JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 139 "Candle Dragon" Spreads Across the Globe

"A long time ago, there was a period of time when people were being jumped around. This phenomenon seems to have never stopped and exists in the whole world and among all mankind, and mankind has no memory of this phenomenon."

I know all that. "What I'm asking you is, what kind of organization is the Candle Dragon Clan that researches?"

"Uh...it seems you're aware of this phenomenon too..."

Old Wang cleared his throat, sat up straight in his chair, and his eyes began to light up, as if he were about to announce some earth-shattering news.

"We, Zhulong, are the greatest and most influential organization in the East! ... A paranormal research organization whose mission is to study all the strange things in the world."

"...Are you sure this organization wasn't formed specifically to study this phenomenon? You're treating this one phenomenon as your only area of ​​research, aren't you?"

"...How did you know? But you're not wrong, our ultimate goal is to find the god who stole two days from the entire world!"

When Old Wang got excited, he pulled out some water from the bed to moisten his throat, then felt uneasy under Chen's complicated gaze.

"You don't believe me? Actually, it's quite normal... Although it's a bit embarrassing to say, our organization was only officially established because of these strange events of the past two days, so this mission is the core, and basically the only one... By the way, I was contacted by the central organization in the East and became an organization elder... I found it hard to believe at the time!"

Old Wang became more and more excited as he spoke, while Chen Miaowen wanted to laugh more and more as he listened.

"So, have you made any progress all this time?"

"no."

Chen stretched and prepared to climb into bed. He didn't really want to know anything; he just wanted to see if this Candle Dragon corresponded to him.

The other party would probably only say this much. He knew that Old Wang's organization was unlikely to make any progress; if they had, they wouldn't be treating him this way.

He thought, "At the very least, it should be one of utmost reverence."

"Hey, don't rush to sleep... It's only this early!"

"I'm a victim, a victim! How can I possibly sleep at sea? I'm so tired!"

"Alright then, you go to sleep, I won't disturb you for now."

Old Wang had nothing more to say. He decided to leave and go take care of some things.

So as soon as the door closed, Chen jumped out of bed.

Where are you going?

"Just browsing around, I can't sleep anyway... and I can't follow Old Wang next door, he might be going to meet that Candle Dragon tour group..."

Avoiding trouble was of utmost importance to him. He had a bad feeling that if he stayed here for even a second longer, he would be surrounded by those lunatics and forced to join their organization so that Zhulong could study Zhulong.

"Since it's no longer safe to stay here, let's go find something to eat?"

He pushed open the door, walked out of the cabin, and even had time to use his ability to shrink himself to pass over some passing passengers.

"Hey... Captain, how are those Candle Dragons doing?"

"They're restless, and I don't know what they're up to... but I can't do anything about them for now."

Chen simply stepped out of the cabin, in his spider-sized form, and passed by a corner. He then discovered that the captain was talking to someone in the spot where he had been standing.

What they said just now was quite normal, and Chen also thought it was normal. For an organization like Zhulong that seemed somewhat crazy, they definitely needed to pay more attention.

But the conversation that followed required Chen to stop.

"Uh, Captain, do you know how many Stand users Zhulong and his group have?"

...Again?

……

In the dark alley, Satan had already died three times in his dreams.

The first time, he died without any information.

The second time, after holding their breath and crossing the thin line, about ten meters above the line in the darkness, they were conscious, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and were instantly cut to death by an invisible force.

The third time was strange; while holding their breath, they flew at least a hundred meters upwards and were even able to continue holding their breath.

But under these conditions, they seemed to have triggered a different death condition once again. The flashlights in their hands did not shine to the end, but their vision went black, and they were back in the tomb, just like before.

These are the three specific deaths they experienced, both in dreams and in reality. What they had in common was that Satan didn't even have time to react, even though it had a reaction speed hundreds of times greater than its host... In fact, there was no physical pain; they simply died and returned to their original place.

"...Waaah..."

Yedan no longer had the strength to shout or yell; he could only lean against the wall and weep in despair. His falling tears were filled with nothing but bitter regret.

"Even at the end of the darkness, there are always deadly traps. Hundreds of meters above, there are additional traps that I haven't even seen clearly... In other words, going up into the endless darkness is not an option."

Each time they explore, they are in a dream world; each time they die, they emerge from reality.

Even knowing this, Satan had no other way. His wish-fulfilling ability had no effect in the dream world, and all the wishes he wanted to fulfill were rejected by the rules. His abilities were completely suppressed by this hellish place.

This is indeed an inescapable hell, Satan has begun to acknowledge.

"But...we will never die."

"But... what's the point? Is it any different from real death...?"

"...Come to the dream world."

Yedan paused for a moment, then turned around, looked at the three-headed, six-armed creature behind him, and began to carry the shovel and sword toward the cave entrance.

"There will be a chance... I'll go and cut all those thin threads, even if it takes a long time in reality."

Satan went into the cave, leaving Jethan alone, heartbroken and dejected.

Meanwhile, this pyramid, which should never have been explored, finally welcomed a group of guests. They were people of East Asian descent, with distinctive yellow skin, and consisted of two men and two women.

"What are we doing here? Aren't we supposed to be looking for the so-called Zhulong? Could there be a Zhulong here?"

"These are all instructions from the elders. I don't know why they're interested in the Egyptian pyramids..."

"And are you stupid! How could you possibly find the Candle Dragon so easily? It should be in the sky, right?... Actually, we, these temporarily appointed members of foreign organizations, can just take the money and have some fun... At least we need to put the elders at ease, as for the Candle Dragon or anything like that, we don't need to worry about it too much..."

Why?

"We ordinary people can't find them! Let the truly capable people do the searching; they're all over the world! We're just there to make up the numbers."

A young man, seemingly the leader of the group, remarked on the intense heat of the sun before leading the group through the collapsed gate.

"Besides, the organization has a specific role for us, I don't know how they managed it... But can't we just treat it as a trip? Spending some time inside this strange-looking pyramid... that should be enough to complete the mission, right?"