Chapter 1023 The Absurd Sober
On the dark street, the lonely street lamp cast a dim light, reflecting an office worker leaning on the light pole below, but at this moment, he was in a suit and leather suit. He was high-spirited and decadent, as if he was a loser who had just been dumped, sitting on the dirty ground dejectedly. On the street, he kept muttering: "Give me. Let me go back."
Such voices and such people are all over the street. People walking in despair can be seen everywhere, their eyes are blind. God, with a sad and listless look on his face, coupled with his feeble voice, looks like a zombie at the end of the world, or like an addicted collective street game.
We can no longer see the busy traffic of the city in the past, nor can we find any prosperity of people coming and going. There are only "walking zombies" who have lost their fighting spirit, lost their will and lost their reason all over the streets, all over the city and all over the world. The order, morality, and beliefs in human civilization that took tens of millions of years to build were all destroyed in one day.
I don’t know how much time passed, but everyone seemed to have pressed the pause button. They all stopped their wandering movements and wailing sounds. Their godless eyes completely lost focus, and they had already entered the dreamland. , and his face immediately showed a happy and happy expression, as if he had met the person he wanted to see the most, eaten the food he wanted to eat, and lived the life he expected most.
But this kind of happiness brings the whole world, every city, every street, every person, a deathly silence, not a trace of life, let alone a trace of vitality, just like the rainbow after the rain. Beautiful but it can't carry a bit.
As the song goes, happy time is always short. In less than three minutes, the silent streets once again heard human shouts, and this time, even the people who were sitting paralyzed jumped up. He stood up and roared like crazy:
"Stop it."
"Don't attack it."
"Damn it, Diga, stop it."
"Ah, my flower, that is my flower."
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Countless people were roaring, countless people's eyes were red with anger, and countless people were howling at the top of their lungs. Shouting, countless people gnashed their teeth and wanted to break Tiga who ruined their dream was torn into pieces
But no matter how loud their voices were, they could not penetrate the fog of the dream and reach the dark corner; no matter how angry they were, they could not stop Tiga in the dream dimension. Continue to attack Zijela.
In the midst of the greater chaos, there were two people wearing medieval-style black robes, walking unhurriedly on the disorderly streets like normal people, expressing their sympathy with each other. Looking at the people around him.
The middle-aged man walking on the left put his face in Mitsuo Itabashi's face and snorted: "Human beings who are dominated by useless emotions have no value at all."
"Yes," Onuma dressed as a miko Qingzi glanced to the right. A man was showing his anger towards the flower bed, messing up the green flowers and plants. She became more and more disdainful and said: "This The world is going to be destroyed again, give up.”
“Yes, the darkness is about to wake up.” Mitsuo Banqiao walked to the heights and stood in front of the railing, looking into the distance with deep eyes, as if he was about to wake up. Everything about this planet was taken into account and she said: "But..."
"Do you still hold a grudge?" Keiko Onuma turned around and looked at Mitsuo Itabashi. "I don't have those useless feelings, they will only disturb my heart," Mitsuo Banqiao said expressionlessly: "I just can't let that guy go, I want him to know that he is not worthy of being a savior at all, only we - the great Only the Kyriarodians can save this planet.”
"Then hurry up, especially be careful of the demon god who has never slept."
"Humph," Mitsuo Banqiao snorted and said: "The power there is not so easy to get. I really want to Look at the way he failed."
"That would be too risky," Onuma Keiko gently stroked her hands with her fingers. Shipan said: "There are so many worlds, what does it matter if we give up this polluted world."
Mitsuo Banqiao didn't speak, just stared ahead, but he didn't know what he was looking at. The stars in the sky are still looking at the crazy people on the ground, but there is ridicule in their eyes, as if they are mocking those who do it despite knowing it is impossible.
Onuma Keiko stretched out her arms, letting the stone plate in her hand receive the moonlight, and said faintly: "When the world is turbid, being clear is a mistake, Ultraman Tiga , your persistence is destined to be useless.”
The stripes of patterns on the stone mirror light up, shining like the silver moon in the sky, but they reflect a dim picture:
At the end is a dark mist, with streaks of different thicknesses passing through it. The vines were intertwined with each other, more complex than the world's largest overpass, and in the middle of this huge vine cage, Diga was entangled by relatively thin vines.
Looking carefully, these vines are still growing rapidly, spreading over Diga's body, trying to wrap him up completely, but Diga is motionless, with only the colorful timer flashing red. It shows the fact that he is still alive, but in this way, he has obviously lost consciousness and will let others do anything to him.
Not far away, a red goblin with only an upper body and a tree ball on the lower body was floating towards Diga under the tug of several vines, its slender eyes staring fiercely. Diga seemed to have a blood feud, but when he saw the gap on the left side of his body that almost split him in half, he suddenly understood why he had such strong hatred.
Onuma Keiko shook her head in disappointment and said: "It seems that this clear water has become dirty."
Mitsuo Banqiao looked like he was "expected" and said: "I told him a long time ago not to think about being the savior of this world, but he doesn't."
Before he finished speaking, Mitsuo Banqiao Then I noticed that Diga's fingers seemed to move. , his eyes suddenly widened, staring at the picture in the mirror, but looking left and right, there was no movement at all, as if it was just his illusion, because the one who was closer and should have looked more carefully The 'Treant' continues to approach.
As the distance increased, the tree balls on Usum's lower body spread out, forming octopus-like tentacles, stretching towards Tiga in front. Each 'tentacle' had countless The barbs are all standing up, ready to pierce into the prey, and then suck it hard for a good 'feast'.
"It's over." Keiko Onuma looked bored, like watching a science fiction blockbuster with high expectations, only to find that the fake special effects were not as good as her PS level.
"No, he's finished." Mitsuo Itabashi's words made Onuma Keiko startled. Didn't this mean the same thing? But then I found out who Mitsuo Itabashi was talking about, because the picture in the mirror that seemed destined to end actually changed.
(End of this chapter)