"Companions"

The fate of death has been rewritten.

All he needs to do is send this foe to hell, and his glory will never fade.

Diavolo was trembling with excitement.

Since mastering this incredible power, he hadn't felt this kind of tension, excitement, and exhilaration in a long time.

In retrospect, Li Qing's appearance has brought back the "wonderful" memories of his youthful, naive days when he was just an ordinary serial killer.

"Go to hell!"

Diavolo couldn't wait to see Li Qing's dead face.

The King Crimson then leaped forward and unleashed a phantom strike.

Li Qing had no other choice. He was powerless to fight back or dodge, and could only do his best to protect his chest with his arms to barely block his vital parts.

The hand cleaver fell mercilessly, and Li Qing's body trembled violently.

If it weren't for his "indestructible" digitized body, his arms, which served as a shield, might have been cleaved in two on the spot.

He staggered backward under the immense force, his health plummeting to less than 30%.

Seeing the King Crimson's fierce and deadly attack about to strike his vitals again, Li Qing had no choice but to muster all his strength and roar out:

"Jimmy Collint!"

"Hold on, the rescue is here!"

The resounding roar echoed through the heavens and earth, causing Diavolo to pause in surprise:

"Jimmy Collint? Who's that?"

"Hey, why are you yelling at him?!"

But Li Qing had no interest in answering.

He even ignored the murderous King Crimson before him, turning his gaze instead to the road dozens of meters away:

There was an US Military convoy stranded there after being attacked by fungi.

The poor soldier named Jimmy Collint lay dying among the pile of corpses inside the armored vehicle, helplessly awaiting his demise.

Just after Li Qing finished praying for the unfortunate fallen soldiers, he was intercepted by Diavolo not far away.

Therefore, he was now less than thirty meters away from the US Military convoy, and his voice could be heard clearly by the poor soldier.

Now, that poor soldier, who had been condemned to death by fate, has become the last straw that Li Qing can grasp.

In fact, Li Qing didn't know if doing this would be effective.

But since things had come to this, and with a "nothing to lose" mentality, he still shouted at the top of his lungs:

Jimmy, wake up!

"I'm a doctor from the Navy medical team. Trust me, you will survive!"

Diavolo was increasingly confused.

He simply couldn't understand why Li Qing wouldn't even dodge the King Crimson's attacks, instead wasting the last moment of his life talking to thin air.

Moreover, the Navy medical team?

Why did he impersonate an American to make that statement?

A series of questions arose in his mind, and the feeling of powerlessness in the face of not being able to understand the enemy's intentions made him anxious and uneasy.

"You bastard! What are you doing?!"

Diavolo was completely baffled and could only order the King Crimson to launch an attack with all his might.

Meanwhile...

Inside the armored vehicle, which reeked of blood, the dying Jimmy Collint struggled to open his eyes.

His consciousness was already fading, but Li Qing's desperate roar still reached his ears with crystal clarity:

"Is someone calling me? Is it a doctor from the medical team?"

Jimmy tried his best to preserve the sound in his mind:

"Finally, the rescue has arrived!"

Tears streamed down his face. "Please help me... it hurts so much!"

Due to functional loss caused by excessive blood loss, he could no longer see his surroundings or smell them.

Even Li Qing's roar quickly became muffled in his ears.

However, in the final moments of his life, the poor soldier finally received the rescue he had been waiting for, grasping at that last glimmer of hope.

Although this glimmer of hope was false.

But at this moment, in Jimmy Collint's heart, the owner of that voice was a true savior, a reliable comrade who could lead him out of his misery.

"Feel sorry."

"I don't want to take advantage of a dying person, but please understand that I don't want to die either."

Li Qing, standing a few dozen meters away, let out a long sigh.

The King Crimson's next slash was about to strike him, and his remaining health of less than 30% was already in grave danger.

However, that no longer matters.

As Jimmy Collint faced death and felt that faint glimmer of hope, Li Qing also grasped at that straw that could pull him out of his misery:

"Diavolo".

"Goodbye, I'm going to find my 'teammate'— the Golden Bell Shield!"

The words had barely left his mouth when, under Diavolo's astonished, shocked, and furious gaze...

Li Qing, along with his nearly depleted health bar that was just two hits away from reaching zero, transformed into a swift phantom that even the King Crimson couldn't catch.

Without warning, he took to the air and flew toward the wrecked US Military convoy a few dozen meters away.

In just a split second, Li Qing, who had been standing helplessly in front of the King Crimson waiting to die, slipped into a military armored vehicle a few dozen meters away.

The cooked duck flew away.

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Diavolo fell silent for a moment.

The thrill and shock of such dramatic ups and downs in his life were simply unacceptable to him.

Then, in the next instant, a feeling of humiliation welled up inside me—a feeling of being manipulated by fate and powerless to resist.

This unspeakable sense of shame quickly transformed into a raging inferno of anger:

"Li Qing."

"Why won't you just obediently die!"

Diavolo erupted in fury.

The few dozen meters Li Qing managed to escape using the Golden Bell Shield did not diminish his murderous intent; the ruthless and unpredictable fate only drove him further mad.

But this madness did not consume his reason; he retained the most basic combat mindset:

There's still time.

"His 'locating light orb' won't be usable again for a few seconds. I still have time to change everything!"

Diavolo muttered to himself in a cryptic tone:

"King Crimson —throw me out, throw me onto that armored vehicle!"

This distance of a few dozen meters is neither long nor short. While it's feasible to run on one's own body, it's still a bit of a stretch.

Therefore, Diavolo simply made King Crimson squat down, and then placed one foot on King Crimson's shoulder.

Then, the King Crimson caught Diavolo, who was curled up in a ball, and threw his main body out with all his might, like throwing a shot put.

Diavolo leaped into the air and hurtled towards the armored vehicle where Li Qing was.

He transformed himself into a javelin, a javelin firmly locked onto its prey.

Just three seconds after Li Qing escaped using the Golden Bell Shield, Diavolo caught up with him before Li Qing's Sonically Enhanced Wave could cool down.

"Li Qing."

"Let's see where you can run now!"

Amidst that murderous roar, Diavolo used King Crimson to catch his own high-speed body, landing steadily on the hood of the armored vehicle.

Through the hard, sturdy bulletproof glass, he could clearly see Li Qing's face:

"King Crimson, kill him!"

The King Crimson unleashed another chop to the neck.

The arm was so powerful that even the armored vehicle's bulletproof steel plates couldn't withstand such a strike.

Soon, amidst a series of ear-piercing buzzing sounds of metal twisting and deforming, a hole was torn open in the steel roof of the armored vehicle, and the bulletproof glass, which was strong enough to withstand bullet impacts, crumbled and peeled off like shredded paper.

However, Li Qing Sin showed no fear when facing the King Crimson, who was tearing through armor with his bare hands.

Far from being intimidated by Diavolo's murderous intent, he instead revealed a confident smile:

"Hey, Diavolo."

"Your Stand ability is far too strong; with my current abilities, I have no way to fight back."

Li Qing said this without any apparent reason, just by laughing:

"But even so, simply running away is still too cowardly."

"So, I came up with a plan to cause you a little trouble."

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Diavolo felt a sudden sense of foreboding.

At the same time, he suddenly realized that Li Qing seemed different from how she had been a few seconds ago.

It wasn't a change in appearance, but a change in clothing:

During the precious time gained by using the Golden Bell Shield, Li Qing not only did not choose to get out of the car and escape to a more distant place, but instead used that time to pull out a blood-stained US Military uniform from the pile of corpses and haphazardly put it on himself.

Yes, he is now wearing US Military uniform.

If one doesn't look closely and doesn't notice his shoes that he hadn't had time to change into and that they weren't the right size, an outsider would definitely mistake Li Qing for an US Military. soldier who had just been attacked.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Li Qing smoothed the camouflage helmet on his head and smeared some of the blood he used to cover his face.

"I wasn't lying just now; at least, I heard it all along."

"The rescue team has truly arrived."

It was as if they possessed some kind of magical power to make their words come true.

With an increasingly clear roar of engines, a fully armed US Military convoy appeared at the distant intersection.

Li Qing immediately pushed open the car door and nimbly rolled out.

Just as the King Crimson was about to pull his hand out of the broken steel plate and turn to give chase.

Li Qing suddenly pointed at Diavolo, who was standing menacingly on the armored vehicle, and shouted at the naval soldiers who had just appeared at the intersection:

"Shoot!"

"He's the terrorist who carried out the biological attack!"