JOJO in the world of hunters

"Hey! Mr. Ward, we won't be able to hold on if this continues. We may not be able to wait until..."

A younger guard said a little worriedly with several holes in his clothes and blood stains on them.

While talking, he crushed a bat that was trying to attack.

"Stop talking, you bastard, do you want to shake the morale of the army?" The muscular old man scolded the young man. Although he was talking to others, his glasses did not turn in that direction. He was already distracted in order to deal with the bats.

"Even if you surrender to them now, this ability cannot be stopped. The ability user who is the releaser is dead. This should be considered a death wish now. Don't think about surrendering."

"But we can't last much longer with our physical strength. Mr. Ward, you just used the King Kong to slay demons so many times, so you don't have much physical strength left!" Another guard also reacted.

"So what, is there any other way besides killing us? Do you think these flat-haired beasts will negotiate with you?

The only way to get out of that state now is to run away. If you run away, I won't hold you accountable, if you can run away." The muscular old man Ward said seriously.

"What will happen to this stronghold if we run away?"

"I am the captain of the guard brigade. Although I don't care about anything, I still have things that I must protect! I will not run away. If you try to run away, I might be so angry that I want to break your legs."

Suddenly no one spoke anymore on the field, except for the screams of bats and the sound of burning fire.

The young guard also realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and suddenly realized that Mr. Ward was not a good person, and he was not very fond of joking, so the threat just now was probably true.

I was so frightened that I was sweating for a while, and almost forgot to avoid the bats. Fortunately, I reacted at the last moment, jumped up in a hurry and narrowly escaped the joint attack of five or six bats, and then replied to Ward's words.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Ward, are you kidding me? Where can we escape? This bat is hundreds of meters away!

Maybe you will encounter those bastard reinforcements and die faster. Why not just wait for the association to rescue you? Are you sure the director has sent out the rescue message?"

After listening to the young guard's words, Mr. Ward didn't show any expression, as if the incident had never happened.

Whether that sentence was a joke or not is a matter of opinion.

With that threat in front of him, no one dares to run away. He, Ward, can't kill the bats all over the sky with one move, nor can he kill himself as a mortal body. No one dares to test the truth of these words.

Ward is a veteran, and no one has stayed in this prison longer than any other except the prison guards who are serving life sentences.

This position was given to me by President Nitro. His background is incredible, and his strength is worthy of the position.

But he has always been relatively solitary, and will not go out unless the enemy comes here.

The last time the Phantom Troupe attacked, they took action once. After the man ran away, he stopped pursuing him, just like a lion guarding its own territory.

You didn't cross the line, and I pretended not to notice that everyone was fine. You crossed the line, and I'm sorry that I have to scatter you today and raise your ashes.

Everyone usually doesn’t have much contact with him and doesn’t know him well.

The person he comes into contact with every time is the director, but now the director is still lying here.

Who can hold him down now?

They now hated themselves for not being of the transformation type. They felt envious when they saw Jon's bats foolishly hitting Jon's fire barrier like moths flying into flames.

"Mr. Ward, we can hardly hold on any longer. I don't know when the reinforcements from the Hunter Association will arrive, and I don't know if those reinforcements are capable of dealing with these annoying bats.

How about we ask that little brother for help? After all, he just helped us so much and worked very hard to kill the intruders. He should be able to help us. Let's ask him for help. It might be difficult for just the few of us.

Protect the director’s integrity.”

The young guard's earnest words also made Ward a little bit moved, and he was also eager for Jon's fire control ability.

If the director had not been attacked by surprise, he would not have looked at Jon seriously. The current situation is stronger than others.

I am a group of people who fight against ruthless people individually and attack trash in groups. It is really difficult to protect a disabled person.

Even if you are a person with a bad record like Orochimaru, as long as it is conducive to protecting Konoha, I can clear your name.

Mr. Ward thought about it for a long time.

He has never been known for his IQ. Although he is not at the point where Kenji Obito turns black and betrays the revolution when he is fooled, he is not much different from being fond of thinking.

According to the Hokage's classification, his wisdom should be around Kenzo. In order to prevent him from being deceived, the president ordered him to leave the mountain and specifically told him to just guard this place and forget about everything else.

After a short weighing, he decided to let Jon come over to help.

It is true that his abilities are not suitable for dealing with group opponents, and his martial arts are also known for their destructive power, without any of the impeccable Shingen-ryu style of President Netero.

"That's Jotaro! Can you hear me? If you still have the strength, come here and help me!"

Jon vaguely heard something like Jotaro, but it was drowned out by the sound of burning flames and the screams of bats.

Jon listened carefully to the sounds of bats and thought it was an hallucination. Auditory hallucinations were normal in such a noisy environment, so Jon didn't pay attention.

After all, Jotaro is not his real name, it is the trumpet he has only used for the past month. He is not particularly sensitive to this name and did not hear the cry for help.

Many bats blocked the skylight and tried to get in through here. Silver Chariot raised his hand and stabbed at the skylight above his head. Jon's arms were a little sore after he kept doing this.

So with the permission of Jon's will, the magician's red came out of the body and flew to the top of his head.

"Fire Release. Flame Pillar!"

A straight pillar composed entirely of flames shot out from the magician's red hand.

Just like turning on a flashlight at night, a flash of fire flashed through the fire barrier door and all the bats around it were swept away.

The world was temporarily quiet.

They also saw the flame pillar released by Jon, and figured out that it was impossible to move with this ability, so there really was no spare power to help them.

Their hearts sank and they stopped calling for help.

"I just said that boy is unreliable..." Ward was also muttering. He had always suspected Jotaro's purpose, so it would be better if he didn't come to help now.

"Ahem, cough, cough, what happened? Where did these bats come from?"

Surprise! Big surprise!

The director who fainted from the sneak attack had already woken up. He tremblingly propped himself up with one hand and sat up, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

"You're awake! Don't worry so much. Can you still use your powers?"

"Is the situation dangerous now? How long have I been hanging around? Can you tell me what happened?"

From a distance, Ward saw another man running towards him, covered in resentment.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. You have been unconscious for less than ten minutes, and support has not arrived yet. Now we have to rely on ourselves. I asked if we can use our abilities? We can't support it anymore."

The director turned his head and glanced at the other guards who were still fighting with scars, and was silent for a second.

"I can still do it, but my current physical condition is too weak to use my ability. I will lose consciousness after using it. I will leave it to you. This ability will last for five minutes to make up for the time!"

Ward gave him a thumbs up: "Wrap it around me!"

Phew——! Cough cough, the lung is broken, and now it’s difficult for the director to take a deep breath.

"Here we go! Capital Exploitation!"

It was as if a wave was rippling with the director as the center. Like a stone thrown into a calm river, everyone could feel the existence of that wave.

No, actually it is more appropriate to see it with your own eyes.

With the Director as the center, all the bats twisted and exploded into a black smoke just like DIO when they saw the sun.

The surrounding area of ​​200 meters was cleared.

At this time, Jon was not feeling well, and his mental energy became blocked again. It became difficult to use the substitute, so Jon immediately recalled the silver chariot and dispersed the flame barrier in front of him.

The director fainted again.

This ability is called capital exploitation. Within the scope of the ability of capital exploitation, thoughts, resentments, or other energy that is smaller than his own will be restricted.

The effect is better for people with less energy. Only people like him will not be affected. He can also give the energy gained through capital exploitation to others in the form of 'investment'.

Even if you encounter someone with stronger energy than yourself, you will be restricted in his field and your control over the energy in your body will also decrease.

Although those bats are weird and difficult to deal with, but in fact they have no energy, their abilities are simply unmatched. In an instant, even the scumbags are not left behind when they are exploited.

And Jon may not be a teammate he can trust yet.

But the person who stabbed him in the back was someone pretending to be his teammate, and he who avenged him was not trusted yet.

What kind of world is this? The world is declining, and people’s hearts are not as old as they used to be!

The complainer who had just been killed also knelt down on the spot.

Jon was amazed. Is such a dish meant to be eaten as a gift?

"Oh no, something big happened! Where did this hole come from!"