In Jojo universe, Stand was a guardian which only Stand user could see.

The reason being that Stand was a manifestation of ones mental fortitude. Without strong mental fortitude, it was impossible for one to see Stand. Obviously, those with strong mental fortitude were mostly Stand users, but there were some exceptions.

(Authors Note: this was just to spice the story up, if no one could see the Stand other than the protagonist, the story would be too boring, so dont take this custom change too seriously).

In Ricktons eyes, despite there were more than dozens of victims already, they absolutely didnt see a thing other than something like a ripple in the air without knowing what it was. Meanwhile, their comrades have fallen victim to this invisible monster one by one, their blood splattered like crazy, some of them were even no longer recognizable.

Sound of gunshots filled the air. Even though this was a hideout specifically chosen by Rickton since it was hard to find, and almost nobody would loiter around in a place like this, and even if something happened, Rickton and his men would have an absolute advantage because this hideout was strategically located. But what happened right now was nothing like he imagined.

Rickton was so cornered that he was thinking about breaking his way through toward downtown, where police headquarters located, at this point, hed rather rot in prison rather than dying in a gruesome way in the hands of this invisible monster.

Rickton and his men were probably regretting all the decisions theyve made, which lead them to this moment right now.

Come out, you monster! Show yourselves! Ricktons eyes were full of bloodthirst, he shouted and shot randomly like a madman.

He thought that encountering The Punisher will be his worst and last nightmare, but after leaving Hells kitchen, once again, he had a nightmare, a worse and more absurd one in fact.

If this really was a nightmare, why hasnt he woken up yet? Is death the only way out? Rickton was desperate and gradually lost his sanity. His life experience and analyzing skill didnt work at all in this situation.

Rickton, as the boss of the Butcher, was on the verge of a mental breakdown after seeing his men being slaughtered one after another.

In certain situations, death wasnt the worst thing that could happen to someone. The terror of an invisible monster lurking around in the darkness, and you dont know when that monster will pop up and take your life might be worse.

I cant take this any longer. One of the Butchers members was losing patience and sanity, threw the gun in his hand, and sprinted through a narrow alley with all his might.

Come back here you moron! This is exactly what the enemy is plotting. Rickton knew this was the enemys plan all along, to slowly reduce their number and break them apart. But it seemed like his words no longer had any value, he couldnt even protect his own life right now let alone minding about others life.

aaaagggghhhh! the man who ran with all his might earlier was sent back flying in an instant with his blood splattering all over his body, his eyes wide opened and his chest was completely crushed, as if he was rammed by a truck.

Just what kind of power could cause this level of damage to someone!

There were only around a dozen of The Butchers members left.

Dio was relieved after killing that random guy just now because it turned out, he was running toward him who was hiding behind a scrapped car. And with only a dozen members of The Butcher left, he was confident enough that he could rescue Will. He noticed that he has already consumed thousands of hamon energy, fortunately [The World] had A level endurance. Otherwise, he wouldnt be able to keep materializing him.

Please stop! We give up!

Right after Dio hardened his resolve to slaughter these people, Rickton and his men suddenly threw away their gun and put their hands up.

Nobody dared to move a muscle, tension-filled the atmosphere.

Dio never thought about this outcome. Usually, hed do anything to protect himself, including murdering the enemies he encountered. He was in quite a pickle now that the enemy decided to surrender.

He couldnt possibly let these scumbags go, they mightve already plotted their revenge as they were talking right now even though they havent figured out who Dio was, moreover if they got away, there was a possibility they might threaten Wills life again.

But did he have to go as far as killing them even though they already surrendered?

Dio hesitated, before this night, he was just a guy who has never killed anyone in his life. But after killing the first two white men he encountered earlier as if a switch inside him was flipped, he no longer experienced nausea and guilt no longer haunted him and gradually he didnt even care about murdering people, starting from one, two, ten, twenty

Because of the abnormal strength of [The World], he could easily kill people even when he didnt mean to

These changes that occurred to him scared him as if the name Dio Brando was a symbol of indifference to life itself.

This silence was like a torture to Rickton and his men, as if they were waiting for a verdict, a verdict of life or death but they were a bit relieved that the enemy didnt attack them yet for now.

But it turned out that they were sentenced to death by the next second!

Kindness to enemy will eventually backfire to oneself, and hurting more innocent people in the process, Im sorry, but I cant accept your surrender!

While Dio was speaking, [The World] already made his way toward Rickton and his men, and right after Dio finished his words, once again the golden phantom threw countless punches, marking another round of killing spree!

Over there!

One of them who miraculously survived figured out where the voice was coming from, took out the gun he hid in his pocket, but when he was about to pull the trigger [The World] swiftly twisted his neck and slammed his head down to the ground.

Only

Runaway?

Useless!

Begging for mercy?

Useless!

Fighting back?

Useless!

Strangely enough, when his men were slaughtered by an invisible monster, Rickton smiled, and it was one creepy smile.

Youre going down with me, fucking monster!

A grenade with its pin already pulled off was falling down in front of Rickton!

Turns out, right when Dio sentenced them to death, Rickton was ready to do the same! Right when [The World] punched him in the chest, the bomb in his hand fell, illuminating the surrounding with dazzling light before it exploded!