It turns out that the power of arrows is not invincible.

Thinking of this, the courage that Diapolo finally mustered was completely eliminated.

Even if the arrow containing mysterious power was held in his hand now, all he thought about was running away.

Escape! Escape! Escape! Escape the farther you can get from Li Qing, the better!

This former dark emperor finally completely gave up his pride as a king.

As long as you can live.

As Diapolo thought so, his legs unconsciously set foot away from the Dongfang family.

However, before he could escape two steps, he ran into the face he least wanted to see at the moment.

"What are you doing in a hurry?"

"I've come here, don't you stay here as a guest?"

Li Qing walked slowly, blocking Diabolo's way.

The road was very wide, but he just stood there casually, which made people feel that the road ahead was blocked by an insurmountable mountain.

Diapolo's face changed drastically and he was shocked.

He subconsciously turned around and looked back, but found that a few dozen meters away from behind him, Jotaro, whose invincible face was written on his face, appeared at some time.

Giorno, Dongfang Josuke, and Porunarev followed and blocked Diapolo tightly on the road that had just been repaired and had not yet dried.

The atmosphere became tense and heavy, as if a storm would be set off at any time.

The foreman of the construction team beside him frowned tightly, and then said to the younger brother beside him:

"Everyone retreated a little further, something was wrong here."

"And..." He looked down at his watch: "Time is coming soon."

"Yes, brother!"

A group of road construction workers nodded in response.

It seemed that they felt the extremely oppressive invisible momentum of Li Qing and others. They didn't even bother to clean up the remaining tools and equipment, so they followed the elder brother and hurried away.

No one stopped these road construction workers from leaving. It was a good thing for them to take the initiative to stay away from the battlefield.

Li Qing was a little concerned about these "road repairmen" who had taken his murder orders in a certain cycle of reincarnation.

But feeling that they were running farther and farther without stopping, so far that they could not affect the situation, he also left these Japanese colleagues with hard life behind.

The only important thing now is Diapolo.

Under the leadership of Li Qing, Jotaro, Giorno, Toyotasuke and Porunarev approached the center of the encirclement at the same time.

The same lineup appeared before my eyes again.

Diapolo recalled the despair of being crushed and beaten by Li Qing and Jotaro in front of the tram stop yesterday.

"You...you..."

"How did you know I'm here?!"

His mind was turbulent and lost, and he subconsciously asked about the shock in his heart.

"Hehe." Li Qing smiled without saying a word.

Just like Boss Crabs will never hand over his secret recipe for Crab Roof Castle, he will not float to take the initiative to explain such important information.

The tracking ability of the gold experience is really easy to use.

Now Li Qing doesn't even have to worry about Diapolo running away when he opens-

Anyway, there were those flies, and Diapolo would be found no matter where he ran.

"Diapolo, do you regret it?"

"I just passed by that morning."

"If you don't provoke me, you might still be your dark emperor now."

Li Qing's tone when he said this was very calm, but it hurts extremely hard to Diapolo's ears:

Provoking you? You obviously broke into the hotel room I stayed in!

He was just habitually killing people to silence and erasing traces.

But who can think of...

This ant that could be crushed to death would grow all the way to the point where it could force itself to such an end.

Calculate the time, it has been less than 12 days since that morning.

Why does such an incredible thing happen? Is it really fate that is targeting me, Diapolo?

A deep sense of despair appeared in Diapolo's heart.

“It’s over.”

"You've escaped long enough, Diapolo."

Li Qing slowly approached the old enemy who had formed grudges since the beginning of the game.

The fear and anger that had once been for Diapolo had now been hidden in my heart as time passed.

His unsightly eyes were filled with peace, as if he was going to complete a side line that had been delayed for too long.

Jotaro kept approaching Diapolo with a cold face, and the Platinum Star was ready to go.

He had a blood debt to be paid back by Diapolo.

The silver chariot showed its sword blade, and Porunarev's expression was deep and emotional.

He had ten years of grudges to end with Diapolo.

Oriental Josuke and Crazy Diamond kept up with each other, their momentum was equally imposing.

He wanted to drive out the darkness and calm his hometown.

Giorno and the Golden Experience followed closely behind.

He wants to witness the destruction of the king of this old era and clear the ultimate obstacle to that beautiful new era.

“……”

Diapolo fell silent.

He could see his death.

Seeing that fate that seems to never be able to escape.

"Is fate really invincible?"

Diapolo once again recalled the prophecy of the Rolling Stone.

He once looked down on this and thought that he could hold the throat of fate, but the reality was so cruel.

The experiences these days made him finally understand what the strange sculptor said before his death: Everyone is just a slave to fate, including him, the dark emperor.

Despair surged like a tide.

Diapolo was almost suffocated by the despair.

He even forgot that he had an arrow on his body that he once regarded as able to change his destiny.

He had lost all hope, and even the so-called divine power of arrows could not arouse his fighting spirit.

"I'm going to die..."

"In a terrifying gesture that cannot be described in sculpture."

Death is approaching, and the past is glimpsed in Diapolo's mind.

He is a natural demon, and has no relatives or lovers in his life. Although he has physical pleasure, he is just a show-off.

All you can think of in my memory is killing, killing, killing.

Even though they are all going to die, they can only recall these things before they die...

Is this quite sad, right?

Diapolo's heart, as cold and hard as ice, suddenly became sentimental.

Finally, he closed his eyes tightly in this despair.

Diapolo eventually gave up on the whole world.

But... Surprisingly, the world did not give up on him.

Buzzing buzzing-

The moment when Diapolo closed his eyes and waited for death...

The ancient arrow that he had forgotten in his pocket suddenly trembled violently without warning.

It soared into the air in an instant, flew out of the bag, and inserted straight into Diapolo's arm.
To be continued...