Stand User in Marvel Universe
Chapter 665: Reality, Often the Cruelest
The self-preservation of visions relies on this spiritual gem on his forehead, so trying to take this spiritual gem is no different than killing him.
Obviously, visions cannot and will never hand over the precious stones of the heart.
So there's only one option left...
Fantasy flew instantly to ‘Duck’ as if it had violated the laws of physics, and 'Duck' showed an extraordinary amount of physical skill, not only fleeing sensitively, but pulling out a dagger and stabbing him.
But no physical form of attack can do him any harm if he so desires.
Fantasia directly falsifies one's body, leaving the opponent's attack empty, and catches it again, trying to subdue the other.
He didn't want to kill her, and he didn't want to.
But 'Duck' was like a stubborn little girl, rather than ungrateful, and seemed to have been humiliated, launching a more aggressive attack.
It won't be long before the mess in the room breaks down a lot of things.
The illusion was that he had lost some patience, and after another attack avoiding each other, the spiritual gem on his forehead finally lit up, although he aimed at the other's weapon.
Buzzing...
The powerful beam of mind melted directly into the dagger, and 'Duck’ was punched out and heavily landed on the ground.
But while she was flying, she threw two daggers out of her fantasy door.
None of the fantasies wanted to be another beam of mind, but after smoothly melting the first dagger, the second dagger seemed to be materially different.
Instead of destroying it immediately, the mighty beam of mind broke into two intercepts and flew back.
Just listen to the poop!
The broken blade spun straight through ‘Duck' 's throat, and she seemed surprised to see this happening, holding her neck tight with an incredible expression.
However, it was all futile, and a lot of blood erupted along her fingers, quickly spilling all over the ground.
“No!”
Also incredible are the visions that cause all this!
He flew quickly to ‘Duck’ and seemed to be trying to do something to save her life, but he couldn't do anything in the face of this fatal injury!
What should we do?
What to do!
To be honest, hallucinations love the feeling of talking to her, even if the other person comes for a soul gem, he doesn't really think of it as an enemy, let alone kill the other person.
Seeing the illusion so panicked, 'Duck’ seemed to want to say something to him, but her throat was cut open so that she could not say anything, she could only smile at him, as if she did not blame him.
And then she slowly closed her eyes, and her hands were paralyzed...
Fantasy sat in the bloodbath, staring at the corpse in front of him, thinking about the scene of lunch together, relaxing the chat, and... finally that smile.
He didn't want to, but why?
“Are you regretting killing me? Or are you sad for me? ”
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.
The visions immediately stood up and his eyes opened again to look at the body.
He can be sure that the other person's vital signs have completely disappeared, but where's the sound?
Is that an illusion?
Or is her soul talking to me?
A shocking scene appeared at a time of confusion!
The corpse that fell in the bloodstream became a red light from head to toe, then the blood on the ground, then the surroundings...
When visions returned to God, everything around them changed and what was destroyed was restored.
Is everything a hallucination?
No, no, no!
Looking at the plates on the table where the food is eaten up, visions can still remember everything that was before, it's definitely not an illusion!
“Are you looking for me? ”
That voice came up again...
Fantasy turned around and suddenly ‘Duck’ appeared empty and stood there, then stretched out a finger gently on his chest.
“What the hell is this?”
But the fantasy is not over. His super body, made of vibrating gold and Edmund alloy, collapsed like a broken building block!
“Reality, often more cruel. ”
‘Duck' leaned over and picked up a 'building block', which was part of the phantom head, on which the spiritual gem was embedded.
At this moment, visions have completely lost their ability to resist, and she can easily take away this precious stone of her heart if she wishes.
However, somehow, at this point, she failed to do so.
“If I may, I hope we can be friends. ”
Fantasy sincere requests suddenly echoed in her ear at this moment, she, hesitated.
After her ‘death', hallucinations stalled and regretted appearing as frequently as slides.
“Friends? No, I don't need this stuff! ”
She was telling herself in a very firm tone, but the tighter her hands, the more the blues were.
After a few seconds, she finally let go of her hand, not just the hand she just held, but the other hand as well.
The building blocks with the soul jewels just rolled down to the ground...
“I don't like to owe everyone this meal... and I'm having fun. Get out of here, find a place where no one can hide, and next time I won't be merciful. ”
After that, she turned around and left, as if she had never appeared.
And when she left, that particular power disappeared, and the visions of the building blocks quickly reorganized together.
When the ability to act was restored, vision turned out of the window with an incredibly complex mood.
Though there was nothing there, he always felt that the man might be standing there staring at him.
As for the joy of escape from death, it is not at all.
“How good would it be if I were a real person...” For a long time, visions reached out and touched that spiritual gem on my forehead, wondering whether to thank it for making me a unique life or hate it for making me a part of this gem... irrelevant part!
Now he's more like a puppet of this gem.
Without him, it's still it.
But without it, he doesn't need to exist.
After forcibly suppressing a suddenly rising urge for self-destruction, the vision dialed Mr. Stark's phone and told him what had happened before.
Tony initially had leisurely spat hallucinations, but as soon as he heard the hallucinations, he realized the seriousness of the problem.