Ultraman:I Really Didn't Want to Rule the World

After "Kuaidao" left, Hongda took control of her body again.

He didn't seem to care why he had just lost his body. Instead, he went to the newly made monster for the first time and reached out to touch it.

But his hand was stopped by something.

It was a silver white box. It was a little big and completely blocked the monster behind.

"This is something someone asked me to make for you." The woman released the handle of the box and raised her eyelids to him. "You'd better open it."

Knowing that he was not allowed to touch the monster, red tea shrugged and lifted the box.

He didn't ask who asked her to do it, so he pulled the box aside and opened it.

The box was opened and inside was covered with a red velvet blanket that looked very tall. On the velvet blanket were two exquisite figures.

Red tea slightly side head, looking at the two 30 cm high figures.

These two figures, one is the figure of Altman. The pattern on its body is an unknown color of black and red. There are two flame shaped darts on its head. Its eyes are gem shaped. There is a thin layer of armor on its chest, forearms and legs. There is a red hexagon timer on its chest.

This is a dark Altman doll that looks a little like Sylvia.

The other doll is obviously a monster doll with a human like body covered with armor like exoskeleton and a long tail with a sharp bone blade on the back. Like wearing a mask like face, two scarlet eyes are flashing unknown red light.

"What is this?" Red tea heart faintly had an answer, but he still asked.

"The new body that the man asked me to make for you." The woman finally gave him a look, and the expression on her face was not only evil, but also proud and loved, "don't you lack the body that can make you huge? She made two for you. "

"She?" Red tea slightly turned her eyes, no longer asked, but looked at the two figures in the box, slowly stretched out her hand and touched the dark Ultraman doll.

The next moment, when it was dark, he lost consciousness.

The woman turned her head, looked at the dark red tea whose body was scattered into strands, and showed an evil smile. She turned her head, raised her hand, and turned her palm to the magic God. Her hand began to emit cold light, covering the monster.

The two dolls on the ground were completely covered in black fog.

But the unknown darkness was so huge that it soon spread and enveloped the whole room.

But the strange thing is that the light on the women's worktable is still flashing. Although it does not disperse the darkness, it can penetrate the darkness, so that people will not be completely lost in it.

It is at this time that a middle-aged man in a casual suit walks in blankly. If he feels something, he penetrates the darkness and sees the woman in front of the workbench and the monster in front of her who is being injected with life and setting.

"Magic God...!" The man's voice was a little frightened. A sudden sense of fear gripped his mind. He vaguely felt that he had made something strange!

"Thank you," said the woman, knowing that he was coming, without looking back, "for your blessing, a wonderful monster is about to be born! In a dream, you can not only become a butterfly, but also a monster. "

The woman looked back at the man with a ferocious smile.

This terrible smile scared the man to the ground. He really realized that it was not a simple dream. He looked at the monster on the table and kept saying "butterfly dream?" Three words, the expression is more and more frightened.

Yes, he is the writer of Max Ultraman. He will be here because he has a butterfly dream He remembered that he had written everything he saw in the butterfly dream into the script. It seemed that he had created a wonderful monster Powerful monsters that are hard to defeat appear in that world and destroy that world

What else did he dream about? Dream, by the way, he dreams that he has become, fight

The monster on the workbench has changed, its shape is uncertain, it looks like a dream.

The woman exclaimed at the monster on the table: "it's worthy of being a screenwriter. What a rich imagination." She turned to look at the man, "you will turn into a monster in your dream, dance like a butterfly, and destroy the real world!"

Her voice gradually clenched her teeth. At first, she spoke of the real world with strong hatred and reluctance, but when it came to destruction, she couldn't help laughing.

The writer lost consciousness in the strange laughter.

The woman watched him disappear with a sneer of disdain. Even if he wakes up, he can't escape. He is doomed to see the world he created go to destruction.

With a wave of a woman's hand, the monster on the table disappears.Gradually, the darkness inside the house began to gather. Soon, red tea came out of the thick darkness.

"How do you feel?" The woman looked at the awakening red tea and asked.

Red tea shook her finger and nodded with satisfaction: "I feel good. Do I have to pay for it? "

The woman turned and stopped looking at him: "no, someone has already paid."

"Now, then, can I go?"

Red tea noticed before, "fast fight" has awakened two or three times, but he has been staying in this dream.

The woman continued to move the monster that was about to be made before to her body for the final refinement, while taking out part of her mind and answering him: "no, you can't wake up. If you hold the leaf rot, that monster will conflict with the devil. You have to stay in this dream world before you win or lose

Red tea nodded, walked around the room aimlessly, and suddenly asked, "well, can you tell me what happened?"

"The world is a fantasy world written by a playwright," the woman said carelessly as she used a knife to carve on the monster

She turned her head and carefully looked at the expression of red tea. Seeing that the man was completely unmoved, she could only turn back in a boring way: "this is a story about a playwright and his protagonist who have exchanged their bodies many times in their dreams. They have a butterfly dream for each other, and they can't even tell who is the playwright and who is the character in the play.

I discovered this situation, and then with the imagination of the playwright, I created an unprecedented monster and wanted to write an ending for the monster to conquer the world. "

"Good idea." This is Hongcha's comment on this idea. But as for the result, he knows that it is impossible to succeed. As women say, this is a world imagined by writers. Then, the end is doomed - the monster will lose, and the world will still return to peace.

But these, he will not say, because the opposite woman also knows, that has been set the outcome, but she still want to try.

But that in itself is admirable. "So the story begins with a gentle smile, isn't it? Would you mind adding an audience? "

The woman laughs and disappears in the room. She doesn't know what to do, and a picture appears in front of red tea. In the picture, it is Max's world.

The night, like a curtain, envelops the whole world. There are few stars and no moon in the sky, only thick gray black clouds. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in the sky, and the clouds scattered a crack. A silver moonlight emerged from the crack, like a searchlight, reflecting the world more like a ready stage.

The magic God came down from the sky and was illuminated by the moonlight, just like the protagonist on the stage.

Next, the story begins.

The magic God destroys the city with great momentum. The dash air mobile carrier is dispatched, and dash1 and 2 Hao attack and join the attack.

However, the magic God escaped the attack of dash through deformation, and it also danced like a butterfly after deformation.

Then dash1 and dash2 were destroyed and forced to land

Everything seems to be a drama arranged. Red tea even heard the voice of the narrator read out with a quick fight

It's really amazing to say that. It's like he's back a long time ago, sitting in front of a TV or a computer, watching Ultraman.

The woman does not know when she will appear again. She goes to Hongcha and looks at the picture. Her voice is a bit erratic: "the world you see is just a false world imagined by a playwright. This is reality."

She is like a sad person who can't wake up in a dream. She clearly knows the set ending of the dream, but she still doesn't want to change it, even though she knows it's impossible.

Red tea pointless nod, said he knew, but did not give any opinion.

For him, it's not hard to imagine. In his original world, Altman was still a feature show.

So, for him, it doesn't matter whether the world is imagined or not, as long as he lives in the real world.

They stopped talking and continued to look at the picture.

Max appeared and fought with the devil. But this monster is unexpectedly powerful. Max is not an opponent at all. Then, Sylvia and Jeno appear together to help max.

Red tea noticed that the strange man in Max's body looked at the two altmans in surprise, especially when she saw Sylvia, which was like seeing a ghost. I don't know this strange Altman.

Then, red tea saw three altmans join hands and put a very gorgeous golden light together to destroy the monster

Red tea What a perfunctory ending

The woman saw that he was speechless and explained to him, "this is the script.It's a pity that I really want the monster to win once, but this script is like this. The monster is doomed to be defeated.

It's like this time, you're going to win. "

Red tea looked at the woman who meant something, half ring, slowly showed a smile: "maybe, your idea can also be realized."

Woman did not say anything, but showed a meaningful smile, not before the evil smile, but a real, heartfelt smile.

Red tea is acutely aware of something, but he just wanted to ask, he felt a dark in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the bedroom of the base.

"Dream?" He sat up on the bed and pondered for a while. Under the quilt, he felt out a black sheath dagger inlaid with ruby and painted with red pattern.

Well, this may not be an ordinary dream. The only pity is that I didn't see the writer of this world.