Zongman: The post-2D era

"The Shadow Messenger's powers belong to Sakurada and some of King Jihad's abilities that he obtained from the Tower of God form his Shadow World."

His brows were still furrowed, but there was a determination in his eyes, as if no matter how great the difficulties were, he had the confidence to get through it with Yukino.

"We need two people to attack from both the shadow world and reality at the same time, otherwise..."

Time passed, Feng Feng sat on the sofa, seemingly unaware of the person coming behind him.

Xueno's heart moved, she quietly walked behind Fengfeng, stretched out her hands and covered his eyes.

"Guess who I am?" Yukino asked mischievously.

Feng Feng was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and held her hand: "Who else could it be except you?"

He turned around, his eyes gentle and deep, "What's wrong, why are you so naughty all of a sudden?"

Yukino smiled and didn't answer, but just leaned gently on his back, and their shadows intertwined under the light.

Feng Feng gently put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the report about the mysterious disappearance case on the TV screen again.

“People in utopias never die.”

He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the worries and uneasiness in his heart into his lungs and then dissolve them one by one.

"I'm going to go out to the underworld to look for missing persons."

He stood up and walked to the window. The night was as dark as ink, with only sporadic street lights embellishing the silent night.

"You go to sleep first!"

Feng Feng looked into the distance, with a determined light in his eyes.

We cannot just sit there and do nothing. Each of those missing people is an innocent life and a citizen of Utopia.

He turned and walked towards the door, his steps firm and powerful. The wind outside the door was a little cool, blowing his hair and clothes.

Feng Feng closed his eyes slightly, feeling the call from the night, as if it could tell him how to proceed.

Feng Feng walked slowly under the street lights. The night was like thick ink, gradually swallowing up the surrounding noise.

The shadows under the street lamps stretched out long, as if leading him into the depths of the unknown.

The lights of shops on both sides of the street have been turned off, only a few are still open, emitting dim lights.

Occasionally the wind blows, blowing up the fallen leaves on the roadside, making a rustling sound, breaking the silence of the night.

Feng Feng wrapped his coat tightly around him, feeling the chill of the night wind.

His steps were firm and powerful, and each step made a slight echo on the solid road.

His eyes revealed determination and resolve, as if he was ready to face all difficulties.

Feng Feng, standing under the street lamp, seems to be the guardian of this silent night, walking forward alone, looking for a ray of light.

Feng Feng continued to move forward in the night, and the scene before him gradually became hazy and unique.

The lights of the tall buildings appear soft and distant under the night sky, as if they were a landscape painting outlined in light ink.

However, a few brightly colored humans stand out in this painting.

They were wearing all kinds of costumes, some were red like fire, some were blue like the deep sea. Each one seemed like a fairy walking out of a painting, but with the air of human world.

Their laughter and conversations intertwined together, like the most beautiful melody in the night breeze, breaking the silence of the night.

Feng Feng stopped and his eyes were attracted by these colorful humans.

They are either standing or sitting, walking or stopping. Everyone is busy in his own world, yet blends into the night.

Their presence seemed to add some vitality and vigor to this black and white painting, making Feng Feng feel a little warmth as he walked forward alone.

Feng Feng thought to himself that these people didn't know they were dead, and glanced at these figures that seemed particularly vivid in the night one by one.

They were whispering or laughing, as if telling their own stories, and each story was filled with longing for home and yearning for freedom.

Feng Feng's heart was deeply touched. He knew that these were the missing people he had been looking for.

He approached them quietly, not wanting to break the silence.

I saw a woman in red spinning gently under the street light, her skirt dancing with her movements, like a blooming red flower in the night.

Feng Feng said softly, "Come back to my home in Utopia with me."

The woman seemed to have heard his call, stopped dancing, looked at Feng Feng, with a hint of surprise and joy in her eyes.

As the night grew darker, Feng Feng turned around and returned along the same path with those colorful figures.

Their footsteps echoed in the empty streets, accompanied by an indescribable eerie sound.

The sound seemed to come from deep underground, low and terrifying, as if countless pairs of eyes were spying on them in the darkness.

Feng Feng's heart tightened and he looked around, only to see that the shadows under the street lights suddenly became distorted and strange, as if something was stirring in the darkness.

Suddenly, a dark shadow passed under the streetlight, so fast that it was almost invisible. Then, sharp gnawing sounds were heard all around, as if a wild animal was biting its prey, but strangely, they did not see any attackers.

The night seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and the surrounding scenery gradually changed from black and white to colorful.

Feng Feng's heartbeat accelerated with the surge of colors. He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes firm and sharp.

Suddenly, the woman in red stopped, stood under a dim street light, turned around gently, and bowed gracefully to Feng Feng.

The red flowers on her skirt looked even brighter under the light, like a blooming flame. Then, the young man in blue and the girl in green...

Those colorful humans stopped one after another, and under their own lights, they bowed deeply to Feng Feng.

"Thank you, Lord of Utopia, for protecting our peace."

For a moment, it seemed as if a silent symphony was being performed on the street, with every color jumping and spinning under the lights, dancing to the wind.

Chapter 739 The Beginning That Both Parties Knew

Sunday, July 9

The shadows under the street lights were no longer distorted, but became clear and solemn, like ancient guardians, quietly guarding this strange ceremony.

Feng Feng took a deep breath and could feel the power of the underworld surging in his body. It was hope, warmth, and responsibility.

Feng Feng was walking home alone. Although he complained about the Shadow Messenger's cowardice in his heart, he was more looking forward to the warm harbor that was about to come.

When I opened the door, a familiar and warm atmosphere hit me.

Yukino sat against the wall, her head slightly lowered, her eyes mostly closed, as if she would fall into a deep sleep in the next second.

Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a few strands playfully sticking to her rosy cheeks.

She was holding an unfinished book in her hands, and the pages turned gently with her breathing, making a slight sound.

"The missing person has been confirmed to have returned, but the Shadow Messenger was not captured today?"

Feng Feng gently put down the backpack in his hand and walked towards Xue No quietly.

I squatted down and gently brushed the hair off her cheek. Looking at her sleepy eyes that kept opening and closing, I felt a warm feeling in my heart.

He called softly, "Yukino." His voice was full of tenderness and love.

Yukino tried hard to open her eyes, with a gleam of sleepiness and a hint of tenderness in them.

Seeing Feng Feng so close, he sighed in his heart: This wooden man has become gentle.

Feng Feng smiled slightly, gently placed a colorful gem in his hand in hers, and said softly:

"This is a miracle I encountered on the road today. I think it can protect you."

The gem shone with charming light in Yukino's hand, as if it contained endless secrets.

"The power of the Shadow Messenger can make you sink into your own shadow and be used by him. The gem can protect you."

Yukino stared at the gem, her eyes full of curiosity and anticipation. She seemed to be able to see herself sinking into the shadow and catching the Shadow Messenger together with Fengfeng.

Feng Feng carefully picked up the sleepy Princess Xueno, fearing to disturb her dream.

He walked quietly through the living room, came to the door, and gently closed the door, blocking out all the noise from the outside world.

The moonlight is like water, pouring into the house through the half-open window, adding a bit of tenderness to this quiet night.

Feng Feng walked steadily in the faint moonlight, afraid of stepping on something and waking up Xueno.

The bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Feng Feng placed Xue Noi on the soft bed.

Tuck her in gently to make sure she doesn't catch a cold.

Then, he sat by the bed, quietly looking at Yukino's sleeping face, his heart filled with peace and satisfaction.

The moonlight spread on Yukino's body like a fine gauze, and her shadow changed quietly on the wall.

The originally still outline began to move slowly, as if life was quietly awakening.

As Feng Feng stared, the shadow gradually twisted, became clearer and clearer, and finally solidified into the image of a man in a cloak.

The cloaked man was tall and slender, wearing a wide hood that completely concealed his face in shadow.

He stood quietly in Yukino's shadow, as if blending into the wall. Only the slightly rippling cloak and eyes flickering in the moonlight revealed his presence.

"It's a wise move. I am using Yukinoshita Yukino to come. If you destroy me, she will definitely die."

The cloaked man lowered his head slightly, as if staring at the sleeping Yukino. His eyes flashed with complex light, showing both desire for prey and curiosity about the unknown.

"The petrification curse formed by Asai Megumi and his wife and 100,000 esper users in Sakurada turned out like this?"

Feng Feng's eyes seemed unusually firm in the moonlight. The cloaked man who appeared quietly, his eyes full of vigilance and hostility, seemed to have never noticed the strange figure.

He lowered his head and gently stroked Yukino's face. The originally delicate skin now began to glow with a faint jade-like luster, as if covered by a layer of warm jade.

His fingers slid across the jade-like skin, bringing a slight coolness.

Feng Feng's heart was filled with an indescribable anger, and his voice was low and firm: "Xue Nao, I will not forgive. No matter who dares to hurt you, I will make him pay the price."

The moonlight shone on his face, reflecting the determined light in his eyes.

He held Yukino's hand tightly, as if conveying a silent power.

He couldn't just sit there and do nothing, he had to protect Yukino, the woman he loved so much.

When the cloaked man heard Feng Feng's oath, he turned his head and let out a low and mocking laugh.

The laughter echoed in the quiet night, like a cold knife cutting through the water, making people shudder.

"What can you do to me, Feng Feng? I should call you the Lord of Utopia."