I! Cleaner!

So this is your dream.

Looking at the huge hand falling from above, the old investigator couldn't help but clamp his legs subconsciously, and then looked at the female reporter beside him with some regret.

"I can't do it now, give me the lantern... Nicole, he will be handed over to you!"

"Okay."

The female reporter nodded, handed the [Dream Lantern] in her hand to the old investigator, and then raised her hand to greet it in Leon's surprised eyes.

"Bang!"

As the huge hand fell, the top of the bell tower exploded, large pieces of bricks and stones flew everywhere, and directly stirred up a large area of ​​gray smoke in the air.

According to the law of smoke without injury, this slap was in vain.

Finding that the hand felt wrong, as if it hit the air, Leon immediately retracted his right hand and took a deep breath, and in the smoke surrounding the bell tower, a familiar old voice came.

"Remember? I told you before..."

Twisting the handle of the [Dream Lantern] and dimming the light around him, the old investigator slowly walked out of the smoke and dust, smiling and saying:

"It won't be long before we meet again. You are now... cough! Cough cough cough! What's that smell?!"

Uh... I had garlic macaroni for dinner today, and the smell seems to be a bit strong.

After blowing out a "breath" full of garlic fragrance and blowing away the smoke and dust on the top of the bell tower, Lyon couldn't help but frowned tightly at the old investigator whose face was a little blue from the smoke.

"I knew you had a problem!"

"..."

Yes, I actually... forget it, I suddenly don't really want to talk to you...

As Lyon started to speak, the smell of garlic around him became stronger. The old investigator, who originally wanted to say a few harsh words, quickly covered his mouth and nose with a dark face and took a half step back with the lantern.

"And you!"

After driving the old investigator away with one sentence, he gave himself an Ultraman persona in advance. Lyon, who was now over 40 meters tall, bent down slightly and stared at the female reporter and said:

"Ms. Nicole, I never thought I would meet you here."

"..."

"What do you two want to do?"

"..."

"Is Director Aquarius still alive? What is your relationship with him?"

"..."

"Speak!"

"..."

Please shut up!

Facing the pungent smell that increased in intensity with the sudden increase in Lyon's size, the unbearable female reporter jumped up more than 30 meters and raised her hand to push Lyon's chest!

"Lie down!"

Accompanied by the slightly annoyed shout of the female reporter, Ultraon, who was supposed to come to the capital from the M78 nebula for tourism, actually fell down with a heavy body weighing tens of thousands of tons, and flattened the street behind him with a bang.

Is this [No Tentacles]? Even Ultraman can be pushed down?

After looking at the white hands of the female reporter, Leon, who recalled the relevant information, could not help but frown again.

The strange lantern in the other party's hand seemed to be able to fix the scene of the dream, so even if he was the owner of this dream, he still couldn't make too big changes to the scene at will.

Being able to change the palace into a toll park, plus some high-rise buildings or overpasses, is already the limit of his ability. Those more sci-fi things above can't be stuffed into this dream at all.

So... do I still have to work hard on "me"?

…

“Stop struggling.”

After crushing something with his hand and dispelling the strong garlic smell at the top of the bell tower, the old investigator walked to the side of the building with a lantern, looking down at the huge Lyon who had fallen to the ground, and said coldly:

“If I’m not mistaken, you dare to ambush me here because you know that you are the master of this dream and think you can use this, right?”

“…”

“You are too naive. Dreams are not that simple.”

After taking out a strange white rope from his arms and throwing it to the female reporter, the old investigator sneered and said:

“Even in a false dream, people cannot construct something they are completely unfamiliar with out of thin air. It is not that they can say that they can... If you can be on par with gods, you can really possess the same strength of power.

In a false dream, the most powerful thing is reality. "

"Although the dream you created is strange, whether it is the palace that was converted into a garden or your seemingly powerful body, they are just empty frames that cannot withstand close scrutiny.

With your experience and understanding of power, you can't imagine what a truly powerful existence is like, and naturally you can't complete the corresponding construction in your own dream...

So don't struggle, just lie down honestly, I will spare your life before the Fallen Soul Black Abyss completely descends!"

"..."

Thank you for the explanation... But are you sure that what I created in the dream is not real enough?

After listening to the old investigator's words, Leon raised his eyebrows and decisively removed his Ultraman character. The huge body of dozens of meters high quickly shrank and returned to the appearance of a normal person.

Although there was no countdown flashing light on his chest, he sat flat on his butt after being pushed down, which was enough to prove that the "Ultraman Leon" he created was not bad in terms of authenticity.

As for why he was pushed down even though he transformed into Ultraman, it was probably because of the hands of the female reporter.

As long as her [Non-tentacle] is activated correctly, she can forcibly resist all "contacts" below the True God level, and if no contact occurs, it will be useless no matter how powerful Ultraman Leon is, so...

Gotta change to Super Saiyan!

…

Haha, have you given up resistance?

Looking at Leon who had lost his huge body and returned to his normal size, the old investigator couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly.

He even believes what his enemies say, this guy is still a bit young.

In the final analysis, the power of dreams is nothing more than the power of belief. As the master of dreams, the opponent undoubtedly has the highest level of "authority", so as long as he is firm enough and believes that he will be able to defeat himself, the final result is really hard to say.

Now that he is afraid, as long as he continues to undermine his confidence and make him doubt his own abilities, he will naturally become weaker and weaker and gradually lose the ability to control this dream.

When this dream gradually becomes chaotic and this guy's power is weakened to a certain extent, it will be... huh? Why did his hair turn blond? Still floating like a hedgehog? What is that thing with blue light in your hand?

(*–-)===3

…

"Hehe~"

"Boy?!"

Seeing Leon, who suddenly laughed out loud while sleeping for some unknown reason, Black Goat couldn't help but tense up, and quickly called out loudly:

"Wake up! Wake up!"

"..."

"There's something wrong with your soul! You're too excited! Be careful not to fall into a plot!"

"..."

"Stop sleeping! Wake up! Stop laughing!"

"..."

"Wake up! What on earth were you dreaming about? How can you smile so happily!"