Stand User in Marvel Universe

Dio had always thought he was not a good person, but at that moment he felt as if something was shattering in his heart.

He pulled out the [Gaze of Death], rushed over like crazy and chopped up the group of people.

Then he stood aside and watched the woman get up from the shredded corpse, and silently handed a missing person notice to his hand.

At that moment, he could capture the gleam of hope in this woman's eyes.

Not because he saved her, but because he wanted an answer from him.

Dio knew what the answer she wanted, but he shook his head silently, as if dumb.

So, the light in the woman's eyes quickly dimmed, and then she stepped over the broken corpses on the ground, and continued to walk mechanically and numbly into the distance, pasting one after another of the impossible tracing notices on the wall.

Maybe at the next corner, she will encounter danger, but who cares.

The meaning of her existence is only the notices in her hand...

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Standing in the once prosperous city of Tokyo, night fell unknowingly.

Dio seemed to be able to see a huge man-eating monster swallowing the whole city with its bloody jaws.

He is not the savior of the world, he can't save everyone, he can't even save the people around him, who can he save!

But maybe...

He can do more.

Like making this degraded city look cleaner?

Bang!

The door of a bar was torn apart and was kicked open by someone. Besides Dio, there was also the bloody head in his hand.

"Someone smashed the field, copy the guy!"

Looking at the monsters and monsters who were not panicking in front of him, Dio suddenly laughed.

He has turned off the translator,

So he didn't know what these guys were cursing, and he didn't want to know, because he was afraid of getting his ears dirty.

Hell is where they should go!

Swish!

The dark red long knife flashed by!

The few people walking in front were directly cut off in the middle, and their internal organs and intestines fell to the ground, making people vomit bloody!

Many people finally showed a look of horror on their faces, and their footsteps were stagnant.

But Dior has nothing to hesitate, the country is rotten to the core, and those politicians alone can't make things right.

Then kill it!

The quality of these sinful souls should be very high...

After a few minutes, the screams finally weakened, but they were replaced by a strong smell of blood.

Except for the women who were abused, there were no more living people here.

Standing at the door of the bar, Dior lit a cigarette for himself and enjoyed a moment of tranquility.

The cold wind of the night blew away the strong smell of blood here, but also spread it to other places.

When the cigarette went out, Dior also chased the cold wind and walked into the darkness again.

Tonight, the place where the smell of blood drifted away is where he brought the killing!

"One, two, it will come to you."

"Three, four, lock your door."

"Five, six, grab your sheets."

"Seven, eight, you'll stop breathing."

"Nine, ten, you won't be able to sleep."

"Are you ready, your nightmare... is here."

Accompanied by terrifying nursery rhymes, gang thugs throughout Tokyo were brutally slaughtered, and not even a single intact body could be found.

The smell of blood in the city is simply disgusting!

If the moon tonight has a color, it must be... blood red.

When the sun rose again, the bright sunlight dispelled the night and enveloped the earth.

It's like a dead city here!

Dio is like a god of death who roams the world. Wherever he sets foot, it will bring death and fear.

Thanks to his efficient killing efficiency and Xinghai avoiding the time he wasted on the road, he killed a thousand people this night? Or thousands of 'demons'?

Sorry, he wanted to do some statistics at first.

But by the end he really couldn't remember how many people he had killed.

It's just that the number of [Sinful Souls] on the panel made him quite satisfied. The 'monsters' in this city are indeed of high quality.

If they were all killed, it should be more than enough to revive Quicksilver.

So you see, he found another reason to keep the killing going.

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Before I knew it, a week passed.

At this time, Tokyo is like a ghost town. You can hardly see anyone staying on the streets. Even if someone appears occasionally, they are in a hurry, for fear of being targeted by something.

Various versions of rumors have already been circulated in secret. After all, rumors such as demons are still very popular in this country.

As for the gangs here, they have basically disappeared.

Just according to Dior's killing method, no amount of people is enough to kill, not to mention that he has never been hiding, but everyone who sees him basically becomes his dead soul.

I don't know if it's because of drinking too much blood, so that Dio always feels that [Death's Gaze] is a little bit red...

By the way, after many smart people chose to flee the city, the rest of the head iron baby gathered together yesterday, giving Dior a big surprise.

Is it more than 10,000 people, or more than 20,000 people?

The densely packed piece was filled with various weapons in his hands. The 'scared' Dior raised his hand to be a treasure trove of ice, and instantly washed the opponent with blood!

How many ants kill elephants?

nonexistent!

No amount of ants is a joke in front of an elephant with a firearm wrapped around its nose.

Dio was worried that it would take too long to kill like this, but the other party gave him such a big gift, of course, to thank them.

So he pushed him all the way with joy, and no one wanted to run away, let alone one!

Until the last person fell in a pool of blood, he suddenly froze...

At the corner of the street, a naked corpse was surrounded by a group of stinking flies, and his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

Dior walked over silently and picked up a missing person notice that she held tightly in her hand.

A cute little girl in a skirt compares her hands with scissors, with a bright smile on her face...

Dio paused for a moment, then took out an identical missing person notice from his pocket, put it lightly on the corpse's face, and carefully folded the blood-stained and wrinkled missing person notice. into the pocket of the jacket.

He didn't make any promises to the corpse, that's not his style, he'll just do everything he can.

[Red Magician] instantly appeared beside him, and then a flame quickly fell on the corpse.

The firelight reflected on Dio's face, making him look like a man at one moment and a devil at another...