Chapter 2367: Indescribable sky

The appearance of this weird woman was like turning on a switch. The street was still empty and silent for one second, and the next second it became full of voices.
A skeleton wearing fishnet stockings was beating a living large intestine, an angel crossing the road was hit by a rhinoceros and dragged all over the ground. Six goblins were playing multiplayer sports in a car on the side of the road. The sound of a road crash is like a steel rolling mill in a factory.
All kinds of flashy, exaggerated, and rotten things fill the entire dimension. On the sludge with mushrooms and weird plants growing on the roadside, you can see different faces when you look closely. They should be corpses that have been inflated.
The Supreme Little Superman sighed and looked at the death knell beside him: "Although you and Constantine said that madness in the magical world is the eternal constant, but this is also too crazy. It is like putting garbage in all dimensions. It's a hodgepodge here."
"Ah, magic, monsters, light show! I think it's pretty good here." Hallie kept staring at the stroller over there, wanting to know what a child pushed by a woman with a ‘finger’ head would look like.
"There is a dead dog in the stroller. Don't look at it." Little Superman pointed to his eyes. The dusty car that lacked a wheel had no magic protection, so he could easily see through it and then Said the answer.
Hallie's little mouth pursed, and she said unhappily, "I thought there would be finger babies in the car, who would keep playing rock, paper, scissors by themselves. Who wants you to tell me the truth? You pay me. Sweet dreams."
"Sweet dreams? This is a nightmare dimension. In short, I can't afford your fantasy, but sleeping pills can be found for you."
The Supreme Little Superman was a little helpless, Hallie was still holding the death knell's arm, and there was nothing she could do with her.
But fortunately, the cute little psychopath can talk very well, and is happy when he hears the medicine:
"That's OK. I want a cocktail therapy of hydrocarbazine, sertraline, and clozapine. You have to get me a lot of them. These babies can make me sleep like a pure baby, maybe even Can you dream of winning a lottery or something."
"Don't use your expertise in prescribing medicine for yourself! These are all tranquilizers for mental patients? How much do you like to take medicine?"
Little Superman acted with the death knell? Finally unconsciously awakened the ability to spit.
Hallie spread her hands? She said very frankly: "I am a patient, with severe schizophrenia and mania? I need to take medicine if I am sick? Do you want me to write a doctor's prescription for you?"
"I don't feel that you are a patient. You are smarter than many people."
Little Superman rolled his eyes? Turned his head to look at the street outside the alley, but he accepted the condition of finding medicine.
"Hee hee? Thank you for the compliment? I only got better vision recently." Hallie smiled and shook her head, and clasped the death knell in her arms tightly: "By the way, handsome guys, we are here to find naughty What's next for the little witch?"
Su Ming has been observing the situation on the street? Everything that happens in this dimension is very strange, even life and death are intertwined here, and is this a kind of reality or a dream?
Logically speaking, in DC's dual system, nightmares and dreams are in opposition to each other? Where does it represent dreams, so here it should represent sobriety.
But...waking nightmare...
"Clark? Ask the angel, who was stepped on his belly? Incontinence after being knocked down by the rhinoceros." He assigned the order to let the little Superman, who is the most beating and magic resistant, try the water.
All the creatures here are too weird? And dangerous.
Can't Su Ming now let the two of them look up? Instead, they draw their attention to the street, because the perspective of strangulation has already seen, and in the dark sky today, among the gorgeous rays of sunlight, there are many incredible The name, something that seems to have come out of the myth of Cthulhu.
They were tumbling and crawling in the sky, with unspeakable rhythm. Even Su Ming saw this reality and the memory of vacationing in the world of "Bloodborne" was revived, and he became disgusting.
Yes, he and Xili both drank some of Yanan's blood in order to do experiments, so after leaving the hunter's dream, the memory was also lost in the dream.
Placenta, eyeball, luna...
But now this memory is back, like those distorted old gods who came here on a special trip and sent him a'memory express' across countless worlds, faintly pointing out the truth about the nightmare.
Disappeared for a long time in DC Diversity, the horror beings who are suspected to have died, they have never died or left, they have always been here, right here.
Think carefully.
Then don't think about it. The more you think about things about the old gods, the more dangerous it is, especially for smart people.
Using willpower to force himself to get rid of the deformed psychological temptation, holding down his curiosity, he let Little Superman do things.
Clark didn't know what happened, and naturally he had no objection to this order. Although the streets were full of monsters of all kinds and the angel was very disgusting, he still went, who had confidence in his own strength.
Generally speaking, true angels do not need to eat, and naturally they have no digestive system, except for fallen angels.
But in the nightmare dimension, it seems that this setting is unnecessary.
Little Superman tried to talk to the angel on the ground, but the badly injured guy would only scream. He spit out black viscous plasma, and the blood turned into mice and fleeing into the sewer.
Clark stepped back and shook his head towards the death knell in the alley. The creatures here should not be able to communicate.
Hallie started to applaud enthusiastically. She hadn't seen the magic of angels throwing up mice before, and it was an eye-opener.
Su Ming did not speak, but made another gesture to the Supreme Superman, asking him to ask the finger girl who was pushing the stroller. She was the first person to appear on the street. Maybe there was any difference?
However, the result was still not good. The other party did not have a head, and had nearly a hundred fingers on his neck, except for eyes and ears.
Little Superman retreated from the defeat, and the monsters on the street didn't even look at him. It was as if a few people didn't exist, they were only busy with their own affairs.
"No way~EbookFREE.me~The creatures here can't understand English." The little Superman with long hair and shawl frowned and complained: "According to the truth, English should be the universal language, but It doesn't seem to work here."
"There are many rules in the nightmare that are different from the outside. It has its own system here." Su Ming removed his visor, took out a cigarette to light it: "It's like in hell, you can't find a Coke Ice is a truth."
Clark's nostrils opened, and some rough air spouted from it: "Well, I start to hate this place. Is there any other way you can find the witch?"
"Of course there is a way. Don't forget that we have psychologists in our team." The mercenary smiled and breathed out a smoke ring, and touched Hallie's head: "Didn't you say it before? Albella is chasing Lucifer. I just came here, so what will Lucifer do after entering such a chaotic and crazy universe? Do you feel a little thirsty if you fly so far from the realm of the gods?"
Halle squinted her eyes and leaned her head on the death knell's shoulder: "So we only need to find a place like a nightclub or a bar here. Fun is the most important feature of Lucifer. That guy is a drinker. The hungry ghost."
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