Chapter 582: The Art of Violence is also Art

As family members, Buffalo and baby5 have witnessed many times how powerful the old man Rao G is.

His physical toughness and powerful boxing skills make him the top-level figure even in a family full of masters. Otherwise, how could he serve as the family's physical training instructor? It is common for Rao G to resist the cannons fired by the navy with his bare hands. When carrying out the mission assigned by the young master, he has conquered an island alone before...

So when they saw Lao G burst out with an unprecedented powerful attitude and rushed forward towards Giovanna Giorno, Buffalo and Baby5 were full of confidence and were ready to jump out and applaud and congratulate Lao G for his victory!

But who knew that when Lao G rushed over with great vigor, he was hit by a stick from the other party, and black and red lightning burst out, as if he had exploded alive! Even though they were hiding here, they could still hear the loud muffled sound clearly, and they shivered with fear on the spot.

Rao G flew far away with blood splattered all over his body, and fell to the ground without any movement. No one knew whether he was killed by Giorno's stick...

Buffalo and baby5 almost lost the ability to think, both of them were stunned with snot dripping down their noses.

They quietly took back the half foot they had taken...

"Is this an illusion?" Buffalo muttered, "How can there be such a strong monster... That's Rao G who has unleashed his full strength!"

He turned his head and saw Baby5 transform her upper body into a giant cannon barrel, aiming it at Giovanna Giorno. He was so scared that his face turned pale. He quickly stood in front of the muzzle of the "cannon girl" and lowered his voice to stop her: "What are you doing?!"

A question mark seemed to appear on baby5's gun barrel.

"Are you crazy? Your cannons definitely can't kill him!" Buffalo said with cold sweat, "Didn't you see that even Mr. Gladius's explosion couldn't do anything to him? In the end, even Mr. Gladius was killed by him neatly... What's the point of you attacking him? It will only kill us!"

"..." The upper body of the gun barrel slowly returned to its original shape. Baby5 rubbed his face and said depressedly, "Then what do you say we should do?"

Buffalo whispered, "Of course we should leave now!"

"Eh?" Baby5 said shyly, "Do you want to take me to the ends of the earth?"

"Don't act funny at a time like this!" Buffalo was so anxious, "What I mean is that the Den Den Mushi is no longer usable. We must escape now and inform the young master of what's happening here! - Get on my back now!"

He opened his arms and urged her on, and the little girl quickly crawled to the back of his neck and held on firmly.

Blah, blah, blah, blah…

Buffalo's head spun like a propeller, and the speed increased. He took a few steps and jumped hard, then flew into the snowy sky with baby5 on his back...

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Robin glanced at the flying figure not far behind her. She estimated the direction they left and it seemed that they were heading towards the complex of buildings on the top of the high slope in the middle of the birdcage.

Is Doflamingo there?

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Lynch who had knocked the muscular old man away with a stick.

"You're pretty good at taking a beating!"

Lynch walked towards Lao G, who was hit by a stick, holding the golden iron rod, and was ready to hit him with another stick to finish him off. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the artistic woman Jora who fell to the ground on the other side.

"Idiot! A true artist won't be defeated by you so easily!"

Jorah's head was bleeding and she looked like a madman. Her whole body was shrouded in a colorful and misty air. She roared, and the colorful clouds that were wrapped around her body gathered in her hands and slapped towards Lin Qi.

“Destructive Art!!!”

The colorful cloud waves burst out from her palm like a beam of brilliant aurora and shot directly at Lynch.

"Submit to my art!"

There was even a hint of soprano in Jorah's crazy scream, and along with the blurry halo emanating from her palm, there was indeed a psychedelic effect.

The colorful stream, like an aurora, completely submerged Lynch, but its momentum did not decrease. It turned a small corner and enveloped Robin...

Robin was a little surprised, but strangely, he didn't feel that the attack caused him any harm.

It's just that the colorful halo surrounding it somewhat blocks the view...

When the light pollution gradually dissipated, Robin first saw Lynch in front of him and was stunned.

So pretty...

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The humanoid aircraft Buffalo carried Baby5 straight to the buildings on the high slope. From a distance, they saw Pica, Diamante, and Mahabas chatting in the open space outside after looting a lot of treasure chests.

"Hmm?" Diamante was tall, and when he looked up he saw the two people flying in the sky, "Are they back? Did they find Corazon and Luo?"

Pika and Mahabas also looked up, and saw Buffalo crying in the sky, "Something big has happened!!"

"Has Buffalo been with Baby5 for too long?" Mahbais said with a smile, "Has he become a fussy person?"

Something serious? What could possibly happen? At most, the navy is here. What kind of a big deal is that? Pica looked calm. He turned around and saw Dover and Torrebol coming out. He said in a shrill voice, "Dover, I have a bad feeling."

Doflamingo walked towards Buffalo who was falling at high speed with a blank expression on his face and asked calmly, "What happened?"

Buffalo was panting, and it was unclear whether he was tired or frightened. Baby5 stood on his neck, looked up at Doflamingo with tears in her eyes, and cried, "Mr. Gladius, Mr. Lao G, Mr. Senior, Miss Jora... They, they... were all killed! Woo woo..."

"What did you say?!"

When the little girl said this, Pica, Diamanti and Mahabashi were all shocked.

No one expected that Buffalo and Baby5 would bring back such news! Trebol, who came out with Doflamingo, shouted, "How is this possible!? Who has the guts to kill someone from our Don Quixote family?! Who has the ability to kill a cadre from our Don Quixote family?!"

Everyone looked at the backbone, Doflamingo.

"Dover..."

An invisible aura of terror emanated from him, and he said expressionlessly:

“Lead the way, Buffalo, baby5.

"Don't let people think that those who hurt our Don Quixote family can leave in one piece..."

The flying snowflakes seemed to suddenly freeze, and the whistling cold wind added a bit of creepy and murderous atmosphere.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

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"Do you think that you, the pirates from the New World, can look down on our Don Quixote family?

"Ohhhhhhh~ Too naive! Two idiots!!"

The wounded Jorah caught a glimpse of Gladius's body, as well as Senior and Lao G, who were unknown whether they were dead or not, from the corner of his eye. The corners of his eyes could not help but twitch violently, but he still raised his index finger and laughed out loud. They dared to attack their Don Quixote family. He must severely humiliate these two ungrateful guys.

In front of her, after the colorful aurora-like "artistic atmosphere" dissipated, Lynch was in front and Robin was behind. The bodies of the two people turned into the style of abstract oil paintings...

The lines are twisted, the shapes are weird...

Lynch looked at his weirdly shaped fist, shook it, and it was so limp that he was speechless.

Robin looked at his new look and his heart beat fast. He looked at Lynch, who was also distorted like abstract art, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

"Is your aesthetic too unique?"

Beside him, the stand-in armor complained silently.

It stood with its arms folded.

He was, after all, a stand-in, so it made sense that Jorah's "destructive arts" had no effect on him.

Lin Qiqi said: "I have a question."

"Oh, are you going to say your last words?" Jorah sneered.

Lin Qi shook his limp hands and asked, "Is your art the only one that is so abstract? Since it is the fruit of art, there shouldn't be only one school of thought."

"That makes sense..." Robin nodded at the back, her expression seemed a little regretful, which looked very strange on her abstract face.

"How does that make sense?!" Jorah shouted in frustration.

She gathered her emotions and sneered twice, "Give up now. Since you have been assimilated by my art, Giorno, no matter how strong you are like a monster, it is useless. Your body can't exert any strength at all now, right?"

Lynch looked down and agreed, "Yes, it's as if my body no longer belongs to me. I can't use any strength... Have I become part of the art?"

“Ohhhhhhh… This is the charm of art! How can art be tainted by violence?!”

She screamed and ran over, "Giorno, Jolyne Kujo, you've already lost! Now... it's time for you to pay the price!" She raised her leg and kicked at Lynch, who was painting in an abstract style.

Lin Qi's abstract face showed no emotion, he just said to himself: "Paper painting, martial arts..."

Bang!!

Jorah's leg hit the side of Lynch's arm, and she screamed in pain.

“…a block of iron.”

After Lynch finished speaking, his abstract-style body twisted, and the lines that made up his body were stretched straight and became angular, and the original oil painting-like material suddenly changed into a colorful metal sculpture.

"How, how is this possible..." Jorah's legs were swollen and his body was half hunched. He looked up at Giorno, who had changed his style, with disbelief in his eyes, "My art... my art is invincible... why..."

"'How can art be tainted by violence'?"

Lynch clenched his fist that looked like a metal sculpture, and punched down with a "bang", knocking Jora headfirst to the ground. "Bang!", a crack was created, and blood splattered.

"Who says... the aesthetics of violence is not art?"

3000 words. I am a bit tired recently, but I won't stop writing...

At least there is one more...

Five thousand votes. Although there is only one day left, what if I can get six thousand votes?

(End of this chapter)