Chapter 78 Decapitation Therapy
"Let me go...I am willing to obey!"
Faced with the suffocating fear, Fugo's mental defenses finally collapsed.
He was forced to abandon his dignity and beliefs, and bow his head to the demon that stole his body and played with his soul:
"Purple smoke..."
“Come out!”
Fugo used his consciousness, which had been tortured to the point of being a little dazed, to summon a substitute according to Oranto's orders.
Orlanto immediately took advantage of the situation and gave Fugo, who was already in a trance due to pain and fear, a mental suggestion:
"Go ahead, help me get rid of those guys who are in the way!"
"yes."
A complex and indescribable emotion surged in Fugo's heart.
He instinctively didn't want to be this monster's lackey, but in the end he still showed obedience stupidly.
Zi Yan then let out a wild beast-like roar, and a pair of eyes filled with brutality stared straight ahead.
“Very good…very good…”
Oranto was laughing wildly.
Although strictly speaking he only has Fugo as his fighting force, Orlanto is full of confidence in this battle:
On the one hand, with his miraculous means of "stimulating hormone secretion" and "releasing muscle restrictions", Fugo can definitely exert a combat power far beyond his usual level.
On the one hand, he had long observed that Abbaccio and Narancia, one injured and the other sick, had been paddling throughout the whole process and had made no progress, while Giorno and Bucciarati were seriously injured and bleeding profusely and were unable to move.
If you think carefully, the only one who can fight on the opposite side is Li Qing.
"Help me achieve victory, dear host!"
Along with the disturbing spiritual suggestion, Oranto's voice became more and more arrogant.
However, this arrogance quickly disappeared.
Because Giorno and Bucciarati, the two seriously injured soldiers who should have been dying, are now alive and kicking.
"How is that possible?"
"How come their injuries healed so quickly!"
Orlanto was busy simulating a realistic scene of "library fight" for Fugo, and he was unable to pay attention to other things at the same time.
But in just a few seconds...
When Orlanto came to his senses, the two guys with one foot in the urn were actually still alive?
He was instinctively in shock.
At the same time, Li Qing and Bucciarati had already followed the pre-arranged battle plan and faced Zi Yan who was charging forward without hesitation.
Antiviral serum can be supplied in unlimited quantities, so Zi Yan's killer virus will no longer pose a threat to people.
Once the ability bonus of the killing virus is gone, Zi Yan is just a blank slate who can only attack with normal attacks, and he is also the kind of reckless guy with a dull mind.
Soon, it encountered a kind of humiliation that it had never experienced since its birth, and experienced what it felt like to be beaten in the face.
"Go ahead, golden experience!"
Seeing that Zi Yan was successfully restrained, Giorno immediately rushed forward with the Golden Experience, with the blade pointing directly at Fugo's body that was parasitized by Orlanto.
The next second, the dense fists like a storm occupied Fugo's entire field of vision:
"Wood big wood big wood big wood big!"
"hateful…"
"He actually attacked the main body directly. Isn't he afraid of hurting the little ghost that I parasitized?"
Oranto was slightly surprised.
He immediately forcibly took over Fugo's torso and limbs, and forcibly removed the restrictions on the muscles in a way that would cause permanent damage to the human body, allowing this ordinary body to burst out with the strength to fight with the stand.
Fugo was controlled by Oranto, and Golden Experience was controlled by Giorno. The two's fists kept colliding in the air, causing a huge air vibration.
"This guy is going all out..."
"Does he want to directly beat the host into a disability, and then control both me and the host?"
While Orlanto was busy manipulating Fugo to fight with Golden Experience, he couldn't help but guess Giorno's intentions in his heart.
As it turned out, his guess was far from bold enough.
When Golden Experience was fighting with Fugo, Giorno had already circled around Fugo like a ghost and showed his sharp dagger.
The dagger gleamed with cold light, making Oranto's neck feel cold.
Although he himself has no neck, in order to better control the host's battle, he is now in real-time "perceptual communication" with Fugo.
He could feel everything that Fugo could feel.
“Hello…”
Orlanto was slightly stunned, and then he sneered:
"What are you doing with the knife?"
"You don't think you can cut me off from my host with a knife?"
"Idiot! My body has long been integrated into this guy's flesh and blood. There is absolutely no way that it can be separated from him!"
"I know."
Giorno's voice was as cold as the blade:
"So, I'll chop you and him together!"
The moment these words rang out, he had already drawn his sword.
The indestructible blade first caused a sharp sound in the air, and then easily cut open the back of Fugo's neck like a hot knife cutting butter, severing Fugo's cervical vertebrae and tearing the numerous blood vessels, muscles and nerves.
"ah?!"
Orlanto suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and this time it was really cold.
This is especially true of Fugo.
He didn't even have time to react before he saw himself flying into the air while his body fell to the ground.
The next moment, the purple smoke disappeared into thin air, and Orlanto was also motionless.
The face growing on Fugo's body, just like Fugo's body that fell to the ground, first stopped moving suddenly, and then began to twitch slightly unconsciously.
"What have you done!!!"
A roar suddenly erupted from the ground.
Of course, the one who spoke was not Orlanto and Fugo who were unable to speak, but Bucciarati whose face was full of shock and anger.
He entrusted Fugo's life to Giorno, but he didn't expect Giorno's solution to be so simple and crude.
Giorno didn't respond.
He knew that Bucciarati would be worried about his companions' strong reaction, so he didn't waste any words from the beginning.
Facing the shock and confusion of those around him, Giorno directly responded with facts:
"Wood big wood big wood big wood big!"
While Fugo's brain was still warm, Golden Experience began to pound the ground frantically.
The cement blocks on the road were infused with a massive amount of vitality and soon began to wriggle, twist and deform, eventually turning into a constantly beating mass of flesh about the size of a basketball.
Then, Giorno lifted Fugo's head and pressed it casually on the meat ball——
Fugo's broken neck was actually connected to this strange mass of flesh without hands or feet!
“Aaaaaaah!”
Fugo let out an indescribable howl:
"well?"
"I can actually speak?"
"etc…"
He lowered his eyes and looked clearly at the lump of flesh growing under his neck, which was not much bigger than his head.
"What the hell is this?!"
"This is the temporary body I made for you."
"There is a simple life support system inside, which can ensure that you will not die for the time being."
Giorno explained in a calm tone.
"Body?"
Fugo was almost going crazy.
He thought Orlanto was the biggest pervert he had ever seen, but he didn't expect that there would be another madman attacking him:
"What the hell!"
"Who the hell wants to live in such a weird body!"
Fugo couldn't help but swear.
He wanted to jump up and slap Giorno.
But his body now looked like a cheap snowman made of two balls stacked together, and he couldn't make any movements at all.
"Don't worry."
Giorno gently picked up Fugo from the ground:
"I told you, this is just a 'temporary' body."
"The internal structure of the human body is too complicated to create a complete body so quickly."
"This meat|ball can at least save your life. When the battle is over, I will slowly help you restore your body."
"I see…"
Hearing this, Fugo, who was almost going crazy, finally calmed down:
"That means I can become a normal person again, right?"
"Wait…what about Oranto?"
He suddenly realized what was happening, and immediately turned his worry into joy:
"I see! "
"If I discard the body that's been parasitized, the parasite won't be able to do anything to me!"
"That's right."
Giorno nodded, and then turned his gaze to the headless body lying on the ground not far away:
After losing its head, it was completely motionless.
And Oranto, who was living on the corpse, seemed to have stopped breathing.
“It worked.”
"That monster should be dead."
Giorno breathed a sigh of relief.
However, at this moment, a very teasing voice sounded in his ears:
"Yeah?"
"Are you sure...I'm dead?"
The one who spoke was the head held by Giorno.
However, this voice did not belong to Fugo.
