Chapter 72 The World! ! !
Dior looked at Tai Zheng Gu Tian with a disdainful sneer on his face.
He seemed to be watching a poor performance, and felt both ridiculous and sad about Taizheng Gutian's behavior.
"Hoho, not only did you not run away, but you walked straight towards me?" Dio's tone was full of ridicule and contempt.
"The Breath of Flame, the Vortex of Prosperous Flame." Taisho Furuta roared, and all his strength was concentrated on the Nichirin Sword in his hand.
He brandished his sword, centering on himself, and instantly unleashed a large-scale swirling fire slash.
This fire slash was like an angry fire dragon, with the power to destroy everything, and it suddenly attacked Dio Brando.
The roar of the fire dragon was deafening, and the temperature of the flames seemed to melt everything, scorching and twisting the surrounding air.
"TheWorld!!!"
Dio's low voice echoed in the air like an ancient mantra.
As the sound spread, an indescribable wave surged out of Dio's body, and invisible ripples rippled in the air.
Under the influence of this wave of fluctuations, all the colors around him were instantly stripped away, falling into a gray world.
The churning tongues of fire and the dancing firelight beside Taizheng Gutian have all lost their movement, as if they were frozen in a still picture.
The overturned tables and chairs also stayed in mid-air, no longer bound by gravity, just floating quietly like that.
At this moment, except for Dio, all the objects around him fell into a state of time stasis.
The whole world seemed to stop for him at this moment, and he was the only master of this still time and space.
Dio Brando slowly stepped forward and calmly avoided Taizheng Furuta's fatal blow.
Every step seemed so leisurely, as if he was strolling in his own courtyard.
'One second, two seconds, three seconds.'
In the still world, Dior had a playful smile on his lips, silently meditating on time while observing Taizheng Furuta's expression that was frozen due to the stillness of time.
When Dior read to the third second, the surrounding environment suddenly returned to its normal color as if it were a painting injected with life.
The shackles of time standing still were ruthlessly broken at this moment, and the invisible shackles were instantly destroyed.
The flames that had been suspended regained their raging power. They danced wildly and continued to devour everything around them according to their previous trajectory.
The overturned tables and chairs seemed to have been liberated, rolling and colliding on the ground again, making loud sounds.
The flame slash broke through the roof of the restaurant with destructive power, and the fiery tongues of flames crazily devoured everything around it.
Dio frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied with his own power being suppressed.
"Only three seconds of duration? It's so miserable to be suppressed." Dior's tone revealed a little helplessness.
After launching that attack with all his body's strength, Taizheng Gutian felt a sense of emptiness and exhaustion.
Looking up, the place where Dio Brando originally stood was empty, as if he had never appeared.
"Not bad! Such an offensive application method is really amazing."
In Dio's eyes, although Taizheng Furuta's ripple power was weak, the fighting power he displayed was astonishing.
This perfect combination of strength and skill made Dio very interested in the breathing method of the Demon Slayers. You must know that the normal ripple breathing method focuses on cultivating the body, strengthening the body and delaying aging.
However, the Breathing Technique of the Demon Slayers completely subverts this concept and brings the power of ripples to the extreme. Everything is created for fighting.
This breathing method is not only not beneficial to the body, but also increases the pressure on the body. It is simply drinking poison to quench thirst. The longer the battle lasts, the shorter the user's life span will be.
This desperate fighting style shocked Dio. Even a lunatic like him had never seen such an extreme fighting method.
After roughly understanding Taizheng Gutian's strength and breathing skills, Dio slowly approached Taizheng Gutian, his eyes shining with a deep light, as if he could penetrate all appearances and reach deep into his soul.
He whispered softly, and every word seemed to have magic power, slowly invading Taizheng Gutian's ears, and then penetrated into his consciousness.
Under the influence of Dior's hypnosis, Taizheng Gutian's eyes gradually became hollow and confused.
He seemed to be trapped in an endless dream, unable to extricate himself.
As Taizheng Gutian narrated, Dior gradually unveiled the veil of this world.
He learned about the existence of evil spirits, the mission of the Demon Slayer Squad, and the secrets of breathing techniques.
This information gave Dio a more comprehensive understanding of the world, and also made him aware of some unusual places.
After understanding the general situation, Dio Brando punched out suddenly, and the powerful force instantly penetrated Taizheng Furuta's head.
Taizheng Gutian's body fell heavily to the floor, blood gushes from the broken head and quickly dyed the ground red.
Dio slowly stood up and walked to the window to overlook the distant scenery.
The breeze ruffled his hair, but it couldn't dissipate the cold aura on his body.
"Kid, please don't let me drag you out." An evil smile appeared on Dio's lips. This world is destined to have only one big villain, and that is Dio Brando.
In a secret hut in the Infinite City that was isolated by Naruto's ability, the Waxing Moons gathered together to discuss the future after Tsujimu Onii's tragic death.
Yuhu's unique perception ability was like an invisible net that enveloped the entire room, ensuring that their conversation would not be interrupted by any uninvited guests.
Under this layer of protection, the atmosphere in the house seemed a bit dull and depressing.
Hantengu lay on the ground, not wanting to participate in the discussion about this matter. He seemed indifferent to Kibutsuji Mukai's death, as if it was just a distant storm.
Sitting on the futon, Yiwozao had an impatient smile on his face, as if he was tired of this discussion.
He advocates strength and believes that strength is the master of everything.
He doesn't care who will become the new Ghost King, as long as that person can show the power that convinces him.
The newly added Dior Brando undoubtedly left an indelible impression on Yi Wo Zuo.
In the eyes of Yi Wo Zuo, a strong man like Dio is the ghost king he recognizes.
However, when it comes to Wu Han, Yiwozuo's attitude is completely different.
His disgust for Wu Han was almost beyond words.
If it weren't for Dio's order, Yiwozuo could no longer bear Wu Han's presence and rushed forward to twist off his head.
(End of chapter)