Martin Variety in American Comics

Murphus talked to his housekeeper, wanted to know the degree of dream damage, and was anxious to make this once prosperous country rejuvenated again.

Martin did not participate at all. He squatted directly on the side of the road and observed the deadly branches, and did not even raise his ears to listen to their conversations.

"Wow, you are too calm! Are you interested in dreams?"

"I am the first time I have come to this place. Everything here is a strange thing for me. I can only say that sympathy for your encounters, and there is no other feeling in addition."

Martin raised a scorched black branch, and before he did anything, the branches in his hand became finerous sand, and it fell to the ground.

He knew the fragility of the dream, and turned his head to look at the crow on the side, saying to him, "Or do you think I should pretend to be a deep and sad look so that you are happy?"

"Of course not, that's so boring!"

The crow shook his head, but he didn't like the kind of person, and it was too hypocritical.

Although everything in dreams is illusory, in a sense, it is also real. The two characteristics are intertwined and it is difficult to distinguish it clearly.

"I really feel uncomfortable when I see the dream. Mr. Martin, do you have any way to allow the owner to restore the dream as soon as possible?"

In the view of the crow, since Martin can be blessed by death, he must not be an ordinary person and has the ability to create miracles.

"The method is simple. As long as Murphys is in a dream, this country will still be restored after all. If you are anxious, go back to find the three lost artifacts."

Martin quickly answered the crow's question and did not need to think about it.

Because the question itself is the answer, as long as Murphyus is here, dream recovery is a matter of time, nothing more than time.

The crow shook his body and was not satisfied with the answer.

Martin raised his hand and interrupted what he wanted to say, and continued: "I know you can't wait to let the dreams recover into prosperity now, but this is impossible. At least I don't have this ability. Go find the three lost artifacts! "" "" "" "" ""

The reason why Murphus is weak is because of the influence of the dream of thousands of cats.

Although the three artifacts he separated are also his strength, the loss of physical strength will eventually recover the day.

Murphus's current embarrassment is not to restore dreams, but how to recover dreams quickly.

In this regard, the housekeeper Lulian proposed a more direct method: "Forgive me, you can seek the help of your brothers and sisters."

"I will never do this."

Murphus didn't even think about the possibility of this proposal.

"I was imprisoned for dozens of earth years, and my brothers and sisters looked like that, and did nothing."

When he complained, he glanced at Martin around him, and did not continue to say.

Among all brothers and sisters, the big brother is the same to everyone, and death is indeed taking care of Murphy.

Murphus and the remaining desires, despair, etc. have different contradictions. It is not pleasing to see the other party, and they are usually not much.

The fact is true, and there are more than one who waits to see Murphy's jokes in the endless family.

Of course, the reason why he rejected the matter so simply was also confident in himself and felt that he could quickly recover the prosperity and order of dreams.

Martin heard what Murphis said, but did not make any evaluation. He grabbed the crow he wanted to advise and said with the voice that only two people could hear:

"It's useless, your master has been imprisoned for decades, and he still wants to die. He is now competing with himself, let him go!"

Anyway, Murphy didn't turn over. Although death gave this matter to Martin, of course, she could not really let it go.

Martin has already touched the personality of Murphy's adolescents, and does not want to interfere too much. He followed him tightly that he wanted to avoid what everyone didn't want to see.

The three artifacts are left in the world, and Murphys is not good. Once it occurs, it will definitely cause things that mortals cannot understand.

Murphus really doesn't know too much about the world. Even if he does not want to hurt humans that have nothing to do with it, it will inevitably hurt people who are not related.

"It seems that today is destined to be this nanny!"

Martin doesn't think there is any problem as a nanny, mainly to see who the protection is.

If he allows him to protect an ordinary teenager, Martin will be bored and waste time. But if the object can affect the existence of a diverse universe, this is not a nanny, but a great sacrifice.

"Follow me!"

Murphus's rejection made the housekeeper very unhappy.

She feels that her master is too stubborn. How many lifes pin their hopes on Murphyus. How can he choose a more difficult path for his emotions?

However, after all, the owner is the master. Although Lu Xi'an is dissatisfied, he still follows Murphy's order and took everyone to the palace.

"As a housekeeper, I have to remind you that the degree of dream chaos is already very serious. Those dreams have become difficult to control. I try my best to maintain the stability of human dreams, but my ability is too bad!"

Lu Xi'an is a qualified butler, and she has done her best to maintain her dream.

Without her, when Murphus returned, what she saw was not a ruin, but nothing had nothing to do.

Murphus knew this, so he did not take care of Xi'an's words.

Martin followed and passed through the ruins. There was no good appreciation in it. The broken stones and the climbing mountain climbing tigers silently told the loneliness after the end of Rongguang, which made the viewers unable to have a tragic feeling.

"I still can't bear it!"

Martin covered his eyes in his right hand, and he looked more than ordinary people.

Those magic eyes were just swept away. The experience of life that had been activated in this palace appeared in front of him, and it was not a full -fancy film, but a complete experience. There was no loss of complete emotions.

The massive information was stuffed directly into his head, even if he felt the brain vascular jumping, he hurriedly covered his eyes.

The crow stood on Martin's shoulder and saw him doing this, and quickly cared about his safety.

"Death is really a honest person. After this blessing weakens all her ability, it has copied it to me."

Martin really laughed bitterly. He was able to withstand this blessing, but it was troublesome to want to use it.

"What are you complaining?"

Although the crow does not have the utilitarian heart of ordinary people, it was startled when he heard Martin.

"The blessing of being able to get death is no longer the life. You have gained so much now, and you are still complaining?"

"But I didn't lack this kind of thing!"

Martin covered his eyes with his hands, controlled his own situation while answering the crow's question at the same time.

The crow does not understand Martin's experience. He can only say a bit of sourness: "In terms of mortals, you are now the troubles of rich people.

"I'm not so boring."

Martin controlled the blessings on his body. He did not intend to accept the full authority of death, and carefully controlled the power to the power he wanted.

Discover, see, and guide death!

Martin only retained these three authority, and the others were abandoned without hesitation.

Although he is not as exaggerated as death, but relying on the characteristics of knowledge, it is still precisely cutting the blessing of death and throwing away those things that are affordable to him, but the maximum is to the greatest extent. The characteristics of death are retained.

"Although I will show off, I usually just joke with my friends, and I won't do that kind of boring thing in front of strangers."

"Oh, really hurt my heart. I thought we are already friends?"

The crow suddenly became essential. He covered his heart with his wings and fell to the ground, and his two chicken feet trembled.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"Your acting skills are really bad."

Martin grabbed the crow's chick's feet and raised it, watching Murphy pushing the door of the palace, and quickly chased.

"Don't make trouble, it's time to do it!"

The crow stopped, and quickly waved his wings and ran into the palace with Martin.

Murphy's palace -shaped system is complicated and has a variety of styles. It is like a child's use of Lego bricks casually. There is no so -called rationality, but it has a dream style.

The main hall used to accommodate the throne is the style of the Holy See. In addition to various religious styles, those glass windows are half -covered and the sun is shot out. Style.

Murphus didn't look at the palace, and walked straight towards a small door.

Martin followed, swept this building with his eyes, and gave "general" evaluation.

The crow pecked his head and urged him: "Now when you are not appreciating art, there are many doors in the palace, and there are different places. If we are backward, it will be difficult to find my master. "" "

"Don't worry! Murphus is not a hard -hearted person, he will wait for us."

Martin is full of confidence.

It was just that Murphyus, who was walking in front, heard him say that, the pace that had slowed down, but it was estimated that it accelerated.

Martin didn't say anything, but blinked to the crow, as if he was saying "see me, right."

The crow shook his head gently and waited for Murphyis to cross the door with one foot, and then said, "Don't be too obvious, let him be hot, this set is not used."

Obviously, the creatures of the dream world clearly know what the creator is his temper, and he follows him, but there is no such thing as the matter.

"It's also a good thing to break through. If you come back, it is the real play. Otherwise, you always watch others' dreams and disappear in your dreams, but you can't participate. "" "

Martin followed Murphy. After passing the door, he saw the row of bookshelves appearing in front of him.

These bookshelves have any materials, but most of them have been decayed and collapsed. Only a bunch of boards are piled on the ground, and there are no shadows of books.

"This is where all life dreams are stored."

The housekeeper explained to Martin: "Whether it is a dream, a nightmare, no matter what the dream has been. As long as this idea comes out, the dream will appear in this kingdom. In the book, be sealed. "

"Unfortunately, my master has been missing for a century, causing irreparable damage to the human beings on Earth. More than one million people have fallen into eternal sleep, missing their lives and never being able to make up for it. There are even more people who have lost the right to dream, tortured every night and unable to fall asleep."

This process is not as simple as Lucien said, otherwise, the life created by Morpheus can completely replace him and temporarily perform his duties.

Morpheus looked at the ruined library, stretched out his right hand, and fine sand fell to the ground, soon forming a sandstorm, covering the dilapidated house.

In the yellow sand, dreams emerged one by one, joy, fear, beauty...all were caught by Morpheus, and began to turn into books of various shapes and fell on the bookshelf.

Nothing special happened at first. This was originally the son of Morpheus, and it was as simple as waving his hand for him.

Even if the dream master is now in a relatively weak state, there is still no problem.

Then Morpheus will soon be satisfied with just weaving the current dream. He began to use his magic power to go back to the past.

Wake up those who have fallen into eternal sleep and give them the opportunity to create their own lives.

He also wants to make up for the past and directly restore the dream to its past prosperity.

"Well, now I understand why you can't replace Morpheus to maintain the operation of the network."

Martin looked at the growing sandstorm and felt exhausted.

Although this dream kingdom sounds very dreamy, it actually has both illusion and reality.

Lucian and Crow are all lives born from the dream kingdom. They can maintain the dream side, but they can't affect the real material world.

This is something that only Morpheus can do.

"Mr. Martin, I ask you to use the blessing of Lady Death to stop my master."

Lucian raised the big book in his hand, blocked the sand flying over, and shouted to Martin loudly.

"This will not work. The dream kingdom is too decadent. With the master's current power..."

Before the butler finished speaking, the dust in the sky suddenly stopped. Although the dream that was appearing now entered the dream in an orderly manner, what Morpheus wanted me to do was obviously a failure.

The dream master stood in the middle of the bookshelf, looking at his hands with a blank look on his face.

But he didn't understand the advice of others, and Morpheus made up his mind.

He turned to Lucien and Martin and said bluntly: "I am too weak now. If I want to restore the dream kingdom, I must find the three lost props."

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