JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 124 Escape

Seemingly unable to use any of his abilities, Chen could only roll his eyes in place.

A quarter of an hour passed, and no matter how much Chen twisted his body, he began to feel impatient.

"He's just controlling me... without doing anything else, is his goal simply to keep me occupied?... Or is that all he can do?"

Chen hadn't fully deduced the old man's abilities, but he had some guesses. He guessed that the old man had been hiding in his shadow all along, which was why he hadn't noticed the old man's presence during the day.

Besides, he had chopped off the old man's limbs a quarter of an hour earlier. The old man certainly wouldn't just keep such a grudge to himself; he would definitely retaliate and turn him into a human pig.

But there has been no movement so far, which means that the old man can't do anything except control himself.

This may not be a good thing. Who knows how long this old man will keep him under control?

"Old man... if you can hear me, please reply so we can discuss something."

After a moment of silence, no one paid any attention to her.

Diablo spoke again.

"Chen... your distortion doesn't seem to be as exaggerated anymore, but the battle up there is still going on..."

Chen was stunned for a moment, then he realized, "None of the clones died, so there's only one possibility: the bartender's hostility towards me is gradually disappearing..."

For some reason, after chatting with Chen, the bartender seemed to be slowly losing his murderous intent towards him.

Even though the clones didn't accept the bartender's suggestion to continue chatting and continued their relentless bombardment of the barrier, he maintained his smile, quietly watching the clones attack, lost in thought... In any case, the hostility was about to completely dissipate.

Chen didn't care too much. Even if things returned to normal, he believed that since he hadn't stepped on a human pig, he wouldn't experience any embarrassing situations like vomiting.

Diablo was the one who felt something was wrong; he couldn't stand Chen Zhiyi's past.

"But my Stand appeared behind me, though it can't activate its power. Why is that?"

Out of the corner of Chen's eye, he could see the Red King and the Spider Catastrophe, who were also frozen in place. They were expressionless, unable to speak, and had no shadows behind them.

This is just the old man's ability. As long as there is a shadow, the old man is like the ninja Nara Shikamaru, able to control anyone.

"I refuse to believe it... Is it really true that you can't use any of your abilities at all?"

Chen Miaowen thought for a moment, then closed his eyes and suddenly opened them again, revealing a ferocious little face on his forehead.

"As expected, it's impossible. My epitaph still works, and besides, my eyes can still move, which means... this old man's control abilities must be limited."

He began to think rapidly, considering countless possibilities.

"I can't use Time Deletion, Split, or Spider Silk, but I can recall my clones... I can also, I can still use Expansion!"

Chen finally remembered that this ability came from the Spider Calamity and was an ability he had never used before.

"Then, let's give it a try..."

The spider behind him received the command and did not move, but began to apply its power to its host, Chen.

Then, Chen's hair immediately began to swell and continued to grow slowly at a certain rate.

"The limit, the limit seems to be the size of a tank..."

Maintaining this ability seemed to require a lot of effort from Chen, leaving him panting heavily and feeling dizzy.

"Keep going... Once we climb up to the ceiling, we'll have a chance to escape!"

His hair is still growing upwards, but it will probably take another two or three minutes for it to touch the ceiling. Chen needs to grit his teeth and persevere through this period.

"Hello... Captain, long time no see."

"How long has it been? Only half a day, right? Sir... or rather, Miss? Your Majesty?"

The woman with golden eyes came out of the cabin and saw the captain sitting on the ground, smoking countless cigarettes. She went up to him and struck up a conversation.

The captain was clearly a very environmentally conscious person; he didn't throw his cigarette butts into the sea, so they piled up around him, forming a fortress of cigarette butts that seemed to protect him, before the woman kicked them down.

"I am who I am, not the beloved emperor, nor am I a man. You must call me Miss. Or... the beautiful Ms. Dong!"

The woman swung her high heels triumphantly and sat down on the ground with a smile.

"So, Miss Dong, what's the situation inside? Did you exercise your 'neutral' authority?"

"Use no power! This is going to drag on for ages... The bartender is too slow."

"The bartender? He's in too?"

The captain took out his cigarette again and tried to light it, but was startled by the other party's sudden reply, and the flame of the lighter was blown away by the sea breeze.

"Smoke less... It's so windy, lighting a cigarette is such a hassle! You have to protect yourself from the wind!"

The woman snatched the lighter, shielded the captain with her hands, and helped him light his cigarette.

"call..."

The captain glanced at the woman, but she was staring blankly at the cigarette butts on the ground. He could vaguely see her golden eyes behind her sunglasses from the side, and he could see that her beautiful eyes were lost in thought.

"You... never mind."

So the two of them sat on the ground in silence, one gazing at the sky, the other touching the ground.

"I did it! My hair blocked the light, so I was able to move..."

Chen exerted all his strength and finally managed to get the stiffer hair to climb up to the ceiling. Then, as he understood it, it covered most of the light from the incandescent bulb, causing the shadow below the hair to cover most of the third floor.

So he was able to move. He was lucky. The old man seemed unable to control this large area of ​​shadow, as if it exceeded the limits of his upgraded abilities.

"Get out of the light... Wait, where's the Spider Plague?"

Chen's neck was a little sore, and he was about to recover before leaving when he suddenly felt that the Spider Demon seemed to have left his body. When he looked back, he saw that only the Crimson King's stand was left.

"Where did it go? Was it because it was afraid of the light... but the light is already gone..."

Chen suddenly stopped talking and looked at the large shadow under his hair.

He saw the Garuda Disaster, covered in spider eyes, merge into the shadow, and even magnify many times under his feet. The place he was standing on corresponded to the Garuda Disaster's mouth.

Like a demon lurking in the shadows, it instilled a sense of dread in its host, Chen. After the initial dread came confusion.

"Where's the old man? The old man wearing sunglasses? Isn't he out of the shadows?"

"Uh... the old man is dead..."

The spider demon beneath his feet suddenly began to speak, its words stammering in Chen's mind.

"Dead?...Didn't he put on sunglasses?"

Chen remained skeptical, but still believed in the transformed Garuda Calamity. He canceled the energy-consuming expansion, and some of his hot hair returned to its original state, slowly shrinking and falling to his scalp. The incandescent light also broke free from its confinement.

He is still able to move around freely.

"Old man...are you really dead?...Then why won't you return to my body?"

Chen retrieved the Crimson King according to his will, but the Spider Calamity was still hiding in the miniature shadow.

"...No, that's not right, is it that I can't take it back?"