Chapter 408

In the wind, Hoffa's hair turned white in the blink of an eye. He has never been to the south pole, but the temperature in the south pole must not be lower than here.

"This is... The late Devonian period... The super ice age..."

Silby shivered and said that the white gas formed ice slag as soon as it appeared in his mouth. "The whole world... Is covered by... Ice and snow, species... Species... Have been extinct by 70%"

"you... You... Why do you want to bring me to these places..." Hoffa said the same Asked shivering.

"I want... To show you... To see what... Is... Is... Is... Is... Really harsh!"

In the harsh cold, Silby shivered and said: "you... Although you... Understand the power of the rules, what drives you forward... Is not the responsibility, but your biological instinct, your reproductive nature... If, if that little girl does not die, you may have stopped making progress. If... Without my spur, maybe You... You won't come here at all....

"shut up... Shut up... Shut up..."

Hoffa's face is cold, not only because of the extremely cold temperature, but also because of Silby's merciless dissection of his cold.

But Silby didn't shut up, he continued: "you... You go with the flow, are... Accepted by... When... When... You have the initiative to do something, in this... Long time, you won't... Take the initiative to pursue fate, even your two girlfriends... Are all upside down... There is no doubt... You are harmed I'm afraid of being hurt, but... In fact, no matter how you avoid it, it's everywhere....

Hoffa can't stand it any more. He stands up in the cold ice and raises Silby. In the wind, he stammers and says, "let go... Let go... Let go... Fart, I jump out of your cage, I come to you... Don't... don't..." I didn't take the initiative? "

"Is that... Active or... Forced?"

In the severe cold, sylby's eyebrows were white, but his eyes under the eyebrows were still calm and pure: "only, only one initiative... Is enough for you... To boast your whole life? Have you ever thought about... If I die, if I die... Where should you go? Is it to give birth to a bunch of children and watch them... Become, become... As mediocre as you are, or... Sit on the beach and hope that the sunset will never fall on the horizon...

sylby's heartless voice lashes Hoffa's soul with endless cold, which makes his soul tremble.

"What you've done... Is far from enough. You're, you're... Wasting time, wasting your life, you're living... It's worthless... Because you've never really served the world..."

"asshole......"

the strong air conditioning makes Silby's face as blue as ice. Although his words hurt Hoffa deeply, he doesn't dare to let Silby be true Frozen here, he pulled him into the gray shadow world.

He knelt down in the barren land with Silby in his arms. The ghosts walked away from the cold, but they could not remove the ice and snow that had covered them. They were frozen.

Silby finally snapped his finger in Hoffa's arms. Bring them back into the tunnel of time. But this time they didn't go any further. Time and space went back and forth, and the long and shuttle time tunnel flashed by.

Finally, the cold wind stopped whistling, and the body temperature gradually picked up.

When Hoffa's eyes could see things again, he kept his kneeling posture again, returned to the Babel Tower, from the remote ancient generation back to 1945, and returned to the God of dreams.

If it wasn't for the melting ice and snow he brought back from hundreds of millions of years ago, he would almost have thought he had a ridiculous dream.

After the temperature rose, Silby finally stopped stuttering. He said, "you don't trust the world. You talk about heaven in your dreams. But the fact is far from what you think. Look at the extinction of these creatures, look at the most terrible disaster in history. In fact, if there were no such disasters, no one would even appear and no observation would be made. Compared with that, what is my plan? It's just a drop in the ocean. "

He said softly, "life is tougher than you think. I want the world to be better. You know what to do, Hoffa. Help me!"Hoffa opened his hand, stood up and looked at him with a look of Horror: "no... no... that's impossible..."

he can't refute sylby's words, but he doesn't want to help him. If he helps him, then the opportunity to get familiar with the future will be completely cut off, and his future will be another world, a completely unknown world.

"Is that so?" Sylby said faintly.

"I don't know how to help you. Go to someone else." Hoffa said firmly.

"Didn't you come to beat me? Now I'm here. " Sylby opened his hand. "Come on, go on."

Hoffa suddenly got angry. It was the anger of being calculated by the other party all the time, as well as his obstinacy that the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water:

"do you think I will fall twice in a pit!? Do you think I'll use the flow spell in front of you? It's like using a shield spell at Hogwarts? "

He said angrily, "how can I attack you with the mantra you developed? Since I came back to this time and space, you tried every means to let me learn the flow mantra, but I'm sorry, I won't use it now!"

Silby was slightly surprised, and soon he was calm again.

"That's a pity. It's a pity that I have no time to train my next opponent." He murmured, "since you see through my thoughts, kill me. The end is no different. Savior, you win."

He said faintly, sat down and said, lowering his head and leading to the slaughter.

Hoffa, with a fierce look on his face, strode forward and put his hand on Silby's neck, but he couldn't bear to break it.

"What for?" Sylby looked up puzzled. "Can't you do it? Am I not bad enough? "

Hoffa: "you don't have to."

Not necessarily. Sylby scoffed and shook his head. "Do it."

Hoffa: "I will not kill you, because those people are controlled by you in the dream. When you die, they will be buried with you."

"Oh, you're worried about that." Just as he remembered, Silby took his wand out of his pocket and waved it with ease. "It's over, dream."

The God of dreams in the sky immediately opened his mouth, and endless bubbles floated out of his mouth, flew in all directions, and slowly burst in mid air.

Sylby put down his wand. "I'm done. Let's do it."

Hoffa didn't expect that Silby would release the dream so easily. The process was almost unimaginable. He didn't do anything, even didn't say a few words, which made him even less know how to start.

The Hogwarts explosion had been stopped by him, and the 50 years' cage only helped him revive aglia. Although he killed fatil and Chloe, what can he do to kill Silby? He is already dead, and he is also cursed. Even if he doesn't kill him, how long can he last? There is no food or water on this ten thousand meter tower It won't last a day.

Looking at Chloe's body, Hoffa seemed to be several decades old. He sighed, "it's over... It's all over."

With that, he put down his arm, picked up his wand, and walked out of the platform, intending to leave.

However, when he walked to the edge of the platform at an altitude of 10000 meters, a group of red light appeared quietly on the ground. The light came from the European continent. It was like fireworks. After the explosion, it quickly returned to calm.

But Hoffa knew that he was not fireworks, because he was standing at the height of 10000 meters, and he could see the light of the fire. It must be a violent explosion.

Then more flames burst from all over the continent, silent and dazzling in the night sky. It's like the ground grows a little mushroom.

Hoffa turned abruptly and stared at sylby: "what did you do?" He had a hundred reasons to suspect that Silby had triggered the series of bombings. After all, he had played with Muggle explosives.

But Silby shook his head calmly: "I didn't do anything. I just woke them up as you said."

"How could that be?" Hoffa replied in disbelief, "why is there such a big disturbance, why is the fire suddenly burning everywhere?"

Sylby stretched his neck and looked down for a moment. There was a touch of sarcasm on his face. He said faintly, "do you know the stock crisis of 1929?"

"Ha?" Hoffa didn't know why Silby was talking about it at this time.

"Since 27 years ago, the stock market has soared. In the whole two years, those Americans have been dreaming of becoming rich. Their dreams have become more and more inflated. They all think that they can make a windfall in the stock market and invest their life savings.

Finally, the stock market completely collapsed in 29 years. When those stupid Americans woke up in their crazy dream of getting rich, the cold reality completely destroyed them, and the disaster spread all over the world. This is the origin of the Second World War.

Now, my dream is 100 times better than the dream of stocks in 1927. Now they wake up, although they are not dead, the reality still beats them. The same turbulence will spread to the whole world in a few days. "Sylby looked at him sideways. "Now that you dare to let me release my dream, stop it, Savior. Stop the biggest upheaval so far."

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seems to be a huge bubble, and people who wake up from their dreams are in a panic. New York's Wall Street, people wake up from a dream, in the dream, each of them is a billionaire, the weather is sunny, they ride in the yacht in the dabartley harbor, yacht, full of world famous models.

But when they woke up, they found that they were ragged and penniless, standing on the bleak streets in the cold winter, with mud and feces under their feet, and hungry people almost digested their stomach bags. The economy has already collapsed and everything has returned to its original point.

They first fell into confusion, then panic spread like a plague, spread to the whole city in the blink of an eye, they ran around, fell into a frenzied riot, and cried out madly: where are those incompetent politicians? Let's go back and prosper again! Prosperity again! Prosperity again!

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in a nursing home in Paris, a group of old women wake up from their dream. In the dream, they are all young and beautiful again, and they are always young and beautiful. There are countless pursuers around them. The most arrogant entrepreneurs and politicians bow and bow in front of them, thinking that they are close to each other.

But when they woke up, they found themselves standing in a dilapidated sanatorium, with saggy skin, thin bones, and moldy age spots all over their bodies. Their beauty and youth disappeared like bubbles. No one would care what they were thinking any more.

The cold fact made them cover their faces and run around in horror, screaming. Let's go back, let's go back, it's not true!!

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in Japan, a group of officers of far right forces wake up from their dreams. In their dreams, they have planted red and white sun flags all over Asia. There, they built another common Empire, in which the Daiwa became the best nation in the world.

But when they woke up, they found that the tanks were rusty, the planes were aging, and they lived in a square inch barracks, covered with dirty bandages.

They were stunned for a moment, and then you rushed out of the barracks fighting for me, only to see the factories outside collapsed, the energy ran out, the economy collapsed, and the warship sank. Red and white flags fell to the ground, dirty as toilet paper.

The first officer who saw this scene committed suicide, while more officers took out their weapons one after another, shouting fanatical slogans, as if this could restore their confidence. I don't know who fired the first shot, and then, in great panic, they fell into fratricidal.

Not only Japan, Italy, Germany, even Britain, France, Russia and the United States are all the same. Similar things happen all over the world. Sober people fall into despair one after another. After falling into despair, they begin to look for scapegoats to transfer their inner despair. But the only thing they can see is their companions.

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on top of the ten thousand meter tower, Silby stood up with a cold knee: "in English, there is no word more harmful than that. I don't have to give the magic to all mankind, and you can't kill me. We'll make do with it. "

He came to Hoffa step by step: "but in fact, I have to do this, and you have to fight me to the end!"

Hoffa trembled and pointed to him: "you...

boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosions on the ground continued round by round, and the speed became faster and faster. Even the Iberian Peninsula under their feet was quickly spread by the fire of war.

Sylby approached step by step: "whatever needs there are, there are suppliers. Do you think they don't know they are dreaming? Of course they know, but they don't want to wake up. "

"You...!"

Hoffa has been shocked beyond measure. He didn't expect that he would be more crazy after waking up than before. He wanted to go to Silby, but the side effect of the flow spell held him back.

Countless crazy ideas poured into his mind from all directions, which was the crazy desire of countless dreamers, "let's go back and prosper again, let's go back and prosper again, let's go back! Prosperity again! "

"Ah!"

Hoffa knelt down with his head in his arms, and the sound almost tore his brain into a pile of paste. Countless people are eager to return to the dream, hope to return to the garden of Eden, but failed. The voice of their despair came to Hoffa's ears through the flow of heart. At the bottom of his heart, he was almost crazy.

"Ah

He grabs his head and stumbles around on the high platform. He falls, climbs up and falls down again, as if doing so can throw out the sound in his brain.

But that didn't help.

More and more sound, such as landslides, such as tsunamis, such as hurricanes! They not only destroy the world, but also have an unprecedented impact on Hoffa's mind.Sylby looked at Hoffa sadly: "you think your opponent is me, but as Ravenclaw, your opponent will always be greed, ignorance and ignorance in this world."