"Mr… Mr. Steve?!"
Erina was momentarily stunned after seeing the person in front of her: "Is it... you?"
"Don't panic, young lady."
Fang Mo simply comforted Erina, then glanced at Dio's eyeballs, whose pupils were already dilating, clearly not far from death: "Hmm... So, you're just going to die like this?"
Actually, Fang Mo was curious as well.
What would happen if Dio really died here?
After all, the force of fate in the world of JOJO is so strong that it's ridiculous, with Erina drinking muddy water, Jonathan carving a large tree, Dario dying suddenly, and Dio attempting to forcibly kiss Erina—it's as if there really is such a thing as destiny.
Even with Fang Mo's presence, a lot of things have been affected.
But the overall direction of the plot has not changed.
Fang Mo originally thought that after Dio witnessed his extraordinary powers, he would give up targeting Jonathan, but for some reason, Dio still insisted on targeting him. Is it because he can't stand to see Jonathan better than himself?
If Fang Mo does not intervene.
Dio will certainly continue to target Jonathan, which will lead to the ultimate fight of fate, taking over Jonathan's body to sleep under the sea for a hundred years, and then the plot will connect to the third part, Stardust Crusaders.
But if...
This is just a possibility.
What if Dio is directly killed by Erina's punch?
Will this fate be cut off? Or will some kind of force prevent Dio's death?
Fang Mo was genuinely curious, so he did not treat Dio immediately but decided to delay further to see if this so-called 'fate' would try to save him or something.
Fang Mo had previously tested that the healing potion works on the brain of living beings.
That is to say, as long as there is no complete brain death, even if the head is chopped off, it can be restored with a regeneration potion.
"Mr. Steve, I... I didn't mean to..."
And while Fang Mo was deliberately delaying, Erina couldn't hold back anymore, tremblingly she started to explain: "I don't know why it happened, I just lightly pushed Dio, but his body somehow became as soft as dough."
"Is there a possibility?"
Fang Mo looked at Erina, stroked his chin, and said: "That is to say... it's not that Dio's body is too soft, but that your fist, Erina, is too hard?"
"How is that possible..."
Erina almost subconsciously wanted to deny it, but then she suddenly remembered the enchanted golden apple she ate last night, that feeling as if she had the whole world in her sight, full of strength, and Erina suddenly froze: "Could it be..."
"If we're talking about physical quality alone, you could already go to the Nordic region to be a god."
Fang Mo smiled and said, "However, considering this is Great Britain... I do have a better suggestion."
"What?"
Erina was a bit confused.
"You should be called Erina Pendragon, right?" Fang Mo smiled as he pulled out a beautifully crafted greatsword from his embrace: "I suggest you abandon your surname and change it to Erina Pendragon, then I can, as a sprite of joy, give this 'Sword of Joy' to you."
"Eh? Pen... Pendragon?!"
Erina was completely baffled. As a British person, she definitely had heard of the legend of King Arthur, but what did that have to do with her? So she hurriedly said, "But... but..."
However, before she could finish, Fang Mo directly tossed the greatsword to her.
Erina was startled and instinctively wanted to dodge, but the sword seemed to fly towards her at a slow pace, and subconsciously, she reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
"Mr. Steve, please stop joking with me..."
Holding the exquisite greatsword, Erina said a bit frantically: "I'm not any Pendragon, I... I'm just an ordinary girl who will grow up to be a nurse..."
"Nonsense, the Sword in the Stone has already acknowledged you as its master."
Fang Mo waved his hand and said: "And yet you claim you are not the king of Great Britain?"
"What is all this about..."
Erina, anxious and frightened, said: "You should first think of a way to save Dio, a life is at stake here..."
"First admit it, then I will think of a way to save him."
Fang Mo said cheerfully.
"I…"
Erina glanced at the mysterious long sword in her hand, hesitated for a moment, but quickly realized the urgency of saving a life and stomped her foot, saying, "I admit it, now please save him!"
"Hey, no rush."
Fang Mo waved his hand: "I'm keeping an eye on his condition... As for you, I need to properly introduce the origin of this sword to you. This sword is called the Spring Sword, also known as the Ten Springs Sword. It is forged from metal from another world and contains astonishing power. Look closely, there is a line of inscriptions on the blade."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Erina looked at the blade and, indeed, found a line of round and neat strange fonts.
This was not English. Each letter was round and neat. To be honest, Erina did not recognize which country's writing it was, but she mysteriously understood its meaning.
[Play games with a smile, hey, aye-hey—Paratrooper Number One.]
"This is…"
Erina didn't quite understand the meaning and looked at Fang Mo for help.
"You can think of it as a kind of blessing," Fang Mo said cheerfully. "Remember, Erina, as the queen of Great Britain, no matter what difficulties you encounter, do not be afraid. Face it with a smile."
"I…"
Erina didn't know what to say at that moment.
"Come on, Erina, let me teach you the correct way to use this sword."
As Fang Mo spoke, he gestured and the sword flew back to him: "This sword has a certain self-awareness. It likes most to offer loyalty to those who are qualified to be emperors. Look, even if you throw it away, it will automatically fly back to your side."
Saying this, Fang Mo threw the great sword outward, and it stuck in a nearby tree, then flew back to him with a gesture.
"Also, this sword has the ability to create 'hot springs', though this ability is a bit dangerous."
Fang Mo dug a hole in the ground and demonstrated a little to Erina: "Unless the spring water exceeds the blade, it will keep producing hot springs infinitely. You must have seen the Bible when you were a child, so you understand what I mean, right?"
"What… Do you mean?"
Erina suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
"Actually, this is a weapon specially made by the devils of hell to mock God," Fang Mo smiled. "Things like the great flood of the apocalypse... You understand now, right?"
After saying that, Fang Mo threw the sword back to Erina.
However, this time Erina dared not catch it and stepped back in fright.
There was no choice, after all, the more Fang Mo spoke, the scarier it got. In this era, people were still very taboo about the word devil. Fang Mo's earlier mention of elves and the like was still okay, but once the Bible was brought up, Erina immediately got scared, after all, you can't just casually talk about devils.
The problem was that the sword seemed to have a mind of its own, hovering directly in front of her.
And just as Erina was at a loss,
Fang Mo, who had been paying attention to Dio, also noticed a sudden change.
As mentioned earlier, to observe the changes in fate, Fang Mo deliberately delayed saving Dio, and unexpectedly, an accident occurred.
Because of the previous delay, the sun had completely set, a new moon was rising, and Dio's body, under the moonlight, inexplicably began to glow faintly. Normally, a pierced chest would mean certain death, but now, for some reason, Fang Mo felt that Dio's condition had stopped worsening.
Of course, this did not mean he came back to life on the spot.
In fact, there was no sign of improvement in Dio's wounds, and he hadn't regained consciousness. He still lay on the ground, devoid of all signs of life.
But the moon was exceptionally bright tonight.
Under its light, Dio seemed to be hanging on to life by a thread.
Perhaps he would still die at dawn, but at least for tonight, Dio was not going to pass away. If a mad scientist came across him and decided to use his body for experiments, maybe patching him up with some organ transplants, Dio might actually have a chance to survive.
"Is his life really that tough?"
Seeing this scene, Fang Mo was also somewhat surprised.
Honestly, for a moment, Fang Mo even wanted to crush him into a ball of meat paste, to see if this so-called power of fate could stop him.
But considering the plot that followed, Fang Mo gritted his teeth and held back.
If Dio died now, the most significant impact would be on the fifth part; the second, third, and fourth parts would not be greatly affected. In the second part, they fight the Pillar Men, in the third part, the Stardust Crusaders wouldn't need to go to Egypt to fight Dio, and at least Kakyoin wouldn't have to die, right? The fourth part is similar; it doesn't really concern Dio.
But the protagonist of the fifth part, JOJO, Giorno Giovanna, is Dio's son. Now, killing Dio would be simple for Fang Mo, but it would mean erasing Giorno as well.
Who could bear that?
Fang Mo was still hoping to get the Stand Arrow with Giorno.
"Damn it, could this also be within the calculations of fate?"
Fang Mo looked at Dio lying in a pool of blood and suddenly felt annoyed. He never cared this much in other worlds, but fate in the world of JOJO was too sinister.
"No... I won't accept this!"
Thinking it over, Fang Mo still didn't want to let Dio off so easily.
So, after withdrawing his... surgical tools, he also took out a bag of conversion powder from Steve's backpack.
"I don't believe in this evil today."
Fang Mo said this while cursing and began to operate on Dio.
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