Shifting Their Attention

He still has a chance.

As long as you go there, go to that place.

"Morioh."

This unfamiliar place was as sacred to Diavolo as Noah's Ark, which saved humanity from the end of the world.

The solid beam of light hanging from the ground into the sewer before him was like a rope descending from heaven, a rope that could pull him out of this dark hell.

Diavolo instinctively tried to grab the rope.

The hand was reached out, but in the end, all it could grasp was a wisp of foul, filthy air.

The light is just light; it's not some arrow of miracles, nor some rope of heaven.

Diavolo's surging excitement immediately subsided.

Because, like a drowning person desperately grasping at straws in their struggle for survival, after the initial instinctive surprise and excitement, they immediately realize that they are still very far from any hope:

"Morioh"

"That's all I know about this place."

"I have absolutely no idea where the arrow is, who the mysterious person with it is, or how to use it after I get it!"

Diavolo frowned deeply:

All his knowledge about the team that might appear in Morioh came from a few casual remarks Jotaro made on the phone yesterday when he was impersonating Polnareff.

The information Jotaro mentioned was just a rough gleaned from a "dead man" named Angelo: the gist of which was that a mysterious person had arrows and might appear in Morioh soon.

The time and people involved are completely unknown, and even the location is only roughly known.

"With so little intelligence, a quick victory is impossible."

"I must spend a lot of time and effort to find that mysterious archer whose identity even Jotaro doesn't know in a completely unfamiliar town."

"And the most crucial thing is..."

"Morioh is that man's home turf."

Jotaro came to Rome from Morioh. He may still have influence, informants, and helpers in Morioh.

The mysterious arrow-wielding figure who is the key to the problem, the mysterious person he is now desperately trying to find, is himself a key target of Jotaro and the SPW Foundation's investigation.

Diavolo's true appearance and Stand ability have been exposed. He is worried that before his investigation in Morioh is completed, Jotaro and Li Qing will discover his whereabouts and intentions first.

This is undoubtedly a huge problem.

"Since that's the case..."

"Then we have to find a way to keep these guys busy."

"Only by keeping them from having the energy to come looking for me and analyze my whereabouts and intentions can I buy more time for this unlikely investigation."

Diavolo pondered quietly in his heart.

He desperately needs someone to draw fire for him, but unfortunately, the Dark Emperor is now a lone commander who has lost his empire and his subordinates.

His enemies had already seized his throne and usurped his power.

But

"The throne is not an easy place to sit on."

Diavolo's furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

An easy, effortless, and highly effective method quickly came to his mind:

"Since you want to take my place, then you should experience what it's like to be in a high position!"

Fifteen minutes later.

The Colosseum of Rome.

Polnareff was excitedly moving around the warm hands and feet that Giorno had just sculpted from clay.

Even after recovering from a long-term disability, the body is still somewhat sluggish, but the good muscles developed in youth have made up for this deficiency to some extent.

Feeling his long-lost healthy body, Polnareff was almost unable to contain his excitement.

While performing exaggerated "radio calisthenics" in front of everyone, he excitedly said:

"This feeling. This feeling of having complete control over my body."

"It was like taking the first breath of fresh air after stepping out of a filthy toilet—it was so pleasant it made my body tremble!"

Polnareff spoke loudly and excitedly about his feelings.

"Hmm"

Looking at the middle-aged man with the broom-like hair who was as lively and energetic as a rabbit, Li Qing couldn't help but ask Giorno with some suspicion:

"Is this really the mysterious person who contacted us online?"

"Their personalities seem completely different."

Like Bucciarati and his group, who also encountered enemy ambush on the way, Li Qing arrived at the destination late, after everything had settled down.

The battle was already over when they arrived.

Diavolo had vanished without a trace, while Li Qing and his companions were surprised to find themselves with two very reliable allies:

The legendary invincible man, Jotaro Kujo.

And Polnareff, whose disability has been cured, now bouncing around in the Colosseum.

Unlike the cautious, deep-voiced, and steady mysterious man, the Polnareff that Li Qing saw now was unusually lively and cheerful, and very easy to get along with.

"Indeed."

"After he cured me, Mr. Polnareff's personality changed."

Having survived a major battle and successfully treated several seriously wounded soldiers, Giorno had severely depleted his mental strength.

Giorno's face was unusually pale.

But at this moment, a rare smile appeared on his bloodless face.

"Perhaps, the current Mr. Polnareff is the real him."

Giorno said with a sense of satisfaction.

As he spoke, he withdrew his approving gaze from "observing the patient" and turned to ask Li Qing with a serious expression:

"What were the survey results?"

"I was just busy healing Narancia. Did Abbacchio's Moody Blues find any trace of the boss?"

"No."

When this topic came up, Li Qing's expression immediately became serious:

"Upon learning that Diavolo was missing, Abbacchio immediately launched an investigation."

"Unfortunately, although Jotaro provided the specific time and location, Moody Blues cannot recreate the period when it was censored by the King Crimson. Diavolo's actions during the Time Erasure cannot be replayed."

Li Qing's tone was somewhat helpless:

"In a short period of Time Erasure, lasting no more than ten seconds, Diavolo could run to any place within a radius of several hundred meters."

"The replay of Moody Blues requires very precise time and location information. If you just try it one by one like a headless fly, it would probably take half an hour to get results."

"By this time, Diavolo would have been long gone."

In short, it's almost impossible to catch Diavolo now.

Diavolo has safely escaped the scene and disappeared back into the shadows.

"This is really terrible."

Upon hearing this bad news, Giorno's expression grew even more grave:

"Given that man's strength and caution, if he escapes this time, it will be difficult to catch him again in the future."

"Yes."

Li Qing gave a soft, noncommittal response.

Aren't you worried?

Giorno quickly and keenly noticed the excessive calmness in Li Qing's voice.

When Diavolo was mentioned, Li Qing's expression was serious, but he showed no worry whatsoever.

Giorno, on the other hand, is the complete opposite.

He had only heard of Diavolo's power before, but he personally experienced the man's strength after they actually fought.

Giorno couldn't help but feel a sense of unease about this enemy that was impossible to deal with using conventional methods.

"A trick that works once today is unlikely to work a second time."

"But Mr. Jotaro can't protect us forever."

Giorno earnestly reminded Li Qing of something:

The current victory is not a victory at all.

If it weren't for the divine intervention of Star Platinum and the prestige of an invincible figure, he would have had no chance against the powerful and well-prepared Diavolo.

"I know."

Li Qing, however, still possessed a unique kind of confidence:

"I may not be able to defeat Diavolo right now, but he's been beaten into a coward. If he doesn't kill me today, I won't be the same person I am when we meet again."

This is not because Li Qing is arrogant.

He truly has the potential to crush the King Crimson head-on.

Because Li Qing has the support of the system, he gains experience from killing, and with enough experience, he can level up. Each level up will cause his physical functions to increase dramatically.

In just two days, Li Qing's strength level had evolved from that of an ordinary thug to that of Captain America.

And this is under the condition that he has principles and morality and does not kill innocent people indiscriminately in the "game".

"Trust me, Giorno."

"I will soon be able to defeat him head-on."

Li Qing delivered his remarks with considerable confidence.

Then, he couldn't help but add in a low voice:

"If there's another fight going to happen."

As soon as he finished speaking

The phone in Li Qing's arms suddenly rang.

He took out his phone and saw that it was Thomas, the current "head of the technology group" back in the rear, calling.

As soon as the call connected, Thomas's extremely anxious voice came through:

"Something terrible has happened, boss!"

"What's wrong?"

Li Qing couldn't guess what else might happen to the technology team:

"We've been cyberattacked again?"

No, no, no

"The paralyzed servers are back in operation, and the tech team is now completely under my control, but..."

Thomas swallowed hard.

"I discovered that just recently, someone publicly posted a message on the organization's intranet."

"I Time Erasure the message immediately, but I discovered it too late; the message had already been viewed."

"What news?"

Li Qing had already vaguely sensed something.

"It belongs to the boss."

The voice on the other end of the phone paused for a moment:

"Last words".

One more strong update. To prevent readers from losing their investments.

The original plan was to resume normal updates today, but the more I brainstormed these past few days, the more I realized how difficult it was to come up with this storyline. Achieving the same level of entertainment as the original work is incredibly difficult, not just in terms of the battle scenes, but also in the plot design (JoJo's group battles are hard to write, so I can only write individual battles, and the enemies have to come one by one. If the background story for the battles isn't well-designed, it will end up feeling forced, like the Calabash Brothers sending their grandfather away).

It's so difficult. I'm still struggling with this after several days.

We'll see how things go tomorrow. If I can figure things out in the end, I'll continue updating. If not...

After holding it in for several days, this is the result. Sigh.