Variety Comic: My plug-in is myself

Chapter 123

Xia Yan looked at Dior, who asked aloud, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm neither your parent nor your elementary school teacher, and I have no obligation to answer your questions about life. "

"But for your sake, I'll tell you if you can't escape death today. "

"There is one last condition before I completely ascend to heaven, and that is time and place. "

"I must go to the intersection of the prime meridian and the equator, and wait there until the next full moon rises. At that time, it will be time to ascend to heaven!"

"In the right place, waiting for the full moon to arrive......"

Dio repeated Natsuhiko's words.

At this moment, he extremely hoped that the situation of the two sides could be reversed.

He had hoped that these words, which were like a declaration of victory, would come from the mouth of his DIO.

In a trance, he seemed to be back on the cruise ship a hundred years ago.

Only this time it was no longer him Dior who took the initiative, there were no hostages, no corpses under his command who let him give orders.

The opponent to face is not the gentle and kind gentleman.

Dior's eyes crossed Joseph and Jotaro's faces.

An old American hooligan, a Japanese bad costume forced man......

JOJO, YOUR DESCENDANTS HAVE NOT INHERITED EVEN ONE PERCENT OF YOUR GENTLEMANLY SPIRIT......

Thinking of this, Dio misses the gentleman young man who would hold himself tenderly in his arms before he died 017.

Perhaps, at some point, even the savior of the wicked will recall his past.

Looking at Dior, who was lost in thought, Natsuhiko did not mean to read his thoughts.

It's not that he wants to show decency to the other party.

It's just that Dior, who simply thinks that he has lost his stand-in, has no way to escape the fate of death no matter what he does.

For Dior,

The last tenderness that Xia Yan can leave to the other party is-

Murder and heart.

"Are you praying? Who would a pure wicked man like you pray to before he dies? I guess ......."

Xia Yan showed a thoughtful expression.

Then, as if he had thought of something, a wicked smile split into the corners of his mouth.

"Could it be your father...... I remember the name as ...... Dalio Brando, right?"

"You bastard!!"

Hearing his father's name, Dior's eyes were split for a while.

It's not that he respects his father.

On the contrary, he spit on his biological father from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he is a scumbag!

"Huh, in a hurry?"

Seeing Dior's expression, Xia Yan smiled even worse.

"Speaking of which, I want to thank you. "

"Because it is your Diobrando's life that surrounds me to heaven!"

After hearing this, Dior completely lost his mind.

"Natsuhiko !! Tojo"

He angrily shouted out Natsuhiko's full name.

But at this moment, Dior is just a candle in the wind, not only has he lost his stand-in, but he only has a head left.

The only thing he could resist was-

“...... Last...... Cracked eyes!"

The liquid in his eyes converged, like an ultra-high-pressure water gun, and struck in the direction where Xia Yan was.

But such a method was only easily avoided by Xia Yan's sideways.

"Obviously, you evaluate ripples as old-fashioned things, but in the end, you can only stab this old-fashioned move with empty cracked eyes!"

"Although I want to kill you with my own hands and try to destroy my happiness, but ......"

"Sure enough, the final blow should be handed over to Joestar to end his fate with his own hands!"

Like a pass, Natsuhiko toe lightly and kicked Dio's head in the direction where Joseph and Jotaro were.

"Euler—" ×2

The two blinker-like fists that shone like the sun were imprinted on Dior's head at the same time.

Feel the burning sensation like magma.

Although his eyes were blind because of the use of hollow eye stinging, Dior seemed to see the dazzling sun.

And in that bright light, walking towards him, a sturdy blue-haired young man.

"Is that you, JOJO......"

Dust drifts in the wind.

At 5:20 p.m., Diobrando, World –

Death.

......

"Is that the end of it......"

Watching the last vestiges of Dior disappear into the world, Jotaro couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a feeling as if the shackles accumulated on his body had been lifted spontaneously.

"Ah, it's all over......"

"I can feel that Dior's existence has disappeared, the sense of fate that has been around me since birth!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu novel network!)

Joseph rarely looked serious, and said without joking.

"It's super refreshing, it's like putting on new underwear on New Year's morning!"

"Grandma Alina, I gave you a hard lesson to teach that Dior guy......"

He looked up at the stars in the sky and took a deep breath, as if he saw Grandma Alina, who had ascended to heaven.

Of course, it could also be that Katz was seen.

Xia Yan walked over and patted the shoulders of the two grandchildren, and the family glanced at each other, although they were speechless, the atmosphere was rare and peaceful.

It was only soon that the atmosphere of serenity was shattered.

Polunarev held a diary in his hand and walked towards Xia Yan and the others.

"Hey, Mr. Joestar, Mr. Natsuhiko, JOJO, Izzy has picked up a diary, it seems to be a relic of Dior!"

"Ha-Dior, that guy actually writes a diary?"

"I'll see...... Not...... A way to heaven?"

Hearing Polunarev's words, Joseph took the diary with some curiosity and looked through it.

Jotaro also leaned over with some curiosity.

"It records the method of going to heaven that Dio envisioned, and it seems to be very different from yours?"

"However, the process seems to be pretty much the same...... There are six necessary conditions. "[]

Joseph handed the journal to Natsuhiko.

Taking the diary handed over by Joseph, Xia Yan burned it to ashes without even looking at it.

After all, he already knew the conditions for the other party to go to heaven, so naturally he didn't need to read it again through this diary.