What to wait for?

Sand? Breeze? Sunset? Dead? Tumbleweed?

Someone will always be the first to touch the weapon.

Zhang Zhiyu unconsciously clenched his fists.

In front of him, the first thing that tried to kill himself stood here, countless dreamlike rays of light, through countless gaps swaying infinite brilliance, only leaving a dead corner here, the sunlight converged, through the dust flying in the sky, it looked so dim, under the robe that kept floating gently, reflecting a huge V-shaped shadow.

It didn't move, as if it were the same steel behemoth in the hall.

This is my dream.

Zhang Zhiyu closed his eyes slightly and exhaled deeply.

Close your eyes, it's still there, as if it's melted into the stagnant space-time here.

But it didn't, just waiting.

I don't mind moving things first.

It's a labor-management dream.

I'm the god of this dream.

Zhang Zhiyu jumped violently towards the seven-meter-high metal bull, lowered his shoulders, and collided violently, the bull was shattered, he easily penetrated it, unconscious, only felt the almost hot friction of the air, the bull's strong body was shattered like a watermelon, as Zhang Zhiyu's body pushed forward slightly, and then floated in the air, the cracks crawled all over the bull, slightly scattered.

Zhang Zhiyu's eyes widened in surprise, and he dodged his body in time at the last moment, but he was knocked into the distance by the surging airflow, stabilized his whirling body, and went around into the distance without thinking, the airflow collided in one place, drawing a white arc, and the afterglow swept to the position where it was already in the position just now, and the thorough darkness under the robe moved slowly with its own movement.

He pursed his lips and grasped the horns of the giant bull with both hands, the heat spreading from the upper end of his arms downward, and the dark shadow in the distance suddenly blurred.

The blurred black shadow gradually became clear, Zhang Zhiyu stared at everything, feeling the blood rushing up his forehead, the speed slowed down, it had just flown at an incredible speed, and now, it was floating with dust and rubble.

Cerebral spasms and throbbing pain.

Zhang Zhiyu roared hoarsely, shook off the piece of metal with dead force, and the black shadow blurred again.

Violent collisions.

Rumble!

Zhang Zhiyu felt the impact, mixed with countless dust and stones, and rushed towards him.

Collision!

At first, the unconscious, stagnant things twitched and spun wildly again, the colors gradually became vivid, but the brightness gradually dimmed, and the dark halo of purple-red burst in the corners of the eyes, filling the fog like a fog, and finally turned into a purple-red curtain, obscuring the entire vision.

Pain, one after another, the creaking of shattered bones, the popping of cracked internal organs, the thud of blood rushing by...... The chaotic sound burst out from the ground, and ten thousand voices resounded in unison, weaving a symphony of pain.

Collapse!

Zhang Zhiyu was already overwhelmed by pain, and he could only feel the new impact and the explosion of steel shattering.

Everything is a dream.

The palm of his hand groped for the criss-crossing steel, cold to the bone, and slightly sunk with the exertion of the arm, and a thin mist still attached to it.

Everything is a dream.

Trying to open his eyes, the world was already plunged into a bright black and purple, a low roar.

Everything is a dream.

Zhang Zhiyu could feel that it was preparing to launch the next round of attack, the air flow was surging and tumbling rapidly, and it began to accumulate strength.

It's so fucking easy to say.

He frantically lifted the entire statue, his arms almost dislocated, and the lion with teeth and claws was like a meteorite bursting, splitting countless meteors, streaking across the sky, dragging out countless dazzling bands of light, but it would eventually disappear into the friction of the atmosphere.

It's my dream!

The curtain rose instantly, the fog dissipated instantly, the music ended, Zhang Zhiyu straightened up his burly body again, his arms were slightly forced, layers of green tendons burst out, only strips of cloth were left in his coat, and the unknown substance from the forbidden area shone with a light that had never existed.

It floated in the air, its chest slightly expanded, its arms slicing forcefully to its sides, and the wreckage of the statue dissipated without a trace, wiped out by the tremendous energy created by the impact.