The moment Lucian’s hand touched the spine, a strong sense of discomfort arose.
Immediately after, the spine began to merge into Lucian’s body.
Accompanied by intense tinnitus and a feeling of dizziness.
A figure with pierced hands and wearing a crown of thorns whispered into Lucian’s ear:
“If you believe your heart is firm, do not let confusion take root.
Traveler from a foreign land, I hope you too can find your own happiness.”
The Saint seemed to gaze at Lucian for a moment, and then the figure behind him vanished instantly.
However, the words left behind by the Saint greatly stimulated Lucian; he seemed to realize his identity as a Transmigration traveler.
Immediately after, Lucian, who had just been on the prairie, suddenly appeared in a small town.
At the same time, a blue and cyan figure emerged beside him.
Its body was covered in what looked like flowing liquid silver metal, and inside its semi-hollow body, one could see a golden heart, with a huge gear on each arm.
Its face, visible with sharp teeth, appeared extremely ferocious and terrifying.
It seems Lucian is also someone with the necessary aptitude.
His Mental Energy was sufficient to support him in obtaining a Stand.
Therefore, Lucian successfully manifested his Stand.
Now, his first step has been achieved.
Stand: Heartsteel
(Note: Appears to be a League reference)
Destructive Power: B, Speed: A, Range: C, Precision: C, Persistence: B, Developmental Potential: B
Ability: Imparts metallic properties to soft objects it touches.
With the emergence of the Stand, the storm stopped immediately, and the dark clouds quickly dissipated in the sky.
Sunlight began to shine back onto the earth, dispelling the chill on Lucian’s body.
Lucian found a nearby eave to sit under, then breathed in the air deeply.
The door in his mind seemed to have a glimmer of light.
If he collected all the Saint’s Corpse parts, would the door light up completely?
At that time, he should be able to open this door.
However, this would be a very dangerous thing.
Especially since after all the remains enter a person’s body, it enters the process of human sacrifice.
This would cost the sacrifice’s life.
Therefore, he must find a reasonable way to temporarily give up this part of the remains.
He would wait until The President gathered all the remains before going to seize the complete corpse.
By then, he might not necessarily be able to defeat The President.
However, he could certainly find someone else to sacrifice after collecting the remains.
It didn’t have to be Lucy Steel acting as the sacrifice.
Moreover, perhaps he wouldn’t need all of the Saint’s Corpse to make the door in his mind light up, so he should continue to Sugar Mountain to try to get the rest of the Saint’s parts.
These two parts would also be easy to get.
Thinking of this, Lucian began to test his Stand’s ability; this was a close-range power-type Stand.
Range C allowed the Stand to move about 10 meters, which was much further than Jotaro Kujo’s Star Platinum, and roughly the same attack range as Dio’s The World.
The Stand shared its vision.
Moreover, the B-Power and A-Speed attributes would not necessarily be at a disadvantage in a face-to-face barrage, and although it wasn’t double-A in power and speed, it was basically enough.
The Stand caused a depression in the ground with a casual punch.
The Stand’s ability could instantly turn his clothes into something like armor, which could protect him well when facing an attack.
Other soft things could also gain metallic effects.
For example, a whip could become like a blade swung at will, and objects held in his hand could have their metallic properties changed at will.
And metallic properties were not just about sharpness.
After experimenting with his ability for a while, Lucian felt he should go and ask how the race was going.
He would decide what to do next based on the progress of the plot.
This race could be considered news of national interest.
So, many people should know about it; telegraphs were much faster than horses, not to mention that the race’s sponsors included a newspaper business, and the newspapers would always reveal these situations.
So, Lucian shook the rainwater off his body and found a small bar.
Seeing a customer covered in water walk in, the bartender greeted him warmly: “Recently, it’s always suddenly pouring rain here, and many people have been soaked like drowned rats.
Have a drink to warm yourself up.”
Lucian sat on the stool at the bar and replied: “Then give me a drink to warm up.” He then asked curiously: “How is the Steel Ball Run going?
I heard the race had already started.”
The bartender placed a drink in front of Lucian, then tossed a newspaper onto the counter and complained: “The first stage of the race is over.
I didn’t expect the first place to be an Indian kid, though the second place is that famous Diego.” It was clear he was very dissatisfied with an Indian being in first place.
Lucian took the newspaper he tossed over and began to read it.
It seemed that while he was searching for the Saint’s Corpse, the race had already completed one-ninth of the way.
Perhaps the second stage of the race was also nearing its end, as this newspaper was already news from a few days ago.
They were actually not far from his location; trains in this era were not much faster than other modes of transportation.
At this moment, on a train, a blond man wearing gorgeous purple clothes suddenly woke up.
The image of Lucian picking up the Saint’s spine in the storm appeared inexplicably in Funny Valentine’s mind.
This image showed an Easterner picking up the Saint’s spine in a small town, and the road sign showing the town’s name was also in the image.
He was a bit surprised that just as the race had started, someone had already obtained a piece of the Saint’s Corpse.
This person was clearly not a participant in the race.
Perhaps he had ties to some other faction, and he wasn’t the only one craving this miracle.
Perhaps others had already obtained the remains, but he had already sent people among the contestants to investigate.
However, since he knew someone had already obtained a part of the remains, he should send someone to retrieve it.
That Easterner probably wouldn’t know that he already knew he had taken the remains part.
So, he currently held the upper hand in terms of intelligence.
The President ordered a man beside him who was wearing a rainbow mask and had braids: “Blackmore, go and take back the spine of the remains.
I saw someone obtain the spine of the remains near Kansas City.
He is an Easterner.
He is accompanied by a storm, perhaps this is related to the ability he obtained.
And your ability is just what is needed.”
Blackmore nodded and replied: “I will bring the Saint’s Corpse back for you.” Then he stood up and walked out of the carriage.
At the front of the train, the race organizer, Steven Steel, was sitting there; it looked like he was just a puppet pushed to the front.
The President looked at his subordinate’s back and said: “Do not disappoint me.”