The story begins two minutes earlier, when Jon had just been persuaded to leave by Ward and a group of veteran guards.

However, Jon wasn't disappointed; instead, he felt a little happy. He knew that the purpose of all their actions was to rescue the person named Edward.

There are so many people here, so either this is the place where the person named Edward is being held, or it isn't.

But these issues aren't significant. That muscular old man is clearly not someone to be trifled with, and there are also a dozen or so prison guards beside him who can use Nen.

They don't look like the Phantom Troupe, which is a disorganized group. These prison guards look like they've had specialized training and have their own formations.

Most of the time, battles with the Phantom Troupe are one-on-one because they are confident in their own strength. But teamwork is a different matter.

If the Phantom Troupe could also achieve this level of cooperation, it would probably be difficult for Jon to kill even one combatant with the help of the Mirror Man and King Crimson.

The aura on that muscular old man just now felt even more terrifying than Chairman Netero. (Netero has never used his full strength in front of the protagonist.)

As expected, this world is truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. One can't be careless even for a moment.

To be honest, that wave of Nen just now really scared Jon. He felt that even if he used his Nen ability, he would only be able to run away.

Now that he doesn't have the Mirror Throwing Knives and there are few mirrors in this prison, the Mirror Ring on his hand is his greatest trump card for escape.

As he was thinking about this and that, he suddenly became alert. A blurry figure appeared in his field of vision.

Because it's nighttime and there are no lights, this place is usually deserted. It's also a restricted area for ordinary prison guards, so there are no streetlights.

It's almost pitch black now. Although Jon was hurrying, he didn't relax his vigilance. Now it's a battle between resentment and Nen.

The destructive power of these two things is unknown. Although he has a powerful Stand, he still faces the risk of being instantly killed in the upcoming situation.

But it's too late to dodge now. The two sides are only a dozen meters apart. He can only roughly see the other person's outline, but Jon is sure that the other person has also discovered him.

Fortunately, he has now left the range of the circle that restricts Nen abilities, and his Nen is once again unhindered.

Now, with the flow of Nen, his physical body also has extremely high defense. Ordinary people can't stab him with a knife unless they use their full strength.

Jon immediately used Arts and Crafts to stabilize his body. King Crimson's Epitaph isn't very effective in this dark environment.

So Jon temporarily abandoned King Crimson and chose Silver Chariot, the fastest of his current Stands.

The goal is to use Silver Chariot to deliver a fatal blow the moment he gets close.

Jon's right hand turned crimson red. This is the manifestation of Magician's Red's Stand ability.

But a sudden change occurred. The figure opposite him also slowed down and raised his hand to draw a purple, fist-sized perfect circle in the air.

Jon's pupils shrank. This color, this disgusting feeling, is undoubtedly resentment.

The person coming is a master of using resentment. Are they reinforcements?

Actually, it's easy to understand. The planner of that mission marked a total of three locations because they couldn't determine Edward's exact location.

This should be a resentment ability master who went to other places. The people next to the muscular old man just now were all Nen users, so that should be the main force of the prison guards with Nen abilities.

They are all concentrated in the most dangerous place, so the less important areas, that is, the other red-marked areas, must have been quickly breached by resentment ability masters due to the lack of powerful individuals to suppress them. Or, to think positively, they noticed the murderous aura here before they arrived and came to reinforce.

This should be a master who went to other places, but Jon is in a lot of trouble.

He regretted it a bit. If he had come out later, he could have sat behind those big shots and reaped the benefits. Anyway, those two lovebirds looked like they were going to die young. The big shots would definitely be able to solve the problem.

His luck is really bad. There are so many directions, but he happened to choose the same direction as himself, and at this awkward time.

Jon said he hated and feared it, but he felt no fear in his heart.

Honestly, with so many powerful Stands, it's hard to court death.

Seventeen cards, can you one-shot me?

Although he despises the enemy strategically, he must take the enemy seriously tactically.

So, when Jon encounters non-Enhancer ability users, he must not be reckless. He must first assess the danger. He must pick the soft persimmon to pinch. What if the other person is a big shot? He must first test the goods.

His initiative to attack suited Jon's intentions. He wanted to see what the opponent's ability was first.

The opponent directly drew a fist-sized perfect circle in the air with his finger, but it was only a circle of lines, and the center was colorless. Jon also jumped back a few steps to be vigilant.

The purple circle broke away from his hand and flew quickly towards Jon's direction.

What's even more terrifying is that the circle kept getting bigger as it flew, giving off a dangerous and eerie aura that made Jon's hair stand on end.

Fortunately, the circle's flying speed wasn't very fast. Of course, it wasn't slow either, but it was much slower than a bullet.

Unaware of the situation, Jon搓 created a fireball and threw it towards the center of the circle.

In the blink of an eye, it came to Jon's eyes. Jon immediately dodged, but he kept an eye out.

After escaping the area of the circle, he summoned Silver Chariot and used Silver Chariot's sword tip to touch the circle.

At this moment, Ambrose also rushed up. Jon glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the sword tip seemed to have been cut off at the waist.

Jon suddenly felt a chill in his heart and retreated violently.

This is the secret to how he instantly opened a nearly one-meter-thick concrete wall in the prison before. No wonder the hole in the wall was such a perfect circle.

Jon suddenly recalled Kutake's words of fear for Ambrose before his death. With this level of cutting ability, cutting concrete is as easy as cutting tofu. No wonder Kutake was so scared to death.

It scared me too. I was wondering why Kutake didn't use such a good escape ability.

Now that he doesn't know the limits and weaknesses of Ambrose's ability, Jon decided to be a coward for the time being.

Jon immediately ran away. "Ambrose, why is it you? Have you solved your opponent?"

Jon is a little confused now and hasn't thought of a good convincing excuse.

"I saw there was a battle here, so I ran over to take a look..."

"You and I are partners, we are both descendants of darkness..."

But no matter what Jon said, Ambrose had no intention of stopping.

The killing intent in his eyes was boiling, and ten cows couldn't pull him back.

"You think I'll believe your nonsense! I'm not smart, but I'm not stupid either!"

"You didn't follow the mission I gave you, did you! This is betrayal, you fled the battlefield and betrayed your compatriots! You beast!"

Without saying a word, Ambrose directly drew three circles in the air.

Jon wanted to curse, but he was still a little annoyed.

Damn it, I didn't expect that my identity as a spy hadn't been exposed, but I had become a traitor instead.

Fate is playing tricks on people.

Jon decisively made a Kamehameha pose towards Ambrose, and his hands turned crimson red.

Now, long-range attacks are undoubtedly the safest. Facts have proved that his ability's defense isn't very good.

"Fire Fist - Great Fireball!"

A huge pillar of fire surged towards Ambrose.

The crimson and orange-red flames illuminated the entire street. This time, the Great Fireball wasn't as strong as the one just now.

After all, Ambrose wasn't far from Jon, and he wasn't hundreds of meters away in the sky.

Moreover, using such a move consumes a lot of physical strength and energy. With his level, he wouldn't be able to use it more than a few times before he was exhausted.

Ambrose was also very surprised. He couldn't dodge such a large pillar of flame at all.

But Ambrose didn't panic at all. He immediately drew an equilateral triangle in front of him.

The triangle gradually grew bigger, and Ambrose shrunk his whole body into the triangle.

The triangle acted like a shield, blocking Ambrose. The triangle stopped growing when it reached a height of one meter two.

The flames didn't pass through the middle area of the triangle and were all blocked.

Then, after a while, two more circles flew over.

Damn it, how can I fight this? This ability is too shameless.

Jon, who knew the essence of Joseph Joestar's ultimate moves, knew he could beat Ripple, but not running away. He ran away directly without hesitation.

This troublesome ability should be left to those big shots to deal with.

"wdnmd, Ambrose, be a brother and come cut me!"

Jon immediately ran back happily.

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