Chapter 694: Crazy Thursday Battle Against Blue Road

【Yo, I'm feelin' tha VODOO in my brain, the wonder of bloodline, the karma of bloodline.】

Accompanied by BGM that seemed to come from nowhere.

"Muda muda muda muda muda muda—!"

The stained-glass ceiling rattled and fell; in the instant the two Stand figures clashed midair, the entire Red Magic Mansion shuddered violently.

A terrifying shockwave erupted the moment the golden fists collided, its speed and frequency denser than falling rain, sending the hair and clothes of the audience in the front row flying into disarray.

"The Young Lady's order: the noise is too loud, disturbing sleep."

Sixty-ye Satsuya seemed to recall something, her gaze sharpening: "Eliminate the noise!"

She moved, using an irrational martial art to bounce off walls, ceilings, and stone pillars, hurling daggers at the bizarre golden-haired muscular man.

"Not a bad idea, but—"

Seeing another golden Stand gradually matching his speed, the golden-haired man spread his arms, his crimson cloak snapping violently in the chaotic energy currents:

"Let DIO teach you the true way to use 'The World'!"

The golden humanoid behind him suddenly raised its hand, and the entire space rippled with eerie distortions.

"Za Warudo!"

The world faded at that moment.

"The gears of time have halted."

In an instant, all figures froze; Sixty-ye Satsuya's silver blade reflected cold light, its tip just three inches from Su Lin's throat.

He stared at Sixty-ye and sneered: "Wry——!!!!!!"

A piercing roar erupted.

The flesh and fascia of Stand 【The World】 trembled instantly, launching without hesitation toward that delicate face—but at the same moment, Satsuya's lips moved slightly:

"Illusory World."

"The World!"

This was an ability inherent to her own time control; a duplicate Stand appeared behind Satsuya, initiating a counterattack within the frozen world.

"Muda muda muda muda!!!"

At the moment their fists clashed, as if infected by the man, she too uttered strange, shrill words.

"Excellent, my bloodline, my daughter—this is how you must wield Stand power!" The golden-haired man roared with even greater excitement.

"Ora ora ora—!!!"

Amidst drumlike collisions, cracks appeared in the frozen world; Kleine's robe hem spilled gray mist, the flying mist rapidly twisting the space into an abstract painting-like form.

Divine Realm: The Realm of Secrecy

Kaguya pointed at the two combatants and asked Kleine: "Why isn't Gelmann joining?"

"Because Mr. World isn't Stand World," Kleine replied, not considering summoning a puppet to join the fight.

"Senior Su Lin, you've misquoted your line," Song Shuhang couldn't help laughing: "And why did that guy awaken a Stand too?"

The fantasy land, once dominated by bullet-hell games, was now warping its very art style: outside, the blood demon Remilia was battling a fake main god Odin with martial prowess, while inside, Stand users were exchanging "muda" and "ora" with each other.

"We've probably entered a doujin fanfic version of the Red Magic Mansion."

Kaguya said: "Could it be that the head maid drank Su Lin's blood and became like this?"

Kleine walked to Meng Qi's side and unlocked his handcuffs.

"Rest assured, Mr. Meng, our police won't overlook any detail of the red mist anomaly—your suspicion has temporarily lessened."

"Hehehe, thank you!" Meng Qi gritted his teeth.

"That golden-haired man is Su Lin?!" Magisa, who had been standing nearby, finally understood and hurriedly said: "Then make him and Satsuya stop fighting right away!"

"Well, it should be ending soon," Kaguya yawned.

"Satsuya's time-manipulation ability is formidable against most demons and humans, but in terms of authority level, she's still far below me and Su Lin."

"But isn't he injured and unable to use the power of laws?" Huai Shi asked in confusion.

He had watched Su Lin's condition closely these past days—sometimes the man seemed on the verge of physically breaking apart—and now, without using spell cards, he was unleashing a berserker state akin to Luo Xian.

"It's less about laws and more about bloodline talent," Kaguya lowered her hand, paused, then said: "Bloodline talent?"

Kleine pulled out a pocket watch, snapped the cover shut with a click, then clicked it open again, letting his thoughts drift: "Stands are inherited through blood."

"But that's not a Stand—it's a Dharma Body," Meng Qi knew what they were thinking:

"My Imperishable Primordial Body, the Seven Swords of Cutting Heaven—there's no way they could be inherited by drinking blood."

Click.

The handcuffs were relocked.

"Mr. Yuanshi Tianzun, your previous statement will be entered as testimony."

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Mortal flesh is sometimes like this—words spoken without thought, reactions slower than before.

As Officer Zhou arrested Meng Qi, Sixty-ye Satsuya's body outside the Divine Realm gradually lost color, her limbs stiffening.

"I say, let there be"

Light surged from the golden Stand behind Su Lin; he pushed off hard, and as cracks spread across his entire body, he leapt into the sky: "Takizawa Laura—!"

A yellow road roller was created, descending from the heavens.

Boom—

The entire hall shattered like a broken kaleidoscope; all European-style reliefs collapsed, billowing clouds of dust.

"Satsuya!!!"

Magisa widened her eyes, ignoring everything, and charged out from beyond the gray mist's boundary; the abstract painting of the Divine Realm gradually faded.

Beside the road roller, Sixty-ye Satsuya lay on the ground, eyes closed, her braided side locks limp, her breath faint.

And Su Lin, portraying DIO, convulsed all over with cracks across his body, as if being roasted in flames, "Too hot! Too hot! Too hot! Su Tuoni, I'm gonna cut you to pieces!"

"This guy's gone wild," Meng Qi shook his head. "Completely off the rails."

To create a steamroller, he chose to be utterly elevated and burned away.

Marisa checked and found Yagyō wasn't seriously hurt, so she exhaled in relief—then saw Hōrai-san Kaguya walking over, holding something strange.

It was a road sign pointing left ahead.

Kaguya raised the sign high with both hands and let out a chilling laugh: "I'll use this to chop off Satsuki's head."

You're also completely off the rails?!

Instantly, the sign fell like a guillotine blade—before Marisa could react, a pair of hands clad in golden armor reappeared.

"So it really is World," Kaguya turned to look at Su Lin. "Can you choose her awakened Stand for her?"

Su Lin, recovered, pushed himself up from the ground, his Sky Phantasm returning to its original form.

"Her spiritual matter hasn't solidified yet—it's still active. I just guided it slightly, and when Ora! Muda happened, I transmitted the setting and form of 【World】 to her."

The Sky Phantasm was essentially the residual spiritual energy left behind by Su Lin after descending from the Throne of the Abyssal God, following his use of the Martyr. With help from TOAA, the Supreme Above All, it formed a conceptual Stand-type Digital Monster, condensed from spiritual power.

"She probably drank my blood."

This body, hollowed out and completely burned, was merely an ordinary human—but when Su Lin briefly regained control, due to the presence of the Sky Phantasm, his blood gained the ability to activate others' spiritual power and materialize it.

These are merely Su Lin's current speculations.

"Don't worry—I accelerated the solidification of her spiritual matter."

Su Lin said to Marisa, who was watching him: "Yeah, her spiritual state should be returning to normal soon."

As expected, right after Su Lin spoke, the Yagyō in Marisa's arms frowned and let out a muffled groan.

She blinked drowsily: "Black and white rats?"

"I'm the ordinary magician Marisa," Marisa corrected.

"No good! Young Lady!"

Without time to wonder why she was here or who the others were, as Satsuki's consciousness returned, terror flashed across her face—she immediately turned and sprinted toward the direction she'd come from.

"Hey, wait!"

Marisa reached out—but the maid had vanished as if teleporting. "I was still listening to the blood's owner."

"She went that way," Su Lin pointed to a corner of the corridor.

Marisa: "Patchouli's library? Let's hurry after her."

But as she ran to the spot, she suddenly stopped—the walls and floor looked like canvas peeled back, revealing a crimson interior, countless vein-like patterns spreading outward.

In the air, an unnaturally sweet scent seemed to linger.

Su Lin dipped a finger, smeared a bit, and shoved it into Meng Qi's mouth.

"What the fuck, ketchup?"

"Lan Lan Lu~~~"

The grand library of the Red Magician's Mansion was dark and cramped, thick with mist. In the center lay a space like a plaza.

"No… wail… no!" A fairy girl's face twisted in terror.

Unfortunately, a group of red-haired, yellow-clad men with 'M' symbols on their chests surrounded her—and moments later…

"Lan Lan Lu~~~"

The fairy girl vanished, replaced by a fairy clown, identical in attire, as if copied and pasted from the same template.

"Patchouli GO!"

"Lan Lan Lu~~~"

"Ah! Oh my God~, Patchouli GO!"

"What if I just call her Zi Ma~~~ sdasdsdf"

Suddenly one clown vanished—but it didn't matter; they continued forward, humming a strange tune and moving in perfect unison with dance-like motions.

"Lady Patchouli, please flee!"

The little demon trembled, yet still stood before Patchouli, whose body floated listlessly, thin and pale-skinned.

"Their target is you!"

"Huh!?"

By the candlestick, Patchouli watched this horrifying scene, coughing as she retreated toward Remilia's location—her already pale face now utterly bloodless.

"Lady Patchouli, leave this to me," the silver-haired maid appeared suddenly, holding a silver dagger.

"Satsuki? You've recovered?!"

Patchouli exclaimed in delight.

"No, these things—" She was about to say they possessed extreme contamination and assimilation abilities, that prolonged contact or conversation must be avoided—when a clown descended from the ceiling.

"PAD?" The clown stared at Yagyō.

Visible to the naked eye, the slender arm swung hard—a punch slammed into the clown's face.

"You're the one who padded the PAD!"

Immediately, the Stand 【World】 manifested, chanting Muda as it pounded the clown with blows.

This sight widened Patchouli's mouth slightly—until the smoking, twisted clown flew backward and collapsed on the ground like a knotted rope.

"My apologies," Satsuki bowed. "Please take the Young Lady's body and leave quickly—I'll hold the rear."

"What is that?"

"My Stand. World."

Satsuki's expression was strange—as if a golden-haired vampire who claimed to be her father had taught her how to use it in a dream. What was that vampire's name again?

"PADIO," "Patchouli GO!" The knotted clown rose again, its joints twisting unnaturally: "This is your excuse for breaking up~~"

"If you could love me again~"

The clown's form began twisting in dance, pulling apart left and right; within just a few lines of lyrics, more clowns split off.

This sight left Sixteen Night stunned: Undead plus cloning?!

"Hurry up and go." She turned back—and found the bed where Remilia lay surrounded silently by clowns.

"Lanlanlu?"

The clowns all tilted their heads in unison, halting every motion to gaze at the same spot—the library's entrance.

"Lanlanlu!"

They simultaneously clapped their shoulders, then raised their hands high—golden figures surged out from among them.

"Haha~ Big brother, are you here to play with Furan?!"

Flandre emitted a crisp laugh: "Furan was just about to find Sister and play together—it's already night, and Sister's still lying in bed."

She hugged Su Lin, gripping his clothes with both tiny hands, utterly delighted.

"Furan has learned Lanlanlu!"

Su Lin stared at the golden-haired little girl lunging into his arms, then at the terrifyingly dense crowd of McDonald's clowns—his lips began twitching uncontrollably.

"Lanlanlu?"

Flandre looked puzzled, gazing at Su Lin in his unchanged clothes: "Why aren't you taking off your clothes? Aren't you going to play the game we played last time?"

"According to what you said before, choosing the smallest caliber bullets is fine, right?" Kaguya smiled and clapped her hands.

Miss Kelaien drew his revolver and began loading: "For whom does the bell toll?"

"Senior Su Lin, although it's not illegal," Song Shuhang said, shaking his head as he looked at Sandy covering her mouth on his shoulder, "you still think this is going too far."

That last dream

had turned her Stand into this.

Su Lin sighed to the heavens: "Look up."

Impatient that Su Lin remained still, Flandre flew into the air.

"Furan will change your clothes—come play with me~"

"Lanlanlu!"

A red-haired clown, seven-tenths resembling Su Lin, emerged from behind Flandre, his back bearing wings adorned with the same multicolored crystal pendants.

"Aaah, oh my god!"

He emitted philosophical sounds and began dancing.

"All ruined," Huai Shi shook his head, then nodded: "But somehow… not ruined."

This time, it seems we've entered the Red Mansion's grotesque parody instance.

Meng Qi saw the ever-multiplying McDonald's mascots surging toward them, covering his face: "You really are the mastermind, aren't you?"

"How was I supposed to know she'd awaken a Stand like this?!" Su Lin's scalp prickled as he heard those grotesque skill lines.

Enough! Stop using Mr. Su's face for this in public! What even are Golden Arches clowns?!

"Young Miss, please stop!" Sakuya had realized these clowns were under Flandre's control.

"Shut up, Sakuya!" Flandre frowned: "Once you turn into Lanlanlu, you can't break no matter how hard you try! Let's all play together! Hahaha!"

She split into four—and behind her, the Stand Lanlanlu split into four as well.

"Think of a solution fast," Meng Qi elbowed Su Lin: "That Stand was your doing too."

No choice left.

"Looks like the same type of Stand," Su Lin activated the Sky Form's replication ability: "Taboo Four Four..."

An old man with white hair and white beard, wearing a KFC white shirt, stepped out from behind him, leaning on a cane.

"Four! Crazy Crazy Thursday~~~"