JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 79: Arrival in Egypt

The battle on the ship lasted for about ten minutes before the prince began to show signs of fatigue.

The barrier can last indefinitely and still has the power to block the Red King's fist, provided the prince has enough mental strength, but he himself can't hold on for much longer now.

Although the natural wind is inexhaustible, his mental strength is gradually declining. In addition, the Red King's fists are extremely fierce. If he is distracted even slightly, he will be beaten to a pulp by Diablo.

Moreover, he was constantly being led around by Diablo.

Whether his wind blades caused any damage to Diablo is debatable; in fact, they couldn't even touch him.

Launching an attack also takes effort. After realizing that he could not have any effect on Diablo, he decided to preserve the natural wind in order to concentrate on defense and to look for an opportunity to launch another attack.

So he was being beaten and didn't fight back, and the ship didn't suffer much damage.

"Give up the struggle...how about that? Maybe this changed arrow will help you awaken some ability instead of turning you into a monster?"

Diavolo's personality has become increasingly eccentric since returning to the JOJO world, but the absence of his soul seems to have made him even more ruthless and cruel, with a strong sense of bloodlust.

He was visibly irritable.

The only person who could remain undefeated under his leadership for a long time was someone who hadn't even been born yet.

Now, seeing that the other party could persist for so long, and even longer, and continue to collect natural wind to thicken the barrier, he felt somewhat annoyed.

Although he knew that as long as he continued to stall for time until there was no wind or his mental strength was exhausted, his opponent would surely die, Diablo himself could never remain calm.

"What is the reason... for me, Diablo, to feel so agitated? How is that possible? Is it simply because things were too easy in that world?"

As he pondered, his attacks grew increasingly fierce, each punch striking the barrier with a dull thud, like the iron hammer and pendulum of Shaolin Temple locked in combat, or the clash of the strongest spear against the shield in a war movie.

When faced with Diablo's admonition, which was in fact a mockery, the prince remained silent and accepted Diablo's punch.

"Your Highness... Your Highness, please hang in there a little longer! Egypt... Egypt is almost here! You can go ashore then!"

The phone had been dialed again by Hol Holmes a few minutes earlier. Although he hadn't come to help, he was still concerned about the prince and had been keeping an eye on the situation through his binoculars.

"Um... Remember to get ashore first, take the passengers with you. Don't help me, and don't worry about me. I'm afraid of dying too. If I can run, I definitely will."

The prince took out his phone from behind the barrier to respond to Hol Hol, which Diablo witnessed.

"Hey... This is a life-or-death battle, and you're at a disadvantage... and you're answering the phone?"

Diablo snorted and went to the prince's side, attempting to smash the phone.

Unfortunately, it failed; the phone was even enveloped by the barrier.

Are you looking down on me?

Diablo seemed to be angered, and then had an epiphany.

"I can't kill you right now, but I can find Hol Hols, that sharpshooter, who's also a Stand user!"

He vanished from the prince's sight in an instant.

"Hol. Hoss! Hurry! He's looking for you!"

The prince roared into the phone, spreading the message.

Meanwhile, their ship had arrived in Egypt and anchored in this hot land.

"Your Majesty, take care. I have already instructed the passengers to begin evacuating to shore. And I'm sorry, I've already disembarked..."

"Very good, that's good..."

Although the prince couldn't laugh, he was still very happy, at least Diablo, the demon, hadn't killed him or his own servant, Hol Hol.

Without much thought, he wrapped himself in the Wind King's barrier and jumped into the sea.

"Thank goodness we're back here... That vicious madman really wasn't kidding!"

The old man, Eingo, displayed athleticism beyond his years, becoming one of the first to flee the battlefield.

Unlike the other panicked passengers, he was farsighted, and even his hiding place was exceptional.

"There's a hidden little pit in this long-dead ditch. I don't believe he can find me if I hide here... Uh, but why should I hide?"

He belatedly realized what was happening and popped his head out of the dried-up ditch.

"Right now, I'm just an ordinary person, an ordinary old man... If I were to pursue someone, it would be a Stand user like Hol Hols!"

The passengers who rushed ashore from the ship were almost all unharmed, except for those who were trampled unconscious. Diavolo's target was indeed only the Stand user, not the ordinary passengers.

"Heh, what am I afraid of? My abilities are flawless... How could he possibly discern my true identity?"

He climbed out of the ditch and straightened his old nobleman's clothes.

"But where did Hol-Hoss go? I don't think I saw him. Could he run that fast?"

At this time, Hol Hol, in order to escape Diablo's pursuit, jumped into the sea, just like the prince.

"The prince is very clever. The fact that he responded to me proves that he can easily escape. Since he also possesses the Wind King's Barrier, he might jump into the sea, and we might even encounter him here..."

"Very clever, Hol Holmes, but isn't your trust in me, the prince, a bit excessive?"

The prince found Hol Hol, who could easily discern Hol's thoughts even though Hol could not speak in the water.

He then handed the barrier to the other person and prepared to stay in the water for a while.

"Hehe, Your Highness, you flatter me... But why did Tobio suddenly change his mind? He clearly..."

"He's deliberately stalling for time, which means I'll be the one to die, yet he wants to hunt you down for his damned experiment... Isn't that a bit abrupt?"

"Yes, yes, I have a feeling he has other things to do right here in Egypt, so he's eager to leave the battlefield and just created a chaotic scene along the way."

"That's right, that's the most likely possibility."

"So...when do we go up?"

"Let's wait a bit longer. The sea should be safe. Caution is always the best policy..."

......

Rongrong also rushed to Egypt, taking Butch with her.

Having confirmed Satan's exact movements via satellite, he boarded the plane without hesitation.

Because Satan's abilities were somewhat strange and terrifying, he did not bring anyone else with him, but only took scouts with him to Egypt.

"I wonder how Trish is doing..."

He actually regretted the decision to split up. The SPW team had virtually no chance against Diablo. Without him, even if they found out the truth, they wouldn't be able to affect Diablo in any way.

Moreover, there is a risk that the investigation will be discovered by the other party, which may cause SPW to lose some employees.

"I'll send a message to Trish later...it would be best to tell her to stop investigating, but for now, the priority is to deal with that demon."

He looked out the helicopter window, briefly admiring the strangely shaped white clouds higher up, and casually stroked Butch's shiny fur, causing the other to pant.

"Alas, it's a pity they're no longer here."