Lady Death wants to make Ian feel guilty.
However.
This can't happen.
"I don't feel guilty. Dream God Morpheus was arrested because he liked being arrested. It definitely has nothing to do with me." Ian's logic is serious and rigorous.
"Also, that witch caught Dream God Morpheus, and let Morpheus fill himself up, no, he caused the bombing, and the one who should feel guilty should be Lucifer, right?" He didn't know who he heard said that it was right to blame Lord of Hell for all the bad things in the world. Lucifer has been taking the blame professionally in DC for many, many years.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Lady Death's attitude towards Ian seems not surprising.
"Of course, I have many identities, but obviously I am not a scapegoat." Ian blinked, facing Lady Death, he still insisted on his sobriety in the world.
Regarding this.
Lady Death just smiled and nodded.
"I admit that there is some truth in what you said. Perhaps we can also blame the world's first Riddler [Destiny] for the reason why such a thing happened."
She even drew inferences from one case to another, and her words were mixed with private information. One thing said, Miss Death's appearance in Hannibal's office, in Ian's opinion, probably means that Miss Death should also see a psychiatrist. Resolving family conflicts is the main source of income for psychiatrists, and it is also the job that psychiatrists are best at.
"Do you remember that I told you that I need you to investigate carefully?" The outside world is encountering a huge accident, but it seems that Lady Death is not too anxious about it.
She's not in a hurry.
Ian can't follow the rush, because the atmosphere is obviously not in place yet.
"I don't remember."
Ian started telling lies today.
He still has a lot of lies to tell Lady Death all day long.
Of course.
Maybe you won't need that much share.
After all.
"..."
Lady Death has fallen into silence.
The old witch outside absorbed the power of Sandman and continued to lose control. Dream Powers continued to hit the surroundings out of control, and circles of Dream Powers poured into the room like boiling magma.
There was a violent vibration, which had nothing to do with geographical knowledge. It was the whole space swaying. The oil painting on the wall was crooked, and the reason was as if the whole world was becoming crooked.
"Oh! It's out!"
The Mannequin collected by Hannibal began to twist, and the talking Rabbit Doll emerged from Plaster Head.
"Help! I escaped from <Alice Sleeps Through Wonderland>!" It was asking for help from Ian, but Ian turned a deaf ear. He was unwilling to admit that such dream mapping had something to do with him. The reason why dream mapping caused such a phenomenon is not that Lady Death is very bad, but it must be that Hannibal has a dirty heart.
"Morpheus's power is on the rampage, you need to deal with that stupid witch."
Lady Death glanced at the rabbit crawling out, and the rabbit reflected in the dream instantly withered, melted into a ball of paste, and returned to the plaster model of the head.
"Don't let her interfere with my rest."
Royal sister is still royal sister.
The tone and temperament are both very well done.
"Okay."
Ian readily agreed and took out his phone to shake. However, when he pressed the dial button to call his father, the phone turned into a pink worm in his ear.
The worm squirmed shyly.
"Bah!"
Ian bit off half of the worm's body without hesitation and chewed it twice. It tasted the same as a cell phone, as if the thing turned back into plastic and metal after entering his mouth.
"It stands to reason that my father should have noticed something was wrong long ago." Ian spat out Barry's Electronic Components, and leaned on the window whose glass had been completely shattered to look outside.
Night has not yet fallen, but the sky seems to have fallen into some strange twilight state - it is not a transition between day and night, but a blur between reality and dreams.
The sky and the earth seemed to be completely connected at this time.
Things that were once distinct and had clear boundaries now seem to be being carelessly manipulated by a pair of invisible giant hands, and are blended together crazily.
Everyone seemed to have fallen into a dream.
Those unconscious people were suspended in mid-air, gently wrapped in translucent bubbles. The bubbles on the real estate lady I met before even touched those around her.
"You didn't call my second brother at the bank party?" Ian felt sorry for Jordan. His golden eyes looked at those bubbles, and the erratic images seemed to be everyone's falling dream.
Reluctant memories.
Looking forward to the future.
There are also extravagant hopes buried in my heart.
The bubbles present a beauty that makes people reluctant to wake up.
"Are my father and others in the same state now?" Ian turned back and looked at Lady Death behind him. The woman had conjured a cup of coffee from somewhere and was tasting it.
"Don't underestimate Superman's magic resistance, but don't overestimate it too much - he is not the same as us after all." Lady Death softly gave a very clear response.
"We?"
Ian captured the key words keenly.
She also said it wasn't a crush.
This is already blatantly enjoying the future!
Of course, this time Ian knew that he couldn't go. There were conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and conflicts between father-in-law and daughter-in-law. They were not even together yet. When Lady Death spoke about Clark, his tone was too sharp.
"Huh?"
Lady Death, who was drinking coffee, felt Ian's strange gaze. She raised her hand and wanted to blow his brains out, but she stopped halfway, as if she was worried that Ian would be so happy.
Rat trap.
Maybe it's a little concrete at the moment.
"Newborn little guy, it's not easy to be a pillar... This is your responsibility." Lady Death sighed lightly. Of course she could detect the constant changes in Ian.
Nothing more.
Lady Death is no longer confused or surprised.
She obviously has her own views on Ian in her heart. New concepts are emerging, and Lady Death sincerely hopes that it will never represent an [abstract] entity.
Such an idea just came into the woman's mind.
"Have you ever heard of non-stick pans?"
Ian asked cautiously.
"????"
Lady Death's face was slightly stiff, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.
"Judging from your expression, I guess I've never heard of it, but you're so lucky. Today I finally let you see me directly - I am the legendary non-stick pan."
Ian drank down the Coke in his hand, and regardless of how many tentacles were twisting in the drink in his mouth, he simply threw away the cup and prepared to go home and carry his family on his back.
No joke.
What level are you at?
Let a fourteen-year-old boy solve the crisis caused by Sandman? This is not a children's cartoon, it is not a good thing. Ian just wants to take his family to temporarily avoid Los Angeles.
There are tall people there who can support me.
"There is also plan B. Dad seems to have a spaceship. I don't know if it can still be used." Ian muttered in a low voice and climbed out of the glassless window without hesitation.
After all, he did not inherit Clark's Holy Mother's Heart.
"No, you?"
Lady Death can't sit still.
She threw away the coffee cup in her hand.
"You have never seen someone as sober as me in your life." Yi jumped downstairs from the window, rolled on the ground, and found that Lady Death was still standing beside him.
"You took advantage of me, do you remember?" Lady Death crossed his arms and spoke in a faint tone, "If I remember correctly, you said you could do anything."
"You also said you enjoyed working for me."
Sure enough.
Women are so loyal to settling old scores.
So does the goddess.
"But it's time to get off work now." Ian blinked. He realized that he was entangled with the dirty goddess, so he sighed and chose to face reality.
"You've seen Tuqiongdiao, right?"
Lady Death sighed even louder.
"Workers are all like this."
Ian responded softly.
But his tone was very confident.
"Do you think you will get less benefit from saving Morpheus's life?" Lady Death has completely seen through Ian's trick, at least she thinks that Ian is playing hard to get.
After all.
It is difficult for those who are not smart enough to understand how wise running away is.
"Hey, what you said seems to make sense."
After hearing this, Ian was stunned for a moment, and then immediately put down the luggage that was above his head - it was his beloved Hellcat. At this moment, due to the influence of the dream, it had turned into a Cat-faced Sedan.
Its cat face is just like that of Tom and Jerry Lee's naughty cat. It is meowing "meow", with a pink tongue sticking out from the hood, and the same pink exhaust pipe is even emitting small bubbles.
Even if it is a Demons car.
Obviously, it has not escaped the influence of Dream Power.
"Morpheus knows how to repay kindness."
Lady Death gave the reminder in a serious tone.
She did understand... part of Ian's psychology.
"Is that so?"
Ian suddenly realized.
"So, I can even repay a favor and make him worship me as his biological father?" Ian knows that the favor will eventually be repaid, but family affection will most likely keep him attached to the boss for the rest of his life.
It's not okay to help others raise their son.
But picking up a very awesome son is very good.
"????????????" An unprecedented number of question marks appeared on Lady Death's face. She felt that Ian was even taking advantage of her and she already had conclusive evidence.
"It's okay to have me as your adoptive father. I'm not picky at all. I haven't even been picky about food since I was a child." Ian also has a high emotional intelligence side. He realized his negligence, so he immediately changed his mind and did the next best thing. This time, at least Lady Death's pretty face became much prettier than before.
Facing the unreasonable demands of Ian.
Lady Death rolled his eyes helplessly.
"If you can convince Morpheus, then that's your skill." She gave a vague response, but it still made Ian's eyes light up.
"It's a deal, my working soul is on fire, hurry up, let me work, what should I do." Ian was eager to try, looking at the chaotic scene in the distance.
The world seemed to be turned upside down by a giant hand.
The house no longer stands firmly on the ground.
They can even hang upside down in the air. In mid-air, there are affected and unconscious people everywhere. They are wrapped in crystal clear bubbles one after another.
Sleep peacefully.
Some people were lying quietly with peaceful faces, as if they were having a sweet dream. Others had their heads in their hands and frowned, as if they had encountered something terrible in their dreams.
Some bodies were twisted into weird shapes, as if they were forcibly twisted by the power of dreams. Their bodies swayed gently in the bubbles, rising and falling rhythmically with the fluctuations of Dream Power.
This group of people is increasing.
"You have to save Morpheus and figure out what happened to him." The top NPC Lady Death began to issue the task. She raised her slender, cold white fingers and pointed into the distance.
"But first, you have to kill that woman first." Lady Death's voice suddenly became a little cold. It was not directed at Ian, but a kind of sullen anger at mortals trying to get their hands on the power of gods.
"I promised my father that I won't kill anyone for the time being. I will only bring bad guys to justice and put them in jail." Ian grabbed his own prison from Hellcat and held it in front of Death Goddess.
"Gulu~Gulu~Gulu~"
Demon Bull Head was also affected by the dream and fell into a deep sleep.
"Demons is suffering and weak, descending and ascending, tremble, be afraid, I am--King of Trash!" It is even talking in its sleep, Demons is just a little stronger than humans.
"Surely, the kind of pets that kind of people will have."
Death Goddess understood what Ian meant. She stretched out her hand and touched it lightly. Demon Bull Head suddenly woke up from its sleep. It was so panicked that it didn't know that it had gained some favorability points from Ian through dreams.
"Oh... Mom, I saw something." Perhaps because of being "enlightened" by Lady Death, Demon Bull Head was finally able to see the shadow that he had never seen before.
It even suspected that it was dreaming now.
"Very good. If my prison chews a few mouthfuls on its own, it will be its problem." Ian hung Minotaur behind his butt and warned Minotaur not to lick his butt.
"Breaking that woman's neck will stop her influence." When Lady Death heard Ian's "discipline" to Minotaur, the corners of his eyes twitched and he also gave a hint.
"Once she is killed by you, the power of dreams will return to their true master." After saying that, Lady Death's figure disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye of Ian.
She doesn't take action herself.
Use Ian to rescue people.
There must be a reason.
It's just that Ian doesn't have the time to think about it for the time being.
"Hey, maybe this is because I'm close to death. My bottom line is being lowered little by little... Sure enough, there is a reason why my mother told me not to play with bad women."
Ian was fully armed and stuffed Demon Book into his crotch. His vital parts needed special protection. He had no intention of practicing his own [Four-Dimensional Appendix Modification Technique].
"You are not allowed to stick out your tongue and turn your mouth into a bulletproof steel plate." After seriously admonishing Demon Book, Ian also kicked off his legs and shot into the sky like a cannonball.
The ground cracked beneath his feet.
Super jump.
Already started!
The air screamed in my ears.
The suspended building debris passed by Ian, and his blurred image was reflected on the glass curtain wall. He jumped between the broken buildings, and the concrete collapsed with every step.
"If I remember correctly, this guy's name is Supreme Witch?" Ian's goal is of course to float in mid-air, sometimes stepping on walls to gain strength, and sometimes rolling to avoid collapsed building debris.
The distance between him and Supreme Witch Fiona is constantly shortening.
Ten kilometers.
Eight thousand meters.
Two thousand meters.
There were countless Dream Power twisted old women around her body, still wailing in pain, but perhaps because she had been in pain for a long time, there was a sense of joy in her voice.
"What a jerk."
Ian is getting closer and closer to Supreme Witch.
around.
There are countless people wrapped in bubbles who have fallen into it.
They rose slowly, trying to blend into the chaotic sky. After hitting obstacles, they bounced away, making a slight collision sound. Occasionally, two bubbles collided with each other, making a crisp sound, and then slowly and quickly hugged each other, and the dreams merged with each other, brewing more complex dreams.
"Oh, great God Ian, I think I underestimate you too much... it turns out that you are such a great being." Demon Bull Head praised Ian loudly from behind.
It seemed that it had just recovered from the shock of seeing death.
Although he doesn't know much about the Endless Family due to his low level, he is, after all, the former master of Hell, and his knowledge reserve is somewhat greater than that of ordinary Demons.
This is obviously a misidentification of Ian as a member of the Endless Family.
"Shut up."
Ian scolded.
He also saw Reaper floating in mid-air, who had also not escaped the influence of Dream Power. These Reaper dreams were all kinds of strange, and there was even Reaper who hoped that he would be reduced to a mortal and fall in love. It was true that he was a bit disloyal to the organization. But it is understandable that human nature is after all the most polluting thing created by God.
"Poor senior wage earner."
Ian stepped on Reaper all the way up. Those Reaper were completely controlled by the dream and did not react too much, allowing Ian to rise step by step from stepping on their bodies to the old woman above.
So close.
It's only about ten meters away.
"What a great opportunity!" Just as Ian clenched his fists and was about to approach, the old woman suddenly opened her eyes, with a faint light that did not belong to humans flashing in her eyes.
"No one can take away this power! Don't bother me! I want to ascend to the throne of God... Mortals, accept this reality!" Supreme Witch Fiona was in pain and happiness, her tone was extremely firm and persistent. Then, countless people in sinking and dreams were controlled by this old woman and smashed towards Ian.
These people are wrapped in crystal clear bubbles one after another.
Like huge balloons.
They themselves are not a threat, but Dream Power attached to their bodies has the dangerous ability to pull Ian into a dream.
Ian bumped into the woman he had met in the elevator before.
Everything around you changes rapidly.
He found himself in a pink cabin with soft lighting, many toys on the table, and a group of wild men holding a Tokyo-style party around a uniformed aunt.
"Get high! One for you! Another for him! We can't sell them all! My house can't be sold at all!" The woman was immersed in joy, and she even extended an invitation to Ian.
"Come on, sir, come and inspect the house too!" The woman crawled towards Ian, as if she wanted to pull Ian to sink with her, but she was kicked directly by Ian and flew to the wall.
"Damn it! I'm so handsome, do I need to buy a house by myself?" Ian felt insulted. He ran around the room and noticed a negative status in his lower right corner.
[Pollution Dreamland]
Now that there is a negative status, everything is easy to say. This garbage status is not worthy of hanging on Ian, so you can only use your own backup hidden skill points.
"System! Help me, little one, to recall the skills I will definitely master in the future!" Even at this moment, Ian can still make clear judgments.
Ever since he switched to [Berserker], Ian has known the importance of being prepared. Seeing that he was affected by dreams, he quickly opened Skill Tree for targeted study.
[Faith Redemption: With firm self-belief, directly peel off the specified negative status on the body, purify one's own wounds, and restore health equal to the purification effect.]
The skills of later professions are so powerful and unpretentious.
Ian selected the skill and activated it immediately. The next moment, he found that everything in front of him had changed, and the world full of [Ai and Mei] disappeared before his eyes.
The second bubble hits.
Meaningless.
The elites in suits who were popping champagne inside screamed and disappeared. Ian was in the third bubble again, punching Husband Island through, and the two muscular men sunbathing also disappeared.
"This little trick can't stop Lord Ian. I want foreigners... well, I want you dead!" Ian's body was glowing with green light, which was a sign of the overflowing blood regeneration effect.
His increasingly energetic state attracted Supreme Witch's attention.
However.
This attention came a little late.
"Bang!"
Ian punched Supreme Witch on the cheek. The bridge of the witch's nose, which was still weak and not authentic enough, was broken, and her whole face was sunken like a crushed can.
In fact, his physical fitness is much stronger than that of most people.
It's just not enough.
"Supreme Witch! You have failed this city."
It is indeed easier to use other people's lines. Ian showed his good habit of stealing lines. He raised his fist again and aimed it at Supreme Witch's mandible.
"Bang!"
Another dull punch hit Supreme Witch against a floating stone slab. Ian followed and jumped over, grabbing Supreme Witch's head and lifting up the broken face.
"Why didn't you perish?"
Supreme Witch is like a radiation source, and the body is still releasing Dream Power, but this pure and incomparable power does not seem to have any impact on Ian.
It can't even influence Ian like Dream Power who has already influenced others.
"Because Ancestor-lander doesn't need to dream at all. The reality of doing whatever he wants is Ancestor-lander's favorite dream." Ian spoke briskly and did not reveal his true information.
After all.
He still knows a lot about cases where villains died due to self-exposure.
"Now, who should accept reality?" Ian took out his prison from behind his butt, and Minotaur Demon also cooperated very well and opened his bloody mouth.
Its mouth was very unnatural and turned into a big mouth bigger than a washbasin, full of Buri teeth.
"Just mortals! And filthy monsters!"
Supreme Witch, who sensed the danger and saw that her head was about to be bitten off, resisted the violent power in her body and mobilized the magic power that originally belonged to her.
"Ah~"
She screamed at the top of her lungs, and the powerful sound wave was like substance, directly sending Ian, who had been prepared, but not prepared enough, flying away.
"Boom~"
Ian directly smashed into several buildings.
Falling rapidly towards the ground.
"Go to hell!"
Due to being humiliated by Ian, even though her body had begun to crack due to Dream Power, after Supreme Witch stood up, she still stretched out her hand to forcibly activate this power that did not belong to her.
The power of the dream instantly materialized into a huge aircraft carrier. The aircraft carrier was so huge that all the facilities on the deck were clearly visible. It was like a huge monster that crashed into Ian.
"Damn it, Dreamer!"
Ian only felt that a huge thing appeared in front of him.
His eyes gathered an extremely bright golden light. The golden light was like two scorching suns, bursting out with terrifying temperature and powerful energy, and shot directly towards the bow of the oncoming aircraft carrier.
"Boom~"
There was another terrifying roar.
The overwhelmed aircraft carrier was cut directly into two pieces on the spot. Flames ignited at the fracture, the metal was torn like paper, and the explosion was deafening.
"However, your lack of imagination really robs you of the supreme power in your body."
Ian stood on a suspended stone slab, surrounded by fallen aircraft carrier debris, like a steel rainstorm. His golden pupils were full of danger under the chaotic and distorted light.
"Heh."
As Supreme Witch, who had repaired his face again, sneered, the next moment, Ian saw more than ten aircraft carriers appearing in all directions.
They all surrounded us.
"The old woman has no martial ethics!" Ian has never been so busy as he is now. In this desperate situation, his two eyes turned to the left and right respectively.
Two rays with clear divisions of labor shot out and struck hard on the hulls of the two aircraft carriers. The super-strong alloy armor was once again overwhelmed by the high temperature of the rays.
Metal shards flew everywhere.
This is definitely a very cool operation, the kind that even Superman can't do.
However.
After all, there is a limit to the number of human eyes. Ian, who wished he had eyes all over his body, could not escape Destiny, which was hit head-on by another aircraft carrier.
Supreme Witch saw that metaphysical means could not destroy Ian, so she adopted physical methods. It must be said that the effect was remarkable. Ian was directly pressed hard by the aircraft carrier to the twisted ground.
The earth shattered.
The sky is filled with dust.
With a deafening bang, Ian, together with the huge aircraft carrier, crashed to the ground like a meteorite, directly creating a huge pothole in the twisted street.
The powerful impact made the ground tremble.
Countless gravel and dust mist spattered wildly from the impact point, like a huge, dark mushroom cloud, instantly covering Ian and the aircraft carrier.
"Ahem, this is much more powerful than Grand Fortune Heavenly Venerable." Ian is glad that he is no longer the boy he used to be, otherwise he would probably have to bump into another different world this time.
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+6]
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+7]
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+8]
Crazy reminders echoed in my ears.
It is not only the feedback of the system, but also the wail of Ian's internal organs. His body is dozens of times larger than that of ordinary people, and he is overwhelmed under the weight of the aircraft carrier.
Of course.
It's not in pieces. But there is a tendency for half of the body to turn into a meatloaf. Fortunately, [Perfect Divine Body] is powerful enough, and it is a relatively thick and chewy meatloaf.
[Berserker LV5 [16/160]]
[Strength:44--46]
[Physique: 60--61.5]
[Intelligence:4.2--4.3]
[Spirit:31--31.2]
This directly upgraded Ian, which shows how serious the injury was. He finally reached the fifth level of [Berserker], and Ian immediately learned the skills he had longed for.
[Blood of Wrath: You can control the blood in your body to burn, adding the power to destroy the enemy's soul to your attacks. Every one percent of the blood can carry one percent of the real damage.]
As a noble Berserker, it should be equipped with a noble percentage damage. Ian abandoned the junk skills in the early stage in order to wait until level 5 to gain a real magical skill again.
It currently only has the initial level, which is the entry-level level, but Ian also has two [Berserker] professional skill points, so it can also be directly upgraded to a new round.
"Let's put this matter aside for now. I have to save myself first." Ian was half-body pressed under the aircraft carrier, and his strength was not enough to directly lift the aircraft carrier to save himself.
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+9]
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+6]
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+4]
"Maybe I'm not so anxious." Ian lay down. Even though he was dragging the aircraft carrier, he didn't want to call for help. He just used [Self-Healing Tide] to maintain his clear consciousness.
He must go out anyway. After all, Supreme Witch's problem has not been solved yet, but he is not willing to let Ian give up his lower body and crawl out and then grow a new one.
Normal people know it.
The body parts are still the best.
"Why are you so happy?" Demon Head, who was almost crushed into crumbled biscuits, was thrown to the side by Ian in advance. It rolled back to Ian with an expression full of confusion.
"That woman is very strong, but luckily, I am obviously better." Ian looked up at the sky, and the old witch was floating in the air again, as if she was continuing to absorb Sandman's power - the old witch's body was almost turned into ceramic shards, Ian firmly believed that the other party definitely did not have the ability to become stronger after being injured like herself.
"..."
Demon Head looked at Ian, who was crushed by the aircraft carrier and half of his body was probably gone. It fell into silence for a long time and couldn't figure out what kind of superiority it was.
"Praise God Ian."
Of course.
Demon Head also learned to be smart.
When you don't understand it, it will give Ian an emotional value.
"Stop praising, come here and let me take a bite..." Ian needs to keep using his self-healing ability to maintain a balance of income and expenditure, but his body's energy reserves are limited after all.
It looked like even the fat underneath the aircraft carrier was used up.
Naturally, the experience that can be gained is getting less and less.
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+3]
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+1]
Ian has actually known this for a long time. Physical damage received after recovery can generate experience, but the experience brought by physical damage already received will not be too long-lasting.
Seeing that he was about to lose his self-healing ability, Ian also wanted to drink a few sips of No. 666 fuel - his eyes were so hungry that his eyes were red, and just when Demon Head was about to sacrifice his life for the savior.
"Is the one below Ian?"
A clear female voice came from above the pit.
Ian looked up.
"Little Punk Girl, you didn't dream?" He was very surprised. He saw Madison wearing sportswear and carrying a schoolbag, squatting on the edge of the pit and looking down.
"I knew it was you! You are the only one who likes to chew things!" Madison looked a little happy after hearing this. She jumped down and slowly landed on the ground.
Obviously magical magic was used.
"Oh my god! Are you okay?" Madison also liked to spin around when she landed. She probably should have covered her face to play Batman, but when she saw Ian, her expression was stunned.
How could someone be pinned under an aircraft carrier and still smile?
"It's really suitable for you to hang out with Hollywood. Do you think I look okay?" Ian stared at Madison and swallowed.
His words made Madison very embarrassed.
However, this Little Punk Girl still looked at Ian worriedly, "What happened to you? We are an inland city here, right? How could there be an aircraft carrier pinning you down?"
Even though her geography skills are not very good, Madison is still convinced that the aircraft carrier should not appear here - what she said is correct, but Ian is ashamed to talk about being attacked by an old witch.
"When the disaster came, I stepped forward, but good will not suppress evil. Now I'm afraid my life is not long." Ian swallowed again, lowered his voice and spoke with a hint of melancholy.
"Tell my parents that I love them." As he said that, Ian also smeared a little mud on his face, mainly because there was really no extra blood to waste.
His little move was not noticed.
Madison's tears flowed down.
The lacrimal glands are indeed well developed.
"It's okay, I can save you." Madison knelt in a pool of blood, her hands glowing with a healing white light. Obviously, she had some initial grasp of her abilities.
This moment.
Ian suddenly felt warm all over, and his new muscle tissue stretched like buds in spring. However, due to the aircraft carrier comparable to Five Finger Mountain, he was not able to regain his mellowness.
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+5]
[Received overload damage, Berserker Experience+6]
However.
The experience points continued to increase.
"Little Punk Girl, you are indeed my appointed nanny, I will pay you a salary!" Ian was extremely happy. He could feel that Madison's ability was slightly stronger than that of [Self-Healing Tide], which he had not upgraded.
Madison was speechless when she heard this. While maintaining the treatment, she asked, "What happened? My parents were locked in a bubble."
about my own experience.
Madison just feels very magical.
"Of course it's the old woman in the sky who is doing evil and causing harm to the whole city." Ian mouthed to the sky, and his hands tried to grab Madison's backpack but failed.
It's not a gibbon after all.
"That's actually what I guessed, but I still have to ask you for confirmation. After all, you are Superman." Madison seems to still have no doubt about Ian Superman's identity.
"Yes, yes, but Superman can't stand up now because my magic resistance is slightly low." Ian nodded with satisfaction and continued to enjoy the joy of soaring experience points.
Attacked by "Dreamer".
Why doesn't it count as taking magic damage?
Watching time fly by.
[Berserker LV6 [3/320]]
[Strength:46--48]
[Physique:61.5--63.4]
[Intelligence:4.3--4.4]
[Spirit:31.2--31.5]
Ian has been promoted to another level under Madison's "life extension". This also means that Ian has a new way to escape - he actually always has a backup plan.
Otherwise, he wouldn't always look so calm.
"I can't do it anymore."
Madison had been standing firm for several minutes. Her weak magic power was finally exhausted, her face became increasingly pale, and she finally fell back slightly and collapsed on the ground.
"Is there really not a drop left?"
Ian tentative inquiry.
"Well, there's no magic left at all."
The blonde girl gasped and her head felt dizzy.
"I'm sorry, I may not be able to save you..." Her voice was full of guilt, blaming herself for her lack of ability. Sometimes a person's sense of powerlessness can really break a person's heart.
"It's true that I can't save him. I can't think of any way to move this big guy. If you can save me, it will be a big deal." Ian expressed his understanding in a gentle tone.
"..."
Madison's expression froze instantly.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" She rushed forward in annoyance, actually trying to stretch out her little claws to move the aircraft carrier that was many times larger than her house.
After all, a witch is just a witch.
Of course, her weak body could not shake such a giant steel beast.
"Don't worry about why I didn't tell you earlier. Anyway, I'm not going to die soon, so I have to tell you something." En suddenly changed into a tone that speaks well even if a person is about to die.
"What's the matter?" Madison kicked the aircraft carrier until his toes were swollen. He came back with a grin on his face and looked at Ian with a tearful expression.
"Come closer."
Ian waved to Madison.
"Hmm."
Madison quickly moved forward.
"Actually, you were deceived by me that day. I picked that orange on the ground, and the mold on it was indeed not fruit frost." Ian's hand once again grabbed the schoolbag behind Madison's back.
Just a little bit closer.
"Come closer and I'll tell you another secret.
He spoke.
Madison is quite confused about Ian's "last words".
"No, it's already this time, what are you talking about about oranges?" Although Madison couldn't help but complain, she still got a little closer after hearing Ian's words.
"What secret?"
Madison asked.
And at this time.
Ian finally grabbed her bag.
"The secret is... I actually bought you an orange, but because it was so delicious, I accidentally finished it myself." He grabbed Madison's schoolbag and pulled it in front of him.
After opening.
It's full of food.
"The countdown only requires me to stay hungry. It doesn't say I can't eat a little. Sure enough, only when I'm hungry can I have real insight."
Ian stuffed snacks and sandwiches into his mouth. Sure enough, just like he had drunk Coke before, the countdown to unlocking the new career [Entropy Annihilation Lord] still hadn't reset.
There is no need to stuff food directly into your stomach.
It feels great.
"????"
Madison was completely stunned by Ian's operation.
"I feel like you should take medicine again."
She was silent for a moment.
He spoke from the bottom of his heart.
"It's a pity that you don't have any medicine. Why did you even take cosmetics with you when you escaped..." Ian drank something that shouldn't be eaten, and it tasted terrible.
Madison's makeup remover was mistaken for mineral water.
But it's better than nothing.
[Savage Tyrant experience value +1]
After all, it will give you some experience.
"I'm here to seek rescue. Of course I have to dress up beautifully. Have you never seen a zombie movie? Only the most beautiful woman can survive to the end."
Madison explained.
However, Ian disagrees with her statement.
Of course, Ian did not refute it. After all, the truth is that the zombie movie will turn into an island country movie. Such a plot development is not suitable for children. He feels that the mental health of his classmates should be taken into consideration.
"What is this?"
Ian found something familiar in Madison's schoolbag, which was more than thirty bottles of [Kryptonian-Gene-Free] blue potion, almost covering the bottom layer of Madison's schoolbag.
They may be the latest version as the bottles have become more refined.
"The antidote to the zombie virus?"
Madison Uncertain opening.
"I picked them up on the road and they were floating in the air."
She revealed the source of these potions.
"You are really my lucky star! Little Punk Girl, believe in my religion, I will name you Pope!" Ian's heartfelt praise made the confused Madison feel a little embarrassed.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu~"
Ian Drink directly.
See the situation.
Madison was suddenly shocked.
"It could also be the original zombie virus."
She may have been deeply influenced by the culture of movies and TV series.
"It's okay, I don't have the passive ability to turn into a zombie after death."
Ian drank all the Enhancement Serum in one go.
[Savage Tyrant experience value +6]
[Savage Tyrant experience value +7]
[Savage Tyrant lv4 [16/80]]
[Savage Tyrant lv5 [34/160]]
I have to say that this is really a hearty upgrade. As expected, dangers and opportunities are always present. Ian gradually understands the meaning of being [Independent NPC].
If Little Punk Girl appeared here, it was really just a coincidence. He didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart. Metropolis is so big, how could such a coincidence happen.
Upgraded two levels in a row.
The basic attributes combined with [Perfect Divine Body]'s independently improved quality also brought Ian's attributes to a new level. He felt that his upper body, which was not pressed down, was full of strength.
His muscles were trembling, not a tired tremor, but a rhythm that was being strengthened and reshaped. Every fiber was being rearranged, as if some ancient gene hidden in the body was awakening. His heartbeat was speeding up, but it was no longer rushed and panicked, but like the beating of a war drum, with an unprecedented rhythm and power.
[Strength:48--62]
[Physique: 63.4--80]
[Intelligence:4.4--4.8]
[Spirit:31.5--36]
Definitely a very remarkable improvement.
The biggest benefit comes from the automated quality upgrade of [Perfect Divine Body].
"Sure enough, we still have to find a way to unlock Berserker's subsequent advanced professions." Ian's vision is now incredibly clear, and even the dust floating in the air has become slowly discernible.
His hearing also became more acute. The sound of collapsing buildings in the distance, the flowing low hum of Dream Power, and even the vibration of every breath he took were amplified several times and transmitted to his mind.
The most important thing is that I can finally learn a cool skill!
[Absolute Flight: You will get a layer of Bio-field for flying. In the sky, you are the tyrant who dominates everything. It is your birthright to look down on all living beings.]
Learned without hesitation,
Ian I suddenly felt that my body had undergone new changes.
That is a paradoxical feeling.
"Bio-field, but it can only be used for flying... maybe an upgrade can make it more perfect?" Ian could feel that this layer of Bio-field was slowly swimming along the surface of his skin like flowing mercury.
In a state of silence.
"Savage Tyrant In this profession, I still have two skill points. I can use one more and reserve one." Ian locked a certain position on the skill of [Savage Tyrant].
[Contemptuous Leap: You can perform teleportation jumps within the field of vision. For a flash, you can leave "Tyrant Afterimage" behind you and detonate your enemies at any time to seriously injure you.]
It's still full of game flavor as always.
However.
Ian likes it very much.
He has been interested in this skill for a long time and has not waited until the level where he can learn it.
"Praise my new Pope." Ian activated the skill, but no afterimage was left. The body was freed from the pressure in an instant, and appeared behind Madison who was caught off guard.
He then activated [Self-Healing Tide]'s ability, and the shriveled flesh and blood of his lower body regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Madison took several steps back with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Can this still happen?"
She was greatly shocked.
The world view was refreshed again.
"Why can't it be like this?"
Ian moved his body to reach a new peak, and his stomach became more and more hungry. However, he did not drink Fuel No. 666, but picked up Demon Head who was pretending to be dead.
"I knew that the great God Ian was just testing all living beings." Demon Bull Head quickly sent his compliments, but Ian did not intend to punish it.
"Aren't you going to die? I have been mourning for you for so long!" Madison stared with bulging eyes, unable to recover from the sudden change in the atmosphere.
"I was really about to die just now, but I silently recited BABA up, down, down, left, and right in my mind, and I came back to life." Ian is still so good at serious nonsense.
"Is that so? Magic?"
Madison also likes to pretend to understand what she doesn't understand. She forced herself to calm down and suddenly realized, once again acting like she was smart and had gradually understood what was going on.
The acting is really good.
"Yes, yes, magic. I have a lot of magic. I will teach you all the magic after you join the cult. You don't even need to wait for me to die. You can directly become Ianism's supreme Pope."
Ian began to persuade.
"Uh..."
Madison thinks what Ian said is nonsense.
But she didn't know why she was a little moved.
"This is the power of bewitchment."
Demon Head, who was carried by Ian, gave an answer to Madison. It was slapped twice on the face by Ian, and then he shut his mouth obediently.
"There are no oranges today, just hold this. Don't move around here. I'll come as soon as I go." Ian handed Demon Bull Head into Madison's hands.
The main reason is that Madison is too weak and needs some protective measures.
After all, she is a super nanny, and she is indeed not very smart. Ian must protect such a qualified nanny, which is a scarce resource at any time.
"Again?"
Madison looked suspicious.
But I saw Ian soaring directly into the sky.
"Do you know your pants are completely torn?"
She yelled at Ian.
Some people pretended not to hear and didn't say who it was.
"I have to give the old witch a big shock!" Ian grabbed a pair of trousers and put them on, also changed some clothes, and flew towards the old witch like a cannonball.
A sonic boom cloud exploded directly behind him.
At this moment.
"Whoosh~"
A red and blue figure streaked across the sky.
The speed is faster than Ian.
The commotion caused.
It's like a special effect that costs five million yuan more than Ian.
"Ah? Dad? No!"
A voice of surprise rang out, followed by confusion.
It's Superman - but it doesn't seem to be the real Superman. Before Ian could start to be surprised, he noticed something was wrong. The body of Superman flying towards Supreme Witch looked extremely pale.
There are also many black blood vessels that seem to be flowing with green liquid.
His super vision captured it very accurately.
"My dad is not that slow!" Ian quickly looked forward and saw that the pirated dad looked like a zombie and rushed straight towards Supreme Witch.
"Death!"
His voice was extremely hoarse.
It's as dry as if it was squeezed out of the throat.
"Boom!"
Since Supreme Witch had been attacked by Ian, he was very defensive. He aimed at Zombie Superman and released his mental control. In an instant, Superman, whose body was overflowing with liquid, looked painful.
This trick has no effect on Ian.
But for Zombie Superman, the effect seems to be extremely outstanding.
"Ahhhhh!"
Zombie Superman roared in pain, and his eyes lit up with a bright green light.
"Nima! Fel Energy! Clone? Parallel universe?" Ian recognized the fluctuation of this energy, and saw it under his incredible gaze as he stood still in mid-air.
"Zhizhizhizhi~"
Fel Energy rays of light shot out from Zombie Superman's eyes, heading straight towards Supreme Witch. However, the rays that illuminated most of the city were easily blocked by dozens of layers of dream barriers controlled by Supreme Witch.
When not facing Ian.
Her various abilities are very easy to use.
"You annoying bugs!" Supreme Witch roared, using magic to blast Zombie Superman away with a wave of his hand, and then released another Dream Power to envelope it.
Was blown away.
Zombie Superman, which smashed the building, just rushed out.
Suddenly.
His eyes fell into a dull state, falling like a puppet with its strings cut off, and his whole person was wrapped in a dreamy bubble - this weakened version of Superman was indeed not the father of Ian.
Weakened by more than one margin.
"Now it's my turn again, Supreme Witch, you have failed this city again!" Ian charged quickly, his voice seemed to give Supreme Witch a stress reaction.
"No way! How are you still alive!"
I'm sorry she didn't even notice Ian just now.
This made Ian furious.
"Old guy with a lack of imagination, you know how impossible it is with a hammer. If you can kill me, that's impossible!" Ian teleported directly in front of Supreme Witch. He didn't give the other party a chance to repeat the same trick. He pinched Supreme Witch's mouth and stuffed a large handful of pills into the other party's stomach.
The ups and downs of Dream Power did not hinder Ian at all, as if someone was secretly interfering.
"What did you feed me?"
Supreme Witch was thrown onto a suspended stone slab by Ian. Her face was horrified. She was clawing at her throat frantically, but she saw Ian floating forward and directly nailing her hands to death with steel bars.
"Sleeping Pill, be grateful to the free America. It allows you to eat two thousand pieces of super large cups of Sleeping Pill." He grabbed Supreme Witch's chin.
He directly stuffed the bottle of 2,000 tablets of Sleeping Pill into her stomach.
"Why! Why are you doing this to me!" Supreme Witch's face was distorted, spider web-like cracks covered her skin, and Dream Power seeped out from the increasingly widening cracks.
Like countless tiny snakes of light swimming in the air. She wanted to release magic, but Ian pulled out her tongue and then raised her hand to crush her throat.
"Lord Ian has never suffered such a serious injury in his life. I can break my own legs, but you can't." Ian took advantage of the situation and removed Supreme Witch's mandible.
"I don't kill people, but Morpheus doesn't necessarily." Ian just looked at it. Supreme Witch couldn't bear the effects of the medicine. She began to foam at the white foam and rolled her eyes wildly. Her already dilapidated body became more and more overwhelmed. The old witch was not asleep or even sleepy, but the severe pain seemed to be the last straw that broke her.
Only seen.
"Huhuhu~"
Supreme Witch's crushed throat made a sound like breaking wind. The cracks on her skin continued to expand, and her whole body looked like porcelain that was about to break.
Ian saw this and teleported back without saying a word.
"Boom--!!!"
The next moment.
Supreme Witch exploded.
She was detonated by Dream Power herself who could not suppress it.
Countless Dream Power poured out like a tide, no longer controlled, but converging crazily in a certain direction. The dream bubbles that originally enveloped the city also began to dissipate.
The imprisoned people gradually broke free from their dreams, but they did not wake up immediately. Looking not far away, Ian was about to rush out in the direction of the flow of Dream Power.
suddenly.
"Ahhhhh!"
Supreme Witch's wailing sounded unexpectedly.
"Can you survive longer than me?"
Ian was extremely surprised. He turned around and saw a twisted black mist floating out of Supreme Witch's exploded corpse. The thing kept changing its shape in mid-air, sometimes stretching out tentacles, sometimes showing faces, and even the remaining Dream Power around it was dyed a dirty purple-black color.
The trees were not immune. Their branches and leaves became twisted and weird under the erosion of this black mist. The branches were like dry arms, stretching towards the sky, as if begging for something. The color of the leaves also became extremely bright, but there was an extremely unnatural and strange smell.
The red, purple, and blue leaves are intertwined together, colorful, but also strange and evil. Ian even saw some leaves open their eyes.
Yes.
I have eyes!
There's more than one eye!
"What the hell is this?"
Ian's golden pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and he felt that his sanity was going crazy. His eyes burst out with dazzling golden light like the sun, and the blazing beam of light shot directly at the twisted soul.
However.
The black mist squirmed like a living creature, completely absorbing the light, as if using it as nutrients - they were definitely not the kind of thing that was afraid of light and sunlight.
Darker and weirder.
"My spare body! I want it! I want it! Damn it! It was originally prepared to become a god!" The soul twisted into a monster let out an ear-piercing scream.
It has found its way.
Madison flew down and stayed in the deep pit without moving at all, as if he had been punished to stand. It was obvious that there was another reason why Madison was able to stay awake in this disaster.
The old witch was plotting against her.
Seeing a billowing black mist flying towards him, Madison raised his Demon Head in fear.
"Ah~~~"
Demon Head is not worried, it even wants to be a glutton.
"Is it cold? I don't want to eat this stuff. I'm afraid your head will grow little feet after eating it." Ian doesn't want his Trash Can to turn into some twisted monster.
He directly used teleportation within his field of vision to appear in front of Madison.
"Fortunately, I have always been well prepared and learned the skills I need to learn." Ian used [Blood of Wrath] to ignite his own blood and directly blasted the soul of the oncoming monster.
His skin suddenly turned red.
Densely packed blood vessels spread across the body surface like burning fuses.
"Tsk--!"
The moment the fist came into contact with the black mist soul, a sound like a branding iron being plunged into water erupted. The monster soul let out a scream that was not like a human voice and began to flee crazily.
"Want to run?" At this time, Ian has turned into a living torch, and every drop of blood is burning. He uses his flying ability to chase the black mist and output madly.
Every swing of the fist brings up a piece of dissipated soul.
Ian is getting thinner, and that weird soul is getting smaller. This is a life-for-life play, but fortunately Ian doesn't have much health, but its life is really hard.
He won't die at all.
"Super Saiyan is like me." After blasting the opponent's soul, Ian only turned into a mummy-level dehydrated form, but Berserker's passiveness only made him more powerful.
This is the benefit of multiple professions working together.
"You laughed to death. You turned into a monster and you are still so weak. Are you shocked to know what the percentage of real damage is?" Ian's percentage of real damage is the percentage of real damage added based on his blood deduction level.
So he actually only lost about one-third of his blood and obtained the negative state of [Severe Blood Loss], but Supreme Witch's soul had been directly hammered by him and only a small piece remained.
It's still twisting.
But it is no longer the size of a palm.
Just when Ian was hesitating whether to break the precept or not.
suddenly.
The world has come to a standstill.
This is a state that Ian has not experienced for a long time.
He was already used to it.
And I have a solid guess in my mind.
"Is it the same pollution from the outside world as before?" Ian pinched the remaining soul in his hand and handed it to Lady Death, who appeared next to him without knowing when.
"That's right." Lady Death nodded, and handed over a cup of sparkling coffee. Ian drank it in one gulp, and his shriveled body quickly returned to its original shape like an inflatable doll.
"And love bento?"
He nervously glanced at the system interface - fortunately, [Entropy Annihilation Lord]'s countdown has not been reset, perhaps because Ian is still very hungry.
"This isn't right."
Lady Death has become accustomed to ignoring Ian's nonsense, extinguishing the black mist on the soul fragments, frowning, "Without the universe fragments, there is no complete information."
"Is this just a wisp of pollution?"
There was a bit of surprise in her tone.
"Where's your omniscience?"
Ian took a closer look, Lady Death smelled so good, but it was the smell of gourmet food. Damn hunger, Ian already had the urge to take a few bites of everything he saw.
Is this considered a return to the old path of Galactus?
"Most of the time, what we call omniscience is actually only omniscience covered by this universe. After analyzing other lower universes, we can also obtain all the information about the other universe."
"However, this time, it is obviously not a lower universe, and they are very cunning." Lady Death's fingertips glowed with light, showing Ian his analysis results.
Nothing.
"Morpheus may have fallen into this universe. And it seems that some of the pollution he suffered was actually absorbed by this stupid witch as power."
Lady Death's voice was a bit sad.
"That's what witches are like."
Ian blinked his eyes, but did not make any further judgment.
"No matter what, you have to find Morpheus and ask what happened." Lady Death rubbed his fingers, and the last remnants of Supreme Witch's soul were wiped out.
The people she killed.
It has nothing to do with Ian.
"He should be over there. Maybe you can ask yourself." Ian pointed in the direction where Dream Power was flowing. They are things that are still flowing in this frozen world.
"I can't go."
Death answered simply and neatly.
But no reason was given.
"Huh?"
Ian looked at Lady Death suspiciously.
Faced with Ian's strange gaze.
She sighed softly, "Just think of this as your story. Every superhero has his own story, and in this story they will always be the most special."
"Isn't it?"
Lady Death's voice has a somewhat deep feeling.
"So, do you admit that I am a superhero?" Ian's focus was on the other side. His eyes were bright and he did not give Lady Death a chance to refute.
"This is official recognition. You praised me as a superhero. I must have worked harder than before. After all, of course I will protect my beloved Metropolis!"
His tone was sonorous and forceful, and he had a toothy smile on his face, as if he was just pretending.
"..."
Lady Death felt that she didn't mean that, and also felt that there was something else in Ian's words.
She hesitated to speak, but when she saw Ian's enthusiastic expression, she weighed it and finally remained silent, failing to correct Ian in time.
"Found Morpheus."
Lady Death left a message.
The whole person disappears.
The world is moving again.
The war is over.
The sky is no longer a twisted whirlpool.
Instead, it has restored its original appearance - blue and vast, as if it has never been infected by Dream Power. The clouds are drifting slowly, and the sun is shining on every corner of the city.
Illuminating the streets that were once swallowed by darkness.
The earth has also returned to its proper place.
The chaotic space seemed to be gently corrected by an invisible hand. The collapsed buildings rose slowly, the broken glass healed on its own, and the broken trees grew branches and leaves again.
It seems as if a Nightmare is gradually waking up. Perhaps, the owners of Dream Power are still conscious, and they almost completely repaired the damaged things before they evacuated.
Of course.
There are exceptions.
Those plants that were mutated by the black mist still retain their ferocious forms.
Like an anachronistic work of art.
Weird and bizarre.
It's also full of weirdness and terror.
As the saying goes, either you don't do good things, or you do good things to the end.
Ian is floating in the air.
Both eyes shoot precise golden rays.
He set fire to the twisted vegetation one by one, and the burned mutated trees made a strange whimpering sound, and then he burned them one by one into ashes and dust in the universe.
Because the impact is not deep.
I didn't see any black mist evaporating.
Along the way, people gradually woke up from their drowsiness, with confusion and confusion on their faces.
"What... was I doing just now?"
"I dreamed that I turned into a butterfly..."
"Didn't you always want to be a butterfly?"
In the turbulent crowd.
An injured child sat on the ground crying.
There was a lot of runny nose and tears. It was obvious that he had experienced something terrible in his dream. Ian passed by and exchanged a five-dollar knife for a lollipop from another bewildered kid next to him.
He knows how to comfort a hurt child.
"Click~"
Ian took a bite himself and comforted the child who was most seriously injured before. He felt it was pretty good and was very satisfied. Then, he handed the remaining half of the lollipop to the crybaby. At this time, a well-dressed professional woman hurried over and Ian recognized her as the real estate agent in the elevator who asked the client to "negotiate the contract".
Now she has exquisite make-up, meticulous suits and skirts, and is looking for her child everywhere - Ian grabbed the child who was pretending to be Ultraman with the egg shell he gave her and stuffed it into the woman's hand.
"Thank you."
The woman quickly thanked him.
Ian turned and left.
He continued to clean up the twisted tree spirits scattered in various places in the central area of the city. Not far away, the gay pair who were enjoying their world in [Husband Island]'s dream also woke up.
"I knew it was you! Cameron! You struck up a conversation with that muscular man!"
"You were obviously the one who stared at that surfing instructor first! Mitchell, don't think I didn't notice it!"
The two people quarreled fiercely.
However.
After they saw Ian passing by using Heat Vision to burn those weird trees, they immediately stopped arguing and exclaimed in unison, "How cool."
"Go away, go away, don't stop me from repairing my city."
Ian continues to burn mutated plants without looking back. He respects diversity, but it does not mean that he recognizes diversity. Ancestor-lander wants to scold the people who stare at him, then scold the people who stare at him.
"Keep staring at me, and I'll let you experience the blazing heat of the sun."
Ian's threat was very powerful, and the light in his eyes was also very scary. The two men were shocked and turned around to run away. It was obvious that they were directly frightened by Ian's threat.
As the siren sounded from far away, Ian knew that the highlight was coming. He quickly took out the spare stockings from his trouser pocket and put them on his head, and was ready when the first police cars arrived.
"I've tried my best."
Military helicopters, police, and many hindsight came. Ian was waiting for this moment. He faced the camera and admitted that the whole thing was his own fault.
He stopped the evil witch's plot.
The writer's ability to polish the facts is vividly described by him. His talent is no longer limited to novels. In reality, he has also found a way to use his talent.
"It was a stormy night," Ian opened with a low and magnetic voice, even though the sun was shining brightly at the moment, "No, it should be said that it was a dusk where dreams and reality intertwined! Supreme Witch - an old witch who has lived for eight hundred years, trying to touch our pure dreams with her wrinkled fingers!"
"Can I agree? Of course not! Superman may have given in, but I, Stocking Superman, the Superman of the new era, will never allow any evil forces to get involved with Metropolis!"
"She tried to seduce me and promised to make me the president of the new world. However, I also told her firmly that I, Stocking Superman, will never collude with any evil elements!"
A sonorous and powerful speech.
It is Ian's polishing of reality during the interview.
He came up with fantasy descriptions such as flying fifty thousand meters with one punch, triggering thunder in the nine heavens with one punch of his own, causing all birds to fall and all vegetation to fall within a thousand miles radius.
"When my punch fell, the heaven and earth shook, cracks in space appeared, and it seemed like thousands of Ancient God demons were whispering." The reporters had never heard of this before, and every one of them was dumbfounded.
They don't quite understand.
But from the bottom of my heart I feel great.
far away.
General Lane put his hands on his hips, already feeling exhausted. He didn't know how many waves of forces he had intercepted that were about to step forward to arrest people. He just felt like a ruthless stopping machine.
"That's right, I did it all! I mean, I solved it all! I took down that crazy witch by myself, and she almost brought the whole world into doom with her terrifying power." Ian also knew how to show off his opponent and installed Scarlet Witch's template on the old waste Supreme Witch.
"Please follow [Superhero Popularity Center] and like me." Ian is promoting it so hard, and it is not without reason. He can feel his slightly ethereal magic power increasing.
Maybe.
Is this what Dimension Demon God is like?
Anyway, he has discovered a way to cultivate magic power independently. After all, he has not been able to find a second qualified Pal for the profession [Leader LV1 [1/10]].
Little Punk Girl is good.
But Little Punk Girl and Morpheus were both thrown into Hellcat by him - after Supreme Witch died, Little Punk Girl immediately fell into a coma, and his body felt hot as if he was evolving.
As for Morpheus.
That was the direction in which Ian was flowing along the path of the demon Dream Power. The man found in the ruins should be Morpheus. The fragrance on his body was as alluring as Lady Death.
"Damn [Entropy Annihilation Lord], are you awakening something strange in me when I'm starving?" Ian cursed in his heart, but on the surface he still accepted the interview in a positive manner.
His smile looked a little scary under the stockings and hood.
"Boom~"
suddenly.
There was a sound of landing behind me.
The reporters were exclaiming.
Ian, who pretended not to hear what they were exclaiming, only felt a shadow covering him.
He didn't look back.
He jumped up into the sky and tried to escape.
However.
No matter how smart the clever ghost is, he can't be as fast as his old father - Ian was directly grabbed by Superman's ankle, pulled out of mid-air and put on the ground to stand still.
"Hammer's Tyrant of the Sky."
Ian was deceived by the system.
He looked at the serious-looking Superman in front of him.
The brain is working rapidly.
"Where's that person? The green one." Fortunately, Superman didn't take out the seven wolves in person. He just asked Ian, with a tone that made it difficult to ask directly.
"Over there, he flew over there."
Ian pointed honestly in the direction of a certain factory of Luthor. He actually did not see where Zombie Superman went in the end, but this did not affect his honesty.
Anyway, check ten Luthor factories, and there may be problems in all eleven.
"What did you do here? Tell me everything when you get back."
Superman took a deep look at Ian, then rose into the sky again. His figure had completely disappeared from Ian's sight before Ian could even blink.
"Strange, couldn't he hear the movement of that Fake Superman?" Ian was confused, but facing the camera, he calmed down and smiled again.
"As you can see, Superman has been driven away by me, let's continue." His speech once again shocked the reporters, who felt that Ian was fooling him and others into thinking they were deaf.
Some reporters probably figured out what was going on.
However.
But they did not speak. The reporters who had retreated dozens of steps because of the appearance of Superman looked at each other for a moment, and then quickly gathered around to continue the interview.
America's news.
The truth is not important.
After all, in this information age, who can struggle with traffic? As a reporter, you cannot tell the truth. News focuses on ratings, while bosses care about profits.
Newsmen who pursue the truth have no money to eat - except for Lucky Kent who always encounters big news and has not been tortured to death, and Lucky Kent's wife.
Unexpectedly, [Savage Tyrant] did not bring the ability to upgrade by gaining attention. Instead, the identity of [Dimension Demon God] allowed Ian to enjoy the growth in strength after being admired by others.
Magic is also his strength.
It's just that he doesn't know how to use it yet.
The time soon came to evening.
Ian can withstand it, but the reporters' cameras and their flesh and blood bodies seem to be a little unable to withstand it, so today's magic training may only end here.
"Thank you all for your support!"
He also gave each reporter a hard-earned fee of US$500. He is really very understanding of the world, and the reporters who were originally quite resentful immediately started to smile after receiving the red envelope.
The draft for [Stocking Superman] has gradually been gestating in my mind. I have been interviewing superheroes for so many years, who has ever seen a superhero who gives money to someone who disagrees with them?
Isn't this a boast?
Then who is going to brag about it?
Ian and the reporter left with satisfaction.
"Today is so fulfilling." Ian got into the driver's seat of Hellcat and threw the shriveled wallet into the car. Madison in the passenger seat was hot all over, her skin was abnormally flushed, and the magic wave surged through her body like a flood. Ian reached out and poked her cheek - it was hot.
"I have to buy some eggs and try them."
Ian was sure that Madison would not die. He turned his head and looked at the back seat. Sandman Morpheus was slumped on the leather seat like a drunkard. The Lord of Dreams had no majesty at all at this moment.
His pale skin showed a sickly gray color, his long black hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, and his slender limbs were weirdly twisted - he looked like a life-size doll that had been played with by naughty children.
"Actually, it was the old witch who caused it." Ian didn't know how to wake up Morpheus. He was thinking about whether to send a prayer inquiry to Lady Death.
suddenly.
"Pfft~"
There was a fart sound.
It's the sound of the leather seat cushion being squeezed.
Only seen.
Morpheus suddenly bounced up like a zombie.
"That diary... they... they sent a diary..." Sandman's eyes were blurred, and he murmured like he was dreaming, and his voice was hoarse like sandpaper.
"I was under attack."
He seemed to be in great pain and covered his head hard, but he did not burst out with any terrifying power, blowing up Metropolis and Ian into space.
"Boss! Wake up! You're fine!" Ian quickly stuffed a jar of mustard into Morpheus's mouth, trying to use the bitter taste to help Morpheus wake up.
This trick will most likely be useless against the Supreme Being.
However.
There are also times when small probability events occur.
Just like now.
"Hiss~"
Morpheus's face is distorted.
He is awake.
His eyes are extremely clear.
"I'm the one who should "hisssss~", the boss is really in a state of residual health." Most of Ian's operations are meaningful, and his tests also allowed him to obtain information.
"Who are you?" Morpheus took the water from Ian in embarrassment. No one would believe that this person who drank water would be the top being in the universe.
Endless Family.
DC Universe Supreme Concept.
The first generation controller of the dream world.
"And, who am I?"
At this time.
However, after drinking the water, he asked a question that shocked Ian.
"Amnesia? So classic?"
Ian was stunned.
"Who did you say you were just now?"
Morpheus was at a loss and asked again.
Hear the words.
Ian, who originally planned to repay a favor, immediately had a firm look in his eyes.
"I am your father."
Ian's voice is also very determined.
He thought of his previous agreement with Lady Death.
Be a human being.
You must be bold and seize opportunities.