JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 119 The Hidden Emperor

"Have you finished eating?"

Chen Miaowen thought it was Diablo speaking, so he ignored him and continued to stuff his mouth with food, but his mouth was only so big, so he ate slowly.

"It's the person standing on the steps, not me... Take a look."

Diablo's words of reminder revealed a hint of helplessness, a helplessness at how this person could so nonchalantly eat amidst the stench of blood.

"Um?"

Chen swallowed the cake, glanced back at the bartender on the steps, and realized that the man did seem to be staring at him, judging from the way his head was raised.

Chen was only the size of a spider at the moment, and he was far away from the steps. Even if he wasn't far away, the bartender shouldn't have noticed him. Instead, he should have been watching the battle between the clone and the Stand user.

"Is the main clone being deliberately targeted?"

Chen suppressed his hunger and glanced at the battle. He discovered that three Stand users had already been turned into human pigs. Moreover, this time, the clones went a step further and knocked them unconscious. Otherwise, with their willpower like Deadpool's, they might have been able to summon Stands even after being turned into human pigs.

What surprised Chen the most was that the other four Stand users stood back to back, forming a tangible, blood-red barrier that blocked the clones from entering.

However, a breakthrough was only a matter of time. The four sunglasses-wearing men who were being ganged up on were starting to look pale, and sweat was pouring down their faces.

"What do you want to do? What does it matter to you what I'm eating?"

Everything was as the main avatar had anticipated. So he took a piece of cake, pulled himself away from the dessert area by the spider silk, and came to the bottom of the bartender's steps. However, it was a little strange that the large amount of blood from the battle did not stain the invisible barrier above the bartender's steps.

Chen didn't pay too much attention, he just said,

"You want to fight your clone too? Or what...?"

"No, no, I'm just curious about your abilities, which I doubt you'll tell me... But you should still be careful. Although you can suppress them, there are still two people who have never appeared before..."

Spider Chen paused for a moment, then summoned two little stand-ins to protect him before continuing to enjoy his cake.

"You mean, you told me what they were thinking?...That female ghost blocking your door and that old man? What could they possibly do?"

"No, I was just reminding you... I don't know where they went either."

"Never mind then... But may I ask about the Emperor? If you'd like, I can exchange the secret of my abilities for it."

"I don't know either. The Emperor's appearance was basically half a year ago. The moment he appeared, I didn't even see his face clearly, but he was able to give orders to me, the bartender... So the Emperor is the most secretive person I know."

"I can also use my abilities to secretly exchange other information, such as... what's your relationship with that female ghost?"

"No comment."

"What secret does that wine station hold?"

"No comment."

"Are you an idiot?"

"...no."

As he asked questions, Chen's sudden hunger vanished, even though he had only eaten a few pieces of cake.

"Then I'm going out to get some fresh air... Don't worry, the battle here will be over soon. If you want to announce the emperor's ascension to the throne, you can tell my clones... even through this damn barrier."

Spider Chen returned to its original size, preparing to leave by pulling on the spider silk.

"No, it won't end anytime soon. Even if you take them out, you'll still have other hidden opponents."

"Whatever, there's plenty of time, and I won't lose... Also, I almost forgot, what's this ship's destination?"

"...We have no destination, but we will travel through half of Africa and then return to Egypt. If we have to say, the destination is Egypt."

"Ah...I see."

Chen replied softly, then left the cabin, where the battle was still raging.

"Waaah..."

As soon as he ran out of the cabin, Chen disappeared from the bartender's sight and then lay down on the dark side of the ship's side, vomiting violently.

"It seems you can't leisurely and savagely feast in a sea of ​​blood..."

"Boss...those human pigs, I was the one who made them, right?"

"Hmm...more or less, but you lunatic, why are you only reacting now?"

Chen wasn't quite sure; he seemed to only remember his own feelings, which underwent three different changes.

First, after experiencing overwhelming killing intent, his personality became completely distorted. During the process of creating the human pig, he did not feel any discomfort.

His killing intent lessened, and after a certain period of time, he basically returned to his original state. However, he didn't pay much attention to the still-living human pig under his feet; in other words, he didn't notice it at all.

After being restored to his original state, he became extremely hungry, his craving for food as frantic as that of a water buffalo.

Then, recently, things changed. He felt full and noticed the sea of ​​blood beneath his feet, realizing he was still chatting with the bartender.

So after putting on a show for the other person, he couldn't hold back his nausea any longer. He had to leave the cabin and find a place to release the food or stomach acid in his body.

"Ugh...cough cough...this is so damn uncomfortable, I feel like I can't throw up all the nausea in my stomach...but thankfully, those clones are unaffected..."

Otherwise, it would be difficult to suppress those people.

After vomiting for a while, he finally felt a little better when someone patted him on the shoulder, which startled him again.

Then, he used the same trick again, deleting the message and then poking the other person in the back with his phone. The other person, again, raised their hands.

"What are you doing here?"

Chen covered his mouth, then suddenly remembered something.

"Why...why can you speak, but the others can't? Who are you? What is the Emperor? If you don't tell me, I'll kill you...waaaah..."

As he spoke, Chen grew increasingly anxious and vomited a lot, which landed at the captain's feet, staining his trouser legs with filth.

"Don't move! Don't...don't turn around."

"Sigh, sir... I can only answer one sentence to your series of questions... I know nothing, including who I am, because I was also a victim of the party."

"Also, sir, you're holding your phone upside down. It doesn't feel like a gun barrel anymore; it's really not very precise..."

Chen glanced at the captain who had turned around, nodded slightly to him, and then leaned back against the ship's side.

"Waaah..."

"Slow down...slow down."

The captain patted him on the back affectionately.

A few minutes later.

"I can't vomit anymore, I'm going to die."

Chen plopped down on the deck, hands on the ground, looking up at the star-studded sky, and complained with all his might.

"Sir...is your battle over? Probably not yet?"

"Yes, my clone is fighting for me; it should be over soon..."

Chen turned his head and stared at the captain.

"So now... you should be able to tell me what a victim is, right?"