Fight?
Do you call one-sided bullying a 'fight'?
"Don't come any closer!" Diavolo screamed, "Don't come any closer!"
Jon maintained his smile, "Why are you shouting so loudly? Besides, if you tell me not to come closer and I listen, won't that make me lose face?"
Hearing this, Diavolo was stunned.
Jon took a step forward.
Diavolo, realizing what was happening, reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "I told you, don't come near me!"
With those words, 'King Crimson' punched fiercely.
Jon met the punch with one of his own.
Unexpectedly, the desperate attack was just a feint by Diavolo.
Seeing his opponent fall for it, the cunning boss immediately activated time erasure, "Time is erased!"
'Buzz.'
Time-space distortion.
Diavolo leapt into the subspace.
Then, 'Epitaph' activated!
Perhaps sensing the despair of its user, the Stand, which usually showed brief glimpses of the future, dramatically enhanced its abilities, extending the vision to three minutes.
In an instant, Diavolo saw many scenes: his defeated subordinate Polnareff using 'Silver Chariot' to impale him with countless swords, the steak-haired kid perfectly healing him with his Stand, himself fleeing in panic only to be beaten up by the man in the long coat, and then being healed again...
Is this the inescapable future?
Diavolo gritted his teeth, "There must... there must be a way to break this... I... I am the invincible emperor!"
Suddenly, he saw someone.
Trish.
His biological daughter.
An idea struck him, and his heart pounded, "I've got it!"
With a wave, he erased the time he was being tortured and set the coordinates to the moment he was being healed.
"Time will begin to inscribe again!"
Returning to reality, Diavolo wasted no time and, despite the urge to vomit blood, activated time erasure again!
This time, he did not peer into the future but used the rule that "during erased time, others cannot move," and teleported behind Trish.
"Step back!" The pale-faced Diavolo grabbed his daughter's neck, "Or else…"
Before he could finish his threat, a pink fist uppercutted Diavolo's jaw!
"You beast, stay away from our Trish!"
'Spice Girl' emerged from Trish's body and unleashed a relentless flurry of punches.
WAAAANNNBEEEEEE!
It was pitiful.
Diavolo.
A truly pitiful man.
Being beaten by enemies was one thing, but to be beaten by his own daughter...
It's just...
This pink octopus is just too much!
Trish seized the moment to run, tears brimming in her eyes.
Josuke and the others joined the fray.
'Silver Chariot,' 'Crazy Diamond,' 'Spice Girl'—three Stands dealing maximum physical damage.
Giorno watched for a while, but he couldn't find a chance to intervene.
Finally, he could only sulk inwardly, "Hmph, a bunch of brutes."
(Gold Experience: Exactly! Just brutes!)
Not far away, Jotaro adjusted his hat.
Such an easy, open-book fight was hardly interesting to him.
Stand battles = battles of information.
Whoever knows the opponent's Stand abilities first gains an absolute advantage in the fight.
This guy didn't lose unjustly at all.
Inside the battle circle, Diavolo silently cursed his luck.
His proud time-erasure ability was ineffective, and the 'Epitaph' only showed him getting beaten up.
Even erasing the process only resulted in more miserable outcomes.
He couldn't win.
He couldn't escape.
He couldn't even die in peace.
What's the point of this?
With a determined mind, Diavolo looked to the sky and shouted, "King Crimson, heed my will! Erase time from this world, and free me from this predicament once and for all!"
The battered 'King Crimson' seemed to respond, emitting a deep red aura.
Jon's eye twitched.
Wait, why does this scene look so familiar?
It's just like when Kira Yoshikage blew himself up to get transported to this world.
Are you even considered a villain if you don't have a trump card to play at the last second?
Having learned from past experiences, Jon wasn't going to let him succeed.
But at that moment, Diavolo, amidst the assault, suddenly vanished.
The wind blew, leaving an eerie silence.
Polnareff and the others looked around cautiously, unable to find Diavolo's presence anywhere.
Naturally, many eyes turned towards Jon.
Jon scratched his brow.
I can't explain this; I'm just an innocent bunny...
"Yare yare daze." Jotaro pondered for a moment, glanced at his watch, and said, "I think I know what happened."
He held up a finger, "The world's time has permanently decreased by one minute."
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Jotaro elaborated, "Time is like an endless river, and we are fish within it.
'Star Platinum' can stop the river's flow for a short time.
'King Crimson' can draw out small portions of the river, causing it to evaporate."
Jon blinked and continued, "You mean Diavolo, to escape his predicament, used his Stand's power to leave the river of time and took a handful of water with him?"
"Yes." Jotaro nodded, "He took one minute."
And then, with a barely perceptible smile, he added, "In a sense, he achieved immortality."
One minute of immortality is still immortality.
Hearing Jotaro's explanation, Josuke and the others shivered.
It's not so much immortality as it is eternal torment.
"No matter how you look at it... that guy isn't coming back, right?" Polnareff swallowed and repeatedly confirmed, "Am I right, Jotaro?"
Jotaro affirmed, "Yes, he's not coming back."
Upon hearing this, Polnareff visibly relaxed, "Then what else is there to say? We've won this battle!"
In the closed loop of time.
Diavolo stared in despair at his own hands.
From youthful to aged, then from aged back to youthful.
In just one minute, he had lived an entire lifetime.
"No…"
Diavolo murmured, "It shouldn't be like this."
'King Crimson': (⊙益⊙)?
Master, I erased time just as you commanded.
Why are you unhappy?
Life and death cycled endlessly.
During this time, Diavolo tried various methods, but none could prevent his death or rebirth.
"Nooooo!"
He roared to the sky.
One minute.
And then another minute...
Diavolo lived and died, died and lived.
Time was endless.
Life and death were unceasing.
Eventually, under the watchful gaze of 'King Crimson,' the 'Dark Emperor' gradually abandoned all thought.