Chapter 254 A Moment of Hope
Polnareff was stunned.
Illuso's voice was even more playful:
"Don't you understand yet?"
"All objects in this mirror world are just 'images' of objects in reality."
"Of course, humans cannot have any influence on a phantom, so you cannot pick up, move, or destroy anything in this mirror world."
There was something despairing about these words.
Polnareff suddenly realized where the other party's confidence in winning came from:
Because Illuso can use items at will in this world, and has a stand to accompany him in battle.
All Polnareff could use was a pair of bare fists he brought from the outside world, and he couldn't get any other help.
This is a fundamentally asymmetrical battle.
No matter how weak the man in the mirror is, he cannot be defeated by a human with bare hands - except Jotaro, of course.
"Damn it, if that's the case..."
"Didn't I lose the moment I was dragged into this mirror world?"
Polnareff muttered to himself helplessly.
But Illuso's face quickly turned cold and he continued his unfinished battle, or rather, execution.
"The man in the mirror, kill him!"
Illuso himself stood carefully next to the car a few meters away.
In order to prevent an accident, he had no intention of letting Polnareff get close to his real body.
The humanoid stand named Mirror Man used its ample range to protect its master from a distance and pounced on Polnareff again.
The punch was swift and powerful. Although it was far from fast enough for people to see clearly, it was extremely difficult to dodge.
Polnareff had been in a wheelchair for many years and only regained his healthy body last night.
He hadn't been able to fight for too long, and even if his body recovered, his skills were still not as good as the swordsmanship master he was in his prime in his youth.
What's more, he doesn't have a sword in his hand now.
Facing the oncoming iron fist of the man in the mirror, Polnareff could only raise his arms to block it awkwardly.
The powerful fist hit him hard between his arms. The huge force instantly shook off the two arms that were in the way and poured directly onto the scarred face.
Polnareff's head was knocked sideways by the punch.
He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and then staggered to the side.
The fist of the person in the mirror immediately followed his collapsed body like an impossible-to-get-away nightmare.
"no…"
"I will definitely lose if I continue like this."
If you can't win, you can't win. It's impossible for a person to suddenly burst out with strength by shouting slogans or recalling memories.
In a situation where you are completely unable to defeat the enemy, the weaker the enemy is, the worse the situation becomes.
Because that would only make the weak die slower and be tortured more miserably.
Polnareff, who is now being beaten like a chicken by the man in the mirror, is facing such a terrible situation.
"I have to find a way to attack him... otherwise I can only sit there and wait for death."
"So, in this mirror world, is there any way for me to hurt him?"
Polnareff was thinking as hard as he could.
No matter how hard the punches were, it did not affect the functioning of his brain.
Finally, a vague idea emerged in his mind:
"Since the objects in this mirror world are just 'images' of objects in reality..."
"Then as long as I can change the objects in reality, the objects in the mirror world should be able to change accordingly, right?"
Polnareff thought so and immediately noticed Illuso who was standing far away next to the car.
The large window glass of the car behind Illuso can serve as a "display screen" for him to see the outside world, that is, the real world.
"I see... My silver chariot is standing next to the car outside."
"If I ask it to turn its body to the 3 o'clock position and then thrust the sword at the car body..."
Polnareff's thoughts became clearer:
"Maybe I can destroy the car's gas tank!"
Thinking of this, he immediately gave orders in his mind to his substitute who stayed in another world.
The silver knight that appeared in the mirror
The sword light tore through the iron sheet of the car body in an instant and pierced the car's fuel tank.
As the sword danced, the gasoline in the tank gushed out along with the silver blade, spraying out a colorful oil droplet in the air.
"What... is that sound?!"
Illuso in the mirror world was shocked.
Because at the moment when the oil tank ruptured and oil gushed out in the real world, the oil tank of the car in the mirror world also ruptured.
The oil suddenly gushed out in the mirror world, catching Illuso off guard and spraying him with gasoline.
Fortunately, his reaction was timely and alert enough.
The moment he heard the sound of the sword tearing through the iron behind him, Illuso subconsciously rolled to the side to dodge.
Even though he was inevitably covered in gasoline, he immediately got away from the car with a damaged fuel tank.
The rolling distance of several meters ensured his safety.
"That was a close call... You actually tried to use the characteristics of the mirror world to directly attack my real body."
"If I had been a step slower, that guy's double would have already set the gasoline on fire, right?"
Illuso wiped the gasoline from his face, thinking in shock.
At the same time, his gaze towards Polnareff became more cautious:
"You figured out a way to fight back so quickly."
"This uncle really makes me feel like I can't relax at all."
"In that case, the man in the mirror—"
Illuso gritted his teeth and ordered:
"Don't give him the chance to see the mirror!"
Polnareff was able to control the Silver Chariot and do such a dangerous thing just now only because he saw the situation in the real world through the mirror and grasped the specific position where the Silver Chariot was standing.
So as long as he is not allowed to see the mirror, he will naturally not be able to do anything with the silver chariot that is blocked outside.
So, the frightened Illuso immediately launched a more fierce and cautious attack.
On the one hand, he quietly retreated more than ten meters away, keeping his main body at an absolute safe distance from the dangerous oil-leaking car and Polnareff, who might have some hidden cards.
On the other hand, taking advantage of the mirror man's ample range in the mirror world, Illuso began to remotely control the stand to launch attacks.
The man in the mirror rushed forward again.
This time it was no longer a simple attack or beating, but it pushed Polnareff in one direction with a very purposeful move.
That's the direction the front of the car is facing.
Because the windshield is blocked by the hood, the only mirror in this direction is a narrow metal strip embedded in the front of the car.
This was the "mirror blind spot" that Polnareff had created before in order to escape, but now it has become an excellent battlefield for Illuso to cut off his contact with the outside world.
"Kill him right there!"
Illuso yelled from a distance .
Amid this roar, the man in the mirror dragged Polnareff to the front of the car and started a new round of even more brutal beating.
The fist hit the chest and abdomen, the most vulnerable part of the human body, without hesitation. The huge force like a huge wave hit Polnareff's internal organs again and again.
Polnareff's defense became increasingly difficult and unsustainable.
But he couldn't do anything.
Because Illuso was already on guard, this guy was standing more than ten meters away, so even if the silver chariot could really detonate the car, it would not reach him.
What's worse is that Polnareff can't see the situation outside, nor the specific location of the silver chariot. He can only vaguely remember that the silver chariot is still standing on the side of the car.
"No... we can't go on like this."
"I can't do anything in the mirror world. If I want to win, I have to start from the outside world."
"Although I have no idea how to turn the situation around and I don't see any hope at all, but..."
"I have to at least see outside, see what's going on outside—"
"Otherwise, I wouldn't even have the chance to discover that slight possibility."
Polnareff gritted his teeth and thought so resolutely.
Perhaps the human body could really unleash its potential. At this moment, he completely gave up on defense. He did not try to block the blow, but desperately faced the fist of the man in the mirror...
He squatted down.
This squatting certainly does not mean surrendering to the enemy.
He just wanted to allow his vision to bypass the obstruction from the crotch of the person in the mirror and see the narrow metal strip embedded in the front of the car.
The metal strip was really narrow, and it was several meters away from Polnareff at the moment.
Can you really see anything if you take a glance from such a distance?
It was just a brief moment of imagery.
In this brief blurry image, no one could guarantee that he would be able to see any useful clues.
For this brief moment, this opportunity with a very small probability, Polnareff gave up on defense and completely exposed his vital points to the enemy's fist.
The man in the mirror then took advantage of the situation and punched Polnareff hard on the head.
The punch caused his head to bleed.
Pain and dizziness spread from his brain throughout his body, making his entire body tremble.
But Polnareff originally anxious and confused eyes brightened:
“That moment…”
“I…saw it!”
It was like the ray of sunshine that shone into the Cairo Mansion more than a decade ago.
In the darkness, he grasped at hope.
