JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 118 The Perceived Hostility Twisted Personality

As soon as Chen Gang stepped out the door, someone started talking.

And Jia Zhuzai, who was always guarding behind Chen Miaowen, saw those sunglasses-wearing guys who were laughing and joking just a second ago suddenly rushing towards the door.

However, their previous expressions were all frozen on their faces, like stickers of expressions. Even expressions like "grinning" that shouldn't appear while running didn't change at all despite the shaking.

"So the party only starts after we leave the cabin?"

Chen didn't turn around, but his stand-in took in everything. After a sigh, he began to act.

The sunglasses-wearing man who was the first to rush behind Chen was cut down by the spider silk of Jia Zhuzai and fell to the ground. His two legs were severed, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead from the pain, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, even as the sweat from the pain dripped into the corners of his mouth.

He still reached out to attack Chen, but he couldn't move and would soon die from excessive bleeding.

Then, because his indomitable hand grabbed Chen's trouser leg, both of his hands were severed by spider silk... He was turned into a human pig, yet he still opened his mouth, still trying to bite Chen.

"Why, why are they all coming this way to me?"

Chen turned away indifferently, ignoring the sunglasses-wearing men who still came for him regardless of everything, and ignoring the sound of the madmen stomping on the floor.

He glanced at the bartender on the steps, the only one not chasing after him, a slight smile on his lips, and asked a question that seemed to be directed at someone.

He actually intended to kill Sunglasses, but he didn't because he followed the party rules. He wanted to see what kind of being the Emperor was and whether he would appear after he met the conditions for taking office.

So the reason he didn't kill him wasn't because of some kind of cowardice in his heart.

"Was it because of hostility... that your personality changed?"

Diablo finally grasped the key point Chen made when he changed his mind, and felt much more at ease.

After all, the ability to sense killing intent is a prerequisite for personality change, which means that Chen himself possesses this concrete ability—the ability to sense hostility at all times. This is an absurd yet useful skill.

Diablo, feeling relieved inside his body, didn't notice that Chen had entered the cabin again.

"Come on, let's settle this and let me ascend the throne."

Chen spread his hands, stepping on the head of the fallen man who was gritting his teeth, provoking the sunglasses-wearing lunatics.

But when he stepped into the cabin, the men in sunglasses changed again. They suddenly broke up and started fighting each other, no longer united against the enemy.

Chen showed no surprise and began to activate his ability.

"King Crimson, the Spider Plague... Split and erase time... I need to resolve this within a minute without killing everyone."

Haha, a change in personality is truly a good thing... Diablo sighed, at least he's become much bolder.

...His splitting ability was still usable, and he hadn't been "poisoned" by Giorno. However, he didn't split into too many clones, as even spider-sized clones would be difficult to fit into the cabin, which was inconvenient for him.

So he only split himself into fifty, but he didn't expect there to be so many of these sunglasses-wearing guys. Not only were there sunglasses-wearing guys on this level of the ship, but there were also sunglasses-wearing guys coming from the next level... Diablo estimated that there must be more than a hundred of them.

However, this number was a piece of cake for Chen. Fifty clones, one clone corresponding to two sunglasses. Although their bodies had turned into the size of spiders, it should take less than two seconds to kill these people, especially since they were still fighting each other.

"Wait... there are Stand users inside..."

As the main clone, Chen saw some strange-looking things standing behind sunglasses. His eyelids twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Diablo was speaking; he was helping Chen observe all possible situations and providing information that Chen might have overlooked.

"Be careful..."

"Um."

In less than a minute, only a group of Spider-Man-like figures and a few sunglasses-wearing men with stand-ins remained on the scene. The rest were nearly a hundred blood-stained sunglasses-wearing men lying on the ground, all of whom had been turned into human pigs.

They even lay together, using the feet of others as stepping stones, which resulted in all Stand users except Spider-Chen having at least seven or eight human pigs under their feet.

The blood of the men in sunglasses had almost completely stained the cabin. If a fire had been set on fire at that moment, it could have turned into a scene straight out of a TV drama, where an entire family would have been wiped out.

However, the bartender standing on the steps was also unharmed. As the party host, Chen had considered making a move against him, but he found that the upper part of the steps seemed untouchable, because there seemed to be an invisible wall there.

Even if he used Little Red King's fist to smash hard against the invisible wall, he wouldn't achieve any effect.

The feeling was as if one were facing the prince's Wind King Barrier, and a very powerful one at that, with an effect equivalent to a barrier formed by the prince collecting natural winds over six months.

"Never mind then... Let's deal with these people first."

Although Chen's personality has changed drastically, he still has to be on high alert when facing these Stand users.

For reasons unknown, these Stand users suddenly joined forces, seemingly deciding to eliminate Chen, their greatest threat, before vying for the throne.

"Because he's a Stand user... he's different from those stupid sunglasses idiots."

Chen gave a barely perceptible smile and began to give orders, personally recalling his remaining clones, leaving only seven ordinary clones and one main clone, each corresponding to one of the remaining seven stand users.

Diablo, who was inside the main clone, didn't understand why Chen was doing this. Clearly, having more clones would have been better.

However, he didn't say anything and decided to stay quiet and watch Chen's actions.

Then he discovered that the main clone he was possessing had actually run off to the dessert section.

"What are you doing?"

I'm hungry.

The main clone finally uttered a relatively normal sentence; in the battle before this, he had only been saying "um" or "okay."

"So what happened to you? Why did you recall your clone?"

"Ah... Boss, that's because of what's called hostility perception."

"Your personality..."

"Yes, it's almost back, but not completely. After all, there are still people who have overwhelming killing intent towards my clone, just not as much."

"But right now, all I can feel is hostility, right? I feel the same as usual."

"What do you mean?"

"What completely twisted my personality was an immeasurable, macroscopic killing intent emanating from nearly a hundred sunglasses-wearing guys. But now most of them are dead, so my twisted personality isn't the main issue anymore... Anyway, the stronger the killing intent, the more twisted I become, right? Haha, the reason I retracted my clones was also because of this incident, to reduce the killing intent a bit. Otherwise, if those Stand users unleashed their even stronger killing intent than ordinary people on these clones, I wouldn't be doing well either... I'd probably be a twisted character for life, right?"

Actually, that's pretty good.

Diablo remained silent, watching Chen Miaowen recklessly stuff a tiny piece of cake into his mouth.