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Chapter 1351 No. 257: The Beginning of the End II Those who come late are not too late
Two hundred years ago, it would be hard to imagine that the term "Internet" would be listed in the list of options for transportation routes.

But when the first Digimon passed through the screen, it arrived at reality from the coded world constructed by countless bytes.

It was destined to happen two hundred years later.

As long as Digimon can come over, humans will always find a way to get there, and will also find a way to come back. This happens over and over again, and the number of times increases.

More and more frequent interactions have created more and more stable shipping routes, and even easily surpassed the actual transportation time. Naturally, some businessmen will see business opportunities and the value of this phenomenon itself.

Although it still has a higher development cost in terms of security, it has already won in the key factor of "saving time".

As long as you are still constrained by the wind resistance of reality, you will definitely choose the Internet track when it is extremely urgent!

Just at this moment, at this very moment——

Bang, bang, bang! Boom!

Gunshots rang out and engines roared!
Belstarmon's double guns weakened the barrier between the two worlds, and the barrier that was just about to be broken was hit by the fighter plane transformed by the fighter agent.

The loud sound waves easily drowned out the frightened cursing of a certain bomber, and at the same time echoed with a loud roar somewhere in the distance.

"We'll have to express our gratitude and concern later. Now..."

He dropped from the air at the end of the fluttering scarf that the giant coefficient code beast had sprinted over, and just before falling to the ground, he used his demon wings to slow down a gust of wind, and then his leather shoes stepped on the ground.

Omar, dressed in a coat and suit, stood up, stretched out his hand, and thrust it in front of the digital door that was being repaired at a high speed.

This was a dangerous act that should never be imitated, but in his palms, pitch-black digital souls gathered into a ring, overlapping and interweaving, slowing down the repair of the gate in a scene where sparks flew like electric welding.

"Please leave the scene as soon as possible, Miss." Under the pressure of the door, he bent slightly, and combined with his original sideways posture, it seemed like a bow to invite.

"I'm going to run even without you urging me!"

The 185cm tall white-haired girl was not at all troubled by the slight bending of her body. She had already passed through Omar's field of vision while shouting, with a high-speed blur that was obviously caused by the explosion. Only the two red horn whiskers were clear.

What is this? American cockroach?

When someone saw this nickname in the Rhode Island Forum, he thought it was an overly disrespectful nickname, but now seeing Miss W working at high speed entering the door, this description naturally came to his mind, and at the same time, the physical discomfort almost made his hands tremble.

'This may be the wrong target.'

The telepathy from Lipia was undoubtedly timely, allowing him to look into the distance while retracting his hands, looking at the monsters that Belstarmon and Justice were surrounded by, as well as the ghost snake that was taking advantage of the chaos to run away.

"Then let's meet up. I'll retrieve the ghost snake first."

The many operating tables in the teleportation area became his cover at the moment. Although they could not withstand a slap from the giant beast, they were enough to prevent the monsters from seeing him.

Despite its height of 1.8 meters, in front of those monsters that were often 60 to 70 meters tall, the sparsely placed operating tables seemed densely packed. And the ghost snake that sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared among them and ran swiftly was undoubtedly a real cockroach.

Not only is it difficult to hit, but it is also easy to be lost in the smoke and dust.

"Do you want me to wait for you at the door?" At this moment, the voice of another cockroach, no, lady, came from the digital door with only a hole left behind.

"No need, you go back, safety first--"

Before he could finish his words, he saw fire and dust rising in the distance.

Regardless of whether the explosion just a few meters away covered up his voice, Omar saw a red-haired guy screaming in panic and waving his limbs in mid-air flying towards him, falling to his side and sliding for a while, and then when he passed by him, he was blocked by his foot.

"What happened!"

A golden red eye appeared in front of the small opening of the digital world, and the curiosity in the eyes was covered by the demon's hand.

"nothing."

It is not a good thing to let this restless young lady see her subordinates in such a plight. It is better to have less trouble than more.

"Don't lie to me! I heard screams, what's going on—"

There was no need to interrupt it, as the naturally healing barrier separated the Internet from the real world, allowing Omar to lower his hand and reach out to the ghost snake that had not yet stood up.

"I thought you would fight more bravely..."

As he spoke, his eyes were looking towards the battlefield where the giant female Belstarmon was killing everyone.

The gigantic bodies of humanoid Digimon when the amount of data is sufficient are no different from those of aliens who can also grow to gigantic size.

If he has combat power comparable to Ultraman, he can naturally fight against monsters.

But Omar's eyes were fixed on the huge treasure chest, obviously not because he was enjoying the sight of it moving violently.

Although that is certainly eye-catching, the actual issue at hand at this moment is one of survival and destruction.

"If you want to let Bulbaind away from the raccoon, it's not like I can't challenge you!"

The ghost snake did not try to shake off the help. It grabbed Omar's hand and stood up. It did not care about the stains on its clothes. It just looked in the direction of his gaze with hatred, looking at the group of monsters that had their bodies pierced by huge bullets and were falling with blood flowing.

Although some are falling, there will be more monsters to fill their place.

"The ability of Sharbandis and Barnadoton to survive alone is not good enough! There are too many of them." "If you can fool them, you may be able to gather strength and break through."

"Fool? How can we fool him? Pretend to be what that guy said..."

"Ultraman Tregear."

"Yes! Tregear, what a ridiculous name! It sounds like a company brand."

"Put the name aside for now. The raccoon won't come. The three of you in the present world should be prepared for any eventuality. However, this is the Falling Flower and Flowing Water monster you wanted."

As Omar spoke, he turned around and raised his right hand, the cuff of which glowed slightly red.

The next second, a lifelike model of a unicorn-lion beast appeared, and it was held by the ghost snake and placed in its hand.

"But can you control it if you are alone?"

The falling monster, BULLBIND.

A majestic four-legged monster like a mythical beast. Its design prototype is King Jonbo from the Ace studio. It was briefly active in the hands of Omer, and earlier it was controlled by Ghost Snake and Raccoon. Its specifications and abilities are derived from a mental dilemma called 'Double bind'.

This dilemma is often associated with schizophrenia, and is characterized by a person sending conflicting messages to another person at different levels of communication at the same time, and the other person must respond, but no matter how he responds, he will be rejected or denied.

This is an inevitable dilemma, and it is also the usual expression of pain of schizophrenia. Perhaps because of this, the Falling Flowers and Flowing Water monster normally requires two people to control, and can exert a strength far beyond that of other monsters.

——Compared to other monsters that are essentially just psychologically weak, the essence of the Falling Flowers and Flowing Water monster is already a sufficiently pathological expression, an extremely alienated mental illness, and thus it easily becomes the intensity bucket number in the heart of the ghost snake.

"Of course!" The ghost snake that grabbed it was quite confident! "I've practiced a lot here!"

Practice...

Aren't the abandoned areas filled with old, weak, sick, disabled people and corpses waiting to be dealt with?

Omar hesitated, but did not speak. He just turned his right hand and pulled out a card with his palm facing up.

The strength bucket recognized by the monster eugenics thought is, on the contrary, the exclusive property of Shen, which the ghost snake does not envy.

Even though the man claimed that he 'didn't take toys from children', it seemed to Omer that the ghost snake was just self-aware enough to know that he couldn't control it.

The name Gagula comes from the Caligula effect: a rebellious psychology that seems to be no big deal.

——When something is forbidden or difficult to obtain, you feel more curious and want to explore.

It's like when you see the administrator ban someone in a group chat and withdraw his message, you will inevitably be curious about what he sent and type to ask.

This extremely common psychological effect is not only often reflected in daily life, but is also used in marketing and advertising strategies. As long as there is a ban, there will definitely be people who are eager to fight against the ban and eager to push the boundaries.

The power of the word-picking monster Gagula is made possible by this rebelliousness and curiosity.

In Shen's hands, it constantly devoured this unconventional emotion, making its nature more extreme. In the end, only the state of mind of extreme desire could match it.

Being raised to be Shen's exclusive, but at the same time...

——Swish!
The card floating in Omer's suddenly raised palm shot out a silver stream of light, crossing a distance of a thousand meters and heading straight for the back of Belstarmon who subconsciously raised his gun.

And when the sharp horns were raised, the iron claws were extended, and the figure with his head raised and roaring became clear, the latter put away his double guns and quickly moved sideways to avoid the iron fist of King Red who had no martial ethics and took advantage of the situation to attack him.

Her avoidance also caused the iron fist to go straight towards the ferocious figure behind her.

At this moment, nothing happened except for a word hidden in the wind.

The Word says:

"INSTANCE DOMINATION."

The iron fist hit the air, and the golden and silver giant beast, which was a mixture of the Mogu Snake, the Thunder Killer, King Gorgio, Izumaru and other beings, moved at an incredible speed, leaving behind a long stream of light, and in the next second it turned into a more thorough light and electricity, drawing a zigzag trajectory, connecting every monster at the moment.

Roars, wails, and wails, when they came out one after another at speeds so close that there seemed no order, and cruelly intertwined together, no one had a smile on their face.

Because the development of the situation became very strange.

"You're really not particular about details, the Baltic." Omar sighed softly in the silence.

When the tracks overlap at one point, the difference can only be seen when they stop. It is when they stop that everyone can see Hyperzeton wrestling with Gagula.

And the two offspring beside it, which were much bigger than it, looked like insects, and were cleaning their bodies without even cleaning their "tablewares".

They are all Hypergeton, but the latter two are still juveniles.

They are like three brothers, but the two younger brothers don't care at all that the eldest brother is arm wrestling with the other side. They just eat their own food. Even if they hear the sharp sound of air flow from Ultraman flying in the distance, they don't even consider looking up.

"Are we late?" Lipia asked. The red on its silver body was not just the lines. The suspected body fluids of other creatures were enough to prove that the road conditions when they came were not good.

"It's a little late."

He raised the Beta Magic Blade that made Lipia's eyes shift slightly, and the cards floating in Omer's other hand were already a rare five.

"But it's not too late."