Capítulo 11: 11: ORA ORA ORA!
"Cough, cough! What is this guy… some kind of monster?"
DIO glanced at the two gaping wounds on his chest, which were slowly healing. If he weren't a vampire, he'd already be dead.
Facing such overwhelming power, even DIO couldn't stop himself from cursing under his breath.
Speed so fast that he, DIO, couldn't react. Strength that completely surpassed his own. And near-invincible defense that made even an immortal vampire like himself pale in comparison—what kind of absurd constitution was this?
"No! This guy must have a weakness! There can't possibly be anyone more perfect than me, DIO! What is it?!"
Fixing his gaze on the frozen-in-time Borsalino, DIO racked his brain. Without his time-stopping Stand ability, even someone as arrogant as he wouldn't dare entertain the idea of defeating him.
As the five-second limit of his time stop approached, DIO—possessing intelligence far beyond that of ordinary humans—suddenly considered a possibility.
That near-impervious defense of his enemy—perhaps it didn't cover every part of his body.
DIO's eyes lit up with realization.
However, before confirming his hypothesis, he would have to wait for his next time stop. Only then could he set up the battlefield to annihilate this foe.
"Huh? Where'd he go?"
As time resumed its flow, Borsalino glanced around nonchalantly, making no effort to activate his Observation Haki to track DIO.
Knowing DIO's personality, Borsalino figured the vampire wouldn't flee unless he was absolutely desperate.
But minutes passed, and DIO was still nowhere to be found.
Just as Borsalino started considering whether to take things a bit more seriously, that familiar sensation returned.
"ZA WARUDO!"
Time stopped once more, and DIO appeared in the hallway, carrying an armful of weapons.
Looking at the motionless Borsalino, whose face still bore a strange smirk, DIO let out a cold laugh.
"Front, back… head, neck, heart…"
As he wandered through the frozen world, DIO began hurling weapon after weapon at Borsalino. Knight swords, throwing knives, spears—
A myriad of weapons was carefully aimed at every vital point on Borsalino's body.
The moment time resumed its flow, these weapons, suspended mid-air, would pierce through this monster's body.
While DIO was meticulously planning his victory, the battle between Vanilla Ice and the Star Crusaders on the lower levels of the mansion had also reached a fever pitch.
Although the idea of one person fighting six may sound unbelievable, Vanilla Ice's Stand ability, Cream, is almost unstoppable unless it encounters its natural counter. For most Stand users, dealing with it would be nearly impossible.
Luckily, Vanilla Ice, driven by his devotion to eliminating anyone who dared to challenge Lord DIO's authority, opted to confront the Stardust Crusaders head-on.
"Iggy!"
At Joseph's loud reminder, Iggy activated The Fool's ability, spreading sand throughout the entire space, revealing the movement paths of Cream.
"Anyone who dares offend Lord DIO will die!"
Vanilla Ice didn't care about his position being exposed.
What difference did it make if they knew where he was? Hidden within the void of Cream dark space, no one could touch him.
A vortex of nothingness, capable of devouring everything, rampaged through the mansion's lower levels. Vanilla Ice's confidence wasn't without reason—if he could capture any of the Stardust Crusaders, he could instantly consume their body.
"His observation ability is weak—use his moment of focus! Now's our chance!"
Using his unique Stand, Hermit Purple, Joseph repeatedly lashed out with its vines, trying to catch a momentary opening when Vanilla Ice exposed himself.
In direct combat, Joseph wasn't particularly powerful. But with his quick thinking and vast battle experience, even the strongest enemy could be taken down with the right strategy.
"Go! Emerald Splash! "
The ever-prepared Kakyoin immediately followed up. Although his Stand, Hierophant Green, lacked raw destructive power, its agility was second to none.
Seizing the moment Joseph forced Vanilla Ice to reveal himself, Kakyoin's Emerald Splash successfully pierced through Vanilla Ice's head.
"Star Platinum!"
Jotaro didn't let Joseph and Kakyoin's efforts go to waste. Before the severely wounded Vanilla Ice could retreat back into the void, Jotaro's Stand, Star Platinum, grabbed hold of him.
Then came a relentless barrage of Ora Ora, reducing the unfortunate vampire to an unrecognizable pulp.
"Cut him down! Silver Chariot!"
Polnareff shouted, his voice filled with determination. To prevent any surprises, Jotaro had warned everyone earlier that Vanilla Ice had likely become an immortal vampire.
Even after Star Platinum had crushed his head and hammered his body so flat it looked two-dimensional, Polnareff's Stand moved with lightning speed, severing Vanilla Ice's head and limbs with precision strikes.
"Be purified in flames!"
Avdol delivered the finishing blow. His Stand, Magician's Red, enveloped Vanilla Ice's dismembered remains in a raging inferno.
Even Vanilla Ice was utterly overwhelmed by the series of attacks. As the flames consumed him, his severed head continued to wail in agony.
To be fair, if this had been an ambush where neither side knew about the other's abilities, Vanilla Ice wouldn't have been defeated so miserably.
Before his Stand's ability was exposed, he could have easily relied on the terrifying power of Cream to take down several Stardust Crusaders.
However, this fight was far from "fair." The Crusaders had no intention of revealing their abilities to Vanilla Ice, nor did they feel compelled to engage in honorable one-on-one duels.
"AAAAAAH! I'll kill you all! No! I can't die yet! Lord DIO!"
Even as the flames consumed him, Vanilla Ice struggled and screamed. Reduced to nothing but a head, he continued to howl in desperation.
But even a vampire's immortality has its limits. Though his body could endure being dismembered, Avdol's flames were absolute, burning him to ashes.
"What a terrifying opponent…"
Joseph adjusted his cowboy hat.
It was unclear if he was referring to Vanilla Ice, now reduced to charcoal, or to DIO, the master Vanilla Ice had so devotedly served.
"Oh no! Mr. Borsalino is still upstairs!"
Polnareff's expression changed. Although they were aware of Borsalino's incredible strength, DIO's time-stopping ability was simply too overpowering.
If DIO decided to launch an ambush while Borsalino was alone, the consequences could be catastrophic!
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