Chapter 2368

The appearance of this strange woman is like turning on some switch. The last second is still the empty and silent street, and the next second becomes a roar of voices.

There are skeletons in fishing nets and stockings beating a living large intestine. Angels crossing the road are pulled by rhinoceros' feces. Six goblin are playing multiplayer sports in the roadside cars. The sound of the collision between the broken chassis and the road is like a steel rolling mill in a factory.

Flashy, exaggerated, rotten things fill the whole dimension. On the mud on the roadside with mushrooms and strange plants, you can see different faces. It should be a pile of swollen corpses.

The supreme Superman sighed and looked at the death knell beside him: "although you said to Constantine that madness is the eternal constant in the magic world, it's too crazy. It's like bringing all the dimensional garbage here to make a hodgepodge."

"Ah, magic, monsters, light show! I think it's not bad here. " Harry kept staring at the pram over there, wondering what a child would look like when pushed by a woman with a finger head.

"There's a dead dog in the pram. Don't look at it." Little Superman pointed to his eyes, the car missing a wheel, and covered with dust, there is no magic protection, he can easily see through it and then say the answer.

Harry's small mouth pouted and said unhappily, "I thought there would be finger babies in the car, and they would play with scissors, stone paper, etc. who wants you to tell me the truth? You pay for my dream. "

"A dream? This is the nightmare dimension. In short, I can't compensate for your fantasy. I can find some sleeping pills for you

The supreme Superman was helpless, and Harry still held the arm of the knell, and there was nothing he could do with her.

However, the lovely little psychosis is very good at talking, and he is happy when he hears the medicine:

"that's settled. I want the cocktail therapy of hydrochlorazine, sertraline and clozapine. You need to get me a lot of them. These babies can make me sleep like a pure baby, and maybe dream of winning a lottery or something."

"Don't use your expertise in prescribing your own medicine! Are these all tranquilizers for mental patients? How much do you like medicine? "

imperceptibly awakened the ability of Tucao to make complaints about the action of the little Superman.

"I'm a patient. I have severe schizophrenia and mania. I have to take medicine when I'm sick. Do you want me to write a prescription for you?" she said

"I don't feel like you're a patient. You're much smarter than many people."

Little Superman rolled his eyes and turned his head to look at the street outside the alley. However, he accepted the condition of looking for medicine.

"Hee hee, thank you for the compliment. I've only recently become better at it." Hally shook her head with a smile and put her arms around the bell. "By the way, handsome boys, we're here to find a naughty little witch. What's next?"

Su Ming has been observing the situation on the street. Everything in this dimension is very strange. Even life and death are intertwined here. Is this a kind of reality or a dream?

Logically speaking, in the dual system of DC, nightmare and dreamland are opposites. There represents dreams, so here should be soberness.

But... Sober nightmare...

"Clark, ask the angel who was knocked down by a rhinoceros and stepped on his belly and became incontinent." He assigned orders to let the little Superman, who is the most resistant to beating and magic resistance, to try water.

All the creatures here are weird and dangerous.

Su Ming can't let them look up now, but draw their attention to the street, because the perspective of the strangulation has seen that in the dark sky today, in those gorgeous rays, there are a lot of nameless things that seem to run out of the myth of ksulu.

They are moving and crawling in the sky with indescribable rhythm. Even Su Ming's memory of taking a holiday in the world of blood is revived and disgusting.

Yes, at that time, in order to do the experiment, he and Shirley drank some blood from Yanan, so after leaving the hunter's dream, the memory was also lost in the dream.

Placenta, eyeball, moon god...

but now this memory has come back, just like those twisted old gods who have made a special trip to send him a "memory express" across countless worlds, vaguely pointing out the truth of the nightmare.

The terrorist beings who have disappeared for a long time in DC pluralism and are suspected to have died for a long time have never died or left. They have always been there, right here.

I'm afraid to think about it.

So don't think about it. The more you think about the old gods, the more dangerous it is, especially for the wise.

With willpower to force himself to get rid of that abnormal psychological temptation, hold down his curiosity, he let little Superman to do things.

Clark didn't know what happened. Naturally, he had no objection to this order. Although there were all kinds of monsters on the street, and the angel was disgusting, he still went with confidence in his own strength.Generally speaking, real angels do not need to eat, and naturally have no digestive system, except fallen angels.

But in the nightmare dimension, it seems that this setting is not needed.

Superman tries to talk to the angels on the ground, but the seriously injured guy just screams. He vomites black thick plasma, and the blood turns into a rat and runs into the sewer.

Clark stepped back and shook his head toward the death knell in the alley, where there should be no communication between the creatures.

Haley began to clap with enthusiasm. She had never seen the magic of angel spitting mice. It was an eye opener.

Su Ming didn't speak. He just gestured to the supreme Superman and asked him to ask the finger girl pushing the pram. She was the first one to appear on the street. What's the difference?

However, the result is still not, the other side has no head, neck long nearly a hundred fingers, but no eyes and ears.

The little Superman retreated and came back. The monsters on the street didn't even look at him. It was like several people didn't exist. They were only busy with their own affairs.

"No way. 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 universal, but it doesn't seem to work here."

"There are a lot of rules in the nightmare that are different from the outside. It's a system here." Su Ming removed his mask and touched out a cigarette. "It's like in hell, you can't find ice when you drink coke."

Clark's nostrils opened and puffed a little rough air out of it. "Well, I'm starting to hate it. Is there any other way you can find the witch's trail?"

"Of course, there are psychological experts in our team." The mercenary grinned and puffed out a smoke ring and touched Hally's head: "didn't you say that before? Albera came here after Lucifer. What would Lucifer do when he entered such a chaotic and crazy universe? Do you feel a little thirsty when you fly so far from the gods

Harry narrowed her eyes and put her head on the shoulder of the knell: "so we just need to find places like nightclubs or bars here. Playfulness is the most important feature of Lucifer. That guy is a starving ghost in the wine."

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