything even if you wear iron shoes, but it doesn’t take any effort to get there’.
Isn't this black boy one of the "chosen ones" who appeared in the mysterious space at that time!
Being locked with someone's eyes, Poklock also noticed something strange.
Raising his head slightly, Fannie Valentine's resolute face came into view.
Poklock blinked.
This person...
It looks a little familiar.
In fact, it's not surprising that he didn't recognize President Valentine immediately.
After changing his body several times, Fannie Valentine's current appearance has changed a lot compared to before.
From fat boy to handsome boy.
All you need is a d4c!
Under the bewildered gaze of the European Emperor, President Valentine grinned, and with lightning speed, he took off his cloak and covered himself and Poklock.
"Dongqiang~"
Space-time transformation.
Poklock didn't even have time to react before he was pulled into the parallel world by d4c's special ability.
"here it is......"
Poklock was a little dizzy.
The next second.
His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
Not far away, a person who looked exactly like me was being interviewed by a reporter!
"Poklock! Let's talk about your feelings about winning the championship!"
"What are you going to do with this $50 million bonus?"
"Player Poklock, look here!"
Two...me?
Poklock raised his hand and slapped himself.
Um.
painful.
It seems this is not a dream.
At this moment, President Valentine said calmly, "Hand over the sacred bones on your body."
Poklock is an inspiration.
Like a yellow flower being targeted by a flower picker...like a black flower girl, she crossed her arms and exclaimed: "You are..."
The patriotic president raised his chin arrogantly, "The leader of America, the man destined to lead this country to eternal prosperity, the president, Fanny Valentine."
He has many titles and is very domineering.
But Poklock didn't listen.
Because he recognized Fannie Valentine.
It's too late to wave goodbye.
He ran away without saying a word.
The decision is quite decisive!
President Valentine did not expect that Poklock would be so spineless. He would not fight and just retreated tactically. He couldn't help but look slightly sluggish.
However, he didn't really care.
Under normal circumstances, President Valentine might be a little anxious in a symbolic way.
but......
in this world.
is it necessary?
"Eh?"
After using the power of the 'Saint's Legs' to run a certain distance, Poklock was horrified to find that he was being pulled by a mysterious connection and quickly retreated backwards.
At the same time, the same was true for 'Poklock' who was surrounded by reporters.
The two people got closer and closer, and their bodies split into small pieces of flesh.
Poklock knew something was wrong.
Step by step, the moon steps up to the sky.
All the reporters and audiences were dumbfounded.
Mother.
There is a big black bird!
President Valentine stared intently at Poklock.
To be precise, he was staring at Poklock's 'legs', 'right arm' and 'ears'.
One person has exclusive possession of three parts of the "saint's remains".
No.
If you separate 'ears' and 'legs'.
That’s five parts of the “saint’s remains”!
How can this country bumpkin be so virtuous?
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
President Valentine's eyes narrowed.
‘Space Collapse’ is activated.
"Something bad is going to happen, Pocklock!" the chicken soup substitute reminded.
Pocklock also had the same premonition.
In fact, with his domineering attitude, he feels more clearly than ‘hey ya!’.
I didn't have time to think too much, so I quickly stepped aside.
President Valentine's attack failed and he couldn't help but be stunned.
...coincidence?
This black boy's luck is quite good.
but.
It’s not over yet!
bite the dust
In an instant, time goes back.
Poklock, who escaped from danger, returned to his original place strangely.
Afterwards, 'Space Collapse' started again.
Poklock cowered in fear and shouted, "Spare me!"
Fannie Valentine was not willing to give up, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
‘click’
The sound of the mirror breaking was heard.
The space where Poklock was located was shattered inch by inch.
However, Poklock himself was safe and sound.
Patriotic President:......
The confused European Emperor:...
its not right.
Logically speaking, this black boy should be reduced to pieces.
how come?
Poklock was also puzzled.
It's 'time goes backwards', and it's 'space collapses' again.
In the end, not a single hair on my head was lost.
Do you think the enemy is bluffing?
President Valentine and Poklock stared at each other.
‘Poklock’ became anxious, “Who are you? What are you going to do to me!”
Fannie Valentine's face darkened.
‘Space Collapse’ is activated for the third time.
‘click’
A soft sound.
Blooming blood flowers.
In the direction where 'Pokerok' was located, buildings, people, and even the ground were all broken into pieces.
Only 'Poklock' himself was fine.
Patriotic President:......
understood.
It's not that there's something wrong with my ability.
But you have a problem.
Just like there must be gaps between spider webs, space collapse is only area damage after all and cannot cover everything.
However, the positions of the two Pollocks happened to be in the "gap" and they escaped unharmed.
"It's a bit annoying to have good luck." President Valentine murmured.
Although the proactive attack failed.
But the special rules of parallel time and space still exist.
The two Pollocks were getting closer and closer.
There are more and more blood clots breaking out on the body.
President Valentine stood by with his arms folded, quietly waiting for the death of his enemy.
Poklock struggled desperately.
Somehow, while waving his arms randomly, he suddenly threw out a few transparent filaments.
The filaments were like flexible little snakes, instantly burrowing into President Valentine's body.
Fannie Valentine's expression changed.
It seems like something is... gone.
"ah!!!!"
Poklock kept screaming, but he didn't notice the changes in himself.
The chicken soup stand-in quickly patted his head and said, "Stop howling. Don't you feel any changes in your body?"
Variety?
I'm going to die, where will the change come from!
‘Hey ya!’ as Poklock’s stand-in, connected with the original body’s mind, reminded: “Don’t give up! Lady Luck is on your side!”
Poklock calmed down a little.
After thinking for a moment, he made a stroke with one hand.
Time suddenly stopped!
Even if it's only for a short second.
But Poklock regained hope of living.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
Ouhuang Benhuang waved his right hand wildly.
‘time goes backwards’
‘time goes backwards’
‘time goes backwards’
‘Time goes backwards’…
Backwards thirteen times in a row.
Pocklock actually managed to get out of trouble.
President Valentine is numb.
What situation is this?
"I understand. It turns out that the power of the 'Saint's Right Arm' can capture and use enemies at random!" Poklock felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.
Fannie Valentine couldn't calm down anymore.
Is this cheating?
The ability of the ‘Saint’s Right Arm’ is obviously different from other parts of the painting style!
Shocking effort.
Poklock waved his right arm again.
The space Fani Valentine was in was immediately shattered!
Corpses splattered.
Just then a piece of bloody rag fell on Poklock.
The preconditions for d4c's "clamping" were met, and the European Emperor disappeared with a "whoosh".
...
...
The original world.
‘Click’
Poklock fell to the ground in embarrassment, directly scratching the skin on his forehead.
"It hurts, it hurts..." He took in the cold air and stood up.
Unexpectedly, when I grabbed it casually, I found a watch that looked extremely expensive.
"Earn it!"
The expression on his face quickly changed from gloomy to sunny, and Poklock smiled happily.
But then, he thought of Fannie Valentine and quickly scanned the surroundings.
Flames are burning, smoke is rising, sirens are blaring...
This is New York?
Poklock was stunned on the spot for a moment.
"Poklock, this way!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in my ears.
Poklock looked for a voice and saw Sister Lucy waving to him not far away.
Finally found my relative.
Poklock's eyes filled with excitement, and he ran towards the two of them without thinking.
"Why are you here?"
"What's going on here?"
"Where's Jon?"
There were too many questions that wanted to be answered, Ou Huang said in an urgent tone.
Lucy said: "The battle between Diego and Johnny has affected innocent people!"
Just one sentence.
Poklock understood what was going on.
The battle between the stand-ins would definitely be regarded as a terrorist attack, so it makes sense that the scene would be chaotic.
but.
Where's Jon Joestar?
Where has that guy gone?
...
...
On the roof of a building somewhere.
"Ah, things seem to be getting serious." Jon scratched his eyebrows helplessly.
[These are all small problems. I can put the world back on track at any time.]
Classmate Little D said.
"Having witnessed so much luck and misfortune, can you awaken the ability of the 'love train' like in another timeline?"
【Hard to say.】
"...Don't make trouble for a long time and work in vain. Why do you think I stayed in this world for so long!"
[Isn’t it just to experience the fun of horse racing for yourself? 】
"It's okay. It's more interesting than I thought."
[Partner, think on the bright side, what are "luck" and "unfortunate"? It's "fate"! 】
[You have successfully stolen "destiny" once. As long as you obtain some more permissions, it is equivalent to being able to set up antennas. 】
"What's the meaning?"
[This means that you can use the extremely high concept of "destiny" as the basis for becoming a god. 】
"Become a god?"
【Become a god!】
[Just imagine, as we travel through the worlds, we will always change the fate of some people intentionally or unintentionally. It is better to collect this energy and treat it as a god...]
"Wait a minute, where did you get all this messy knowledge?"
【......】
"Say it!"
【The Lord of Best Friends.】
"So, you regard the content of the novel as the basis of your theory, right?"
[You yourself have traveled to the world of animation. Is there a problem if I use novels as a theoretical basis? 】
".....no problem."
After saying that, Jon fell into silence.
To be honest, he is a person with no ambition.
As he himself said
——Many of his actions are meaningless, just interesting.
Now he suddenly says he wants to become a god or something.
I feel so good about middle school.
Jon sighed.
Compared to becoming a god.
He would rather have a multiracial harem or something.
But think about it carefully.
The ones I have good relationships with seem to be mostly men, and there are very few girls.
oh.
In fact, there are still some.
Not to mention the unexpected birth of fangirl Luna.
Doesn’t Charlotte Lingling want to marry herself?
Jon touched his smooth chin.
How about time travel to the pirate world in the Rocks era? The aunt seemed to be a beauty when she was young.
While fishing and paddling, I was thinking wildly.
Quietly, a star-spangled flag fell from the sky.
President Valentine, who landed quietly on the ground with a somewhat pale face, stared at Jon's back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Finally found.
Jon Joestar!
Hand over your holy bones!
The patriotic president, who has experienced failure and re-selected his opponent, still doesn’t know what kind of existence he has provoked...