Chapter 381 Dreaming with a Lantern
Chapter 381 Dreaming with a Lantern (Part )
So this is your dream.
Looking at the huge hand falling from above, the old investigator couldn't help but clamp his legs together subconsciously, and then looked at the female reporter beside him with some regret.
"I can't do anything right now, give me the lantern... Nicole, he's in your hands!"
"Ok."
The female reporter nodded, handed the [Dream Lantern] in her hand to the old investigator, and then, in Leon's somewhat surprised gaze, took the initiative to raise her hand to greet him.
"boom!"
As the huge palm fell, the top of the bell tower exploded, large chunks of bricks and stones flew everywhere, and directly stirred up a large cloud of gray smoke in the air.
According to the law of smoke without injury, this slap was in vain.
Realizing that the feel of his hand was not right, as if he had hit empty air, Leon immediately retracted his right hand and took a deep breath. In the smoke surrounding the bell tower, a familiar old voice was heard.
"Remember? I told you before..."
After twisting the handle of the Dream Lantern and dimming the light around him, the old investigator slowly walked out of the smoke and dust, smiling and saying:
"It won't be long, we'll see each other again, now you... cough! Cough cough cough! What's that smell?!"
Um… I had garlic macaroni for dinner today, and it did seem to have a strong flavor.
After blowing out a breath full of garlic fragrance to disperse the smoke and dust on the top of the bell tower, Leon couldn't help but frown as he looked at the old investigator whose face turned a little blue from the smoke.
"I knew there was something wrong with you!"
"..."
Yes, actually... Never mind, I suddenly don’t really want to talk to you...
As Leon began to speak, the smell of garlic around him became stronger. The old investigator, who had wanted to say something harsh, quickly covered his mouth and nose with a dark face and took a half step back with the lantern in hand.
"And you!"
After scaring away the old investigator with one sentence, Leon gave himself an Ultraman persona in advance. The current height of more than 40 meters, slightly bent down, stared at the female reporter and said:
"Ms. Nicole, I never thought I would meet you here."
"..."
"What do you two want to do?"
"..."
"Is Director Aquarius still alive? What is your relationship with him?"
"..."
"say!"
"..."
Please shut up!
Faced with the pungent smell that became more intense as Leon's body grew rapidly, the unbearable female reporter leaped up more than 30 meters and raised her hand to push Leon's chest hard!
"Lie down!"
Along with the female reporter's slightly annoyed shout, Autelion, who was supposed to be traveling to the capital from the M78 Nebula, actually fell down with his heavy body weighing tens of thousands of tons, and flattened the street behind him with a bang.
Is this [No Tentacles]? It can even push down Ultraman?
After taking a look at the white hands of the female reporter, Leon couldn't help but frown again when he recalled the relevant information.
The strange lantern in the other person's hand seemed to be able to fix the scene of the dream, so even though he was the owner of this dream, he still couldn't make drastic changes to the scene at will.
Being able to turn the palace into a toll park, and add some high-rise buildings or flyovers, is already the limit of my ability. Anything more sci-fi is simply not possible in this dream. So... do I still have to work hard on "me"?
……
"Stop struggling."
After crushing something with his hand to dispel the strong garlic smell at the top of the bell tower, the old investigator walked to the side of the building with a lantern, looking down at the huge Lyon lying on the ground, and said coldly:
"If I'm not mistaken, you dare to ambush me here because you know that you are the master of this dream and you think you can take advantage of this, right?"
"..."
"You are too naive. Dreams are not such simple things."
He took out a strange white rope from his arms, threw it to the female reporter, and said with a sneer:
“Even in a false dream, people cannot create something they are completely unfamiliar with out of thin air. Just because you say you can be on par with gods, it doesn’t mean you can really possess the same power.
In a false dream, the most powerful thing is reality."
“Although the dream you created is strange, whether it is the palace that was converted into a garden or your seemingly powerful body, they are just empty shells that cannot withstand close scrutiny.
With your experience and understanding of power, you simply cannot imagine what a truly powerful existence is like, and naturally you cannot complete the corresponding construction in your dreams...
So stop struggling and just lie down quietly. I will spare your life before the Fallen Soul Black Abyss completely descends!"
"..."
Thanks for the explanation... But are you sure that what I created in my dream isn't real enough?
After listening to the old investigator's words, Leon raised his eyebrows and decisively removed his Ultraman persona. His huge body, which was several dozen meters tall, quickly shrank and returned to its appearance that was almost the same as that of a normal person.
Although there was no countdown flashing light on his chest, the fact that he sat flat on his butt across half the street after being pushed down was enough to prove that the "Ultraman Leon" he created was actually not bad in terms of authenticity.
As for why he was pushed down even after transforming into Ultraman, it was probably because of the hands of the female reporter.
As long as her [No Tentacles] is activated correctly, she can forcibly resist all "contacts" below the True God, and if even contact does not occur, no matter how powerful Ultraman Leon is, it will be useless, so...
Gotta go Super Saiyan!
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Haha, have you given up resistance?
Looking at Leon whose huge body had dissipated and returned to his normal size, the old investigator couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.
He even believes what the enemy says. This guy is still a little naive.
The power of dreams, after all, is nothing more than the power of belief, and the opponent, as the lord of dreams, undoubtedly has the highest level of "authority", so as long as he is firm enough and believes that he can defeat himself, the final result is really hard to predict.
Now that he is already afraid, all I have to do is continue to undermine his confidence and make him doubt his own abilities. He will naturally become weaker and weaker and gradually lose the ability to control this dream.
When the dream gradually became chaotic and the guy's power was weakened to a certain extent, it was time for... Hmm? Why did his hair turn golden? And it was floating up like a hedgehog? What was that thing with a blue glow in his hand?
(*–-)===3
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"Hehe~"
"Boy?!"
Seeing Leon suddenly laughing in his sleep for no apparent reason, the Black Goat couldn't help but tense up and called out loudly:
"Wake up! Wake up!"
"..."
"There's something wrong with your soul! It's too excited! Be careful not to fall into a trap!"
"..."
"Don't sleep! Wake up! Stop laughing!"
"..."
"Wake up! What on earth did you dream about? Why are you laughing so happily?"
(End of this chapter)