Dark Savages Come To the United States

Near the planet Curry Fury.

Still in that empty room.

At this time, the atmosphere in the place became very tense.

It is not that Burkesso has exhausted his patience for this, but that the Tardis, which belongs to the war, has not responded to the call of war for a long time.

Doctor Who has determined countless times that the war is really calling for Tardis.

But never got a response.

Even his own TARDIS has confirmed this, but the one of the war is like "dead".

This situation is very unusual, just as no Doctor Who would abandon his own Tardis, and Tardis has never abandoned Doctor Who.

But now several people are surrounding a Tardis and the time box in the middle, and their faces are not very good-looking.

"If necessary, I will use more brutal means to solve your problems!"

Bulkesso's voice became a little erratic.

It was loud, and it had been a while since he spoke so loudly.

Although the previous period was full of bad things, the more peaceful life than Sanctuary made him feel a lot quieter.

But what was going on at this time filled Burkesoe's heart with dissatisfaction.

Although a few people did not chatter endlessly, they were unable to make a decision.

This hesitation left Bourkesso in a trance.

He began to wonder if there was something missing the last time he came to this world.

But still no clue.

Killed Azmodan, killed the Ring of Aikatan, killed the corrupted Derrick, and gained the source of devotion and sin...

The scenes of this scene flashed through his mind, but he never got a clue.

"The Box of Time? Can I put this thing in Kanai's Box?"

Jotun Kuller chuckled and his eyes became a little dangerous.

This is a very dangerous idea, but it also has this powerful temptation!

A magical ultimate weapon as described by Doctor Who, capable of showing the end of every imaginable picture?

Such a description made Jotun Kuhler start thinking about whether to try to parse it, what if, what if this thing could make both high-level heaven and burning **** a thing of the past?

What if this thing could make all non-human beings never see the step up?

Such a result is full of temptation for Jotun Kuehler.

Even his soul body became ready to move.

It was this brief conversation that made Doctor Who embarrassed.

Time is just as precious to them, or no one will value time more than these people who live surrounded by time.

But the current situation really makes them unhappy.

"Let's go straight to them!"

They were, of course, referring to the Time Lords who ruled Curry Fury.

The eleventh doctor gritted his teeth and made a decision, walked directly over, picked up the box of time, and walked towards his Tardis.

Of course he knew that letting outsiders into Curry Furui was not a good choice, especially since the power of these outsiders was beyond his control.

But there is no better way now. Even if the war abandons this part of the "Doctor", Tardis will not abandon him.

The Eleventh Doctor remembered very clearly how many Derricks he had smashed with the old-fashioned Tardis!

If there's any place to know exactly what's going on, Curry Fury is definitely one of them.

The tenth doctor and the ninth doctor glanced at the war at the same time, and their faces became a little gloomy.

They rarely put on such an expression. In the past, no matter how dangerous the situation was, and how many words of calmness to death appeared in their hearts, they were never filled with negative emotions.

The title "Doctor" represents something that cannot be explained clearly in a sentence or two.

"My tardis may be in trouble."

Zhan said in a low voice and followed behind the eleventh doctor.

The situation was going out of control, and he couldn't stay out of it either.

Although they had the most terrifying conjectures, all Doctor Who chose to keep their mouths shut.

The journey of Tardis and the Time Lord has only one end, and before reaching that place, it is far from the moment of destruction!

"Then, Burkeseau, what do you mean by rough methods?"

The hungry wolf girl said with a smile, without the slightest reverence for "power".

At this moment, she turned her attention to Burkesoe, with a smile on her face, very bright.

Her essence is that short-lived, almost omniscient Rose Taylor.

She will not be afraid. At this time, she is the button that activates the box of time, and she also grasps the danger of unimaginable destruction.

"Sometimes it only takes another enemy to end the war. I don't care if I become your public enemy, but I believe that it is impossible for you to find a way to defeat me in a long time."

Bourkesso's words sounded dangerous, but there was no further explanation.

Maybe he is willing to be the "common" enemy, or maybe he intends to end the war with destruction?

The sturdy body pushed aside Jotun Kuller, who was in front of him, and walked directly into the Tardis.

He clearly felt that he must be able to get something important in this place, which may allow him to realize the wishes of countless people, including him.

Gu Yi lowered his head and smiled, his eyes were hazy.

It was almost time to make a decision about her previous question.

...

Rorschach is in a nightclub now.

Of course, it's not a normal time for nightclubs, but it's time for those guys to count their earnings.

That's pretty much the norm in these nightclubs, especially those run by the gangs themselves.

Earn money at night and count money during the day.

Although you will also pay taxes, the hidden evil will always exist.

In a place controlled by evil forces, there is an unimaginable amount of money in it, and naturally there are also a large group of guys who seem to be extremely vicious.

Rorschach has put on his hood, and the pattern is constantly changing.

This headgear can change the pattern according to his emotions, it looks very fancy, but this is the symbol of Rorschach.

Only one headgear and only one Rorschach complement each other.

He is the one who does justice, although his justice can sometimes be a little off.

Now Rorschach no longer needs the approval of the world, nor does he need others to say that he is not qualified.

He is justice itself!

Rorschach did not have the slightest dissatisfaction with this, and there was no such thing as a burden.

Whether or not there is a lofty personality makes no difference to Rorschach, let alone the idea of ​​being justifiable.

It's all irrelevant.

He just wants justice!

"Wow! Let's see, who is this!?"

A somewhat crazy voice sounded, full of excitement and ridicule.

Wearing a purple suit and lined with a green shirt, a man with green tousled hair was sitting on the stage where the special dancer always stood.

With one hand clutching the steel pipe that had been lingering with many people, his body movements were very distorted.

The thin, almost shriveled body reveals a dangerous aura at all times.

I have to say that the man's eyes are exuding divine light, with unbelievable brilliance, and also full of elusive thoughts.

It seems, quite attractive?

"One, a follower of Rorschach? Or Rorschach~ himself?"

The man said with a grin, then flipped off the stage in the usual pose of a circus clown.

It seemed to stagger a few times, and then slapped the ground angrily and exaggeratedly!

That kind of thick and deliberate action made Rorschach a little uneasy.

That's not power, but the oppression brought about by disorder.

No one is afraid for no reason. The emotion of fear itself exists to protect human beings.

Rorschach did not speak, just faced the man and silently took out his nut hammer from his backpack.

Having a weapon in hand will not make a warrior lose his fear, but it will be more reassuring in the end.

And now Rorschach deeply believes in his own strength!

He is already very strong!

Already an excellent fighter!

It didn't even take long before he planned to explore the secret that Bourkessel had spoken of!

Rorschach will not die in battle, he believes in his own strength!

Even if the guy standing in front of him is the one who made the ancestors admire the mighty Diablo despite their hatred, Rorschach will not back down!

"Tell me? Are you planning to act as a chivalrous person, or do you want to get the news you want from us?

Or just looking bored to have fun? If this is the case, then I have a grand show to show you, see if I can make you laugh from the heart? "

Joker, joker, Chaos Disorder?

Any one will do.

madman? Terrorist? Or great thinkers?

It doesn't matter, he doesn't care.

No one knew what he wanted, and no one could understand what this guy was thinking.

Unless it's the crazy kind?

"You know a guy who always has a smile on his face? I like that guy~"

The clown whispered in Rorschach's ear, and there seemed to be some excitement in his tone.

That gesture is like a child recommending his hobbies to his friends, full of innocence!

Because of the height difference, he looked more like a child clinging to Rorschach.

But the child immediately got angry because of his height and kicked Rorschach's calf in an extremely twisted posture.

That kind of action is more childish than the most naughty child, and there is a sense of sarcasm in the smile, but it seems to be a "childish" joke.

"I don't care if it's Joe Kerr or the Joker, it's just that you should die."

Rorschach slapped the clown's face with an expressionless slap, knocking the guy in front of him to the ground.

His movements came very quickly, and he started the moment just before a sharp blade appeared on the clown's feet.

With the sound of metal being shattered, a series of metal parts popped out of the clown's neck, and a long spring slumped to the ground with the grinning head.

The body was shaking constantly on the ground, the long spring under the head was still shaking, but the mouth kept smiling.

Rorschach quietly looked at the wreckage in front of him, without saying a word, just rubbing the nut hammer in his hand.

Until he laughed enough.

"Only people with masks are mentally ill, and you seem to be more interesting than the last one~"

The words in a mechanical voice came from the mouth of the long head with the spring, and it was accompanied by a series of laughter.

Sound like a psychopath's self-excusing?

But maybe this is what the other party really thinks?

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Barbarians? I like barbarians because you're always smiling."

The apparently mechanical clown mimicked the barbarian's battle cry.

Four battle cries in a row, each time closer to the kind of movement of the battle cries themselves.

"You have never felt that life has any special meaning, and you are not looking for the value of life. I think no one lives more transparently than you, but no one is more annoying than you.

why? Why are there so many psychopaths in this world who want to 'save' others?

That was literally the funniest joke I've ever heard. "

The mechanical creature kept talking, but stopped immediately.

Because Rorschach had already smashed the machine's head with one foot, the spring's neck was constantly swaying randomly under this sudden force.

The nut hammer in his hand instantly turned into the form of the hammer of the ancestors, and slammed heavily on the ground!

The ground shattered in an instant, leaking out the explosives that were packed like gift boxes.

The bright red smiling face on the packaging made Rorschach a little unhappy.

Under the tremendous force, these explosives were all turned into ashes in an instant.

Rorschach slowly bent over and picked up a brooch from a gap in the ground.

A brooch with a smiley face.

He seemed to be about to say something, and his throat moved, but he still didn't have time to speak.

"Rorschach, stop it, there are clowns outside."

A tired voice came from the corner, a face that looked tired and had a visible scar, this person curled up in a corner.

Although the figure at this time looked tired and old, the still strong body was still clearly visible.

"Yes, who in your eyes is not a clown? You are the comedian, but so are the audience."

Rorschach said so.

He hadn't imagined it would be in such a situation when he said goodbye to his old buddy.

Even if this old guy is not a good bird, it is more than enough to be sent to hang, but this guy is an acquaintance of his after all, and there is still some time to say a few words.

Especially Rorschach had something he wanted to hear from this guy.

"What are you going to do?"

The joker spoke slowly, in a tone that sounded like an Alzheimer's patient, with hesitation.

Maybe this guy isn't awake at all, or maybe he's gone crazy.

"I came to you, and I want to get an answer from you on something."

"You can't know anything from me, and you can't hear any truth from my mouth. I'm dead, or never."

The joker said this, slowly raised his head, and his face showed the kind of expression he had seen most often.

Smile!

A different smile from the clown.

It's just that the eyes have been shrouded in fear, and the eyes that can't see the slightest smile, and the sincere smile!

Rorschach was furious at this moment, and took a few steps forward!

But the man in front of him lost his breath of life in an instant!

And the soul is like it has never been with the body!

No matter how dangerous the situation was~www.NovelMTL.com~ Rorschach never flinched.

He was always full of anger, whether it was cynical anger or anger at the world.

His anger is always above his own fear!

But this time, he clearly felt the fear spreading in his heart!

"Diablo?"

Rorschach gritted his teeth and spat out the name, his body tense.

A puff of mist spewed out of the nightclub's sensor fire extinguishers, and the fear began to intensify!

A siren was heard outside the nightclub, and Rorschach's muscles began to tighten and relax.

An inexplicable cycle.

An inexplicable goodbye!