socalfunplaces Chapter 789 Hero's Day opened his mouth and vomited?
Chapter 789 Hero's Day opened his mouth and vomited?
Chapter 789 Hero's Day opened his mouth and vomited...?
Oh, look at that. Our good friend Buzz Lightyear is getting sillier and sillier.
Without Woody's guidance, Buzz Lightyear, having fully realized he is not a Space Ranger, begins to rely on inspirational quotes randomly collected by magic in the fifth dimension to guide his actions.
Strangely enough, whether it was a coincidence or the secret manipulation of some old emotional spectrum user with the help of an unnamed old dragon, Hero Day always managed to receive a famous saying at a crucial crossroads that guided him in the right direction.
Even if he took the wrong path, when he poked his belly button, he would often get commands like "Turn around, turn around!"
So, under this series of commands, Hero Day flew to the edge of a cliff. He saw that the road led in two directions, and he didn't know which way to fly.
So he poked his belly button.
Then random fragments of imagination popped out of my belly button.
"Which tastes better, sugar-free cola or iced cola? I think iced cola is the most refreshing."
After hearing this nonsensical answer, Hero Ri suddenly understood.
He raised his head and rammed it into the rock wall in front of him like a blindfolded bull.
Left and right are both wrong; you should forge your own path. The path is right under your feet!
With a deafening roar, the rock wall was shattered by Hero Day's bio-field, sending lava flying everywhere.
The hero crashed headlong into the mountainside, and then, unexpectedly, a towering corpse came into view.
"...My God."
Heroes' Day is suspended in mid-air.
He stared blankly at the towering giant before him, speechless with shock.
He had never felt so familiar before.
That enormous blue body, with its bulging, perfectly elegant muscles, and the speckled spots on its blue skin like stardust...
Hero Day did not recognize the World Maker, even though it was created by the World Maker, but the World Maker did not leave his own information in his mind.
But Hero Day felt a strange sensation. He approached the enormous corpse and saw the gnaw marks.
Strictly speaking, Barbatos's actions were wrong. If the anti-monitors or the monitors were to come, they would have many ways to plunder all the energy left by their brothers on the corpses, instead of opening their mouths like Barbatos and actually biting their master, chewing on the corpses in such an inefficient way.
However, the bite marks of Barbatos have now inspired Heroes' Day.
He touched his belly button again.
"Mommy, I want to eat roasted yam! Eat, eat big pieces, are two pieces enough? Yes, that's enough, thank you Mommy, Mommy is so good!"
Hero Day rubbed his teeth together, then tried to open his mouth wide to face the teeth marks left by Barbatos on the World Forger's body.
"Dad got MVP!"
"Look in my eyes!"
But just before he could bite down, his belly button made a strange sound, interrupting Hero Sun's attempt to bite down with his mouthful of fangs.
Hero Ri scratched his head.
stay……
So he flew to the World Founder and looked into his unseeing eyes.
With a gurgle, the World Forger's eyeball fell out of its socket and landed squarely on Hero Day's head with a thud. It bounced high like a pinball before settling steadily in his hands.
The next moment, Hero Day was struck as if by a heavy hammer, falling straight down from mid-air. The eyeball of the World Forger, as if manipulated by some living thing, turned into a pool of water and rushed directly into Hero Day's throat.
"Ugh!" Hero Ri let out a dry heave. He fell to the ground and vomited for a long time. Then, with a loud retching sound, he vomited out a figure.
Glug!
Hero looked at the strange creature he had vomited out with a bewildered expression.
The other person wore a strange robe that looked like a formal dress, had silver-white hair and skin as white as marble, although the skin was covered with the slime of Hero's Day.
"I finally..."
The man scrambled to his feet: "I've finally escaped the dream of this corpse, damn it!"
"Who are you?" Hero Day asked.
"I am the Sandman." Then he received the other party's reply: "I don't have time to deal with you right now, but anyway, thanks to your dream, I was able to escape that hell. I need to run to other dreams and hide away for a while."
"But before that... I'm afraid I must reward you for the help you've given me," said Daniel the Sandman from the Endless Family.
Indeed, objectively speaking, whether Hero Day was intentional or unintentional, his appearance greatly helped Sandman.
The original world-building dream, using its own corpse, trapped the Sandman within it. The Sandman was not without the power to resist, but he forcibly broke free of this restraint once, leaving the corpse. For this, he paid the price, completely losing the power to resist.
If Hero Day hadn't appeared here, and if he hadn't happened to be a creation of the World Maker, and if his navel hadn't contained a portion of fifth-dimensional magic that allowed Dennis to manipulate his imagination through dreams, making his navel emit the sound "Look in my eyes," bringing Hero Day's and the World Maker's eyeballs so close together, Sandman wouldn't have been able to escape at all.
"I should offer you some help..."
The Sandman said, "You need some power to protect yourself, um... of course... hey, wait, I realize what you are."
As he spoke, he suddenly saw through the true nature of Heroes' Day, and then a hint of sympathy appeared in his eyes.
"Don't even think about gnawing on the corpse of the World Maker. That will only make you a puppet of his. I should give you some ways to fight him. This will protect you and also give the World Maker a big surprise."
"Sleepy Daniel said."
"Let me think about it."
The Sandman had cleaned himself up, and on his pure white and handsome face was a pensive look, as well as a hidden hostility toward the World Maker.
He is a member of the Endless Family. Rather than a person or a god, he is more like a personified entity of a certain rule. Although he has his own joys and sorrows, the God of Dreams cannot go against his instincts. Dreams cannot manipulate reality, just as even the Second Sister of Death cannot refuse death.
But the premise is that the dream itself cannot.
But fate brought Hero's Day to the Sandman, a creation made by the World Maker himself, which was precisely the vessel capable of breaking through the limitations of the dream's rules.
The Sandman immediately saw through the World Forger's control over Heroes' Day, and he could exploit this hidden control.
"I can help you control the corpses of the World Forgers."
He said this.
(End of this chapter)