Ultra Fighting Legend.

Chapter 1267 Some people are winning, some are being robbed, I can’t tell

When he woke up from coma again, Yuanquan immediately felt the hand of a girl in his hand. Combined with everything he saw before he fell into coma, the confusion in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he turned over and lifted the quilt.

This violent action also woke up the girl who was sleeping on the side of the bed. She rubbed her eyes and didn't react yet. She mumbled in a soft voice, "What's wrong?"

"That jerk of Eryuan! Why did he suppress your soul as well!" Holding Xiaohui's shoulders with both hands, Yuanquan's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Compared to his own safety, the fact that Eryuan suppressed Xiaohui's soul made him want to kill her.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Xiaohui tilted her head, looking quite confused.

"..." Looking at the still confused girl, Yuanquan got out of bed, put on his slippers and prepared to go out.

"That bastard! I won't let him go this time no matter what!"

"Where are you going?!" But before she could go far, she was pulled back. Xiao Hui hugged Yuan Quan's waist and shouted anxiously: "Your body hasn't recovered yet, why did you run away?! Do you know how surprised I was when I saw you on the roadside?!"

The girl's figure fits tightly against him, but the more so, the more difficult it is for the source to accept.

"Listen, Xiaohui, you don't know what's going on yet. You should be in Xing Neihai, not here."

"This world is also fake, we shouldn't be here, and..." Yuanquan turned around and spoke continuously like a machine gun. Xiaohui was bombarded with stars by this series of news.

But the more Yuanquan spoke, the more surprised and astonished Xiaohui's eyes became, but she just didn't believe it.

"It's bad. The doctor said that you were hit on the head by a car. Don't worry about amnesia." Ignoring what Yuanquan said, Xiaohui stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Yuanquan.

"Moshi Moshi? Who am I? Do you still recognize me?"

...

The serious face instantly turned into a dead fish eye. Yuanquan knocked on Xiaohui's head. As the latter covered her head and whispered "It hurts", she spoke helplessly: "You are Xiaohui, Xiang Huizi, how could I not recognize you?"

"Then what did you mean by saying this world is fake? Are you kidding me?" Xiao Hui raised her eyelids cautiously: "I thought you would stop playing these things after you left school."

"I'm not a chuunibana, this is all true!" Yuanquan held up Xiaohui's hands: "Xiaohui, what I said is true, and..."

"So if this world is fake, what about you?"

"I'm sure it's true."

"what about me?"

"You shouldn't be in this fake world, and neither should I, so..."

"What about this?" Xiaohui turned around, picked up the photo frame from the dressing table beside her, held it in both hands and placed it in front of Yuanquan, pointed at the photo in the frame, and spoke again: "Do you remember it?"

"Of course I remember, I..." He said this subconsciously, but Yuanquan's attention was soon attracted by the photo.

The young man was wearing a well-tailored suit, looking handsome, with a happy smile on his face. The girl in a white wedding gown beside him was leaning against the young man, making a scissors sign with one hand and resting her head slightly on the young man's arm.

The two people's bodies were pressed together, and their hands were tightly clasped together with no intention of loosening.

The moment this photo entered Yuanquan's eyes, his pupils contracted again and again, and he was shocked.

So much so that he couldn't help but reach out and take the photo, looking at it carefully.

"Then do you still remember our wedding?" Xiao Hui said carefully: "If you have lost your memory and forgot it, it doesn't matter. After all..."

"We...are married?" Reaching out his hand, caressing the moment of happiness captured in the photo, Yuanquan confirmed with an illusory and humble voice: "We...are married?"

"You really forgot. Now... it really hurts my brain." Xiaohui held her forehead helplessly. Although this matter had been expected, but now thinking about it, she always felt that it would be very troublesome.

"Get married...ha...get married..." Pulling out a chair and sitting on it, Yuanquan just looked at the photos. Emotion and reason collided again at this time.

This is the dream world constructed by Zaki inside Eryuan's body. Here, Zaki gives Eryuan unimaginable beauty.

That is called the source, the happiness that both the original source and the second source eternally desire.

Because of this, Zaki constructed this world with the purpose of devouring the existence of the source.

Because what Zaki was targeting was the small happiness that the source could not let go of, could not obtain, and could not seek. This was something that the intellect had already noticed when it saw the photo... no, even when it woke up.

And this rationality is also prompting Yuanquan to wake up, and then find a way to leave this dream world and completely shatter this false world.

However, emotionally, the unfulfilled desire is satisfied at this moment, even if it is illusory, it is still nostalgic.

Knowing that it is wrong but still insisting on sinking into it, this is a thought that has flowed through everyone's heart.

That is, when he saw this photo, Yuanquan knew that, because he and Eryuan were originally one person, his arrival made the concepts of him and Eryuan overlap, and the two people became one person.

So in this dream world, the beautiful dream that Eryuan had experienced before and in which he was immersed, now it is his turn to experience.

So now he is both the original source and the second source.

And everything in this dream world is the happiness that Eryuan desires most in his heart but cannot obtain.

That is to say...

"Xiaohui, I am the source."

Xiaohui did not answer, but looked at Yuanquan with pity.

"Oh no, I just remembered who I am..."

"No, what I mean is... I'm not the Yuanquan you know, but I'm also Yuanquan. I also have a Xiaohui, and I... and..." After explaining for a long time, seeing Xiaohui's increasingly confused look, Yuanquan sighed and decided to give up.

"Forget it, I really have lost my memory."

"Can you tell me what happened to me?" Since this is the happy world that Eryuan wants but cannot obtain, and he is also suppressed in this world, Yuanquan will definitely not be able to leave in a short time. So... it is better to find a way to separate Eryuan's concept from him.

He also needs to figure out what the situation is between Zaki and Eryuan.

Is it one mind and one body, or... a complete fusion.

"Well, I'll start from when we were kids..."

"I remember everything from my childhood." Yuanquan interrupted Saori and after thinking for a while, he said, "Let's start from when the alien beasts came."

"I want to see how what he's been through is different from what I've been through."

There is no way to know this just by relying on Xiaohui's narration, because what Xiaohui said is only news from this fake world.

But this is enough.

Because the origin has experienced the same despair. That is to say, in comparison, the more beautiful this false world is, the more despair Eryuan once felt.

In the world of origin, there is still light fighting for hope.

And in Eryuan's world, it is very likely that from the very beginning, there was endless despair.

But all of this is just Source’s own guess. The specific answers are within this false world.

……

Zaias brought a powerful army, which greatly eased the tension on the cosmic battlefield.

And he himself is very powerful.

After knocking Etaruga away and forcing it to be unable to stop Zero, Zaas and Max fought Shadow Orb together.

But it is not quite right to say that they were fighting together, because Shadow Orb has never been outnumbered.

He can summon a companion by swiping a card at random, and this card swiping mechanism seems to have no upper limit.

As the fight went on, Zaias and Max suddenly realized that they were being beaten up.

And Zero took on the heavy responsibility, speeding all the way, breaking out from the edge of the battlefield and heading straight for the dark vortex.

(End of this chapter)