novelraw Chapter 71 God
Chapter 71 God
"Sigh, how could we possibly find him? Joe is most likely not here... And how could he possibly be a guest killer?"
Hol Holmes searched for about ten minutes before giving up. After making sure Diablo wouldn't return, he went to the prince to complain.
"I also don't think it could be him, but at the time, he had a major conflict with Tobio, and it's normal for Tobio to want to hunt him down and kill him. But in fact, Joe really couldn't be on this ship. After all, his curse can cover half the earth, and it would be easy for him to do anything on the ship."
The prince sighed and began to play with the natural wind in his hand.
"What should we do? What if that madman kills us because we haven't found him?"
"I... I don't know either... If there's really no other way, then let's put up a last-ditch effort. I'll try my best to collect the natural wind from the sea these days, and I'll also try my best to protect you."
The prince could no longer harbor any illusions, because from Diablo's serious conversation at the time, it was clear that the other party had become a complete madman who cared nothing for human feelings or human lives.
"Your Majesty the Prince."
Someone pushed the door open and entered, startling Holmes.
He was one of the prince's subordinates.
"Some passengers who had escaped in small boats earlier have returned, seemingly realizing that the ship is now safe and wanting to board."
"Hmph, those selfish people! They robbed all those few small boats as soon as trouble happened, not even giving the prince a chance to escape! Luckily, the prince is strong enough!"
Hol Holmes seemed very angry, mocking and rebuking these cowardly cowards.
"That..."
"Let them come up, Hol Hols. You go and meet them, then find a place where Tobio can't find you to rest. Otherwise, your twitching eyelids are almost too weak to keep up."
"Alright, Your Highness..."
The passengers who boarded were all unfamiliar faces to Holmes, but he would give each one a hard time, and no one dared to speak.
"Hey, Hol Holmes, you're still alive?"
Almost all the passengers boarded the ship, but someone suddenly started hurling insults at Hol Hols behind him.
He turned his head angrily, but didn't see anything until someone tapped his toes with a cane, causing him to look down in pain.
It was an old man he didn't recognize.
Who the hell are you?
"You can try to guess, or you can try to find my answer in your dead-fish-like brain that has almost no intelligence..."
Hol Hols drew his gun.
"Hey...hey, wait! Hol Hol, it's me, Oingo, God Knum, Oingo!"
The old man broke out in a cold sweat, staring at the emperor in the other man's hand and blinking nervously.
"Oh, that bastard who likes to disguise himself! You're still alive?"
He began loading the gun.
"Hey, Hol Holmes!"
The old man quickly tore off his mask and finally transformed into his original height and appearance in front of Hol Holus. He was indeed Oingo, one of the Nine Gods, whom he had not seen for nearly ten years.
"So, why did you suddenly disguise yourself and board the ship? And... where's Boingo?"
Hol Hols still pointed his gun at him.
"Could you... could you please put the gun away?"
Hol Hols stomped on the other man's instep, making him wince in pain.
"Okay, it's paid off."
Hol Holmes whistled as he prepared to leave.
"Hello!"
"Don't just stand there, come in and let's talk."
"..."
They randomly found a bed in an ordinary cabin and sat down; there was no one around.
"So, how come I've never seen you before, and you never greeted me?"
"I saw you earlier, but given the old man's condition, he just didn't want to say hello."
Oingo learned to smoke. He took out a cheap cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and gestured for Hol Holz to have one, but Holz refused.
"...What's your purpose? Where are your brothers?"
"Would you believe me if I said I just wanted to broaden my horizons? Okay, I came here for Boingo. His Stand, Toto, seems to have contracted a strange illness, and I also learned about the existence of certain arrows here, so I thought..."
"The stand-in got sick? Did I hear that right? Or are you out of your mind?"
Hol Holmes chuckled softly, then realized the other person was serious.
"Where did you get that from?"
"He developed a condition similar to granulation tissue, which grew on his forehead. I would normally consider it a minor ailment, but a granulation tissue also grew on the cover of his comic book! That shouldn't be the case... Even if a Stand user gets pimples, it shouldn't be the Stand... Even a comic book can get pimples! So, it can only be that the Stand is sick."
"Oh... I see. I don't know why this kind of confidential information about the auction item was leaked, nor do I know why you think this arrow is a lifeline... But don't even think about it. That arrow is not something you can use. Not only is it a curse of the Stand user, but it's also in the hands of a vicious person right now. You have no chance of getting that arrow."
Eingo sighed sullenly.
"I actually already guessed it; an arrow that can be put up for auction and not snatched away can't be anything good..."
"So you still want to try your luck? Too bad, with your abilities, even if that arrow were a good thing and useful to you, that madman Tobio would have already run away with it."
"Dorbio? Is he the owner of that arrow? He's not a good person?"
"Extremely vicious, utterly vicious! What does that have to do with good people?"
Hol Holmes yawned and lay down on the bed.
"I need to get some sleep. As for what happened and why the disaster occurred, we'll talk about it when I wake up. Also, you're not allowed to go into the cabin opposite the ship, the innermost room on the first floor. As for the rest, it's up to you... Uh, Doppio is a handsome, much younger red-haired young man with two-colored eyes and black spots in his hair... If you find Doppio and really want to steal the arrow, then use your superior Stand ability to try to provoke him and die at his hands, it's up to you."
Oingo hadn't seen Hol Hols in a long time, and he never expected him to become so sarcastic.
"Hehe, don't worry, I have no intention of provoking him. I'm terrified of dying; I'd avoid him like the plague!"
......
Khnum
Abilities: The Stand can alter its own appearance, hairstyle, body odor, height, voice, etc., perfectly replicating the target's physical characteristics, facilitating infiltration and disguise. However, the Stand cannot change its clothing, nor can it replicate the opponent's combat abilities or memories.
Panel data:
Destructive power: E;
Speed: E;
Growth potential: E;
Precision: E;
Durability: A;
Range: E.