When Nanke was in the Ultraman state, he didn't feel anything good about it. At most, he just felt that the monster looked a little ugly and disgusting.
But not after he released his transformation.
The whole world seemed different. Endless chaos and madness seemed to be rushing towards him. The night sky without a single star suddenly opened its ferocious mouth, and countless invisible monsters were heading straight towards him.
He came. The hateful, strange, and strangely familiar feeling came to him.
Although his human body was blessed by Ultra power, he was not an ordinary person after all. His spirit felt slightly nauseated and uncomfortable, as if he had been on a long-distance bus for a long time.
But Wilson's body couldn't bear it at all.
Nanke fell to his knees uncontrollably, his legs and arms unable to support his body, his face turned frighteningly red, his stomach spasmed and twitched, he kept retching, and liquid mixed with stomach acid passed through his throat.
It corrodes the mouth.
Even if he didn't, his tears and nose would flow uncontrollably.
What made him even more unexpected was that Professor Wilson himself, deep in his consciousness, was gibbering crazily as if he had been stimulated by some unknown source at this moment, as if he was being tracked by the terrifying Gomora.
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During that period of time, Guanghuang's comfort had improved a lot, but after the human body was plunged into the terrifying canyon, everything returned to its original state!
Even his consciousness was affected. After all, whether their lives were now linked together, he could also feel the hurt and pain that Professor Wilson felt.
Is it extraordinary despair and fear, is it the despair that humans feel from the outside because of the unknown, is it a nightmare from ancient times, or is it a tragic fate that no one can escape from.
Professor Wilson has gone crazy.
And Nanke was also implicated in a very bad way.
So what's going on?!
"Cough cough cough!" Nanke couldn't stop coughing and his throat was burning as he picked up his transformer and prepared to transform again.
Everything was too sudden, and coupled with the double blow to his body and mind, he didn't have time to think too much. Yan Dong's transformation was the fastest solution.
However, just for a second, he seemed to be pulled out of Professor Wilson's body.
The physical pain dissipated quickly.
The murmuring sounds in his consciousness no longer existed.
Nanke didn't feel horrified at all, or perhaps, the sight he saw in front of him gave him no time to feel shocked.
What exactly did he see?
He saw buildings that could never exist in that world!
He saw a city that would have been impossible to see there at that time!
How is that possible?!
Nanke looked at the towering buildings in front of him in disbelief, row after row, towering and uneven. People of that era could not build such tall buildings, and there were incredible tall buildings everywhere.
If it is not made of stone, it is not a creation of nature.
The objects he stepped on were made of hardened black liquid. Various colorful planes made of plant fibers or other by-products of underground mining were deliberately hung on the outer walls of the city.
Here, there are pillars, there are hieroglyphs everywhere...
That's right...
That is the city where he will live a hundred years later.
He seemed to have returned to modern times in an instant.
If not, the city was very different from what he remembered.
He almost thought he had traveled back in time again.
Nanke was slightly shocked by the scene in front of him, and soon realized that he was in a certain kind of rabbit and elephant. Moreover, those illusions were probably built based on his own memory.
A lot of changes have been made.
The sky was so gray that no sun could be seen, the building shell was very dilapidated, the exterior walls were covered with slimy moss, and there was not even a moving car on the cement road.
He looked at the cars on the street that seemed to have crashed into the wall. There was a missing piece on the roof of the building. Even the trees on the roadside seemed to have been gnawed by something horrible. Even the bark of the trees was torn.
Come to the east.
There was a dead silence there, like the scene after the end of the world.
"Weimu? Zhuomu?"
After Nanke took a brief look at the surrounding environment, he immediately called out his incomparable system in a low voice.
But the cold electronic sound he expected never appeared.
Nanke was stunned for a moment.
Generally speaking, even if he falls into a hallucination, he should not lose contact with Drom. After all, the system is bound to his soul, and Drom itself exists deep in his consciousness.
The strange situation in front of his eyes made him a little happy.
Bu Nao, since it is not a hallucination, then you can definitely find a way to leave.
Next to where he stood, there was a community gate full of ivy, which was the community where he originally lived. Although it was covered with ivy, he had to recognize his home.
In that case, let's go home and take a look first.
Although it is not an illusion, to some extent it can be considered as returning home.
Nanke pushed aside the ivy and other messy weeds that covered the gate, looked at the locked railing, hesitated for a moment, stretched his legs, and rolled in like a light swallow.
Nanke looked at his legs with slight surprise. Now his body seemed to have become his own, no longer Professor Wilson's body. But he could not have climbed over the wall so easily before.
His physical strength has become stronger, even to the extent that he is blessed by Ultra power.
Is that an illusion?
Why did he encounter such a situation after releasing his transformation?
What is the difference between the fish god Dagon and Lagon?
So, no pollution?
It doesn't have much impact on Ultraman Tiga when he's in a different state, and it's probably a little disgusting at most. But if it's on ordinary humans, it would be insanely terrifying.
In addition, Professor Wilson's own condition is not too bad...
While Nanke was thinking, he used his legs to tear apart the large pile of weeds in front of him, arrived at the east of his building, and knocked open the fragile protective door with his elbow.
The stairwell was also in dilapidated condition, the elevator didn't work at all, and the door had a huge crack as if it had been torn open by some kind of monster.
Nanke just walked along the stairs.
His room is on the tenth floor. For modern people who are accustomed to elevators, walking there without stairs is particularly tiring. But fortunately, his body has strengthened, so the floor is easy to navigate.