"Scared! Since becoming a demon, this is still the first time to receive this kind of severe injury, scared!" Douma wailed, tears already flowing in his eyes.
In an instant, he made Upper Rank Two fall to the ground; Shinobu stared blankly at Jotaro, her understanding of his power being updated again.
However, her inner astonishment quickly vanished under Douma's fake performance.
She looked coldly at Douma and said, "Don't pretend anymore. Scared? You probably don't have such emotions, right?"
"Sister said before she died that she hated you because you can't feel anything. You simply cannot understand human emotions. Your coming into this world has no meaning at all!"
Douma suddenly stopped wailing, his expression cold as frost and snow. "You really are mean-hearted. Why say such harsh words?"
Shinobu sneered, "Don't you understand? Because I wish you would go to hell!"
Upper Rank's recovery ability is extremely powerful, plus at first Jotaro didn't use much strength; at this moment Douma's body was already completely restored.
"Hell is just something humans imagine."
Douma's body instantly disappeared from the original place; when he appeared again, he was already in front of Shinobu.
"Now I feel even more that humans are pathetic! I originally wanted to play with you, but I still have tasks to complete."
"So please, go die."
'Blood Demon Art: Scattered Lotus!'
Shinobu widened her eyes watching him; in front of her no ice crystal-like things appeared, and even the temperature around did not drop.
Douma's body was no longer there; only a head remained. What scattered into lotus petals was not ice crystals, but his flesh and blood.
"Ora!" Platinum Star grabbed his head and held it in midair.
Jotaro crossed his arms and looked down at him, then threw Douma's head to Shinobu's feet.
He said not a word, but Shinobu already guessed his meaning. Her expression darkened, sighing. "I do have grudges with him, because he killed my dearest sister. I really wanted to kill him by my own hand, but I was not given the chance to deliver the final blow."
"My poison doesn't work on him. The ripple damage that could harm him is unusable due to lung injury. As for cutting off his neck..."
She showed a bitter smile on her lips, mist forming in her eyes. "If I could have a body like Jotaro-san, maybe I could personally avenge my sister."
"If I could have power as strong as yours, maybe I could protect others' happiness, and companions wouldn't get hurt because of it."
"I am really useless..."
Upon hearing this, under the shadow of his hat, Jotaro's eyes flickered continuously.
After a long while, he said in a low voice, "No matter how powerful or strong the ability, it cannot protect everyone, nor can it undo things that have already died."
"Even for me, it is the same."
The unwelcome scenes flooding his mind made him lower his hat even more. If those scenes were true, then his whole life would be left with many regrets.
The atmosphere was unusually heavy; Shinobu was stunned for a moment. In her eyes, Jotaro seemed invincible, yet he also had things he could not protect?
She could not understand, but the pain flashing in his eyes was truly genuine.
"How did you do it, destroying my body in an instant?" While they spoke, Douma's wounds were slowly recovering.
Although twice unintentionally, Jotaro destroyed his body, he did not show any fear. He was more curious about how the other party did it.
He stored this information in his mind to use in the next fight.
Until now, he did not feel he would lose. Even though Jotaro could secretly destroy his body, such injuries were not fatal for him.
Jotaro looked at him; Platinum Star appeared from his body again, lifting Douma's head once more.
He stared at Douma's head and said coldly, "Yare yare, does a primate without emotion really exist?"
Regarding this, he clearly did not believe it. "Even monkeys feel anger when insulted."
He threw Douma's head away, letting it recover. "Actually, you do have emotions, I will let you know this."
Douma was dumbfounded, not knowing what the other meant.
Jotaro pointed at him, "You seem to love playing, I will accompany you, until the smile on your face from anger can no longer hold."
Douma laughed, "You are really an interesting person. So confident in your power? I haven't even used my full strength."
Jotaro closed his eyes and said, "You should have already noticed. Something is stored next to me."
"Stand. This is my ability. It is a powerful energy image produced based on soul power."
Douma stuck his fingers into his head and stirred. "I remember it. Stand. In all my long life, this is the first time I have seen such an interesting ability. Next time I meet someone like you, I won't feel strange."
Jotaro's eyes flashed coldly, saying, "Not anymore, this is your last time encountering a Stand user."
Douma was stunned for a moment, then smiled broadly, "Indeed, you are a very interesting person."
Jotaro ignored him and said casually, "Left arm."
Douma frowned, looking at him, somewhat puzzled. "Next, I will attack your left arm!"
Battle announcement. Jotaro clearly told him his attack intention.
Demons are fearful beings, and Upper Ranks are beings even demons fear. Facing them who play games with this attitude, even the Hashiras of the Demon Slayer Corps cannot do it, so what kind of situation is this guy in?
Honestly, Jotaro's behavior often made him a little unhappy.
Revealing his own information to the opponent, even announcing battle intentions, is very disrespectful to him.
But before he could think more, air ripple marks appeared on his left arm, and in the next second, Douma's left arm turned to blood and water, scattering all over the ground.
Ignoring Douma's shock, Jotaro continued, "Next, I will pierce through your chest, leaving a hole fifty centimeters in diameter."
"What?"
Battle announcement is one thing, but doing this? This is simply treating the enemy like a toy.
Douma gritted his teeth, trying to dodge, leaning his body to the side. A smile appeared again on his face.
'Dodged it! This bastard is definitely playing psychological warfare to disrupt my battle thinking...'
The next second, his smile froze on his face. Because at some unknown time, a bloody hole suddenly appeared on his chest.
The blood hole was neither big nor small, exactly fifty centimeters in diameter.
Being teased repeatedly by Jotaro, Douma had the thought to kill the other, but under the Platinum Star's attacks, he simply could not do it.
This feeling of helplessness completely wiped the smile off his face.
He was not without emotions, just that for a long time he had none. When desire arises but cannot be acted upon, emotions naturally grow.
After being shattered by Jotaro again, he finally could not endure and shouted, "I will kill you!"
This kind of impotent rage, how could Jotaro care? No emotions? It's just that Platinum Star didn't hit hard enough.
"Next is..."
When Jotaro said these words, Douma's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Jotaro put both hands in his pockets and slowly walked toward him.
Looking at this tall man in front, Douma's eyes were full of rage. Being slaughtered helplessly, unable to resist, at this moment he finally understood the feelings of those girls he had devoured.
"Your body cell recovery ability seems to have reached its limit. Next is the final blow!"
Jotaro asked with some dark humor, "Guess how I'm going to hit you?"
Douma opened his mouth, but Jotaro did not give him the chance to answer.
The feeling of fate uncontrollable by oneself, he hoped Douma would remember it firmly.
"Ora ora ora ora ora ora!"
Under the continuous heavy punches from Platinum Star, Douma turned to ashes full of resentment.
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