There was a classic absurdist comment: "Who's the bad one?"
For example, the battle at Asukayama in Toyokawa, Nagasaki-who was the bad one?
Most of the time, it was only a joke. There were no actual good guys or bad guys.
But the moment Pariston appeared, that question seemed to have an answer.
"Why is this not surprising at all? Pariston, you really-"
Dio sighed and walked toward Pariston, no longer holding anything back. Aura surged all over his body, radiating a powerful presence.
Within the dark clouds against the ceiling, blue-green light flickered in and out of sight, as though a venomous snake lurked inside, ready to drop lightning like venom.
"'Unsurprising' is a surprisingly hurtful assessment, Mr. Dio."
A hint of distress appeared on Pariston's face. Ignoring the specks of blue-green light in the dark clouds overhead, he said, "To think that [Evil Hidden King] would fail. Maybe today I really am-going to die here."
"Ha, just kidding~"
He waved a hand, still wearing that smile whose sincerity remained impossible to judge.
[Evil Hidden King]-is that his ability? The ability that made Cheadle like this?
Dio silently counted the seconds, waiting for the best moment to activate Time Stop.
Pariston was roughly forty meters away. At Dio's speed while wearing the Diving Suit, crossing that distance would take about a second. Activating Time Stop outright would waste half its duration.
If possible, Dio still wanted to secure a one-hit kill.
Thud, thud, thud-
The hard brass soles of his Diving Suit broke through the puddles on the floor, making dull sounds like a parting bell.
The distance closed little by little, until Dio could clearly see Pariston's calm expression.
He simply stood quietly before a window. Extremely faint moonlight streamed through the closed window, illuminating indistinct figures behind