Chapter 411: Who's the Fun?
It's embarrassing, it's hard to imagine that before dozens of system hours, the gold was still a guest in the family, but now, it is not even as good as an ordinary passerby.
Loss of freedom, loss of power, and even the imminent loss of the most precious life as a living being.
In the bulging leather bag in his hand, a pile of worthless gems is not even as inspiring as a bottle of Suleda in this chaotic Pinoconi.
"Huh."
Laughing at himself, in the sight of the gold dust, a purple charming halo gradually filled the entire retina, almost making him unable to see the road ahead.
The pain of the brain tearing, every nerve was repeatedly crushed and ravaged, and the power of "harmony" split another existence from the depths of the soul of the gold dust.
In a trance, the gold sprinkler saw his face appear on the huge billboard of the high-rise building, turning into the glamorous star.
The round statue of the clock boy, the reflection of the mirror, the neon lights intertwined into a network of shadows, each place, has its own face, even, the face of every passerby.
They are looking at the gold dust, the street lamps on the street are looking at the gold dust, every high-rise building is looking at the gold dust, the whole Pinocone, they are looking at the gold dust!
The building was twisting and growing wildly, and the stars in the sky were transformed into billions and billions of eyes, and the trajectories of the stars converged into countless bodies, and they showed incomparably blessed expressions, because they were about to embrace the collective, and they wanted to throw themselves into the arms of the gold dust.
“!”
The indescribable horror filled the heart of the gold in an instant, like a wave, trying to engulf the heart of the gold.
"Damn the family, use my face, but it's a ............ to pay royalties"
Panting and looking embarrassed, Ashin leaned his arms against the street lamp on the side of the road, supporting his crumbling body.
If he continues like this, let alone seventeen hours, it will be difficult for him to hold on to even seventeen minutes.
Fortunately, this force does not intend to brainwash the gold dust into a believer at once, but to give the gold gold illusion little by little, let him relax his vigilance, and then pull him into the abyss.
Leaning against the side of the street lamp, the gold did not even dare to sit on the ground, because once he relaxed his mind, he was afraid that he would never wake up again.
A bag of cheap gems, a dying gambler, the current situation, no matter how you look at it, there is no chance of winning.
In the shadows on the side of the road, two infinity people in black coats and red auspicious cloud costumes were staring at the gold dust with gloomy eyes.
"How can I say it, this plot character seems to be dying, is it necessary for us to follow him? Otherwise............"
The Infinity on the left has a fierce face and makes a motion to wipe his neck, which means very obviously.
The companion on the right looked thoughtful, but shook his head after a moment.
"Don't be impulsive, the people who are staring at him, maybe we are not the only ones, and if we don't find it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist."
"What are you afraid of, big brother, can I still see it wrong with my eyes?"
The Infinity One on the left spoke, and a blood-red eye with three black magatama in the shadows revealed a red light.
"Smack!"
The eldest brother on the right raised his voice slightly, and his right hand was glowing with a black metallic luster, and he slapped him on the head fiercely and admonished.
"Do you know a hammer, can you compare to those strong people who really rely on life and death experience with your eyes that rely on exchange? The exchange of infinite space is really omnipotent! ”
"When you meet a real illusion master, you don't even know how you died."
"Okay, big brother, do I just want to earn a little bit of willpower, as for teaching me a lesson for a plot character?"
The little brother on the left showed a bitter gourd face and rubbed his head, when his eldest brother knocked him on the head, he would always unconsciously attach an armed color domineering, and his head hurt.
"Open your mouth to play the characters, close the mouth to the plot characters, call one that is called a relaxed, don't people have their own life and will?"
The eldest brother snorted in hatred, what he hated most in his life was that the Infinity regarded the inhabitants of other mission worlds as so-called "natives".
Being able to travel through the world is a gift given to them by the infinite space, not their own nobility, before crossing the world, isn't each of them an indigenous person who has not walked out of their own world?
But there are always those who regard this power as their own value, and wantonly squander the power they have obtained from the infinite space.
He has seen too many such people, and almost every one of them can't go far.
Either they were crushed by the power of the mission world, or they died from the so-called "natives" who were inferior in strength to themselves, but whose mentality was far superior to their own.
If you don't train your heart, it will be empty.
In the infinite space, even if the infinite can be exchanged for various abilities, if they can't hone their minds and exert their own unique values and wills, their infinite ones are no different from ordinary people in countless worlds after all.
He looked into the distance and was about to fall, but his eyes were full of resolute and resolute dust, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Perhaps such a person is the one who will be chosen by the 'Lord of Infinite Space'."
After that, he led his little brother away from this land of right and wrong.
Just seconds after the two Infinity left, a cloud of cherry-red flames burned from the air, and then, a red-and-white fox mask appeared out of thin air, and in the mask, a cheerful female voice echoed through the alley.
"Hehehe, "Infinite Space", other worlds, Hanabi I, I seem to have heard something interesting......"
A pair of jade feet condensed from the flames, and one hand caught the mask and gently placed it on his face.
"The world is a huge stage, everyone is an actor in it, if one day, a bigger stage appears in front of an actor, guess he, will he go to play?"
Hanabi's words seemed to be muttering to himself, as if he was whispering to an unknown being.
"Little peacock, little peacock, how long can you hold on? By the time your feathers are stripped off, will you break down, or will you ............?"
Will "that man" come and save you? Just let me take a good look, hahahahaha! ”
However, just as Hanabi looked at the gold dust with the eyes of her prey, there were also eyes watching her behind her.
Blue fangs, hideous faces, rusty patina, and behind a terrifying bronze ghost mask were a pair of evil and crazy eyes.
Around him, countless terrifying and real illusions sometimes turn into reality, and sometimes drag the surrounding reality into the illusion.
"The 'ontology' guy, it was not easy to let me out, if you don't turn this place upside down, how can you be worthy of my identity."
"The power of the 'Joy' envoy, I want to have a good time."
"Hee-hee-........."
(End of chapter)