Chapter 214 Terrible Will
In Diavolo's opinion, Giorno had completely miscalculated.
He only expected that Rockrose's fire trap could hurt Diablo, who had the ability to cut time, but he never expected that the Crimson King could not only cut time, but also predict the future.
If you can predict the future, you can see through all traps.
A trap that has been discovered has lost its combat value and may even be used by the enemy to backfire on itself.
Just like now…
The trap that Giorno set with his life completely became a demon that devoured his life.
The large amount of essential oil secreted by rock rose becomes the best fuel.
The fire quickly ignited the oil, setting fire to every plant around Giorno.
There were storms of fire on all sides.
Thick smoke rose up, covering everything.
The flames had spread across the prairie, and Giorno was trapped in this sea of fire, with no way to escape.
As for Diablo, the enemy he was willing to sacrifice his life to defeat, was now standing outside leisurely watching him "suffer the consequences of his own actions."
"Ha ha ha ha."
"I was originally thinking about what kind of punishment I should give you two little brats to relieve my hatred."
"I didn't expect you to come up with such a perfect answer yourself."
Looking at Giorno who was trapped in the flames and unable to escape, Diavolo's smile became more and more distorted:
"Burn it! Burn it harder!"
"Let me watch you dance in the sea of fire, and let the flames burn away all you disgusting bugs!"
Vicious curses echoed in the fire wind.
As for Giorno, just as Diavolo wanted to see, he was forced into a desperate situation by the blazing flames all around him.
Every inch of space around him was filled with twisted tongues of fire.
The rapidly rising temperature had already dried the cold sweat on his forehead and began to burn his unprotected skin.
The naturally curly beautiful golden hair began to turn dry, yellow and burnt in the oven of fire.
The pain of the skin being burned by the flames finally reached a threshold that the brain could no longer bear:
"ah--"
For the first time in his life, Giorno let out such a shrill scream.
The cruelest way to die is to be burned alive.
At this time, people can feel the temperature in their body rising sharply and the water being lost quickly. They can see with the naked eye the cells becoming inactive and dying, and the skin becoming charred and blackened.
The intense pain of being burned by flames was too much for even a man as determined as Giorno to bear.
"Ha ha ha ha."
"This is what happens to those who disobey me!"
Hearing the extremely painful wails in the sea of fire, Diablo smiled with more satisfaction.
There is nothing more beautiful than the painful howl of your enemy before he dies.
If so...
That might be the slight "meaty aroma" mixed in with the thick smoke.
Thinking of this, Diablo took a deep breath of the smoke near the fire, which was actually very choking, and felt happier in his heart.
"Giorno!"
Mista's rapid roar of pain came from the other side of the fire.
Diablo couldn't see Mista's figure through the blazing flames, but he could hear the powerlessness and despair in his voice:
"Giorno, Giorno!"
Mista no longer had the strength to resist.
He could only look at the sea of fire in despair, looking at his companions struggling in the fire, calling out weakly again and again.
"Oh, right..."
"And you, Guido Mista."
Diavolo withdrew his gaze from Giorno, who was about to be burned to death, with a lingering feeling.
He remembered that he still had an enemy that he hadn't killed:
"Aren't you very concerned about this blond kid?"
"In that case, I will throw you into the fire as well so that you can have a good reunion."
After all, Jotaro could be here at any time, and since he had made enough of a fuss, he had to wrap it up and leave.
As he said this, Diablo prepared to find a way to get close to Mista.
Mista had been sent far behind by Giorno before, and was now separated from the other side by the fire.
To bypass the fire and kill Mista, you have to use a substitute to climb back to the second floor, and then use the circular floor on the second floor to go around half a circle.
“What a hassle…”
Diablo thought about it, and finally decided to act quickly:
He stopped admiring the tragic sight of Giorno struggling in the flames, but turned around and took quick steps forward.
However…
Just with that one step, something went wrong.
Diablo was horrified to find that he could not control his body's center of gravity.
He took a step forward, but he staggered and almost fell.
"What are you doing..."
Diablo suddenly raised his hand to support his forehead.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his brain.
A strong feeling of dizziness came over me.
There was also an abnormal excitement and frenzy that had been there since he first began to admire Giorno's death.
This abnormal emotional fluctuation made him mentally numb, so much so that he didn't even pay attention to his aching and dizzy head, and his body that was gradually losing control.
"how so…"
"I, am I poisoned? When?"
"Those plants...are just flammable substances...how could I be poisoned!"
Diablo muttered to himself with a dull look on his face.
His vision began to blur, and he even showed signs of hallucinations.
Just then…
"Mu-doo-mu-doo-mu!"
"Mu-doo-mu-doo-mu!"
In the fire, Giorno, who had been silently enduring the burns of the flames, suddenly burst out with unexpected power at this moment.
The golden fist shadow danced wildly in the flames.
Plants covered with mist rose from the burning earth.
"That... is a lotus?"
Diablo was stunned.
What he didn't know was that the water content in lotus and other aquatic plants can reach an astonishing 98%.
If one has the ability to create plants, then one naturally also has the ability to create water .
With enough water, the fire can be put out.
At this moment, most of Giorno's skin had been burned.
Such extensive burns were enough to threaten his life, but his will was never extinguished.
He endured the physical pain, maintained his mental clarity, and mobilized the last of his soul power:
"Golden experience...keep going!"
"Mu-doo-mu-doo-mu!"
Finally, under the shadow of Golden Experience's fist that he tried his best, plants with high water content emerged from the ground.
Water mist rose up in the high temperature, gradually extinguishing the flames surrounding Giorno.
He fell to his knees helplessly.
With injuries all over his body, he fell in the scorched earth that had just been extinguished.
Although he was badly injured, there was no doubt that Giorno survived.
"You... can put out fires?"
Diablo's expression changed drastically:
Giorno has the ability to put out fires, but he just now never used this ability to save himself.
It was obvious that he was not simply enduring the torture just now, but was insisting on implementing his real plan in the pain.
The key to this strategy is not fire, but...
"It's smoke."
Giorno gave the answer.
With his body burned, he could only barely hold his head up, but his charred and red face remained as firm as iron:
"You thought my means of attack was fire..."
"But actually, my real killer move is actually smoke."
"Because there are more than just rock roses in that large area of plants."
"There are many plants in nature that are harmless under normal circumstances, but when burned by flames, they will release highly toxic smoke."
"For example..."
There is no need for Giorno to give examples, Diavolo can tell a lot by himself.
Because the raw materials for the "West Asian local specialties" he sold were one of them.
After hunting geese all day, Diavolo was eventually blinded by the geese. He used his "specialties" to harm thousands of ignorant people, but he never thought that one day he would suffer such a fate.
“Damn it…”
"I...actually...fell into such a poor scheme!"
After the truth was revealed, Diablo felt his head getting more and more dizzy.
If he continues like this, let alone continuing to fight, he'd be lucky not to lose his mind in hallucinations and excitement.
"Yeah... this plan isn't very clever at all ."
"After all, I just want you to let your guard down and breathe in the fumes without noticing."
“So, in order to achieve this…”
"I must endure the pain and let the flames consume my body, so that you will think you have achieved the final victory."
Giorno stood up with difficulty from the embers of the fire.
His body was covered in blood and smoke, and there wasn't a single piece of healthy flesh on his body.
“…”
Diablo was silent.
He finally realized how terrifying this kid in front of him... no, this man was.
The scary thing is not that Giorno could come up with such a cruel plan to himself, but that he could actually endure that level of pain in order to successfully implement this plan.
You know, it is human nature to survive.
But Giorno was able to put out the fire and save himself at any time...
Standing in the flames, watching my precious life burn out bit by bit.
Until he confirmed that the plan was successful, he did not make any attempt to save himself.
This kind of willpower is simply a monster.
"Diabolo..."
Giorno finally straightened his broken body.
Although he no longer had the strength to fight, he once again stood in front of Diablo and protected Mista behind him:
"I said..."
"If you want to get there, kill me first."
His whole body was charred.
Those emerald green pupils were still as bright as fire.
