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Zhang Xiao didn't have much time to study why the ring was in the hands of dIo, because before he knew it, dIo opened his eyes.

dIo reached out and touched the back shoulder and neck. The birthmark representing the blood of this body, and his eyes looked at the zenith of the dark room.

His vision seemed to be unhindered by the walls, and he passed through the space and saw the sky.

"It's dark..."

dIo said so, and then he stood up.

In the darkness, there seems to be a heavier faint arrival, which is a color that transcends the color and a color that erodes reality.

And the body that brings this dark shadow is so charming, tall, strong, and a combination of strength and beauty.

Although this body is not actually dIo, it is this body that belongs to his life and death enemy that truly gives him ultimate perfection.

dIo walked down the high stairs step by step. His degree was not fast, only calmness and silence, which was completely different from his previous image.

He is not like a vicious man at all now, but rather like a gentleman who attends a banquet, meeting a lingering period, like... that day when he was still a human being.

But just as time does not flow back, dIo will not miss the days of mankind.

Just like at this moment, he stepped out of the hall of darkness, and the lights shone brightly, reflecting a golden and extraordinary handsome dIo like the reincarnation of the prince of light, as if he was walking from darkness to light.

But dIo did not surrender to the light, and his stepping into it was the beginning of darkness engulfing the light. The lights swayed, and the warm light suddenly cooled down, the chill was infiltrating, and the light gradually dimmed.

dIo seems to be unaware of it, step by step, driving out light and leading darkness.

When he walked to a mirror reflecting his current appearance, dIo stopped and looked at his current familiar and strange appearance. For the first time, dIo's face showed a human expression.

It was not cruel, not ridicule, not sadness, nor joy, it was a strange nostalgia, with a feeling that dIo was not so clear about.

"Ah, my brother, the ever gentleman JoJo, for some reason, I always think of you lately."

dIo touched his face, and gently stroked his chest, as if feeling his heartbeat that was not his own.

"You have been dead for so many years and even your body has been taken away by me, so why bother me in my mind?"

dIo's words seem sad and resentful, but the voice is very calm. The rare human feelings have disappeared, and replaced by the extreme side of non-humanity.

"No, maybe you just want to remind me that our evil fate has not yet ended...I have not completed my victory against myself."

The gentleman's dIo completely disappeared, and Zhang Kuang Ao appeared on dIo's face. He clenched his fists and smashed the mirror in front of him with one punch.

Crazy————!!

This punch shattered the mirror and also shattered the witness of seeing him, the weak side.

Without looking at the mirror that was broken into pieces on the ground, dIo raised his hand and looked at his fist that was not hurt and not even broken, the more he was sure of his correctness.

Human beings are weak, and weakness cannot give birth to true power.

Conquer, then dominate.

It is definitely not humans who can support all his ambitions.

"JoJo... Does Jostar have any descendants?"

The body belonging to Da Qiao allows dIo to feel the bloodline of the Jostar family. Although dIo cannot determine the specific number and direction due to distance, he already feels that the reason why he is restless is the bloodline that is in line with his body.

This made dIo feel strange, from closeness from bloodline and disgust from spirituality, and this opposing emotion made him unable to help but become manic.

However, dIo is also unwilling to kill descendants of the Joesta family.

It’s not that he has nostalgia for the Joesta family, but that he has the power of gods, and he is really not interested in doing such a waste of time.

Moreover, for some reason, dIo always has expectations in his heart, expecting that his "brother" bloodline would eventually come to him.

"JoJo, then I will kill them with my own hands and send them to accompany you so that you will no longer be alone in another world."

dIo's face was serious, he believed that there would be this day.

...

The moonlight is cool, and even the hot desert is not restless at night. The biting wind blows from somewhere. Compared to the daytime, the desert at night is even more terrifying and difficult to deal with.

dIo could not feel this at all. After seizing Da Qiao's body, he always felt the strength from his body.

Even though he was weak and dying at the bottom of the sea at that time, this powerful feeling kept arousing his confidence.

This was a very wonderful experience. At first he felt that it might be an illusion or some other reason, but over the past few decades, dIo has realized that it was not an illusion, nor did it come from his vampire bloodline, nor did it come from the past when Da Qiao used ripple qigong to exercise his body, but a deeper fit, as if this was his body, and only this was his real body.

dIo doesn't feel that his feelings are wrong. He is self-centered and just looks for new answers based on his feelings.

He eventually found other explanations, which even changed his understanding of the world.

Perhaps, the world is not the only one.

It is precisely this wonderful experience that has given dIo a deeper understanding of the world, and even the substitute ability that awakened not long ago was unparalleledly powerful.

Therefore, he named his substitute "World", and he also had new desires.

That... is a desire to take off.

dIo realizes that perhaps the world is a prison.

If an ordinary person has such an idea, it is just a delusion. Not only can he not prove it, he will even drive himself crazy.

However, dIo is not an ordinary person. He not only has a new force again, but also has invincible power.

He felt that in this world, even if he was a prisoner, he was the king among prisoners.

Apart from illusory freedom, nothing is something he cannot get.

So, he proved this.

With his full pursuit, he finally came here - Egypt, one of the four ancient civilizations.

Here, he finally found traces of another world.

Standing under the magnificent pyramid, it seemed to be deep in the darkness, and it seemed as if he was darkness. I'd pull back my thoughts and look at the pocket watch in my hand.

"It should be almost done if you calculate the time."

Before he finished speaking, a strange color suddenly flashed across the seal ring worn on his fingers.

dIo did not miss this scene, she immediately raised her head and looked at the moon in the sky.

And the sky also changed at this time.

The bright moon suddenly became dark, and the silver became dark red, as if it was stained with stains. It was not blood, but a darker color.

It's like the original color of the moon, washing away the "grain" and the true color.

This is a total lunar eclipse.

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Chapter completed!