Chapter 379 Diamond Weapons
[Series at the beginning of chapters·Series of lovesickness will be suspended for the time being 9·"Departure to the Kingdom of Brujoa"] [The wandering painter George and the second-rate hypnotist Tilda spent all their savings to buy a small boat, and prepared to sail across the ocean... They hugged each other at the bow of the deck, and read the newspaper in their hands repeatedly with tears in their eyes... In addition to the huge reports on the so-called swordsman competition on the resort island for several consecutive pages, various news about Giorno, Hawkeye, Mrs. Ghost, Rain Shiryu and so on, there was a missing person notice in a small corner of the page, with text and photos, the address attached, and a flirty rose mark at the end of the text... The innocent little girl standing on the deck of a ship in the photo was their long-lost daughter Marianne...]——
"We can't let that guy go like this!"
The sky is clear and the weather on the resort island is pleasant at noon - this is nonsense, in fact, the climate on the resort island is pleasant all year round, otherwise how could it be qualified to be a resort island.
A group of dozens of people gathered together, exchanging glances, and they could see the anger in each other's eyes.
Anger towards that Giovanna Giorno.
This group of frustrated people who were eliminated like trash in the most humiliating way, gathered in a bar near the arena, swords in their hands, with only one thing in mind, that is revenge.
"He just relies on the power of the devil fruit that can control metal."
"Meanwhile, it's nothing."
"I hate him so much! I want to chop him into hundreds of pieces with my own sword..."
More than a thousand people were eliminated by Lynch in one go.
Among them, some were so frightened by the scene of thousands of swords raining down that they no longer had the courage to hold a sword.
Some people realize the difference in strength...
But there were also dozens of people like the ones here - perhaps there were other groups gathered in other places on the island - who were not frightened by the scene. Instead, they were aroused with rage and unwillingness. They were angry that Giorno won by such un-swordsman means, and they were unwilling to see this swordsmanship journey end like this. So they gathered together and vowed to take revenge on Giorno and his female captain.
Bah! They are just lovers! They are so affectionate at the competition. It makes me angry! "Look at these."
A swordsman took a big gulp of wine, slammed the glass on the table, and picked up a large package from the ground at his feet.
Spread it out in front of everyone so that everyone can see what's inside.
It was a long stick, a rough sword, an axe, a hammer...
The sturdy swordsman blushed and sneered, "Can't he control metal? We just need to not have any metal on our bodies that he can control!"
The weapons in the package were purchased on the island by him using his connections and spending a large amount of money.
Weapons specially made to fight Giorno! They are all made of diamond! In terms of hardness, they are even stronger than ordinary metal swords! "Great stuff!"
The gathered sword masters' eyes lit up as they picked up the rough diamond weapons in the packages one after another. Only a few of the swords were sharpened to be as sharp as real swords, while most of them looked more like unsharpened swords, or simply diamond mallets, axes, hammers...
There is no diamond marketing in this world. Although they are not worthless, diamonds here are much cheaper than in Lynch’s previous life. They are cheaper than most gems, not to mention gold.
Diamond, the raw material, was even cheaper. The processing fee that the swordsman spent on buying these weapons was many times higher than the material cost of diamond.
"Great! With these diamond weapons, we must teach that hateful guy a lesson!"
"It's just the two hundred million little ghosts in the park, who have mastered that troublesome ability..."
Dozens of swordsmen who were unwilling to be eliminated and become insignificant in the crowd toasted their glasses. Which of them was not a famous swordsman who stirred up the storm on the sea and had a great reputation? Many of them came from the New World, and those with clean backgrounds had passed through Marijoa, while those who were pirates had passed through the Fishman Island, the territory of Whitebeard, which was 10,000 meters deep in the sea... After going through so many storms, how could they be willing to be eliminated by an inexplicable kid who had only appeared a few years ago?
And in such an infuriating way!
"Let's go! Kill him while he's on his way to the stadium this afternoon!"
"And that woman! Kill them both!"
A group of several dozen people left the bar in a rage.
The other guests in the bar looked at each other: “………………”
"That's how they yell?"
"What else?"
"Will you remind Giorno?"
There was a lot of discussion in the bar.
"Stop talking nonsense. That guy is a pirate after all. Who would risk being retaliated by those desperate criminals to help two pirates?"
"That Giorno, if he dared to do something like that, he should be prepared to bear the consequences. He deserved to be killed by those people!"
"Yes, look at the bar owner, it's as if he didn't hear anything..."
The boss who was mixing drinks at the bar didn't look up and said, "My dear, I really didn't hear anything."
Everyone in the bar burst into laughter.
On the other side, dozens of people holding diamond weapons dispersed and blocked the arena where the swordsmanship competition was held, quietly waiting for Giorno and Jolyne to appear.
Time passed little by little, the sun passed overhead, and afternoon was approaching...
More and more spectators came in groups of three or five, passing through every street and rushing towards the arena.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The eliminated swordsmen hid in the dark corners of the street, observing every person passing by on the street with sharp eyes.
There are four more preliminaries in the afternoon, with more than 40 people in each, and a total of more than 100 swordsmen participating... In the crowd, the eliminated swordsmen watched those swordsmen walk towards the arena together in the crowd of spectators.
"We are not weaker than these people! We just had bad luck and were injured by the falling blade!"
The swordsmen in the shadows were filled with hatred.
Wearing a military cap and uniform, biting a cigar and carrying a magic sword, Yu Zhixilu walked in the crowd, and the people automatically made way to leave some space for him.
He had already won the fourth preliminary match in the morning and successfully advanced. He came in the afternoon just to watch the match between another Charlotte woman and Hawkeye's Mihawk.
On another street, Charlotte Armand, who had won the morning match, accompanied her sister Mond to the arena.
In Charlotte's family, except for her mother, most of the others are loving brothers and sisters, and they have a strong sense of family affection for each other.
This was due to the education they received over the years, and also because their mother would go crazy from time to time. If they had not been united, this big family might have been destroyed by their mother long ago.
Over the years, Charlotte's children have long been accustomed to the rule that "family comes before everything else"... Unless it is absolutely necessary, even Mrs. Ghost (Harmony) will appear very humane in front of her brothers and sisters.
"Losing to these people... is worth the trip!"
"That's how it should be..."
The eliminated swordsmen who were watching from the dark were heartbroken. If they lost to the Ghost Lady, to Rain Shiryu, to the man with Hawkeye in the ring... at least they would lose with a clear conscience and have a name for their loss!
But if he was eliminated in that way by Giorno, not even his name would be left!
No one would remember that they had been to this swordsmanship competition.
And such elimination will become a permanent scar in their hearts.
Mihawk was walking down the street towards the arena wearing a feather robe, a windbreaker, bare chest, folded arms, a huge black sword on his back, and leather boots.
He had no interest in the rats lurking on both sides of the street.
“…………”
The eliminated swordsmen hiding in the main roads around the arena waited for a long time until the streets became empty and most people had entered the arena. They could even hear the huge noise inside the arena.
The game has already started, but they still haven't seen Giorno and Jolyne...
(End of this chapter)