JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 39 Mass Production of Satan

"Oh no, oh no, I can't wait for Satan to show himself, I have to run..."

After he hung up the phone, he learned from the other end of the line that Rongrong had come by helicopter and had set off long ago, so it would probably only take her an hour or two to get there.

beep...

The phone rang again. Without even looking, it was definitely Ye Feng's, but Chen Miaowen didn't want to answer it, nor did he care about Satan or Jesus. All he wanted to do was run.

To his surprise, the awakened Yedan jumped out of the second-floor window without a second thought, carrying Yefeng's motionless body on his back.

After taking a step with the posture of a kung fu actor, Yedan opened his eyes wide and looked straight ahead.

"King Crimson! He can't hold on any longer, we have to take him down immediately!"

Chen Miaowen quickly moved behind Yedan, attempting to finish him off with a single blow.

To everyone's surprise, the old man behind Yedan kept his eyes open the whole time, and his eyes were no longer ordinary blue, but like Yedan's, they emitted a strange light and appeared dazzling.

"What?"

Chen Miaowen quickly closed his eyes. Fortunately, he did not make eye contact with Ye Feng, but kept staring at the other's feet. In his cautious peripheral vision, he sensed something was wrong.

He closed his eyes, and the Crimson King also closed his eyes, rapidly retreating in their own time-deleted world.

"What happened?"

Although he had no field of vision, he was still very skilled at controlling space and time.

He retreated to a large open space next to the sea, where there were several small boats, providing a route for immediate escape if necessary.

He had about ten seconds left, and he didn't want to make a move within those ten seconds.

Grandpa Yefeng was suddenly manipulated, even his pupils could be superimposed, thus becoming another Yedan... This situation has far exceeded Chen Miaowen's expectations.

"However, even if one catches a glimpse of it out of the corner of their eye, it doesn't seem to have any effect."

So he slowly opened his eyes, stared at the ground, and ran towards the shore.

"Leave it to Rongrong. He shouldn't stand idly by and do nothing about this. But I can't show my face. If I do, I'm doomed."

He would soon see the Italian man piloting the boat, and his bored, listless face.

As time passed, his feet were already on that ship.

"Boatman, let's go, just as I told you before."

"Uh...uh..."

The sudden, strange noise made Chen Miaowen stop, his head bowed. He dared not look up, afraid that what he had just imagined would come true.

He didn't look up, but the boatman began to lower his head in a strange posture. He didn't bend over or squat down, but his head was about to separate from his neck and fall down. Only his bright blue eyes still shone brightly.

Finally, with a splash, the boatman's head was severed from his own body and rolled on the bow of the boat.

"Do you want to run away? But you probably can't."

Yedan carried the old man on his back, but did not slow down, heading straight this way.

Beneath my feet lies a small boat from which I cannot bow my head, and behind me lies an existence from which I cannot look.

"Damn it! I should have learned how to sail a boat!"

However, there was no key on the boat's dock; the key should have been in the boatman's hands, on his body. In reality, Chen Miaowen didn't have much time to search for it.

"Run! If that's all he's capable of, I can handle it, but who knows if he has any backup plans? And time is running out..."

......

"Fugo, where is Diablo?"

After finding Fugo, Giorno Giovanna confirmed Doppio's identity from him: Diavolo, their eternal enemy.

Upon hearing this news, Fugo was filled with fear and worry.

The fear stems from having once shared a meal with such a demon.

The concern was for Theresa's safety.

"My childhood friend told me he was going to Athens, but that's probably a lie; he'll probably still be in Sicily."

"What do you mean?"

"Before you found me, she called me and asked if I knew a man named Giorno. The reason was that she was being harassed by a drunk man over there who insisted on meeting Giorno. She was struggling to break free, so she asked me if I knew him in an attempt to give the drunk man a satisfactory answer."

Fugo looked down at Sicily and sighed softly.

"She has never been able to lie since she was a child, so only she could come up with such a reason. Although I thought about many possibilities and how she learned your name, it wasn't until you came that I guessed the most unlikely possibility."

"Is she testing me?"

"That's possible. Perhaps she learned about our hostile relationship with Tobio by chance and wanted to help him escape."

"Why? Diablo isn't a kind or gentle man, not even close!"

"I told you, she would be deceived by Tobio. Although she's foolish, she knows the implications of that statement. But even so, why does she still help this man? Has she been brainwashed? I don't really believe it."

"Could it be that she sees Diablo as a good person? Hah, that must be a joke, right?"

......

Chen Miaowen escaped to a high-rise building, where he looked at the countless mass-produced "Yedan" that he had temporarily shaken off, and fell into deep thought.

"These people clearly made eye contact with him, but they didn't enter the dream world. This is still reality. So what kind of ability is this? Is it the ability to make wishes come true in reality?"

"And what's this about the 'White-Eyed Priest'?"

There are too many unpredictable twists and turns, and the situation is already very difficult to handle, even bizarre.

I doubt he can save Grandpa Yefeng either.

"Hiding again? Why are you hiding? You could have easily killed me! I'm completely defenseless right now!"

Someone downstairs roared angrily, but Chen Miaowen remained unmoved.

Yedan knew that even if his ability could invade reality, he still couldn't pose a threat to Chen Miaowen. The other party could simply run away with his head down and escape the attack, which was even easier than in the dream world.

However, just as Chen Miaowen thought, he did have a backup plan, which is why he dared to take the initiative and seemed unwilling to stop chasing his opponent to the ends of the earth.

So this chase took place from the dream into reality.

More and more of those shimmering blue eyes appeared, their blue light almost enveloping the neon pillars of Sicily, creating an exceptionally bright scene at night.

"A blue-eyed zombie..."

......

"What's going on? There are people protesting over at the Four Corners Plaza? And what's that blue-eyed thing?"

The diligent and dedicated police officers suddenly bumped into a middle-aged man who was fleeing in a panic. After stopping him, they received information that they found completely baffling.

"Look, look over there, at that square!"

Upon hearing this, the police looked in that direction and happened to make eye contact with one of the men, "Yedan".

And so Yedan began to assimilate; their original, distinct pupils were all dyed a vibrant turquoise, and they lost their consciousness, merely muttering:

"The Crimson King..."

"What did you say?"

After several hours of trekking, the man with the yellow donut-shaped haircut finally arrived at the scene.