my avatar drama

Chapter 317 Don't Stop Dancing

Dreamland Carnival is a product created by combining all Wanyi spirits with the power of dreams.

He doesn't know what the specific "boundary" is or not, but this world is indeed very free.

Wan can also control all kinds of things in this world at will. With the cooperation of the avatar, some difficult changes, even the subversion of common sense, are easy.

But consumption is there.

Just as Ricardo said, the realm can open up a new path, and the carnival world is like this.

Carnival World cannot exist without maintaining the power of Nightmare.

On weekdays, you can gather the power wool of the nightmare heart in the Zerg boundary belt.

But this time is different, the sober people are directly forcibly pulled into the carnival, and it is still in such a large range, with so many people, there are even many powerful existences.

This part of the consumption needs to be borne by Wan Yi himself, which is a challenge for Wan Yi.

Fortunately, there are many people in Wanyi.

And then what to do after pulling them into the carnival?

The purpose of the carnival is to shorten the distance between Wan Yi and these exaggerated bosses. Of course, it would be best if these people can be directly crushed to death by the carnival, but unfortunately they can't.

Still need to actually do it.

The primary goal is all the remaining pages of disaster.

A large number of Wan also acted as a shitstick to mess up the situation, and then let the powerful clone toss Zhima and grab the broken page in his hand.

This is a good idea.

But with Ricardo and other strong people around, this simple and rude way of action may be effective at the beginning, and if Wan Yi can't take Zhima quickly, he may be noticed at any time where Wan Yi's target tends to be .

When the matter of the broken pages is exposed, it will become very troublesome and cause subsequent suspicions.

Zhima is the scourge of the third stage, and Wan Yi has no idea about whether he can be successfully taken down.

Then there is no need to hide it.

Show a clear goal in front of everyone, let everyone come together to rely on their own abilities, although it is on the track where Wanyi is unfolding.

Carnivals can't be fun without everyone feeling like they've worked their butt off.

And most importantly...

The man with the tin stick named Zhima is really annoying to look at.

……

A lot of Wan Yi in dresses and funny dresses got off the toilet-shaped flying machine.

When the first explosion happened, everyone present realized the seriousness of the matter.

"It's Bomberman! Rewind!" Someone shouted.

Realizing that these seemingly fragile "rabble" are actually powerful bombs, Bai Cang and the members of the Brotherhood chose to avoid it.

But if it's just an ordinary human bomb, it's impossible for it to work here as easily as it did in 014 Sky Island.

The opponents here will not be easily bombed, and some even eat the tiny explosions without getting hurt.

But on the other hand, the human bomb tactics have not been used for a long time, and the qualitative changes accumulated by the bombers Wan Yi during this period are not a joke.

As for the problem of not being able to blow up...

A Cancanist is avoiding these "zombies" like a human bomb who grabs people and gives them a hot hug.

His speed is so fast that ordinary bombers can't get close.

But just when he relaxed a little, the sound of high-frequency footsteps approached quickly.

He turned his head to look, and saw a strange figure with a scary clown face flying over the wall at a fast speed. In the process, the other person was still burning with flames!

"Wuhu! Wuhu! Wuhu~~~!"

The other party uttered a strange cry and approached quickly. Those who saw it were terrified, and those who heard it were frightened.

The Cang Worshiper ran quickly to get rid of the monster, but before he ran very far, he was confronted by another terrifying clown running fast!
The two terrifying clowns were sandwiched between two sides, embracing passionately and enthusiastically, and the worshiper of Cangjiao finally failed to escape.

Boom!

The violent explosion spread.

This kind of scene happened in every corner of this carnival in a short period of time.

In addition to this new type of bomber, Noisy Monster stood on the top of the toilet, grabbed two bomb Wan Yi in his hands, and opened his mouth densely.

"Fly! Fry!"

While speaking, he threw out the bomb Wan Yi in his hand.

The two bombs were also launched directly, posing a superman-like flying posture in mid-air, and after being supported, the flying speed reached an astonishing level. When it rushed into the crowd, it immediately activated a qualitative change and exploded on the spot!
……

Jeffrey raised his hand and slapped the Bomberman in front of him. The landing point was changed, and the Bomberman flew backwards and knocked over the other Bombermen before they exploded together.

Jeffrey was affected, and shook his head in disgrace: "In the end, even I was blown too far!"

"I've overestimated that troupe to the greatest extent, but after seeing the current situation, I know I'm still too conservative." Rost huddled in Jeffrey's collar, and the mouse was trembling.

"It's not that you are conservative..." Jeffrey hid in a tent and panted, "It's that they are too extreme."

After finishing speaking, he glanced out again: "Where is Zhima?"

"Being chased by the little girl with the lightning scythe, Badu couldn't get up for the time being. Without cover, he was a little too busy to take care of himself. I just saw the leader of the gang chased him too."

"Hahaha, fun, it's a pity that I didn't bring video equipment." Jeffrey immediately gloated.

Rost was a little helpless, but don't say it, seeing Zhima's distressed look, he should have fun.

Just as he was talking, footsteps suddenly came from inside the tent.

Jeffrey turned his head suddenly, and saw a hand in black gloves stretched out in front of him.

He was about to resist when he saw the other party handing over a cartoon white unicorn pillow.

"what?"

"I'm sorry, it happened so suddenly, I forgot to give you the unicorns." Said the man in black suit, narrow sunglasses, and black robe.

"Free from death?"

"Around the unicorn?"

Jeffrey and Rost were dumbfounded.

"This is a super-best-selling product, ahem, anyway, if you hold this, you won't be targeted by them. After all, everyone only cares about how to blow themselves up well, and it's easy to be listed if there is nothing iconic. For the bombing target." The brother in charge said kindly and politely.

"So why a unicorn throw pillow?" Jeffrey asked.

"Of course, you should not get too close to those brothers in the bomb team. You should be affected or you will be affected. We haven't researched a reasonable way to prevent friendly injuries in dreams. Of course, everyone's enthusiasm for this research is not It is very high, so it is estimated that there will not be any in the future.”

The brother in charge straightened his collar: "Then I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first. I wish you all a good time."

After finishing speaking, he stepped out, and several flashes turned into black shadows and disappeared into the carnival.

Geoffrey rubbed the unicorn pillow in his hand.

"So why the hell is it a unicorn pillow!"

Although it's really cute.

……

Zhima people are almost numb.

He is being chased by two peerless beauties.

Really couldn't be more true.

"Sir, please give me the broken pages. That kind of thing is very dangerous. Giving it to me will help you get out of your current predicament." Ecaria looked sincere, but if you didn't look at her while talking His sickle slashed at Chima.

The knife is fatal and merciless, and one who is not careful will be seriously injured!
"Human, give me the things, and spare you!" The purple-white queen was very consistent, and she had not stopped using various skills since she approached, and her killing intent was overflowing.

Such a "yanfu", but Zhima wanted to swear all over his mouth.

But the urgency of the situation made him not even bother to scold him!
In short, the current situation must be sustained until Badu rises!As long as Badu gets up, under the cover of the three-stage giant beast, everything can still be revived!
ding ding ding-

The crisp bell rang, and the large toy train roared past again.

But Zhima suddenly seemed to see something on the train.

They were figures in black tuxedos and smiling masks. They lined up neatly by the window of the carriage, with crutches in their hands pointing straight at Zhima.

And the bottom of those crutches is a pitch-black muzzle!
boom!
The gunshots sounded neatly, so regular that it seemed that there was only one gunshot.

But for Chima, the Queen, and Ecaria, it was a full baptism of bullets!

Zhima directly shook the tin staff and waved to resist the bullets. Ecaria's whole body was leaping with lightning, and a barrier was formed around the queen. Although she was attacked by surprise, she didn't care much about the bullets.

It's just that when the countermeasures of the three really came into contact with these bullets, they all couldn't help but change their expressions.

The power of this bullet!
Keng!
They blocked it, but with far more effort than expected.

This temporarily stopped the pursuit and escape of the three.

Those black dresses were taken away by the fast speeding train.

But a figure remained on the rails.

A black suit, a scarred face, round-frame sunglasses, a wild smile, and "dual wings" made of gun barrels spread out behind him.

Brother Hyundai, come on stage.

"It's really a little exciting to lead a team for the first time. The two beauties and the frustrated one over there, good morning, noon and evening." Hyundai raised his sunglasses slightly with one hand, narrowed his eyes, and smiled Showing a mouthful of white teeth, he greeted.

"It's another domain." Ecaria murmured.

The bullets of that group of people just now were all blessed with domain influence.

And unlike herself and the queen not far away, the domain of this person in front of her will not be suppressed in this carnival world, and even brought a group of people to deepen the influence of her domain.

The troupe was coming in menacingly, and Ecaria felt even more tricky.

Brother Hyundai raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Whoa!

A group of masked people in dresses behind them lined up neatly with "crutch" guns, as if they were performing some kind of strange and elegant dance, but the black muzzle of the guns told the murderous intent.

"The dance is still going on, ladies, and the pussy over there..."

Brother Hyundai has always said arrogantly:
"Don't stop dancing."

(End of this chapter)