Ultra Fighting Legend.

Chapter 439 How can I prove that my dream is really my dream?

"Wake up, wake up quickly." A woman's voice came to his ears, and Yuanquan woke up from his sleep. His mind was still a little unclear. It took a long time for his IQ to regain the upper hand.

After seeing clearly that it was Lingzi who shook him awake, he began to question.

"Reiko? Why are you here shaking me instead of accompanying Fujimiya?"

"Wake up, there's someone here, that guy, Takayama, I'm here in my dream! Fujimiya asked me to find you!" Reiko's expression was very nervous, which made Yuanquan realize that something was wrong.

If it was Gamu Takayama, why was Reiko so panicked?
And there was no way Fujimiya would let Reiko come to him.

In other words... that was not my dream, but Claude with the same face as in my dream.

Yuanquan opened the car door and the scent of the sea filled his nostrils. It turned out that during the time he was asleep, the conversation between Reiko and Fujimiya had developed to the level of a date at the beach.

Even Fujimiya's dead heart seemed to be brought back to life by Reiko's words.

People who have maxed out their skills in talking have terrifying talents in this area, and Fujimiya has the natural talent of a weak girl. In the original story, any girl can see through Fujimiya's inner thoughts.

With such a passive ability, Fujimiya is worthy of being killed by Reiko.

His heart, which had just become more active, seemed to be noticed by someone. Fujimiya noticed the gaze coming from afar. Against the backdrop of the person gradually approaching from the gloomy coastline, Fujimiya recognized the identity of the person.

But precisely because he recognized him, he wasn't sure who this guy was.

Is this my dream?

Or Claude?
Having lost the light of Aguru, Fujimiya also lost the ability to sense the light of the earth on Memeng's body. He had no idea who the guy slowly walking towards him was.

This is also the reason why Fujimiya asked Reiko to find someone who was sleeping in the car.

He has no way to deal with Claude now, but in the car, are sleeping the current guardians of the earth.

"Stop there. Are you My Dream or Claude?" Fujimiya raised his hand and spread out his five fingers, letting My Dream, whose identity he was unsure of, stop there.

"Of course I am I Meng? Fujimiya, where have you been all this time? I have been looking for you worriedly." I am not wearing the xIG combat uniform. Now I Meng has lost his position as xIG's chief technical consultant because he is wanted. Now he is one of the unemployed vagrants who have stopped working and are waiting at home.

Of course, to put it bluntly, he is still a wanted criminal...

"You said you are my dream? Where is the evidence? How are you going to prove that you are my dream?" Fujimiya would not be fooled. The moment he was shocked by Claude's face that was exactly the same as my dream, he ended up with the current result.

No matter what he said, he would never trust others easily.

My dream:? ? ?
No, what kind of philosophical question is this? I want to prove why I am who I am?
What? Do I need proof?

No, who in this world can prove that I am myself?

Wo Meng seemed particularly confused. He had no idea what Fujimiya was talking about, nor did he know what this idea that suddenly came up with was.

He just followed the coordinates given by the commander of the stone chamber and found his way here. Is this hard to understand?
"Wait a minute, let me think about what I should say..." After thinking for a long time, I couldn't think of how to prove myself, so I could only ask tentatively: "Well... we met a few years ago, and you ignored me, does this count?"

"It's nothing. Who in Alchemy Star doesn't know about this?" Fujimiya asked sternly, "Are you my dream or not?"

"Then how do you tell me to prove that I am I Meng?" I Meng was also annoyed and asked with his neck stiff, "If you ask me a question and I can't answer it, then I am not me!"

"Who is the guardian of the sky?"

"Boss Yuan!" The question was simple and direct, and the answer was crisp and clear. This kind of question and answer made Fujimiya immediately understand that the dream in front of him was indeed the dream.

Fujimiya clearly remembered that when Claude captured him, he was forcing him to tell him about the Guardian of the Sky. In other words, Claude didn't know who the human body of Nexus was.

So when asking this question, if the dream in front of me cannot answer or answers incorrectly, then it is definitely not my real dream!

But fortunately, My Meng finally proved himself and his identity.

"…I'm sorry, with that look on Claude's face, I really can't tell whether it's you or not." After confirming his identity, Fujimiya let down his guard.

I am in such a miserable state now that I have brought trouble upon myself. If I had not been trying to show off but was waiting to be with my dream, would the result be very different now?

"That guy Claude invaded the Geo base with my face on his head, damn it!" I didn't care about it, but God knows what bad things Claude did outside with that face on his head.

There's nothing wrong with Claude himself, but it's Gao Shan Wo Meng who has to take the blame!

"Really? It seems like something he would do. After all, he no longer considers himself an Earthling." Fujimiya couldn't imagine the existence of a traitor, as if he didn't understand Claude's choice at all.

What on earth does he want?
"That's normal. I've encountered such beings before. They betrayed the trust of their friends and the trust of their comrades who entrusted their lives to them, and embarked on a path of living only for themselves." The voice of the source sounded from the side, and the three guardians of the earth (Fujimiya:?) gathered together again.

"Boss, have you encountered this before?" I asked anxiously, "Who is that guy? Is there anyone on Earth who has joined the Destruction Summoning Body besides Claude?"

"Don't worry, it's not the Destruction Summoning Body, but another kind of existence." As he said this, Yuanquan seemed to recall in his mind what Jinghu had done in the past.

The armory was destroyed by that guy who transformed into Faust, resulting in the defeat of the front line against the alien beasts.

If Long had not transformed into Nexus, the battle line would have collapsed and humanity would have been doomed long ago.

“No matter what the reason is, abandoning the Earth and abandoning humanity is an unforgivable act. Even if there are excusable circumstances, they must be ruthlessly eliminated.” Understanding is understanding, but the actions of the hands will not stop. Even if tears of empathy are shed, a fatal blow must be released.

After all, it is not easy for him, but is it easy for the billions of lives in that extinct world?

"But if Claude is not here, then where would he be?" Fujimiya asked.

"Who said Claude isn't here?" Yuanquan glanced behind him and sneered, "Isn't he always here?"

"He even called me over."

Yuanquan turned around and looked at Reiko, who was some distance away from them with her head lowered, and said softly, "Right, Claude."

"What!" Fujimiya and Kamen were startled at the same time and cast horrified glances at Reiko.

"I never thought that the guy who would inherit the light of the sky would be an ordinary grocery store owner." Reiko showed a strange smile on her face, and then as her whole body twisted and changed, Reiko's image disappeared, and was replaced by Claude's original appearance.

He is German.

"I have long heard of your great name, the guardian of the sky, the last line of defense of the earth, Ultraman Nexus." Claude bowed slightly, still with that calm smile on his face. "Things have come to the end. I think the relationship between us can be eased a little."

"Ease? Are you feeling guilty and want to come here to report the Destruction Summoning Body?" Yuanquan said with a sneer.

"No, I'm here to let you feel the power of the Body of Destruction so that you will give up your resistance." Claude spread his hands, as if to cooperate with him. The dark clouds above his head were wrapped in the wind, forming a tangled funnel-shaped vortex.

At that point in the center, the brewing wormhole is slowly opening.

(End of this chapter)