A Life for Time

Only after their fists made real contact did Li Qing directly and shockingly feel the extraordinary power hidden within that body.

Those muscles, tougher than steel, twisted together like a high-powered car engine, providing "Dio's" Riot Games with power far exceeding human limits.

Boom!

"Dio" threw a straightforward straight punch, which casually created a blurry and dazzling afterimage.

Li Qing had no time to dodge and could only symbolically cover his chest with his hands.

He was like a fly slapped in the face, flying backwards without any resistance.

Dio instinctively wanted to follow up with a few more punches in mid-air, but seemingly because he wasn't interested in the "weak" Li Qing, he quickly stopped his Riot Games after it was extended.

Li Qing flew straight out several meters, eventually measuring the width of the alley with his body, and tragically embedded himself in the opposite wall.

"This guy"

"He's not even human!!"

Fugo began to roar in panic again.

The aura and strength displayed by "Dio" were like the continuous tides, impacting his fragile heart time and time again.

He couldn't help but glance at Giorno.

His eyes were filled with shock, confusion, fear, and an unyielding resentment, as if he were silently questioning:

"Egg roll haircut, how did you end up with such a monster dad?"

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Faced with Fugo's extremely rude gaze, Giorno could only respond with helplessness:

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not some little monster."

As for my father

He maintained his composure outwardly as was his habit, but inwardly he was in turmoil.

Giorno simply couldn't imagine that he had such an evil, mysterious, terrifying, powerful, and inhuman monster father.

He couldn't imagine how his vulgar mother, who had no redeeming qualities other than her pretty face, could have found him such a terrible father.

Faced with such a powerful being, even he couldn't help but feel despair:

"A powerful Stand, unbeatable abilities, and a non-human body."

"It's impossible to defeat him in a direct confrontation."

"Therefore, the only breakthrough is..."

Giorno turned to look at Willy over there:

He had been trained by "Dio" to be very obedient, and was now hiding obediently in the shadows in the distance, watching the battle with a fanatical expression.

Although Willy is the master, he acts more like a docile dog in front of his stand-in.

"The only thing we can do is try to attack Willy."

"But... it's not that easy, is it?"

Giorno pursed his lips tightly:

His previous ability to touch Willy's true form was ultimately due to his use of "time"—

Willy didn't even have time to teleport his Stand back before Giorno caught him off guard and touched him.

And now.

The one thing the other party has no shortage of is "time".

With time stopped and teleportation enabled, it would be virtually impossible for Willy to evade "Dio's" attack.

Giorno and the others were trapped in this despair and unable to move.

Narancia and Abbacchio, who had been seriously injured earlier, collapsed to the ground covered in blood, barely clinging to life.

If the battle continues like this, they could die at any moment.

The scales of victory have tipped completely in Dio's favor.

Like a diner savoring bread, after swallowing a mouthful, he immediately turned his imposing gaze to the next dessert to be tasted:

This time, he chose Fugo:

"You'll be the next one to fall!"

This sentence was powerful and resounding, each word like a mountain. It didn't sound like a declaration of battle, but rather like a prophecy of the future.

"Ha??"

Fugo nearly collapsed to the ground with a shiver.

"Why me?!" he cried, on the verge of tears. "I... I didn't even lay a finger on him!"

"But you haven't shown any sign of submission to me, have you?"

Dio looked at Fugo with amusement, a hint of displeasure in his voice:

"Besides, you are too weak."

"It infuriates me to be told that I 'look like' such a scoundrel!"

"So that's the reason?" Fugo trembled and staggered backward. "You can't blame me just because I look like someone!"

You can't blame him for being a coward; Giorno's father is just too terrifying.

But Fugo's submissive behavior did not elicit any pity from the enemy; "Dio's" killing intent remained firmly fixed on him.

Finally, his agile figure soared into the air once again.

"Fugo!"

Giorno and Bucciarati tried to help, but they were too late to stop Dio's swift and agile figure.

"Ah!!"

Fugo cried out in panic, and at the same time subconsciously summoned his Stand, Purple Haze.

Although he chickened out, he didn't lose his mind because of it.

The imminent crisis led Fugo to make the wisest decision at this critical moment:

"Purple Haze, release the virus around me!"

The virus capsule on Purple Haze's Riot Games shattered instantly.

A thick purple mist drifted out and enveloped Fugo's entire body.

He still has active viral antibodies in his body, so he won't be harmed if he comes into direct contact with the virus in the Purple Haze.

And Fugo was currently standing in the shadows of that alley.

The purple poisonous fog, which was not exposed to direct sunlight, spread outwards for four or five meters before finally stopping, quickly creating a death zone around Fugo that no living person could approach.

"What?"

The poisonous fog was about to hit Dio's face head-on.

His forward momentum came to an abrupt halt:

"The World!"

Time stopped, and the toxic fog ceased to spread.

Bucciarati and Giorno rushed forward to help in a panic.

"Dio" also managed to stay outside the poison circle by the narrowest of times thanks to his extraordinary physical condition.

The first second.

He carefully observed the purple smoke before him and quickly made a judgment:

"It must be a very strong poison gas, right?"

"Although my body has surpassed that of humans, it's best not to touch these strange things."

The second second.

Dio briefly surveyed his surroundings before turning and leaving.

The third second.

"Dio" dashed forward and arrived next to the car that Li Qing and the others had parked in the alley.

The fourth second.

"Dio" carried the car.

The fifth second.

Dio ran back carrying the car.

Then, time stops and time resumes its flow.

Fugo, completely unaware that time had been stopped, was still thinking:

"With the poisonous mist emanating from the Purple Haze, that monster shouldn't dare to engage."

"Ah!!"

Fugo screamed again, as if a pig had been slaughtered.

He suddenly realized that a car had fallen on his head without him noticing!

"Eat my car attack!"

"Dio" and his Stand "The World" stepped on the car together, applying pressure from mid-air.

That sturdy, massive car thus became a perfect shield against the poison gas, and at the same time, a powerful killing weapon:

"Wood big wood big wood big wood big!"

"Wood big wood big wood big wood big!"

In mid-air, "Dio" and "The World" punched the roof of the car together from above.

The car, bearing the relentless blows, instantly transformed into a giant hammer, crushing down heavily on Fugo below.

Fugo panicked completely; he was afraid of dying.

This fear of death has now become the direct motivation for his counterattack:

"Aaaaaaah!"

"Don't come near me!!"

Fugo made the most cowardly sound, yet executed the most courageous move.

Amidst the panicked roar, Purple Haze threw a punch from below, directly striking the car that was crashing down like Mount Tai, creating a blur of motion:

"Roar roar roar roar roar!"

Amidst a flurry of fist shadows, Purple Haze unleashed an extremely frenzied roar.

After all, it is a powerful Stand with an A-level power rating, and its punching power should not be underestimated.

Now, fueled by Fugo's strong will to survive, Purple Haze unleashed a ferocity far exceeding her usual strength and speed, barely managing to withstand the car crashing down on her head.

"Oh?"

"They actually have the strength to fight back head-on?"

"Hahaha, then I'll show you some real skills!"

Amidst the arrogant laughter, "Dio" and "World" simultaneously increased their force.

The car suddenly slid down a large section of the road.

Purple Haze immediately showed signs of defeat, unable to hold on any longer.

"Fugo!"

Giorno and Bucciarati rushed forward anxiously.

Although they hadn't yet figured out a way to deal with that invincible man, they couldn't just stand by and watch as Fugo was about to be crushed under the carriage.

But at this moment...

Li Qing suddenly pulled them from behind:

"Don't rush in."

"I have an idea and would like to ask for your help."

"You have a solution?"

Giorno and Bucciarati stopped simultaneously, but couldn't help worrying that Fugo might have seen them. "But... Fugo, he..."

"Don't act impulsively."

"Rushing in rashly will only make things worse."

Li Qing listened somewhat embarrassedly to Fugo's heart-wrenching wails, then said with a serious expression:

"This is the time that Fugo bought with his life."

"Everyone must seize this only opportunity and not let Fugo's sacrifice be in vain."