As Leonix, I just want to play badly

Dongfang Su's mouth twitched. Judging from how hard she had dealt with Da Gu just now, the others probably didn't feel well either.

Now it seems that Qijiela's pollen is only effective for Earthlings. Could there be some other tricks?

Dongfang Su pointed to the Qijiela flower in the storage box and said, "Harlan, can you study its pollen and find an antidote?"

Harlan lowered his head in thought, looking embarrassed. After a while, he said, "It's a bit difficult. After all, this is not my area of ​​expertise, but there may be a way to dig a well."

Dongfang Su nodded. This request was indeed difficult for her. Digging a well would not wake up for a while. In this case, she could only choose to uproot Qijiela.

After instructing Harlan to take care of everyone, Dongfang Su also rushed to the battlefield between Tiga and Qijiela.

As night fell, as the effect of Qijiela's pollen weakened, everyone in the base gradually woke up.

Dijing opened his eyes in a daze, and felt a pain all over his body, as if he had fallen from a height of several meters.

Just when he wanted to move his body, he was suddenly stunned, because he didn't know who had tied him to the load-bearing column with a rope, and the same was true for Zongfang and Xincheng beside him.

Not only them, but many staff members in the base were also like this.

"What is going on?"

He now had only one thought in his mind, that is, the base was invaded.

"What are you arguing about?" Xincheng said sleepily.

"What's going on, who did it? Where are my clothes?"

"Help!"

...

The night enveloped the earth, and Qi Jiela's skin was covered with hard bark, flashing a deep green light.

The body was towering into the sky, and three huge vine tentacles were swaying in the darkness. The golden buds were about to bloom. As long as the first ray of morning light came tomorrow, the world would fall completely under its rule.

The streets were no longer as lively as before, and the air was filled with decadence after the madness. After the illusion returned to reality, people even fought for a seraphic lily that looked like Zijera growing in the grass.

As soon as Tiga appeared, he took a fighting stance towards Zijera, and his two goose egg-sized milky white eyes seemed to be the only hope left in the endless darkness.

Dongfang Su stood alone on a tall building with his hands behind his back, observing the battle all the time.

Zijera felt Tiga's hostility, and three nearly 100-meter-long vines kept waving in front of him to guard against Tiga's attack.

Just as Tiga was about to take action, a loud noise forced him to stop, and he looked at the tens of thousands of people under his feet in disbelief.

Looking at the people under his feet, Tiga was at a loss for a moment.

They all stood in front of Tiga, clasped their hands together, and kept begging Tiga not to destroy Zijera.

"No, Tiga, don't destroy Qijiela."

"That's our Qijiela."

"Tiga, don't."

There were even many people in the crowd who, regardless of the danger to their lives, ran to Qijiela step by step, abandoned their dignity, and knelt in front of it, hoping to get Qijiela's pollen again.

Qijiela's pollen is like a drug to these people. As long as they get a little bit of it, they will be immersed in the so-called beautiful dream and can never quit.

Real life is always a little unsatisfactory, but dreams are not. Everything will be according to one's own wishes. Without the constraints of morality and law, one's ideals and wishes will all be realized.

Just for such an illusory thing, humans are willing to be enemies with their guardians and protect things that are going to destroy themselves. This scene is so ironic.

Dongfang Su's face is also solemn. Only by experiencing it personally can you realize the terrible impact of Qijiela on humans.

Lu Ke came to Dongfang Su at some point, looking at the scene in the distance with a smile, and said: "There were some poor people in the super ancient times who tried to do the same thing, but the result was still the same."

"The desire in the human heart is deeper than the roots of Qijiela."

Dongfang Su glanced at him and said coldly: "Oh, really?"

Luke looked again and was stunned. He saw Tiga jump lightly, cross the crowd, and then chop the flower bud of Qijiela with a knife, sparks flying.

At the same time, Qijiela let out a shrill roar, and the vines kept greeting Tiga, but without exception, he dodged them with his agile body.

Zijiela is fundamentally a plant, rooted in the ground, and his body cannot be as agile as Tiga, so he can only passively stick in place and passively defend.

This is not the end. Tiga sometimes jumped over and sometimes rolled. While dodging, a variety of light blades, light bullets, and light skills continued to bombard Zijera's flower buds.

Sparks bloomed from Zijera's body, and roars were endless.

Luke widened his eyes, looked at this scene in disbelief, and murmured: "You are the first Ultraman of Light to interfere with human choices, Tiga."

In his opinion, the basis of the existence of the giant of light is the light in the hearts of humans. Once abandoned by humans, the light will lose its source of power and naturally cease to exist.

But the existence of Da Gu really exceeded his cognition.

Although Zijera is a plant, he still has a certain brain. Seeing that his vine whip can't do anything to Tiga, he seized the opportunity and took advantage of Tiga's rolling in the air. The huge flower bud immediately opened and sprayed all the stored pollen on Tiga's face.

"Boom."

Tiga couldn't dodge and fell heavily to the ground.

The situation immediately reversed. Qi Jiela used a tentacle to wrap around Tiga's ankle and lifted him up. The other two vine whips were not idle either, attacking from front and back, and whipping Tiga continuously.

"Snap, sizzle..."

Sparks flew everywhere, Tiga's body kept twitching, and Da Gu was not feeling well either. As a human body, he would also feel the pain that Ultraman suffered.

Qi Jiela didn't give Tiga any chance to resist. One tentacle tightly strangled Tiga's neck to prevent him from breaking free, and the remaining vines whipped Tiga's chest fiercely.

After a while, the timer on his chest began to flash red.

Lu Ke looked at this scene, as if he had expected it. He shook his head and said, "After 30 million years, the earth still hasn't escaped from this terrible death curse."

"That's not necessarily true." Dongfang Su looked up at the night sky with a firm look.

Then, in front of Lu Ke's astonished eyes, he slowly took out the Dark Spark Prism. Under the moonlight, every outline was clearly visible, as if it was covered with a layer of silver yarn, emitting a mysterious light.

Feeling the familiar breath coming from the Dark Light Rod, Lu Ke couldn't help but step back several steps.