Nan Shuo rushed towards the blonde man, and found that this guy's body was about the same size as himself, and his eyes suddenly became a little strange.

"Is Yingyuan good?"

Nan Shuo complained to himself in his heart, and then with a wave of his big hand, countless dark chains appeared behind him, rushing towards the blonde man like Medusa's flying snake hair.

"Interesting moves."

The blonde man snapped his fingers, his eyes looked lazily at Nan Shuo opposite, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Just as Nanshuo's attack was about to hit him, countless fiery snakes flew out from behind the blonde man, burning Nanshuo's dark chains one by one.

"Speaking of which, this move is still from you."

The blonde man's gesture changed, and he turned into a fighter jet in place, but unlike Nanshuo's previous changes, the fighter plane's fuselage was made of flames, and it looked like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

“？？？？！”

Nan Shuo was shocked, and confirmed his guess. The blonde man in front of him should be a combination of himself and Sora, and he is the [Super. Fantasy Friends].

In a moment when Nan Shuo was stunned, the nose of the fighter rushed to Nan Shuo's chest, as if it was about to penetrate him directly.

"Damn." Nan Shuo grabbed both sides of the conical nose with both hands, and said with some difficulty: "Obviously it's just a fantasy friend, do you want to have such a strong combat power!" ”

"Hehe, shouldn't you know the power of [fantasy] best?"

The blonde man's voice mixed with electronic sounds sounded in the fuselage of the fighter, and after a moment of stalemate with Nanshuo, the nose of the plane suddenly erupted a strong dazzling light, directly rushing Nanshuo to Wendy's idol.

"Sure enough, your strength doesn't have much to do with the strength of the fantasist."

Nan Shuo covered his chest and coughed lightly A mouthful of blood came out, after a long run-in, Nan Shuo's current incarnation's combat power can press Wendy to the ground and rub it, but the combat power of this fantasy friend on the other side is still above himself.

The blonde man in front of him should be a stitching monster who combines empty hardware with his own software, with the appearance of his brother who has been thinking about him in the twilight, and also has some abilities and ...... Nature?

Thinking of this, Nan Shuo fell silent, standing at the foot of the idol and hanging his head without moving.

"What's the matter, are you speechless because of the moves you used before?

That's not going to work, hey, you're one of my synthetic materials, don't let me be ruined so quickly. ”

The blonde man condensed a fireball in his hand, looked at Nanshuo in the distance with a mocking smile on his face, and approached step by step, throwing the fireball in his hand like a circus clown.

"Hehe, synthetic materials, what an interesting name."

Nan Shuo had a weird smile on his face, and after laughing a few times sadly, he raised his head, and looked at the blonde man in the distance with a hint of evil taste in his eyes:

"It's just a fictional stitching monster, don't be too arrogant."

"Fictional ......" The blonde man seemed to have been touched to something that could not be touched, and suddenly rushed to Nanshuo in anger and shouted frantically:

"Obviously so weak, and your mouth is so poisonous, watch me blow up your stinky mouth."

"Huh."

Nanshuo looked at the blonde man rushing towards him, a card appeared in his hand and threw it forward.

"Hey, my collector's edition photo of the island nation A*Female* seems to have fallen to the ground, what should I do?"

"Hehe, do you think this level of trap can fool me?"

The blonde man sneered, what are you kidding, can a mere treasured photo trick him? He's just a fantasy friend, and although he doesn't know why he appeared in reality for some reason, he will eventually dissipate with the passage of time, and a few meaningless photos are of no value to him.

“welcome。”

Nan Shuo held the Gale Scepter in his hand and looked at the blonde man crawling at his feet to pick up the photo with an evil expression, his eyes like a demon from hell.

"Ahh

The blonde man looked at Nan Shuo above cutely, he just subconsciously made a sudden brake in the air and pounced on the ground to pick up the photo, and by the time he reacted, it was too late.

"At least, don't slap your face."

The blonde man said weakly.

"Hehe, give me death, Brother Long!"

Nan Shuo rounded the gale scepter in his hand, and sent the blonde man to the sky in one fell swoop, and came up with a perfect home run.

"Whew, nice shot."

Nanshuo put his left hand on his eyebrows and looked at a "shooting star" in the sky. Normally, the solution to this kind of imaginary enemy is the fantasy of the fantasizer, otherwise he will never be destroyed. But after all, Nanshuo is a demon god with the authority of [Final Fantasy], and naturally has the ability to eradicate all illusions, and Nanshuo attached the ability to destroy illusions to the "Gale Baseball Bat" and sent the blonde man away with one blow.

"Then the next thing is ......"

Nan Shuo turned to look at the people in the distance after sending the blonde man away, and the picture that caught his eye was a little unacceptable for a while.

"Paimon. Ying" was sitting in Ying's arms, and the two of them were listening to Wendy's and friends' ensemble, and shaking their bodies to the rhythm of the music.

Paimon, who had just fainted, was being grilled on the barbecue grill by JK Nanshuo, and there was a saying that JK Nanshuo's barbecue technique was extremely awesome, and Paimon's face showed a look of enjoyment.

"No, we were fighting there just now, and the style of painting here seems to be a little different."

Nan Shuo said a little speechlessly, mainly because the painting style here is really weird, there is a kind of bland fruit and vegetable soup mixed with spicy strips with the smell of dog shit, which is simply weird.

"Don't worry about that, Paimon is going to be cooked."

JK Nanshuo said with a focused expression.

And a pair of cat ears faintly appeared in her hair, and Yingye also said in a milky voice:

"So Mr. Nanshuo, what is the **** treasure photo you ran out just now, can you let us take a look?"

"It's just a blank slate, how could I have anything like that."

Nan Shuo held his forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said, "Anyway, hurry up and get Paimon down, isn't she your important partner?" ”

"Ah, it doesn't matter, Mr. Nanshuo, why don't you come and sit down and listen to music with us, there will be delicious food later."

"Do you really use Paimon as emergency food?!"

A certain crumb demon god who had almost eaten Paimon raw before complained unconsciously.

Nan Shuo sighed, the essence of this matter was that he had become so chaotic, so now it was up to him to put an end to this chaotic state of affairs.

Nan Shuo grabbed the air with one hand, gathered the fragments of the detector that had just been crushed, and shouted in a low voice:

"Fantasy Genesis. Untie. ”

The space around it gradually dissipated, and thanks to the fact that there was no one in Mondstadt Square today, and Nanshuo's fantasy creation world did not affect anyone other than Ying and Wendy, otherwise I don't know how much chaos it would cause.

When the color of the surrounding space began to change to normal, JK Nanshuo, Wendy's friends, and Cat Ear Ying gathered together and waved goodbye to everyone.

"Goodbye." ×3

The two of them also waved goodbye to their three fantasy friends, while Nan Shuo, who was standing in place, and Paimon, who was half-baked in his arms, stood alone in the cold wind, like clowns.

"This thing ......"

Nan Shuo glanced at the detector in his hand and said with some fear:

"I can't use it anymore."