JOJO hiding in the hunter world

Jon had already engaged in intense combat before this.

Dinner had long since been digested, and this was Jon's first time staying up all night; judging by the route, he would likely have to continue through the night.

Although Jon's physical fitness far exceeded that of normal people, he was also approaching his limit at this time.

Kutak didn't count; the other opponents were not easy to deal with, especially the Bat-Man and that helicopter that attacked him randomly.

The destructive power of that kind of large pillar of fire and fire ring had reached A-level no matter how you looked at it.

However, Magician's Red's destructive power limit was only B-level; that kind of power and attack range was something Jon had forcibly raised with Nen.

Plus, his current stamina was less than a quarter of what it was at the beginning.

And the 'Strength' he was using now was the Stand of a gorilla from the original work.

Although it was just a gorilla, its destructive power wasn't outstanding, and its battle tactics mainly focused on trap-style lures.

The Stand 'Strength' has high energy requirements for the body; people with poor physical fitness, even most ordinary people, cannot support 'Strength'.

Although the gorilla in the original work was a bronze-colored monkey, its IQ was not much different from that of a normal adult.

And the gorilla's physical fitness is several times that of humans, possessing five times the strength of humans.

That's why it could condense such a large, detailed Stand that even ordinary people could see.

However, after all, what was being materialized was a cruise ship, not a battleship escort ship; although it was said that everything on the ship could be turned into weapons and that one could control everything on the ship.

But in reality, the most powerful things on the ship were only that anchor and the nearby hook-type crane.

Those attacks also didn't reach inhuman levels; that is, the destructive power was only C-level.

In the original work, this Stand's endurance was at B-level, similar to Dark Blue Moon; that is to say, he could use his Stand to cross straits that weren't particularly long.

For example, crossing the Arabian Sea would be barely enough, but it would be impossible to cross the Indian Ocean in one go.

But that was when Jon's stamina and physical condition were at their peak; now he had just cut off his left hand.

Jon's remaining stamina, coupled with the stamina and body temperature loss caused by blood loss, made the situation not optimistic.

Without a nautical chart, Jon didn't even know which direction to go; the sun hadn't come out yet, and he wasn't an astronomy enthusiast, only knowing the Big Dipper.

Speaking of which, this world also has the Big Dipper, but without a nautical chart, he didn't know where to run; even knowing the direction wouldn't be of much use.

What if he exhausted his stamina and was still in this sea area?

If things continued like this, he would definitely be killed by that group of piranhas, gnawed until not even bone fragments remained.

Once he fainted, the Stand would be unable to maintain itself and would automatically dissipate; the entire ship would soften and disappear.

With a bang, Old Man Ward landed steadily on the deck of the ship from the air.

His whole body was in a half-squatting position due to the huge impact force and inertia. The deck also caved in a large pit due to the huge force.

With a thought from Jon, the deck was instantly repaired.

This Stand is great; in the future, when driving this ship, there's no need to learn ship-driving skills; if it's damaged, as long as the user isn't injured, it can be repaired at any time.

As soon as Old Man Ward landed, he saw Jon being pushed up by the distorted deck.

Jon was sitting on a piece of deck twisted into the shape of a chair, as if sitting on a sofa, being pushed up by an invisible force.

Ward also immediately saw Jon's severed arm still spurting blood.

"What exactly is going on! How is Edward!"

Edward was what Ward cared about most; as long as Edward wasn't dead, then everything would return to the starting point.

He had indeed felt the resentment released by Edward just now, but it only lasted for less than a second before dissipating.

Even piranhas couldn't have eaten Edward in such a short time (it's not that piranhas aren't afraid of the Aberrant Light, but that there are enough of them; even if the survival rate is less than ten percent, it's still a very terrifying number).

Moreover, he wanted to know how Jon didn't die; the Aberrant Light didn't kill him, and the piranhas in the sea didn't kill him either.

Could this be the terror of a space-type ability user?

This old fellow ran really fast; if he had been a step slower, he might have been affected by the explosion.

Edward also gave up guessing Jon's ability; his intelligence wasn't suitable for analyzing opponent's abilities.

He had never engaged in intellectual reversals; almost all of his battles were brute-forced, like an elderly version of Uvogin.

He was even inferior in intelligence, but he was calmer than Uvogin and wouldn't be angered by words.

But judging from the current performance and situation, Jon was not an enemy.

The means of identification were very simple; a half-crippled enemy wouldn't run in front of an opponent without any precautions, unless he was an idiot.

He was now more concerned about how Edward was.

After Jon finished watching the explosion and came back to his senses, he also answered.

"Edward isn't dead yet, but he's almost there; he's been sealed by me, the kind that can never come out, and he'll probably starve to death in a few days."

"Are you sure he won't run out?" Ward was still a little worried; this was no joke.

Jon didn't answer him, "Do you know how we can land on the nearest island? I can't hold on much longer."

Jon's half arm was spurting blood; everything below the elbow had been cut off, and he was covered in cold sweat.

If he hadn't paralyzed his sense of pain with Ripple, Jon probably wouldn't even be able to move now.

"Do you need help stopping the bleeding? If the other half of your arm is still there, keep it safe; it can be reattached if it hasn't been too long," Ward pointed to Jon's arm.

"Thank you, that would be a great help. I'm not very good at this kind of external wound care. The other half of my arm was mutated by the Aberrant Light, so I cut it off and fed it to the fish."

Ward walked forward, gathered Nen in his hand, and slapped it on Jon's severed arm.

The muscles suddenly contracted violently, and the bleeding stopped.

"I feel better, thank you. My stamina..."

He couldn't fully understand how such a large ship came about, but he also knew that there was no need to get to the bottom of some things.

At this time, dozens of missiles trailing exhaust fumes appeared again in the distant sky.

The targets of those missiles were clearly themselves.

He couldn't block them; if he blocked all these missiles, he would collapse on the spot.

In an instant, Jon thought of a solution.

Ward gathered Nen at his feet, grabbed Jon, and jumped up from the deck, leaping more than ten meters high.

The ship below disappeared the moment they jumped up, as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

The missiles passed through the original position of the ship, rushed into the sea, and exploded the piranhas in the sea.

Those high-level officials definitely didn't know that Edward had been sealed; they weren't sure if Edward was dead or if Edward was still on this ship, so for the sake of stability, they continued to bomb this ship.

After this wave of missiles all entered the water, Jon summoned 'Strength' again.

With a thought, he sent a radio message to the outside world, telling them that Edward had been sealed. (The Stand Strength has all the equipment that normal ships have.)

Next, they also received the message from Jon, and there were no missile attacks on them; everything was fine.

Then, half an hour later, Jon lost his strength and fainted, and when he woke up, he was here.

ps: It's okay if there are people reading, otherwise I will start a new book. As long as there are readers, I won't abandon this book. Under normal circumstances, it will end in about half a year.

After all, the manga of the old thief Togashi is not finished, and he may be slapped in the face at any time.

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