Johnson carefully carried Ghiaccio on his back. He still had to run cautiously with Ghiaccio because his brain had turned into ice, and a slight bump could shatter it. Johnson saw the black letter, which had transformed into hands, return to the back of Ghiaccio's head.
Stopping thought also stops the curse on the little girl, and I'm So Sorry will lose its effect.
However, when the brain stops thinking, the Stand also loses control. So, the moment he took control of his brain, the melting began. In such hot weather, and to ensure cell activity, the area he froze wouldn't be very large. Without the Stand continuously supplying energy, it would melt soon.
Johnson suddenly recalled that in the original work, even after being hit by three pages of Muda, he was still unwilling to let go of that disk. The moment that manga panel froze on him releasing the disk also meant that Ghiaccio had lost his life forever.
This was the perseverance of a true man.
At the same time, daring to abandon thought, entrusting his entire body to Johnson, and having to be careful not to accidentally break his own brain, it seemed Ghiaccio truly trusted Johnson.
I absolutely cannot betray this trust, even though I am just an ordinary Stand User with two and a half days of combat experience!
Johnson Joffrey found a place to put Ghiaccio down; fighting with him was too dangerous.
Johnson Joffrey lured the robot away from Ghiaccio.
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Johnson Joffrey dodged while carefully observing the robot's explosions. The robot's speed wasn't fast, but its explosions were extremely powerful. (Here, 'not fast' is relative to Reversed Hierophant.) And the explosions were indiscriminate. Two more, and this building would definitely not hold up.
The airport terminal was very large and often built artistically. So far, there had only been three explosions, but the terminal was already on the verge of collapsing, which would also endanger Ghiaccio.
The blast radius was about five times the safe distance it announced. And the explosive was air. Whenever it shouted 'blast radius,' a layer of light film would appear around its body. This seemingly fragile light film should serve to isolate the air.
Therefore, it was speculated that the explosive was air, and the reason it didn't explode within the safe range was the absence of air, creating a vacuum. Johnson Joffrey took out a revolver from his waist. There were still two bullets left, which he had used when playing roulette with Polpo. The bullet's pulling force could quickly pull him to a safe range.
The bullet's speed was 200 meters per second; its pulling force should be enough to pull me. If I shoot it, even if I can't kill it, Reversed Hierophant's punches can still hit it hard. At the same time, I can reach a safe area to avoid the danger of explosion. There are still two chances. If the building collapses, Ghiaccio in that position is very likely to be hit by debris.
So—
What's your fourth number?
"Blast radius 0.92 meters!" The robot suddenly rushed towards Johnson, quickly squatting down with its hands on the ground.
"What?! Bigger than 0.8? Shouldn't it be getting smaller and smaller?"
Johnson thought hard, but there was nothing he could do. He immediately fired his gun, and the bullet carried him towards the Stand. In just an instant, he rushed towards the safe zone, but was bounced back by a sudden thin membrane.
Did that membrane appear before the explosion? Was it predetermined to appear? The membrane, which he originally thought was fragile, couldn't even be pierced by a bullet... He had to calculate the safe zone, before the explosion... Johnson hadn't finished thinking when the massive explosion already began, and he was at its center.
Gloria Albrecht was only ten years old this year. She was born into a less than harmonious family. She had a father with a violent temper who would beat and scold her for even the slightest mistake. At the age of nine, she awakened her Stand. After killing her biological father, she finally had a tolerant world.
Everyone had no choice but to smile at her.
In her innocent mind, death was not a bad thing.
It was the deserved end for all angry people.
She pulled out her phone from her pocket and dialed a number—
"Dad, Ghiaccio and Johnson Joffrey are dead." She watched Johnson Joffrey drag Ghiaccio to a safe place. He was blown to smithereens while fighting NIGHTWISH, and the massive terminal building was already beginning to crumble.
"Very good," the man's hoarse voice said, slightly muffled by the signal transmission. "Wait, go tell Risotto that you killed his nephew and his companion. He'll definitely be angry."
"I understand," she said slowly. "We'll be executives soon."
She jumped off the seat and skipped towards Risotto's side. She hadn't walked two steps when she heard a coughing sound... "Cough, cough..."
She turned her head curiously and watched as Johnson Joffrey, who had been caught in the center of the explosion, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood and slowly began to get up.
She couldn't help but widen her eyes, looking at Johnson Joffrey in disbelief. "Is that man a monster? Is his physical fitness that good? An explosion that could collapse a building, and he's still not dead?!"
"Damn it, I wonder if Ghiaccio over there is dead?" Even if he died, the apology letter wouldn't be reflected in the main body, so now she wasn't sure if he was really dead.
Johnson Joffrey crawled out of the dust of the explosion.
His brain went blank for a moment; he had been unconscious for a few seconds, but he quickly regained consciousness. All his internal organs were vibrating, and the force of the explosion had blown off the flesh from his body.
I don't know why I'm still alive. Perhaps I inherited the physical fitness of the first JOJO?
Johnson Joffrey shook his head, fully regaining his clarity, and continued to think.
The reason for the previous mistake was that the membrane would appear when he called out the safe distance, so he had to enter the safe zone before the membrane appeared.
Johnson spat out another mouthful of blood and looked at Ghiaccio, who was still lying motionless. Good, the explosion hadn't affected him.
Johnson Joffrey summoned the Reversed Hierophant. The Reversed Hierophant's power was already depleted, mainly because after being severely injured, forcing himself to summon his Stand would also weaken its power.
"2 meters, 1 meter, 0.8 meters, 0.92 meters... There must be some pattern here that allows me to calculate its safe zone... It can't be random shouting. If it were random, it could just shout 0.000 something meters, wouldn't that be more powerful? Besides, the entire area outside the main body explodes... The robot is rushing towards him. Why? My math really isn't good."
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This problem is taken from my sister's textbook. Honestly, it's not very rigorously designed.
Let me borrow it.
2, 1, 0.8, 0.92, — —
Perhaps middle and high school students are better at these kinds of problems.
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An apology: Reversed Hierophant cannot catch bullets. So, from now on, it has been modified. It can only deflect bullets, not catch them. When I wrote it before, I didn't think too much about it, and many readers brought it up, so I'll address it. Catching a bullet requires each of two fingers to have 1.36 tons of force.
Nevertheless, this is just a novel, so please overlook some of the less rigorous parts.
By the way, the Evil God of Fire Cloud can also catch bullets, so his strength also reaches 1.36 tons per finger (laughs). So, for novels and TV shows, don't take them too seriously.