The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

Countless twisted tree roots began to entangle the old man who loved craftsmanship, and in an instant, they shredded him, leaving him with only his head.

At this moment, boundless rage almost overwhelmed Brinton's mind; nothing could be more infuriating than his "white moonlight" betraying him.

"Why? Elder Luo?" he almost roared, "Aren't we the same kind of people?"

"The same kind of people? No, no, no. Although I'm a pessimist, I've never disliked beautiful fantasies and hopes. I like writing tragedies simply because my era had just experienced an economic crisis, and the whole society was pessimistic. Tragedies sold well; people needed to eat, after all." The old man's head, who loved crafts, chuckled and added again.

"By the way, my name isn't Lovecraft, it's Randolph Carter, and I'm just a legendary investigator in the Cthulhu universe."

At this moment, the evil spirit revealed his true name. He was not the progenitor of Cthulhu, but merely an ordinary legendary investigator from the Cthulhu novels. His head looked down upon the countless twisted human souls within the entire Chijera.

"Now, I declare that you are all free, and you shall live well! Fly, birds!" said the old man who loves crafts... no, now we should call him Randolph Carter.

Brinton's pupils contracted again.

But he managed to calm himself down.

Even if an unexpected counterfeit hero appeared, even if Elder Luo betrayed him.

But everything is still under control. Old Luo's virus only caused a little trouble and caused many people in Qi Jiela's body to wake up after being infected.

but……

"Who will listen to you? Even if they regain consciousness, they'll just be caged birds trapped in this world forever!" Brinton sneered at the person opposite him. "Bound by learning, bound by work, bound by debt, when have they ever had any freedom? Now it's just my turn to bind them. Will the lambs listen to me and rebel?"

We are born into this world as puppets, controlled by our parents in childhood, by our studies in adolescence, by our work in youth, and by our debts in old age…

They were born into a prison of hell, so how could they have ever resisted?

But Randolph Carter laughed, and the next moment, he looked at Brinton with disdain: "You have underestimated human nature, and you have also underestimated the impact of real, imagined heroes."

Do you know how many people in this world actually know this giant?

"72 million!"

"So, do you understand now?" Even with only his head remaining, Randolph Carter continued to mock the person opposite him.

"Even if it's 72 billion, so what?" Brinton retorted angrily.

However, the next moment, Brinton sensed something was wrong, because an unparalleled "pain" came from the entire body of Zijera. The bacteriophage began to spread in the body of this ancient plant, and even spread throughout its entire body!

"I forgot to tell you, I was just chatting with you to spread my cells throughout the entire plant," Old Master Randolph Carter said with a smile, revealing his final, insidious plan. "I've been injected with bacteriophages, and I've even controlled every cell to protect them perfectly."

"I'm a perfect 'biochemical bomb,' just waiting for someone to absorb me!"

"You...you!" Brinton couldn't believe it...why was it like this...

"This is my last plan, Xue Dinglu! The rest is up to you!"

……

Light shone on the earth, and the rotating halo sliced ​​apart the gigantic evil spirits that surrounded them.

"Does it require the prayers of at least 43 billion people?" Xue Dinglu smiled, recalling the advice from the World Consciousness.

He lowered his head and looked at the 12-year-old girl in his arms. Her eyes were fixed on him, who was shining brightly. She no longer aged and did not even need the transfer of the cursed blood.

But at this moment, Xue Lude gently lowered his head and said, "Hermin, thank you world for bringing us together!"

After saying that, Xue Dinglu kissed her forehead, leaving the little girl stunned.

Through Alaye Hermin's concept of "human collective unconsciousness," Xue's Law conveyed all his current desires, dreams, and brilliance to all "people" in the world!

In an instant, endless light responded to him. It was the heartfelt prayers and blessings from everyone who witnessed that light that he absorbed into his body!

30 billion!

35 billion!

40 billion!

45 billion!

……

"How is this possible, you numb bunch of idiots? Do you really dare to go back to that hellish prison of society?" Brinton roared, looking at the countless souls emitting a faint glow.

However, no one paid any attention to him.

A large number of children in school uniforms were the first to raise their hands. Their faces no longer showed the numbness and pain they had when studying, but instead burst forth with unparalleled vitality and passion.

They seemed to cheer, shouting, "It's light! It's light!"

"I want to become light!"

"I'm going to watch TV."

"But I still have classes on weekends..."

"Don't worry about having fun. It's not illegal to rest on the weekend."

The children were laughing and talking. They had put away the stimulants and "smart drugs," and their textbooks and "strive for higher education" notes. Like the rising sun, they didn't not want to study; they just wanted some time to themselves on the weekend.

Next came the working adults, who took off their ties, threw away their pay cards, and opened their arms as if embracing freedom.

And finally, even those middle-aged or elderly people who were in a daze, they all moved forward slowly, without ever looking back.

They simply saw that luminous figure appear, and they abandoned all their suffering, exhaustion, and difficulties, joining hands and striding towards the light. They seemed to be singing "Take Me Higher," and no one asked why.

[Towards the distant future]

[If you can't see the wind today, stand facing the earth and let go of everything.]

I want to take you with me, to fly even higher.

Go, take my dreams with you, and fly higher!

Fly to where spring is in full bloom, fly to where poetry and distant places reside.

Everyone proved Brindton wrong through their actions. After Alaye Hermin's connection was passed on to everyone, they remembered everything from their childhood, remembered their dreams, dropped all their burdens, sang "Take Me Higher," and headed towards a future of poetry and distant horizons.

They held hands, sang songs, and played harmonicas, their figures disappearing into this hellish place.

The entire Chijera began to emit a faint light, and the sound of children's songs echoed within, like the rising sun. All the caged birds broke free from their cages, just like in the song, carrying their dreams and flying higher.

Everyone unconditionally trusted the light, and no one asked why.

"Why?" Brinton roared. "What can they do after they return to the world? They're dead! If they leave, their souls will immediately dissipate, but here they are immortal, ultimate beings! Why? Tell me why? Why would they trust that false luminous being?"

“Birds are destined to fly, Brington. Cages aren't everything to them. Since the Cretaceous period, they've broken free from the earth's constraints, soaring freely in the sky. Some birds you can never cage.” Old Master Randolph Carter looked at the souls that had transformed into light, and he smiled as he spoke.

"Look, the birds are flying."

Chapter 199 Watch more tokusatsu, Old Deng!

"To hell with freedom! When have you ever been free? I have granted you eternal life and the right to explore the stars, and this is the answer you give me: that you will die immediately if you leave me? Answer me!" Brinton roared.

However, not a single soul paid him any attention. Of these 52 billion souls, countless people slowly transformed into light, like caged birds flying out of their cages, heading towards their ocean, their spring blossoms, and their poetry and distant horizons.

“You’ve already lost, Brinton,” Randolph Carter continued his barrage of attacks.

"Shut up!"

“Look at you, so impatient. When you presumptuously regard others as ‘values,’ you’ve already lost. Because you’ve never truly lowered your head to observe them, to observe those you’ve always looked down upon.”

"Then what do you know?"

Randolph Carter smiled and said proudly, "I have been hungry, cold, and rained on. I have also been destitute. I have seen the ugliest side of mankind and witnessed its most beautiful side. Human beings are such individuals. They are ugly and evil, but also beautiful and bright, full of hope and freedom. They are such complex creatures. You can never understand them if you only see one side of them."

"Hehe, hahahaha!" Brinton laughed, a loud, maniacal laugh, like a madman.

"In the end, it's just that false brilliance that gives these people unnecessary confidence," Brinton's manic voice rang out.

"Since that's the case, then I'll destroy it! I'll show you how foolish it is to believe in fakes!"

The thousand-meter-tall tree was uprooted, branching out and revealing a giant flower bud. At the very center of that bud, a terrifying eyeball seemed to grow, with endless energy condensing on it and a violent death ray emanating from it.

……

"A counter-wave?" Xue Lude smiled in the light.

He put Hermin down and looked at the old ghost. The old man and the little girl both had the most innocent smiles on their faces, as if they had found contentment in life.

Xue Dinglu also smiled. He reached out, grabbing Hermin with his left hand and the old ghost with his right.

A little girl, a boy, and an old man all simultaneously adopted that familiar starting stance.

On the shore, the giant of light stretched out his hand, striking the same pose that brought tears to everyone's eyes on the screen.

Combat power is still soaring!

"60 million!"

……

The surge in prayers at that moment even astonished the world's consciousness.

Meanwhile, on the shores of Boston, Cowboy Howard echoed the same sentiment.

"How is this possible?" Because from their perspective, the light was emanating from the monster opposite them!

"The final line of defense has been successfully completed!" The old mystic Austin smiled, looking at the giant in the ritual, a smirk playing on his lips.

“To the Brilliant Spell… I understand, I understand everything. Damn, old man, you really know how to hide things. I thought this was just your last desperate spell. So you had already figured this out all along?” Annabelle said, giving the old mystic next to her a hard elbow strike.

From their perspective, at this moment, the giant of light assumed the standard starting stance.

"Why do so many people trust this radiant giant unconditionally after only meeting him for the first time?"

Howard the Cowboy looked at the terrifying death ray gathering in the distance. Even across the sea, he felt as if his corneas were about to be blinded by the escaping energy.

This attack, even in its charging phase, surpassed the Star-Burning World-Destroying Cannon that was said to be able to incinerate the entire continent. It was an attack akin to the primitive meteorite that crashed into the Gulf of Mexico millions of years ago and wiped out the dinosaurs.

This level of power is something that even all of humanity's nuclear weapons combined cannot match, right?

Will it win?

"How can you defend against an attack of this magnitude? There's no way you can win, okay?"

However, before he could finish speaking, the evil spirit Annabelle he had summoned delivered a powerful elbow strike to his lower abdomen, almost making him vomit his dinner from the night before: "What do you mean you can't win at all?"

Austin smiled and explained to him, "Don't worry, Howard, we won't lose, at least not on Earth..."

The evil spirit Annabelle chimed in, "Yes, yes, light can never be defeated. Haven't you figured out why old Austin spent so much time and effort setting up this spell called 'To Glory'? Think about the principle behind this spell, you idiot!"

"The principle behind its brilliance is the concept that the guardians representing Earth will inevitably defeat the alien invaders... Wait a minute, this thing can represent Earth? The other side is aliens? Isn't that backwards?"

"what?"

Howard asked, puzzled, his face showing only a blank expression.

Why did he feel so out of place among everyone around him after only a few days? What exactly was that tokusatsu drama? It even made Annabelle, the little witch he summoned, betray him.

"It's exhausting trying to explain the invincible concepts of love and justice to this guy whose mind is completely consumed by women," Annabelle said, looking up at the light with a longing expression.

"Wow, I've always thought that if there really were a man like Daigo in the world, I'd be willing to throw myself at him..."

Just then, the evil spirit began to emit a faint light. To Howard's utter bewilderment, the evil spirit, representing the "doll," actually laughed in the light: "But now, I've discovered that there really are such creatures in the world!"

A beam of light rose from the depths of the sky, ascending upwards like a shooting star flying in reverse.

"what?"

Howard's mouth gaped open. He never dreamed that the evil spirit he had summoned would turn into a fangirl of a tokusatsu drama and even become light in front of him? If there weren't other people around, he would have liked to slap himself to see if he was still in his right mind.

"This was actually just an old man's purest heroic fantasy for the children, but now it may have become a reality," the girl named Yu Xiaoniao explained.

Then, she slowly emitted light and rose into the air.

"Huh?" Howard was even more confused, and at this moment he just wanted to roar like a groundhog.

"Really..." Aunt scratched her head, "Just like before, always making things I don't understand, but it doesn't matter anymore."

Circe transformed into light rising into the sky.

"Huh???" Howard was completely dumbfounded.

Now, only he and the old mystic Austin remained in the entire ceremony. Fortunately, he had his teacher with him.

But when he turned his head, he saw that old Austin was also slowly emitting light.

This male prostitute mystic finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Looking at Howard, Austin smiled like an aunt: "The core of mysticism is 'consensus'."

"Just like how people think of collapse when they see the Twin Towers, crash when they see a helicopter, and wild ideas when they see a convertible..." The old man smiled calmly as he explained to the bewildered male escort.