A review of famous iron collapse scenes, starting with gold dust

Chapter 103 Because, we will eventually wake up from the dream
Shenzhuri raised his baton and lightly tapped it. Several notes fell from the sky and hit the train set. "If you have any opinions, please prove them to me."

The God Lord becomes stronger and stronger as the battle goes on.

The members of the Oak family seemed to have become his orchestra, and every time he waved his baton, countless notes hit the train set.

"If dreams are no different from reality, can they still be called false?"

"I will create paradise again with the command of perfect music."

[Firefly: If dreams are no different from reality, they are still false, because they are still a form of escape.]

[Blade: Hotaru, I didn't expect you to have changed so much in Pinocchio. ]

[Liu Ying: Here, I saw the will to explore, which is the power of change, and it also strengthened my hesitant choice. ]

[Blade: Very good, I am very happy that you got what you wanted. ]

[Liu Ying: I am also very happy, and will face the upcoming third death. ]

[March 7: By the way, what exactly is the fireworks bomb? Why hasn't it exploded yet? ]

[Firefly: Wait quietly, the show will begin! ]

A huge amount of musical notes pressed the train set hard to the ground.

At this moment, there are already countless meteors flying across the sky.

At this moment, a cool song sounded.

The power of harmony exploded in the robin, forming a huge stage, and her singing resounded throughout Pinocchio at this moment.

"It seems that in the symphony of order, another voice has appeared. Pinocchio's first and last dissonance."

[Xing: They are all pioneering, hahahaha. ]

[Hua Huo: It feels like there are pioneers everywhere. No, it's because pioneers like to run around everywhere.]

Above the sky, a huge train shadow flew towards the stage at the call of the singing.

Walter: "People imprisoned by beautiful dreams are awakening for freedom."

The train rushed into the Pinocchio Theater and collided violently with the Sunday of God.

Sunday was traumatized and nearly collapsed.

The robin gently advised: "Brother, you heard what people said. This is not the paradise they hoped for."

Sunday looked up and heard a divine voice: "But they still don't know where to go, so I have to be the only star in the sky to guide them."

[Liu Ying: This is not a guide at all.]

[March 7: Imprisonment and guidance have nothing to do with each other, right?]

[Jizi: Depriving the other party of their freedom, is it guidance or an order? ]

【Qingque: I don’t think it has anything to do with guidance.】

The robin whispered, "Even if where that star is, there is an eternally lonely night?"

Sunday slowly replied: "If you and I were never alone, how could we embark on a path that was drifting further and further apart?"

"Let's end this last conversation here."

The notes on the stage rose up and formed a huge sphere in the air, and then the ball of light burst into shining white light.

"All the work of creation is finished, and the day has come, the embryo of philosophy, to reshape the world for me."

When the white light faded, the original Qi Xiang division was gone, replaced by a huge human face with tears in the corners of his eyes, as if he was feeling compassion.

"If your paradise can save more people, then cut off my path with your own hands."

【Topa: Looks pretty good. 】

"On the first day, truth is granted."

"On the second day, I will give you the calendar." "On the third day, I will give you speech."

"On the fourth day, granting value."

"On the fifth day, give the rules."

Every time the sound is heard, the body of the philosophical fetus will become more stretched, and the power in its body will become stronger.

Sanyueqi said worriedly, "It seems like something big is coming."

But it still can't be stopped.

"The sixth day, giving meaning."

Sunday's high voice sounded: "Dead Star God, I pay tribute to you. It is not you who created all things, but man who recreated you."

"On the seventh day, give dignity."

[Bluebird: This is the story of order told on Sunday.]

【Xing: There are many fabricated parts. 】

Above the sky, a huge star gate opened, and a giant palm covered with starlight fell towards the opera house from the depths of the star gate.

Sunday's fingers also stretched high towards the sky to welcome that hand.

"Use your divine body to lay the foundation for our paradise!"

When the two hands collided, a horrific shock wave and explosion erupted from them, severely injuring all the people on the train crew.

Robin: "True happiness should be all things that still stand tall in the face of nothingness. That is the true way of life for a person."

Time and again, the train crew summoned train crashes.

Mockingbird: "Brother, human weakness cannot be redeemed by others!"

Jizi: "Let me show you the faith of the weak!"

March 7: "Even if the future is full of pain, we will never escape!"

Dan Heng: "You are a noble man, don't be bound by the past!"

Under the impact of the Trail Blazers train, Sunday finally fell down powerlessly.

He used up his last bit of strength to ask: "So, why is life sleeping?"

【Jizi: Finally, it comes back to this question. 】

【Mockingbird: This is exactly the difference between order and development. 】

[Gold Dust: We have all gained our own answers. ]

[Bronya: These contents can be included in textbooks and taught to the children of Beloberg.]

[Xing: Plant a pioneering dream in the children? That’s a good idea.]

Xing's eyes were determined: "Because, one day..."

The scene flashes past the people of Pinocchio.

Hanabi slumped in the corner and slowly opened her eyes.

People helped each other and got back on their feet.

Doctor Truth held the railing and looked towards the Pinocchio Theater.

The Black Swan turned slowly.

Xing took a step forward, his eyes extremely determined: "Because, one day...we will wake up from this dream."

(End of this chapter)