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  Chapter 114. This is My Final Russian Ripple Charge!

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  Mori's enter with "Battle Tendency" could be described as purely tal. It was simir to how, in his past life, when Director Eiji Tsuburaya first introduced his "Ultraman" to the audiehere robably only one phrase that could describe the viewers' feelings at the time: "When I first saw Ultraman, I thought I saw God."

  That was the purest thought in the hearts of the viewers who were passionate about tokusatsu films.

  However, this se was limited to those who were obsessed with tokusatsu films. For anroup of viewers who had long outgrown the age of being fasated by tokusatsu when "Ultramaed, those who did ninally pay attention to tokusatsu films naturally didn't find the teiques used in "Ultraman" impressive, nor did they have any special feelings about the birth of Ultraman.

  The emotions of beauty, strength, and immortality ("I brought two lives") were simply out of their reach.

  This ck of uanding and indifference could simirly apply to Mori. As a well-known actor in this parallel world, who had risen to fame through tough-guy roles, Mori had gradually faded into semi-retirement, disappearing from the industry as it began to shift towards romahemed works or projects dominated by popur idols.

  However, this was a choice he had made himself. After all, if he hadn't liked tough-guy roles and wasn't a tough guy himself, how could he have pyed one well in the full-dive filming industry and bee a well-known tough-guy actor?

  So, when he uionally saw NHK's report on the sensation caused by the episode depig Caesar's death and withe "fair" life-ah duel between Caesar and Wamuu, and the unyielding will of Wamuu, who rose to kill Caesar, Mori quickly caught up on "Phantom Blood," the first part of the series, and followed "Battle Tendency" up to the test episode.

  He finally realized that the battle between Caesar and Wamuu was not a mere ce.

  The studio that produced this series, Green Dolphin Studio, was just like him. Even though the values of the current era were gradually shifting towards a more childish dire, there would always be a group of people who would tio walk in the opposite dire of the times, towards a "Radiant Road" they wao traverse, not based on others' expectations but on their desires to enter a "World of Men!"

  This realization of having found panions almost made Mori rush to Green Dolphin Studio's headquarters to beg for a role.

  But just as famous actors often nd more signifit roles than others, Mori, as a former well-known actor, wasn't particurly worried about this aspect. However, now that he was semi-retired, whether he pyed an important role or not didn't matter to him.

  He only had one request: whether as a vilin or a hero, he wao have a showdown filled with resolve!

  So, as he pondered whether he should return to the industry and take on a few projects to rebuild his reputation to secure a role he wanted in future colborations with Green Dolphin Studio, Mori put on his full-dive helmet and said, "Let me witness it once again, Joseph Joestar."

  "As just a 'ter-fighter,' you truly step onto this 'path to true victory'?"

  "After all, you are not the only one running and peting on this road!"

  That's right! Returning to the industry could wait for ter, but the duel between Joseph and Wamuu was about to reach its climax!

  After a brief internal debate, Mori decided that watg the episode was more important. After sending a resume to Green Dolphin Studio, he turned his attention back to the episode...

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  "It's... it's ing... I have to figure out a way to deal with this..."

  The Divine Sandstorm was closing in on Joseph's position. At this distance, Joseph could evehe tingle of the air being sliced apart. Within the sed, or the oer that, but no more than four or five seds, he would be cut in half by the Divine Sandstorm.

  If he were his old self, he would probably be in despair right now. Uo use the Ripple, all his methods were useless in a situation where Wamuu didn't give him a ce to set up a pn.

  Although he still had his various bombs and grenades, given the physical strength of the Pilr Men... no, Wamuu, who had already been tricked once, wouldn't easily allow him to successfully hit him with anythihrew.

  Even though Joseph now wao act tough and py dead like the protagonists in folklore who escape from bears by pretending to be corpses, hoping Wamuu's Divine Sandstorm would ignore his presence, deying him until Wamuu's body succumbed to the heat and fri caused by the teique, Joseph soon realized he had overestimated his resolve.

  Because, holy, it hurt so much!!

  Uo stop himself, Joseph let out a scream the moment the Divine Sandstorm neared and made taaturally, this allowed Wamuu to pinpoint his location.

  And so, Joseph finally made up his mind, throwing the lit obje his hand!

  "Take this, Wamuu!"

  Don't you love making resolutions?

  The's have a wager, Wamuu!

  Will you recklessly allow the Divine Sandstorm to slice through my skull?

  Or will you stop your attack to intercept my final Russian Ripple Charge (Molotov cocktail)?!

  "How b. Is this your final move, JOJO?"

  Wamuu easily intercepted and sliced the Molotov cocktail, saying in disappoi, "Even though the area he fmes is my blind spot, as long as I move oer away from the fire, I sense objects again."

  "It seems you've run out of tricks, and from the moans you just let out, I've already pinpointed your exact location!"

  "Out of tricks?"

  "Wamuu, you've already lost."

  Joseph said fidently!