Ultraman's I really didn't want to rule the world

I really want to rule the World Chapter 183 of the World.

"Magic God ...!" The man's voice is sighed, a fear that has emerged firmly clenning his heart, he felt in love, it seems like a monster who can't make it!

"Thank you," Women know that his arrival, the head is not returned, "Take your blessings, a great monster is about to be born! In the dream, you can more able to change it into a butterfly, or even become a monster Oh."

The woman turned back and looked at the man, showing a sorrowful evil.

This terrible smile scared the man softly, he truly realized that this is afraid not a simple dream, he looked at the already formed monster on the table, the mouth constantly chanting "Butterfly Dreams?" The expression is getting more frightening.

Yes, he has written the screenwriter of "Max Altman". He will appear here because he did a butterfly dream ... He remembered that he would write everything you will see in the butterfly dream. In the middle, he seems to have created a unable monster ... The powerful monster that is difficult to defeat appear in that world, destroying the world ...

What did he still dream? Dreaming, yes, he dreams that he has become, fast!

The monster on the workbench have changed, and its shape is uncertain, it seems like a dreamless dream.

The woman is amazing, watching the monster on the table: "It is a screenwriter, imagination is really rich." She turned to look at the man, "you will become a monster in the dream, such as the butterfly dance, will be destroyed by the real world Drop! "

Her voice gradually biting his teeth, when it comes to the real world, she took strong hatred and unwilling, but when she was destroyed, she couldn't help but laugh.

Mr. Screenplay lost awareness in this weird laughter.

The woman looked at him disappeared, and the disdain was clear. Even if you wake up, he has already fled. He is destined to escape this butterfly dream, and it is destined to see the world of the world that he created himself.

Woman hand, the monster on the table disappeared.

Gradually, the darkness in the house began gathering, very fast, the red is coming out of the rich dark.

"How is it?" The woman looked at the red and asked the awake.

The red is full of gripping fingers, some somewhat nodded: "It feels good. Is there any remuneration for me?"

Women turned around, no longer watching him: "No, someone has paid."

"So, can I go now?"

I noticed it before, "fast fight" has awakened two or three times, but he always stayed in this dream.

The woman continued to make a good monster before moving to themselves, in the final intensive, and took a part of the heart to answer him: "No, you can't wake up. You hold Ye rot, the monster will be produced Conflict. Before the winning is undecided, you must stay in this dream world. "

I nodded, I walked in a circle in the room, suddenly asked: "So, can you tell me, what happened?"

The woman is engaged in the monster with a knife, saying unconstably: "This world is a fantasy world written in a playwright."

She turned her head and looked at the red expression. I saw that this person didn't move. I could only turn back again: "This is a dramatic and his protagonist who wrote to each other in his dreams. The story. They made a butterfly dreams, even if they were a plays, who was the characters in the drama.

I found this situation, then borrowed an unprecedented monster, I would like to write an ending that let the monster conquer the world. "

"Good idea." This is a rating of this idea. But for the result, he knows that it is impossible to succeed, just like a woman says, this is a member of the writer fantasy, then the ending is already destined - the monster will lose, the world is still Restore peace.

But these, he won't say, because the opposite woman is also known, that is already established, but she is still trying.

But it is worth admiring. So the red convergence expression, revealing a mild smile: "So, is the story began? Do you mind add an audience?"

The woman smiled and disappeared in the room. I didn't know what to do, and there was a picture in front of the red. The picture is the world of Max.

The night is like a curtain, which will cover the whole world, and there is no star in the sky, and there is no moon, only a thick gray black cloud. During the sky, there is a lightning in the sky, and the cloud is scattered, and a silver moonlight explores it from the gap. Like a searchlight, the world is more like a stage that is already ready.

The magic day descends from the sky, and is shine by the moonlight, like the protagonist debut.

Next, the story begins.

The magic day is like a broken bamboo, and the Dash air motor carrier is dispatched, Dash1 and 2 are good to attack, join the ranks of the attack.

However, the magic heaven has escaped Dash's attack by deformation, and it also dances like butterflies after deformation.

Then, Dash1 and No. 2 were destroyed and lost ...

Everything seems to be arranged in the drama, and the red and even heard the narration of the sound of the fast.

To put it, this feeling is really wonderful. Just as he returned to a long time ago, sitting in the TV or a computer, watching the Otmman's pot.

Women don't know when to appear again, she walked to the red side, looked at the picture, and the sound was somewhat unfair: "The world you see is just a false world that dragham fantasy, this is reality."

She is like a sorrow that can't wake up in the dream, knowing that the established ending in the dream is still unwilling to change, even if they know that it is impossible.

The red panic nodded and said that he knew that he did not give any views.

For him, this is not difficult to imagine. In his original world, Altman is still a special elay.

So, for him, is it a world that is imagined, it doesn't matter, as long as he lives in this real world is enough.

The two no longer speak, continue to look at the picture.

Max appeared, and the magic god battle was together. But this monster unexpected powerful, Mike is not an opponent, followed by Saarvia and Jeno, come to help Mike.

The reddissa to watch the strange men in Max, and looked at the two Altman, especially to see Saarvia, the expression likes the ghost. I will don't know this strange Ottman.

Then, the red is watching three Ottman teamed up, put a very gorgeous golden light, destroy the monster ...

Luat: "..." how perfunctory ending ...

The woman saw his speech and explained him: "This is the script.

One is a pity, I really want to make the monster to win, but this script is like this, the monster is destined to be defeated.

Just like this, your will eventually win. "

The red view is a woman who has a meaning, half a ring, slowly revealing a smile: "Maybe, your thoughts can be realized."

The woman didn't say anything, but showed a smile, not the previous evil, but true, laughing from the heart.

What did the red, but he just wants to ask, I feel that I am black, when I open my eyes again, he is already in the bedroom in the base.

"Dream?" He sat up in bed, sinking for half a ring, touched a black rubber with red pattern under the quilt, painting a black belhenefelt of red pattern.

Ok, this may not be an ordinary dream, the only unfortunately, that is, I have not seen the world writer.

Chapter 165 attacked the ground

The Metist Stars of the human outer table holds the table of the friends to come to the door of the bedroom and raise his hand knocking.

"Come in."

Meishist stars pushed the door, just saw the red blooming on the bed and looked at a black short dagger in his hand.

"Adults, you wake up." Meishist star worked with a deacon, respectfully put the dining plate in your hand on the table, and then handed the selected clothes to the red.

"How long does I have slept?" The red is put down the hand, and I looked at Mehistan, I took it over the clothes it handed.

"Adults, you have been sleeping for three days." Meishist said, "Your tutor, I have already invited you."

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