V2.Chapter 146

No matter from which direction you look down on the earth, you can see them in your line of sight. For a moment, you can't know the exact number of soldiers, those brave guards.

They may have had various professional identities before they died, but now they are guardians, dead guardians.

They once sent out dazzling light and stood together on the earth to fight against the "scream of hatred" that came from the depths of the universe and destroyed everything.

They all know that the result of confrontation is death, but they are not afraid to do so.

And being guarded in the middle by them is also where the dream wizard is at the moment. It is a camp.

Finally, the survivors' camp.

But in the end, it seems that it will disappear.

No matter how many intelligent races there were on this planet, they are all dead now.

Only hundreds of people remained, hugging each other and surrounding the "bonfire" jumping in the middle and possibly extinguished at any time.

The source of the campfire is not burning wood.

The normal flame can't be ignited in this planet at all. The hatred scream kills not only life, but also completely rewrites some things. For example, it makes a terrible "cold" completely infect the planet. The survivors can't ignite anything, clothing, wood or anything else.

Also killed by this cold, there is the sun.

That's why the earth is dark. They lost the sun.

Now the only flame jumping in their eyes comes from a wooden doll about the height of a seven or eight year old child. It is exquisitely carved and painted with green and gold paint. It wears a cowboy hat, has a long nose and keeps a laughing expression on its face. It can bring the owner a warm feeling.

It's warm because of its belly.

A hollow structure similar to a stove, in which flames are burning.

The warm breath filled the survivors.

However, as the distance increases, the survivors at the edge can't feel more, especially when the flame becomes weak, their bodies begin to freeze, and they will die.

"Cha"

This is the sound of a match. In front of the doll, a little girl wearing thick clothes and red face is putting a lit match into the belly of the dying doll.

The flame, burning violently again.

But there was no joy on the little girl's face. There were only three matches left in the matchbox in her hand.

She knew that when the matches ran out, the magic doll named "stove Cowboy" in front of her would lose its power and it would no longer bring fire.

Hundreds of people who survived in the world will also die.

Today may be the end.

She turned her head and looked at the young man who gave her doll with eyes that no one could refuse.

Dream wizards, who have almost nothing to do with wizards, are called strong men such as the God of the earth, Walter Cranston.

Stan duplacey was caught as a postman. He was the second dreamy family member, and naturally he would not be spared.

Walter is also carrying a huge package behind him. There are many magical toys and candy in it. There must be some that can help the "dilemma" at present.

But he couldn't take it out. Everything in the package had been reserved.

The most important thing is, if you take it out to help the world, what should the next world do?

Walter Cranston scratched his head. The "cold" soaked in the soul of the world also made him feel very uncomfortable. He even felt that his strength could not be really exerted here.

That explains why [stove cowboy] doesn't work.

"Let's do it again. It's very polluted here, and my prayers may be intercepted."

Walter Cranston said, holding the little girl's palm and drooping her head, he began to pray loudly.

Hundreds of survivors, with their frost covered bodies, almost dry faces, and eyes with last hope, followed Walter Cranston to pray.

"The master of all dream wizards!"

"The patron of witches and abnormal children!"

"The Savior who will always appear!"

"A wise man who brings miracles and hope!"

……

There was no order of prayer, intermittently drilling into Tangqi's ear.

These voices were indeed disturbed, but the reason why Tang Qi didn't hear them for the first time was that these were not Tang Qi's respected names, but some of his titles.

Tangqi is not the real master of dreams, so he has not given a formal name.

Dream dependents such as Stan duplacey, Walter Cranston and Helen Caroline Teresa can only communicate with Tangqi through the power of dreams, sometimes blocked by some strong pollution.

But at this time, Tangqi heard it.

Also at this moment, I had an insight into the changes that the world had not been predicted by toum.

"The sun, quenched by the scream of hatred."

When he uttered these words, a huge but dark and silent sphere appeared in Tang Qi's eyes. It was the dead sun.

Seeing the sun, Tang Qi began to think about ways to save the survivors.

Not surprisingly, many methods emerged.

With the strength of Tangqi's "pseudo master" and the transformation brought by hoarding so many divine powers, it will certainly not be difficult to save hundreds of lives in foreign lands.

It even takes a thought to transfer them to some dynamic world.

Just when Tang Qi thought so, he suddenly realized his new identity.

Peel off a candy and put it into your mouth. At the same time, I touched my incomparably classic W-shaped beard and laughed again:

"Oh, roar, that's why toom gave me the toy house and created power for me."

"Create, create, this is my new job."

"So, start my first toy now?"

While talking, the rocking chair under Tang Qi immediately rushed forward, but he saw that in front of the original emptiness, there immediately appeared a huge, complex and childlike "workbench", which can show almost any tools and materials in the boundless mystery.

After understanding the information fragment, Tang Qi held the single tube magnifying glass on his eyes, and after a "crash" behind him, dozens of phosphorescent tentacles poked out, and the end of each tentacle was wrapped with various strange tools.

Without any ceremony, Tangqi directly waved his tentacles and went to work.

However, if someone hears his subconscious muttering in the toy house at this time, he may be startled.

"First copy the divinity of the sun, and then add some natural and quiet breath... The pollution there is a little serious, and add some smell of the furnace... There are few and weak survivors. Maybe the source emitting warm light should have some wisdom..."

"Boom... Boom, boom, boom!"

"Boom boom!"

Tang Qi's muttering did not affect the multiple explosions on the workbench.

This seems to be the only way for novices. They have failed repeatedly.

After all, Tang Qi is not a new God with no experience and little power. He has too much power.

And as the successor of the toy house, Tang Qi, who changed his image, became Wilder.

Very fast. After another explosion, Tang Qi gave a familiar laugh.

He even got up from his wheelchair with some excitement.

His hands are full of black and gray, holding a fiery red sphere that constantly releases red lines. If you look more carefully, you will find that there seem to be fuzzy facial features in the center of the sphere, maintaining a smiling expression, and a kind of pity and gentle breath from the inside of the sphere.

This sphere seems to be a living life?

As the creator, Tang Qi looked up, and the intense faint light burst out immediately, and the fragments of information burst out.

[divine entity: Sun old man.]

[status: normal.]

[information fragment 1: it is a newly born and extremely magical life body. Its body is mixed with divine breath such as sun, nature, tranquility, furnace and knowledge. Although they are very weak, they are all from the power of God.]

[information fragment 2: it was born in toom's toy house. It is both life and toy. Its creator is toom's successor. It was given a long life.]

[information fragment 3: it has all the powers of the normal sun, as well as the wisdom that the sun does not have, and various protections... It is given a certain responsibility, and it is willing to accept that responsibility.]

……

"It's an outstanding work. The first toy I created here, but I can't collect you."

Tang Qi's face was covered with a lot of black ash. He didn't have time to observe the sphere for a few more seconds.

Now in a light and shadow screen in front of him, the poor little girl had struck the last match.

After hearing Tang Qi's words, the fuzzy facial features of the sphere held by him changed slightly, which seemed to laugh more happily.

Although it was born, it was endowed with great wisdom by Tangqi.

A warm hot wind blew over and sent a message of respect and urging.

The ball, with great respect for the master who created it, is also anxious to perform the duties assigned to it.

After receiving the message, Tang Qi's W-shaped beard tilted and acted immediately.

The infinite mysterious heights, dreams dominate the real body.

A phosphorescent tentacle suddenly appeared, and the end was wrapped with a "sun", a real and incomparable sun.

It immediately releases hot light and flame, but this does not change that it is thrown up and down by one tentacle, and then caught and thrown up by another tentacle.

For several times, it was quickly thrown to the top.

Then, its blurred eyes soon saw a strong tentacle in front of him.

As an intelligent life, it can easily feel the evil taste from the "creator" from this tentacle, which is very clear without any cover up.

The next moment, it had no time to make an objection, but saw the dream phosphorescent explosion, and the tentacle pulled down.

"Boom"

Without any superfluous words, this work, which is more than the sun, was beaten out, immediately turned into fire, passed through cosmic cracks, and went to the starry sky that was about to be completely covered by darkness and cold in the extreme distance.

This scene is very consistent with its identity as a toy.