Ascension journey - 697. Chapter 692

It wasn’t until the Platinum Star’s figure disappeared completely that Polunarew’s stiff body slowly relaxed.

The reflection of the crazy diamond flashed on the body of the pitch black marshal again, healing the three people in the room from the injuries caused by the aftermath of the platinum star’s punch-Polunarev, Joseph and the sleeping innocent Chengtaro. , As for the president who was almost beaten in two… Then there is no need to deal with it, in various senses.

“That’s the power of the’world’? Damn it, it’s been placed…”

After carefully recalling what happened before, remembering the mysterious golden lines that spread from the platinum star’s arms to the evil Yishi’s body, Polunaev took a sigh of ugly expression-obviously, the battle made by heaven before. In the middle, the apostle of the world’s erosion of Jotaro or Platinum Star is far deeper than he imagined.

Platinum Star and the world are almost one side. As long as you are willing to invest, it is not impossible to achieve the kind of short-term forcible control. In some world lines, when Jotaro and Dior are fighting, they often interfere with each other through substitutes. Consciousness, the more serious one can even directly chop off the opponent’s IQ.

“It’s just that the protective dormancy is not enough. It should be heavier when you start with Jotaro…”

Before being strengthened by the soul mechanism of the Silver Chariot and Soul Resurrection, the time of the Platinum Star ceased to be an “event” doomed to occur, and it was unable to touch the changes in the timeline level, even if Polunaev had not yet become fully aware of his stand-in. Synchronization, it is not at all unaware of what will happen in the future——

Just like the King of Crimson who used the time-stop attack to see through the future in the timeline before, and perfectly evaded it by deleting a moment.

However, the platinum star that has been strengthened and initially awakened has a “stop of time” that is similar to its past performance. In fact, its ability has been sublimated to another dimension. It was a little bit before the extra time slice was inserted and the timeline shock occurred. The omens are invisible.

After the timeline turmoil passed, everything was too late-the world was obviously interfering with the parallel world teleportation process of evil deeds and Yi Shi, and the missing piece of Cheng Bin was probably taken to where the world wanted him to go.

Kneeling on the ground, Polunarev, who gave Chengtaro a bunch of DEBUFFs to make up for it, sighed. Then he stood up and looked at Joseph, who had just been relieved because of his relatively weak physique. ——

In the close to confined space, there is no difference between a fist of the Platinum Star and the detonation of a bomb. Even if the injury is repaired in time by the Silver Chariot·Soul Song, the violent shock to the senses and spirit will not be a second or two. It can be alleviated.

Joseph, who was rubbing his forehead, stepped forward. He first took a look at Jotaro’s condition, and then frowned and looked to the other side——

The bloody corpse of the president was paralyzed in the corner with an extremely distorted posture, and the scarlet blood had spread far on the floor.

“What the hell happened, Polunaev? This guy who is known as the president… just died like that?”

“Huh,” Polunaev briefly explained the conjecture about the erosion of the world, and then he glanced at the tragic corpse of the president who was close to fragmentation. “Although I don’t like that guy, I have to admit that he is quite capable. At least, as the life of the Alliance’s closest saint, he can hardly die outside the core territory.”

“However, Polunaev, judging from your current vision and ideas that are closer to’ordinary humans’,’I’ is undoubtedly dead… As the carrier of the pitch black marshal, you are really negligent.”

The air was “opened” by the gray arms like a curtain, and the blond man in a tuxedo walked out from behind the curtain of the air, accompanied by the vice-forecast Yi Shi.

At first glance, this man and the corpse of Fani Valentine on the ground have exactly the same clothes and attire with the same structure and color scheme, and they also have the same blond hair with a shawl curled at the ends.

However, Joseph, who was extremely observant, saw something strange in this man who resembled a president-the texture and luster of his skin were slightly different from the corpse on the side, and his height was more than lying down. The big president on the ground is as short as one or two centimeters.

The most important thing is that although his facial features are very similar to those of the previous presidents, his figure and face are more than a circle thicker.

I looked at the president who was handsome and tough even if he died, and looked at the man standing in front of him, with a fat face so round that his eyes were narrowed, and a faint feeling of wretchedness, Joseph. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he touched the stubble on his chin with a weird look: “Are you…Fani Valentine from another parallel world?”

The chunky version of Valentine glanced at the “self” corpse on the ground, and then said to Joseph: “In the eyes of your ordinary humans, I should be considered as a substitute to obtain the identity, memory, and memory of the dead “I”. Heir to thoughts…

“However, such a view is meaningless for someone like me who synchronizes consciousness with the substitute and promotes the definition of life to a higher level-there is no difference in consciousness between me and me on the earth. You don’t have to care about us too much. That little detail difference between.”

-Is it really just a difference in details? I always feel that in addition to your body and appearance, you have a certain difference in your attitude and personality… Even if your consciousness is synchronized with the substitute, the carrier in different worlds will have different experience tendencies? What kind of life is a saint?

Joseph nodded noncommitantly, and forcibly ignored the weird feeling caused by the difference in appearance and temperament of the two presidents. He turned to the main question and asked: “The previous transmission was disturbed by the erosion of the’world’? Where did your double go?”

Valentine, who was squatting next to his corpse, reached out and fiddled with the hideous wound on the chest and abdomen, and replied casually: “The world card is very accurate. At the moment when I was killed by the platinum star, I can only confirm the transmission. The general direction after being disturbed…”

Standing up, the president rubbed the blood between his fingers, and after a few seconds of silence, he glanced at the lying next to him who was put on a pile of DEBUFF: “I can only say that that guy has a high probability of being Throw it near the eye of heaven.”

“The door to the core area of the’world’?” Polunaev frowned, and he looked at Valentine suspiciously. “Those lunatics must take the path to heaven…it’s inevitable from here. Is it too far? And…

“If the information I got from the Silver Chariot: Soul Resurrection Song is correct, the Eye of Heaven, which was destroyed by the battle between the Platinum Star and the world, should not be completely repaired yet. The environment over there does not support your large span. One-way precise delivery, unless the two ends have close communication and cooperation…

“Valentine, don’t you guys…”

Seeing the vigilance and hostility on Polunarev’s face, and seeing the silver chariot and the soul of the other side slowly appearing next to him, Valentine was silent for a while, and suddenly shrugged: “Anyway, you are awakened. I can see how much I can see after detachment, so I’ll just say it-when I was eroded by the world, I did cooperate with the boat.”

Joseph’s face changed suddenly, and Polunarev closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then his eyes opened in anger and asked with a cold voice: “Do you know what you are doing?! Don’t forget, you are on yourself. The sins that I originally carried have not been washed away, but now I dare to contact the’world’?!”

The corner of Valentine’s mouth dropped, and Polunarew looked at each other blankly.

Before the establishment of the alliance, before the awakening and sublimation of the world, it was him who had the ability to traverse parallel worlds. By coincidence, he came into contact with Dior, who is as powerful as a god and almost omnipotent in the world, in a certain world line. Revealed the mystery of the infinite time and space of the parallel world, and released the demon into a wider time and space.

The horrible disaster that swallowed everything was born in the hands of evil and easy-doing—this was a mistake that Valentine had to redeem no matter what, and it was the root of his burden of sin and hostility by countless substitutes in the alliance.

He has even been an apostle of the “world”!

“My position has gone through countless tests, and I don’t need to prove it to you again…” Facing the increasing invisible pressure from the pitch-dark marshal in the room, Valentine sighed softly, “As the alliance’s big President, my contact with the world naturally has my considerations——

“None of you are beings evolving toward saints, and you can’t feel something hidden behind the infinite world, something…something that makes people doubt a certain’authenticity’…

“Isn’t it weird for you to make those changes in this world? The’world’ will never pay a huge price to do something meaningless for no reason. The’world’ is closer to a saint than me, and he must have noticed those. thing…

“I have to verify my feelings, my guesses, this is very important to the alliance-even if you want to cooperate with the’world’!

“I don’t care what you think, after the world line migrates back to the alliance, you can initiate the alliance assembly to impeach me, but as long as I am the president, I will never change my current choice——”

Looking at the doubtful and hostile two people in front of him, Valentine looked serious, and said every word:

“My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is justice.”