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Dio, who thought he could easily break free from Joseph's thorns and didn't take it seriously at all, found that even after using all his strength, he still couldn't break free from the shackles of "Hermit Purple".
As the ripples spreading across the purple thorns drew ever closer, Dio couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
"Damn it! It's too late!!! Wryyyyyyyyyy——"
"Za Valudo—"
"—Stop time!!!"
Time stopped.
Everything around seemed shrouded in gloom, losing its original color.
One second passed.
Chapter 119 A Stand of the Same Type as My World
"Hu-hu-"
"It was a close call..."
Looking at the ripples that were only a few centimeters away from him, Dio breathed heavily, still shaken.
He was almost killed by "Hermit Purple," whom he had always looked down upon!
In the state of time stop, Dio easily removed the thorns that had been tightly binding him.
After tearing the thorns of "Hermit Purple" off his body, Dio let out a hearty laugh.
It wasn't a smile of relief at surviving a disaster, but rather an exaggerated laugh like that of a victor celebrating his triumph.
“Hehehe…hahahahaha…”
"You've made a fatal mistake, Joseph Joestar!"
“But in the end, I am superior, Joseph Joestar!”
In this completely still world, Dio flung off his bright red cape and, with the elegant grace of a runway model, strode toward Joseph with his hands on his hips.
"Two seconds passed."
This is my "world".
He walked up behind Joseph, crossed his arms, and looked at him with a mocking expression.
"However, for you, whose time has been stopped, you can't see or feel anything at all."
Dio pulled open his clothes and gently touched the scar on his neck.
It was a gruesome scar, as if a head had been chopped off and then stitched back on.
"Indeed, the blood of the Joestar clan is the most suitable way to completely integrate Jonathan's body with mine."
"Come on, Joseph Joestar, let your old man's life be used to fumigate this wound!"
"Three seconds have passed, Wryyyyyyyyyy——"
While letting out a vampire's characteristic howl, Dio plunged his hand into Joseph's neck.
But as soon as he approached, he noticed that Joseph's left-hand fingers trembled slightly. !! ?
Dio's pupils contracted sharply, and he froze on the spot with his hand raised, staring intently at Joseph's left hand.
Under his intense gaze, Joseph's left hand fingers trembled slightly once again.
"—What?!?"
Upon realizing this, Dio instantly took a few steps back, staring at Joseph with extreme tension and disbelief on his face.
"He just moved!? This guy... how is that possible!?"
"That guy's finger just moved!"
Dio was in a bind; being cautious by nature, he dared not approach Joseph again.
After all, this young old man possesses the power of Ripple, and if Dio were to be touched by him, even a single blow would be a price he could not bear.
"It's hard...could it be said..."
In that instant, Dio's brain was racing, spinning like the tires of an F4 car on a racetrack, almost smoking. He couldn't help but recall the stand he had once possessed, which resembled a purple thorn.
"Could it be... that they're the same?!"
"The World and Hermit Purple are the same Stand!?"
Dio stared intently into Joseph's eyes, trying to discern from the movement of his pupils whether Joseph was capable of moving.
"Can this guy see me... or did he just unconsciously twitch his finger?"
"Tch, time is running out."
Sensing that time was running out, Dio simply ended this time-stop.
Time begins to flow.
The "Hermit Purple" shimmered with golden light, like an electrified RGB light strip.
However, Dio, the target of the attack, had already vanished from the spot.
They've disappeared! ? ?
Joseph was startled, but he remained outwardly calm, continuing with his frivolous smile as he withdrew his Stand and slowly turned to face Dio.
Can you see...me?
Dio asked Joseph with a stern face.
"Can I see you? Or can't I see you? Oh, how strange, you suddenly appeared behind me!"
"The wind is quite noisy tonight~"
Joseph said with an exaggerated, feigned stupidity, while picking his nose with one hand.
This unreliable appearance reminded Xia Yan of an old friend with white hair.
He quickly shook his head, shaking off the other person's figure to avoid having his integrity stolen by that sugar monster.
Dio, on the other hand, was clearly not as relaxed as Xia Yan and the others. Seeking peace of mind, he absolutely would not allow a second person to set foot in that world that belonged only to him!
"I'm asking you if you can see me! Joseph Joseph!"
"you guess--"
Joseph was naturally not going to answer Dio's question honestly; psychological warfare was always his most frequently used tactic.
The most important aspect of psychological warfare is, without a doubt, not letting the other side know your thoughts!
Without a doubt, Dio was a smart, wise, and meticulous man from a young age. Even in life-or-death battles, he would constantly analyze the situation.
This meticulous mind undoubtedly allowed him to survive his duel with Jonathan, leaving him with only his head.
However, this also became his weakness; he was far too cautious!
Being overly cautious can lead to missed opportunities, while insufficient information for deduction will lead to a different approach—
--have a bee in one's bonnet.
I absolutely cannot be mistaken, Joseph's hand did indeed move just now!
However, this does not mean that the other person's stand-in is the same type as me.
Let's try again.
Thinking of this, a glint of light flashed in Dio's eyes!
"Za Valudo!"
The golden humanoid Stand, resembling a diver, reappeared in front of Dio and threw a powerful punch at Joseph's face, but stopped just before it made contact.
At the same time, Joseph's "Hermit Purple" appeared before him in human form.
The fist, flashing with golden sparks, slammed towards "the world" without hesitation.
"Hmph hmph hmph... Hahahaha..."
Upon seeing the humanoid "Hermit Purple" attacking him, Dio not only did not panic, but instead burst into hearty laughter.
Although no physical contact has occurred yet, the speed of this punch and the whistling wind alone are enough to judge that its power is definitely no less than that of his own "world".
With the same immense power and speed, the same ability to write, and the same ability to manipulate and enter the realm of time stop!
He believed he had seen through Joseph's Stand ability! (Buzz.)
Chapter 120 Brave Dior, Unafraid of the Dark Cheng
"Just as I thought! Your 'Hermit Purple' and my 'The World' are indeed the same type of Stand!"
"I really underestimated you, Joseph Joestar!"
"But now that I know, there's nothing to be afraid of!"
"You must have only recently awakened your abilities and haven't had time to master them yet!"
"You're not the only Joestar bloodline present here!"
"Za Valudo! Time, stop—!"
Just moments before "Hermit Purple"'s fist was about to strike "The World" in the chest.
Time stopped once again.
Dio looked toward Joseph's face.
When Joseph heard Dio shout that "The World" and "Hermit Purple" were the same type of Stand, he couldn't help but show a surprised expression.
Joseph was astonished that Dior would come to such an outrageous conclusion.
However, in Dio's eyes, Joseph was surprised because his abilities had been exposed.
Thinking this, Dior's face revealed a confident expression.
"If I can obtain the blood of the Joestar clan, without a doubt, this body will completely merge with me!"
"And you're not the only member of the Joestar clan present!"
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