Chapter 1752：

Shi Lang ran towards them.

But they disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

"Brother, Shirou."

Dreamlike clouds appeared in front of him, Sakura and Tachika, as well as relatives and friends who hadn't seen for a long time.

Shi Lang was uncertain: "Are you a nightmare caused by someone, or a fear in my heart?"

They are all laughing.

That is mocking.

They laughed and went away.

Shi Lang panicked and grabbed them, but couldn't catch it anyway. It's like the end of the world in a dream, no matter how you seek it, you can't reach it.

"Wait for me."

Shirou shouted, but they didn't stop at all.

They are just laughing.

Mocking.

"Dad."

There was a creepy and soft voice in his arms, Shi Lang looked down, and Mordred was in his arms, hugging him affectionately, smiling.

Subsequently

Click, click, click.

It shattered like glass, and the fragments were scattered.

"No--!"

Shi Lang shouted, grabbing Mordred's fragments quickly, trying to fit her together, but he couldn't do it anyway, he could only watch her dissipate like flying ash.

"Can you afford this future?" The golden king asked condescendingly with a face full of arrogance.

"Gilgamesh..." Shi Lang gritted his teeth and looked at the arrogant king who appeared in front of him.

"Can you afford this human sorrow?" The silver **** asked with a weathered and tired face.

"Votikeng..." Shi Lang looked at Votikeng next to Gilgamesh with a full face of vigilance.

"Do you take care of this bizarre world?" On top of the huge dragon head, countless chaotic human figures issued a weeping question.

"False gods..." Shi Lang fell to the ground, staring at the huge dragon head in the sky in horror.

"Who did you protect?" The Bodhisattva of Desire smiled happily.

"You can't protect anyone, your past was once destroyed." The giant's holy king said majestic and calm.

They were laughing, they were laughing.

At this moment, the ridicule of the loser has become the nightmare of the winner.

"Shut up and disappear! You are just my panic!"

Shi Lang shouted.

Everything, I looked at Shilang, pointed at Shilang, "Look at your back, eternal holy king, you can't even protect yourself. Hahaha."

Shirou looked back, his body suddenly stiffened.

A huge whirlpool appeared behind him at some unknown time. In that whirlpool, a compassionate but evil eye was staring at him.

The endless mud surged out of the whirlpool and flooded Shirou.

He struggled, he shouted, but he could only fall into the abyss of mud like a drowning man.

"Look, you can't even protect yourself. What can you afford?" The losers laughed.

"Shut up!" Shilang shouted.

The eyes in the whirlpool stared at Shirou, an absolutely evil indescribable terror that enveloped Shirou's heart.

——I am your only destination!

...

Suddenly awakened, Shi Lang was breathing fast, his back was already wet with sweat.

The dim light is obscure and difficult to understand.

Shirou's face was uncertain.

He understood that the influence of the Lord of Relief on him was not so big.

He lowered his head and looked at his palm blankly, his eyes very confused and hollow.

Then he gritted his teeth.

He told himself, "I am invincible."

The red and black mud came out of the shadow and transformed into a hand, gently tapping his shoulder, and this time, he never said any shame.

He got up, walked to the counter, looked at himself in the mirror, and told himself again, "I am invincible!"

The night is clear.

He turned around and walked from the darkness to the light, the gloomy smile on his face changed.

After the gathering, Altria looked at Shirou with a worried face and asked: "Did you have a nightmare yesterday?"

"Nightmare? Nothing. I had a very good dream yesterday. I dreamed that we had repaired the human rights and the council disappeared. Everyone is living a happy life in reality." Shi Lang said with a smile.

"But, your face is very bad." Altria said worriedly.

Shi Lang said: "That's because your body needs too much nutrition. Really, you can't eat enough to eat. I'm really curious, who can afford you besides me."

"Mm."

Altria shrank her head, it was not her decision to eat, it was her stomach.

At this time, Mordred pushed out the door and walked out.