Uplifting Journey

Everything happened too suddenly.

At the moment when the arm of the silver chariot was lightly scratched by the arrow blade, Polnareff fell into a trance for a moment as if he had been hit on the head by a heavy hammer. What I saw was the scene where Dongfang Jousuke, who was holding an arrow, was blown away by his own stand-in, Crazy Diamond, with a punch.

Amidst the sound of bone shattering and the exclamation of the surrounding audience, the arrow that Dongfang shot out of his hand spun a few times in the air, and was accurately caught by a hand whose skin was like a dark mirror.

That was the hand of the silver chariot—but the current silver chariot is far from the original image of the knight in silver armor.

Polnareff looked at the stand-in beside him in amazement. The cowboy-like appearance, the fuzzy facial features that seem to be integrated with the darkness, and the image of the stand-in who are highly related to the life spirit of the master have completely changed. What does this mean?

But the situation was too critical for him to think about it.

After the arrow fell into the hands of the silver chariot, a circle of invisible force spread in all directions like the shock wave generated by the explosion. After being swept by the invisible force, he fell cleanly to the ground and fell into a coma.

This irresistible power of slumber subdued everyone in the field except Polnareff in an instant. If he had malicious intentions now, he could easily kill any slumber.

However, looking at the researchers who fell to the ground like dominoes one after another, Polnareff was very anxious. He couldn't care less about rejoicing at this powerful force. He tried to concentrate on the dark figure standing still, trying to Contact and control the substitute that restrains the inexplicable mutation that has occurred.

The connection between the substitute and the main body is extremely close. Polnareff's efforts are still fruitful. Although he cannot understand the specific changes and operating principles of the substitute's ability, he has been with the substitute for decades, and he has gradually figured it out. With a little discipline, it adapted to the current state of the silver chariot, and gradually suppressed the spreading speed of that sleepy power.

He had a premonition that if he didn't suppress the running double at this moment, that weird energy would sweep the whole world!

But just when Polnareff's spirit was highly condensed on the stand-in, an even weirder change appeared——

As if there were ants crawling and gnawing on the flesh and blood, the numbness and pain that could break the will of ordinary people swept across Polnareff's body, and the increasingly intense foreign body sensation hit his heart, and he almost wanted to tear himself apart. A strange desire to tear open one's own skin and release the strange existence within.

Polnareff could still rely on his firm will to suppress the abnormal pain in his body, but he couldn't suppress the weird thoughts that appeared at the same time and originated from the bottom of his mind, because it was not like an external implant. thoughts, but more like his own thoughts—

Mr. Joestar and the others. What happened to the transcendence ceremony? Lifting the restrictions of the body on the soul

Damn it, lift the restriction of the soul on the substitute, and the spirit cannot concentrate. Requiem for the Silver Chariot. Singularity of Fate.

As if a self with a completely different personality in his soul is robbing the dominance of thinking, the world in front of Polnareff's eyes seems to be collapsing - at this moment, he almost loses the perception of his body and substitute, and completely falls into the darkness among.

But at this moment, people who had fallen into a deep sleep woke up one after another, and the relatively spacious experimental site was suddenly filled with horrified shouts——

A middle-aged man covered his crotch with one hand and let out a feminine scream, and a heavily armed guard crawled on the ground like a dog. It seemed that the souls in the bodies of everyone were dislocated, and they showed words and deeds that did not conform to their appearance. .

But in the chaos, a short boy suddenly rushed out, and that was Boingo, the owner of the prophecy-like double Toto God.

However, the consciousness residing in this body now is not that young man.

——Josuke’s stand-in Crazy Diamond rebelled and attacked himself before. The mutated silver chariot has extremely strange abilities. To avoid direct contact, try to directly interfere with its body to affect its actions.

Quickly bypassing the direction of the silent silver chariot, the young man stretched his right hand forward and shouted loudly: "Come back to your senses! Polnareff!"

The purple thorn burst out from the boy's arm, circled an arc in mid-air, and tied Polnareff's right hand tightly. The upper flicker was transmitted and poured into Polnareff's arm.

The connection and interaction between the Violet of the Substitute Hermit and the power of Ripple is what Joseph has been researching these years. Ripple itself is closely related to life and spiritual power. Using a substitute to conduct ripples disturbs the body and soul of others, and captures the opponent for a short time. The control of limbs is a method he is very familiar with.

Polnareff's hand exerted uncontrollably under this stimulation, and the silver chariot that had been standing silently at the same place, and the right hand holding the arrow was also implicated by Polnareff, who was closely connected, and was forced by the purple thorn. force to twist.

Attacked by the outside world, Polnareff, whose consciousness fell into a blur in self-contradictory conflicts, regained consciousness a little. The fighting instinct allowed him to regain control over his perception and body. Realizing that the boy in front of him was Joseph's, he immediately Cooperating with the power transmitted by the hermit's purple, he tried to synchronize the control of the double, and let go of his tight hand.

The silver chariot whose skin was like a dark mirror reflecting people's hearts slowly let go, and the arrow that it had snatched slipped from the gap between the fingers, and the indescribable feeling of oppression emanating from his body suddenly diminished a lot.

But before Polnareff and the others breathed a sigh of relief, the silver chariot with blurred facial features turned its head and stared at them quietly.

Stared at by this "gaze" that seemed to contain independent consciousness, Joseph, who was wearing a youthful appearance, felt his heart tighten. Then he found that his purple hermit, whose power had increased for some reason, suddenly lost control, and instantly released the anti-wave attack. The bundle of Runareff's arms whipped on the falling arrow like a long whip.

As the violently drawn arrow moved away, the deep blackness of the silver chariot gradually faded away, returning to the original appearance of the silver armored knight.

Joseph, who was restrained by the purple thorns that rolled backwards, tried to turn his eyes away, and saw the key arrow whirling towards the edge of the experimental field, and headed straight for the transparent water that had just entered through the door. group?