Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

Fortunately, this was just an illusion. They could feel that they seemed to have completely merged with other people and turned into a giant.

But in fact, one can still clearly feel the presence of other people, and they have not really gathered into one person.

There were no scenes that required everyone to be gathered together. No one seemed to be wearing any clothes. On the contrary, everyone was covered in mosaics, with only their faces exposed.

Or it’s not a mosaic, it’s just that except for the face, everything else seems to be obscured by light, and only the light on the face is dimmer, so one can barely confirm the differences from other people.

Many people in high positions or in special departments want to explore what is going on inside this giant, but unfortunately there is only light here.

And gradually they discovered that although they could enjoy the giant's sight and perception at the same time, they seemed to be able to find their own lives in this light.

Everything beautiful is presented before them, and all dreams, except unrealistic ideas, are realized here.

Each of them seemed to have seen their own world, where——

All their regrets can be redeemed!

All their dreams can come true!

Their entire future can be guaranteed!

"So where will you, who are carrying everyone's dreams, go with their dreams?"

Matsumoto Akira simply stopped talking. If he didn't know that the other party would only stay for a week and would go back afterwards, he would have actually thought that the other party was planning to become a real behind-the-scenes boss in this world.

"This world is still dark, but at least before the light comes, I want to become a star in this world! To light their way home!"

Matsumoto Akira (secretly), realizing that Matsumoto Akira was going to act with him, smiled softly and waved the baton in his hand again.

Another hill was flattened, and many buildings in the entire shrine were completely reduced to ashes.

"Are you still not serious? If you continue, it will only be childish play! Is this kind of test really necessary for us?"

Matsumoto Akira stood in place. The huge trace was like the footprint of a devil, flattening the hill behind him, but he himself was standing there without any harm.

The countless people who were sucked into the giant's body were horrified. How strange the word "superhero" was! Hero!

"Ah, yes!"

“All creation is finished!”

"Fuck, you really sewed it! I was wondering why this robot looked familiar! It's ok to sew it, but you even expanded it!"

Matsumoto Akira called for support from Tom and Jerry without any hesitation. He really couldn't handle this big guy now.

Although nothing would happen to him because of the armor Tom made for him, he had no way to get rid of the opponent.

Soon Matsumoto Akira received a reply, and according to Tom's instructions, he pressed the side button of his armor. The next moment, the huge sword gradually solidified from being illusory.

The sword burning with flames, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, slowly fell to the ground, and even the sword itself was burning.

Matsumoto Akira slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the burning giant sword. The flames instantly spread from the sword to his body.

"Is it here? Look! The hero has revealed his true self! But hero, can the will of one person match that of ten thousand people?"

The grand rhythm sounded again along with the chanting tone, and the grand rhythm even turned into notes that were visible for a limited time, flowing towards the hero below like the Milky Way.

"This heart! This sword! They have become one!"

"Here, use this sword! Cut off the unrealistic dream!"

Matsumoto Akira suddenly raised his head and stared at the huge robot above him. The eyes in the mask flashed with a hot light, as dazzling as stars.

The next moment, the flames from the sword spread to his body, and a pair of huge wings grew out of his back, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

I have to say that Tom really has a good sense of aesthetics. Although the armor he made for Matsumoto Akira did not require such so-called wings, he still installed them on Matsumoto Akira. The pair of wings were like angel wings, adding a bit of sacredness to Matsumoto Akira.

Matsumoto Akira lowered his body slightly, looked at the rhythmic chasm flowing towards him from above, and then rushed up to the sky with a burst of energy.

"Skyfire——"

"Unsheath!!!"

A huge flame instantly spread out from the sword. Originally it was just an ordinary giant sword, but its surface was covered with flames and it suddenly spread into a super sword dozens of meters long.

There was a sound like glass breaking, and countless rhythmic notes were shattered and melted in an instant.

The enormous light and heat were so great that even the people integrated into the giant's body could feel it, and the emotion of fear spread instantly.

They looked at the figure of the hero flying towards them with a giant sword, as if the sword could chop them into pieces as well, just like the attack in all special effects dramas that cut off the villain's last obsession.

“So what is your philosophy?”

Many people asked this question in a trance. If they were ordinary villains, then doing evil would be their idea.

But the guy who brought them here now doesn't seem to simply want to do evil.

The giant sword with blazing flames seemed to be able to cut off the giant as well, but at this moment, a grand rhythm like a huge bell sounded again, blocking the burning flames outside.

"Without order, how can the weak be good?"

"Please cheer for this dream, all ideals will be realized in this dream!"

There seemed to be some mourning in the chanting voice, but then it became passionate and high-pitched again.

"Last Notice to You! Join This Glorious Chorus—"

"—to heaven!"

The grand melody instantly turned into an attack as dense as raindrops, covering everything in front.

Everyone felt as if some strong emotion was injected into their minds, and they wanted to continue moving forward along the predetermined path with all their heart.

Even though they knew that the person standing in front of them was the hero who came to save them, even though they knew they should not go on, they still couldn't help but dance to the music.

"Dreams are too beautiful, but reality is often not so beautiful. You who have trapped everyone in your dreams, are you the god who decides their future?"

Matsumoto Akira clenched the sword in his hand. The flame that spread from his sword to his body was as bright as the sun, dispelling all the darkness behind him.