Only You Will Die

Fugo's mouth was moving, but the voice coming out belonged to Orlanto:

"Idiot!"

"Who told you that my brain's central nervous system is located on the host's torso?"

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Orlanto, using Fugo's remaining head, let out a wild and unrestrained laugh:

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Do you think that just because my 'face' is on the host's chest, my brain will also be on the back of my 'face'?"

"Don't try to figure out my existence using human body structure, kid!"

"I, Orlanto Blue, am no longer such a lowly being!"

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Giorno remained silent, seemingly lost in shock.

Orlanto's maniacal laughter grew increasingly shrill:

"Having a host's body is enough for me. I don't have, nor do I need, my own limbs and facial features."

"That face was just a mask I created to mislead the enemy. I didn't expect it to actually fool people!"

"Certainly."

"I must say, your ability to behead and abandon oneself has indeed surprised me."

"You've ruined a perfectly good host like this."

Orlanto looked at himself, who was now Fugo:

Below the head is the word "basketball," and above the word "basketball" is the head.

This kind of body is obviously not suitable for combat.

"However, hehe."

Orlanto gave Giorno a cold smile:

"If we ruin a host, we can just replace it with another one."

"Giorno, right?"

"Your Stand ability is very useful; it seems much better than Fugo's Purple Haze."

"Since that's the case..."

Orlanto manipulated Fugo to open his mouth and bite down hard on Giorno's arm:

"I, Orlanto, gladly accept your body!"

No sooner had he spoken than Fugo's teeth were deeply embedded in Giorno's arm.

Giorno, who was holding Fugo without any warning, was suddenly attacked by a head in his arms and had no way to escape.

The teeth easily bit through the skin, tearing open a bloody wound.

At the same time, a wriggling mass of flesh suddenly emerged from Fugo's mouth.

It was like a disgusting sewer rat; as soon as it was slightly exposed to the sunlight, it couldn't wait to find a burrow to hide in.

This time, the "hole" it targeted was the wound on Giorno's arm that had just been bitten open.

Just one second later.

Orlanto's laughter rang out again:

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I've succeeded. Your body is mine now!"

The laughter no longer came from Fugo's mouth, but directly from Orlanto's own mouth—

His mouth, and his face, have already regrowed on Giorno's arm.

"Giorno, my dear Giorno."

Orlanto screamed in his distorted and perverse voice:

"You are now my new 'landlord'."

"Please take good care of me from now on."

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Giorno remained silent.

But this time, Orlanto realized something was wrong.

Having become one with Giorno, he could clearly sense Giorno's current psychological state:

He was not afraid.

His silence was not due to shock or fear, but rather to a hidden joy beneath the calm.

"Happy?"

"Hey, why are you so happy!"

Orlanto's smile froze instantly.

The host may be happy, but he certainly won't be:

"What's there to be happy about!"

"Didn't you understand? You've already been parasitized by me!"

"I know."

Giorno said calmly.

Although Orlanto was tampering with his body, his expression remained calm and composed.

"Do you really think I don't know that your brain's central nervous system isn't located in Fugo's torso?"

"Think about it carefully and you'll understand."

"The human brain is protected by the strongest skull, and the head is an important part that cannot be abandoned under any circumstances."

"If a location for the central nervous system must be chosen within the host body, there's no reason not to choose the safest, most central, and most important place, right?"

In just a few words, Orlanto's thoughts were revealed.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes in panic:

"You knew all that? Then why did you still cut off your companion's head!"

"Yes!"

Fugo couldn't help but speak up as well.

The moment Orlanto transferred onto Giorno, he was suddenly attacked and thrown several meters away by Giorno.

Although his head hurt a bit when he hit the ground, Fugo was now completely free.

Hmm. If having only a head counts as freedom.

He said with great resentment:

"If you can't deal with this monster, why did you cut off my head?"

"Could it be that he's planning to sacrifice himself to save others?"

"Idiot. If you can't even protect yourself, who will help me recover later!"

Giorno did not answer Orlanto and Fugo's questions.

Li Qing answered them:

"Sonically Enhanced Wave!"

Li Qing clenched his right fist and waved it, unleashing a dazzling white light.

And the whistling ball of light aimed at the spot

It's Giorno's head!

"Hey, hey."

Upon seeing a location marker branded onto the host's head, Orlanto couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"Li Qing, are you crazy?!"

He had just personally experienced the power of Li Qingtian's sonic waves and echo strikes.

At that time, just by exchanging a punch, Fernando's body was almost shattered in half.

If it weren't for his secret efforts to boost Fernando's morale and shield him from pain, Fernando would have been dead long ago.

And now.

Li Qing actually applied the Sonically Enhanced Wave mark directly to Giorno's head.

This move can be deadly.

Could it be that this guy really dares to kill his own people as well?

"Still don't understand?"

Giorno didn't answer, but Li Qing perfectly provided the explanation for him:

"Giorno first cut off Fugo's head, then created a temporary body for Fugo that couldn't fight, and finally even held the head that contained your true form in his arms, helping you create opportunities for a sneak attack."

"All of this was to lure you into his body."

"So what?"

Orlanto had already realized something was wrong.

However, still clinging to a sliver of hope, he stubbornly proclaimed:

"In any case, this guy is already my host."

"My flesh and blood have completely merged with his flesh and blood, even the most important part, the brain, is inextricably fused together!"

"You want to kill me?"

"Unless you kill your companions too!"

If they can win, they fight; if they can't, they take hostages. Orlanto's tactics are both effective and shameless.

"Hehe."

Li Qing smiled noncommittally.

He certainly knew Giorno's true intentions.

Because Giorno had already asked for his opinion when he first started to conceive the battle plan.

But at that time, Orlanto was still parasitizing Fugo, so Li Qing could only say that he was powerless to help.

But now, everything is different:

"Now, you have parasitized Giorno."

"Giorno is different from Fugo. Fugo is not my teammate yet, but Giorno is."

"W-What do you mean?"

Orlanto couldn't understand Li Qing's explanation at all, and neither could the others.

Only Giorno can understand it.

Because Li Qing had already taken the time to test things out with Giorno privately after they officially teamed up:

"Giorno is my teammate, the teammate who can see my green health bar!"

"Unless I use external weapons like daggers or guns, I have no way to harm my 'teammates' with my own skills and Riot Games!"

Li Qing tensed his muscles, his voice now filled with a chilling murderous intent:

"So."

"The only one who will die is you, Orlanto!"