The Dimensional Codex of Destruction Chapter 11

Although he doesn't look old, Raiden Mei remembered that Joseph was Jotaro's maternal grandfather.

"Mei, you guessed wrong. The old man is sixty-seven this year."

Qin Mo said as he picked up a fish ball and put it in his mouth, "It's just that because he practiced Hamon, his lifespan has been extended and he doesn't look old."

"Oh, right, Mr. Joseph, can you teach me Hamon?"

Joseph looked at Qin Mo, "It's not impossible to teach you Hamon, but what did you just call me?"

"What? Mr. Joseph."

"Not that, you just called me an old man!"

"Ahaha, sorry, sorry, I'm used to it."

Qin Mo said with some feigned apology.

"What kind of situation would make you used to calling someone an old man?"

"After all, old man, your Stand is the most useless." Qin Mo said with a smile, completely unreservedly, "That sentence is too famous."

"Hermit Purple..." Avdol said from the side, looking at the purple vines appearing on his hand, "Mr. Joestar's Stand may not be powerful, but it can't be said to be useless either."

Qin Mo waved his hand, "It's not really useless, it's more of a joke. After all, among Stands, there's only the invincible Star Platinum and the most useless old man, and everyone will know it in the future."

"Yare yare."

"Oh My God! My Stand, how can it be looked down upon like this?"

"But hey, Qin Mo, since you said you know us in the future, why haven't you learned Hamon?"

Even now, Joseph had not forgotten to question Qin Mo's origins.

"After all, in the future world, there are no more Hamon users. Kars was banished to space, and the vampires are all wiped out. Hamon is dispensable. Perhaps there are still some in the world, but they are all ascetics. Even you, old man, after defeating Kars, neglected your training, didn't you? After all, 'effort' and 'keep going' are your two most hated words."

Qin Mo said helplessly. It wasn't just him; many JOJO fans had complained that if the old man had been there in Stone Ocean, it would have been over with just a camera shot. In fact, it could be said that the old man's Stand was actually the most useful.

After all, the old man was the best in intelligence warfare. Dio's Stand before he obtained "The World" was also Hermit Purple. Although the plot didn't elaborate, it could be seen that he found so many capable people precisely by using Hermit Purple's abilities.

Of course, his own abilities also contributed significantly.

"Indeed, I didn't expect the external inheritance of Hamon to be broken off by me. Although there are no more Pillar Men, perhaps vampires made by the lost Stone Mask might appear in the future."

Joseph didn't refuse, but looked at Jotaro instead, "Jotaro, do you want to learn together?"

"Yare yare."

He pulled down his hat without expressing any opinion, then picked up the cup in front of him and stood up.

Kakyoin Noriaki, who was standing nearby, glanced at them, picked up his cup, and walked towards Qin Mo.

Raiden Mei, who was wiping her mouth with a napkin after eating, saw two tall figures.

Jotaro Kujo, who would have a height of 1.95 meters in the future, and even as a high school student now, he was already over 1.8 meters tall, much taller than his peers. Kakyoin Noriaki was also 1.78 meters tall.

Standing next to Mei, the two were like two high walls.

"Um... is there something you need?"

In response to Mei's question, Jotaro remained silent. His face, obscured by the brim of his hat, exuded an intimidating aura that kept people at a distance.

"Sigh..."

Seeing this, Qin Mo sighed and stood up, "Forget it, this is still too difficult for Jotaro. After all, even after decades, he's still like this."

Just as Qin Mo was about to say "forget it," Kakyoin stepped forward, intending to give Jotaro an out.

Jotaro suddenly reached out and stopped them, "About this afternoon... I'm sorry..."

With that, he pulled his hat down lower, put a cigarette in his mouth without lighting it, and hastily left the private room. Kakyoin smiled apologetically at everyone, "I'll go check on him."

"That kid Jotaro gets so nervous talking to girls."

Joseph said with a hint of disappointment, then said to Mei and Kiana, "Sorry, that kid Jotaro isn't very good at talking."

"It's okay... but why did Mr. Jotaro apologize to us?"

In the stories Qin Mo had told earlier, Raiden Mei had a general idea of everyone's personality. Jotaro's personality was quite distinct, and compared to the harsh words he had suffered in the past, this was much better. As for Kiana... she hadn't even realized what had happened yet.

"It's fine, Jotaro is just too shy. After we finish eating, we'll go out for a walk together..."

Polnareff said as he walked over, reaching out to put his arms around their shoulders.

Before he could finish speaking, his hands were each grabbed by a hand. On the right, King Crimson stared with a pathetic face, while on the left, Qin Mo smiled and grabbed his left hand.

"Bo-bo, speak when you're speaking, but don't get handsy. It's better not to."

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Chapter 5: Silver Chariot VS King Crimson

"Ah ↑↓"

Polnareff looked at Qin Mo unhappily, "Ever since we met, you've been calling me Bo-bo, Bo-bo, and you also look down on my Silver Chariot. Qin Mo, right? Do you dare to go out and duel?"

"This Stand is called King Crimson, right? You said it's a Stand that will cripple me? I don't believe that such an ugly monster can defeat my Silver Chariot."

Polnareff had been holding back a surge of anger. He was defeated by Avdol, rescued from Dio's control, and knew his enemy. Moreover, ever since they met, he had felt that Qin Mo was looking down on him.

It wasn't that Qin Mo looked down on him, but rather that Polnareff's fate was truly terrible. Time stopped upstairs, time was erased downstairs, he lived his life burdened by guilt, and in the end, he even turned into a turtle.

Therefore, even without consciously evaluating him, Qin Mo's words were filled with sympathy. Furthermore, Qin Mo possessing a Stand that had crippled him made it seem even more like a provocation.

At this time, Polnareff had not yet had the experience of hunting down Dio, so his mentality was extremely arrogant and impatient.

"Don't argue, don't argue."

Joseph, not expecting the two to start fighting without a word, was just about to stop them when he heard Qin Mo speak.

"Mr. Joseph, please don't stop us. Polnareff is just like that. He's young and arrogant now; he needs to go through some tough beatings."

"Ha! Tough beatings? We'll see who beats whom. Don't worry, I won't attack your vital points."

Polnareff was very angry at Qin Mo's obvious disdain for him.

"Qin Mo... I'm fine..."

Mei thought Qin Mo was accepting Polnareff's challenge because of her. Kiana also sensed the tense atmosphere and stopped eating, saying, "Yeah, Qin Mo, you just saw an old friend; this isn't very good."

Mei and Kiana genuinely believed that everyone here was Qin Mo's old friend.

"It's fine. Some things are better dealt with right at the beginning."

After calming down the others, Qin Mo said to Polnareff, "Let's find an open space to fight? Your Silver Chariot performs better in open spaces, right?"

"Ha, so you've got some guts! Let's go!"

Seeing the two agree and walk out, the others exchanged glances and then quickly followed. Jotaro, who was smoking outside, also tugged at the brim of his hat and followed after understanding the whole story.

Standing in an empty, deserted area, Qin Mo said to Polnareff, who was ten meters away, "I won't switch to any other Stand. Since you don't believe King Crimson is your opponent, I'll only fight you with King Crimson."

"Before we fight, I'll introduce King Crimson's abilities. After all, I know that your Silver Chariot's abilities are too unfair to you."

Qin Mo didn't hide anything, explaining all of King Crimson's abilities except for Epitaph. "So, King Crimson is not a Stand that excels in frontal combat, and I won't adhere to chivalry by only attacking Stands. You don't need to hold back either; come at me with the intent to kill me."

"Don't worry, I'll hold back."

Even after hearing King Crimson's abilities, Polnareff remained unconcerned, arrogantly stating that he wouldn't lose.

"Then... King Crimson!"

In an instant, Qin Mo vanished from everyone's sight.

"Where did he go! Silver Chariot!"

As a somewhat lackluster Stand, Silver Chariot, despite having eyes, lacked vision. Therefore, he couldn't stand back-to-back with Polnareff to observe the battlefield. However, after the sneak attack that afternoon, Polnareff directly commanded Silver Chariot to perform a circular slash around himself.

But, as expected, it missed.

"When facing the future..."

Qin Mo, walking out slowly from the side, looked at Polnareff's missed attack and said, "As long as one can see all the traps and not fall into them, life will not fail. And I will always stand at the top."

Qin Mo chuckled, looking at Polnareff who kept Silver Chariot guarding around him.

"What's wrong? Not attacking? In that case then..."

"I'll attack."

In an instant, Polnareff was suddenly kicked flying.

"This is a trial..."

"A trial to overcome the past..."

Standing in Polnareff's original position, Qin Mo stood sideways with one hand on his hip: "Only by overcoming one's childish past can a person grow..."

"Hmm? You think so too, don't you, Polnareff..."

Polnareff, who had gotten up from a face-plant position on the ground, yelled and immediately unleashed Silver Chariot's armor.

Although he appeared very angry, he was actually very calm internally. He had even made a plan in his mind to pierce both King Crimson and Qin Mo after the next time erasure.

He had initially been overconfident and didn't want to attack the main body, but looking at it now, attacking the main body was the best option. After all, with Silver Chariot's speed after unleashing its armor, as long as the opponent couldn't react...

As Silver Chariot charged out, Polnareff felt a sharp pain in his chest as a white palm pierced through it.

"I told you, Polnareff, in front of King Crimson, your Silver Chariot's speed and swordsmanship are meaningless."

King Crimson flicked its hand, sending Polnareff flying away. The heavily injured Polnareff, lying on the ground, didn't show any dejection; instead, he smiled.

But...

He had already calculated the direction, and the blade, launched via ricochet, somehow directly pierced through Qin Mo's body, instead lodging itself in his leg.

"I told you, Polnareff, your calculations are meaningless. I just erased 0.5 seconds of time, erasing the process of the blade hitting me, leaving only the result of the blade arriving in front of you."

"This is King Crimson's true ability! The ability to make the world only leave behind results!"

While Qin Mo was striking a pose, seemingly having relaxed his guard because he thought he had won, he had actually activated King Crimson's other ability: Epitaph!

The future Epitaph saw was absolute...

Silver Chariot, having lost its sword, should have been rendered combat-incapable. But it saw the future where Silver Chariot's blade tore through his body.

However...

Silver Chariot, a Stand that only possessed speed, its swordsmanship itself was not inherent to Silver Chariot, but originated from Polnareff's decades of practice for revenge.

So, Silver Chariot, having lost its blade, theoretically lost its offensive capabilities.

However... speed itself is equivalent to power.

He charged at Qin Mo at top speed, using his own hands to grip the blade and unleash his master-level swordsmanship, tearing into the unbalanced figure before him as it fell.

"Polnareff!"

The onlookers could all see that Qin Mo had been holding back. Even his later killing hand-blade strikes had avoided Polnareff's vital points. But this sword strike was different.

It slashed directly from his left shoulder down to his chest, nearly cleaving him in two.

"How could this be..."

Looking at his injuries, then at the blade in his hand, which had torn his palm as he gripped it, and the bloodstains on it.

"What you witnessed and touched was your future self, your future self seen by your past self from a few seconds ago. This is King Crimson's ability!"

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Chapter 6: Hamon

Ultimately, the battle between Silver Chariot and King Crimson ended with Polnareff fainting from excessive blood loss.

However, thanks to Crazy Diamond's healing, Polnareff naturally recovered quickly, even the wounds from the Red Magician's burns that morning were healed as well.

But Polnareff did not wake up. Avdol had no choice but to carry him back to the hotel on his back.