Dark Savages Come To the United States

Near the planet Curry Fury.

Still in that empty room.

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

It's not that Bulkelso has run out of patience for this, but that the TARDIS belonging to the war has not responded to the call for war for a long time.

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

But never got a response.

Even his own TARDIS had confirmed this, but the TARDIS of the war seemed to be "dead".

This situation is very unusual, just like no Doctor Who would abandon his Tadis, and Tadis has never abandoned Doctor Who.

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

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

Bulkelso's voice became a little erratic.

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

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

But what was happening at this time filled Burkasso's heart with dissatisfaction.

Although the few people didn't chatter endlessly, they were still unable to make a decision.

Such hesitation made Bulkelso a little dazed.

He began to think about whether there was anything he missed when he came to this world last time.

But still no clue.

Killed Azmodan, killed the ring of Ekatan, killed those corrupted Daleks, got the source of devouring and evil...

Scenes of this scene flashed through his mind, but he still couldn't get a clue.

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

Jotun Kuller giggled, 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 Doctor Who said, able to show the picture of the end of all imaginable?

Such a description made Jotun Kuller start thinking about whether to try to analyze it, what if, what if this thing can make both the high-level heaven and the burning hell a thing of the past?

What if this thing can make all non-human beings never see the upward step?

Such a result is full of temptations for Jotun Kooler.

Even his soul body became ready to move.

But it was such a brief conversation that put Doctor Who in an embarrassing situation.

Time is just as precious to them, or no one values ​​time more than those who live surrounded by time.

But the current situation really makes them unhappy.

"Let's go straight to them!"

They're referring, of course, to the Time Lords who run Curry Fury.

The Eleventh Doctor gritted his teeth and made a decision, walked over to pick up the Box of Time and walked towards his own TARDIS.

Of course he knew that letting outsiders into Curry Fury 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 the part of "Doctor", TARDIS will not abandon him.

The Eleventh Doctor remembered very clearly how many Daleks he had smashed into pieces with his TARDIS with his old face!

If there are any places where you can find out exactly what happened, Curry Fury is definitely one of them.

The Tenth Doctor and the Ninth Doctor glanced at Zhan Zhan at the same time, and their expressions became a little gloomy.

They rarely put on such an expression. No matter how dangerous the situation they faced in the past, how many words of calmness to death came to mind, they were never filled with negative emotions.

The title "Doctor" does not represent something that can be clearly stated in one or two sentences.

"My TARDIS may have encountered some trouble."

War whispered, and followed behind the Eleventh Doctor.

The situation is getting out of control, and he can't stay out of it either.

Although they had the most terrifying conjectures, all Doctor Who chose to keep silent.

The journey of TARDIS and the Time Lord has only one destination, and before arriving at that place, it is far from the moment of destruction!

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

The hungry wolf girl said with a smile, without the slightest awe of "power".

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

Her essence is that brief, almost all-knowing Rose Taylor.

She will not be afraid, at this time she is the button to activate the box of time, and she has mastered the danger of unimaginable destruction.

"Sometimes just another enemy is all you need to end a war. I don't care if I become your public enemy, but I believe that you will not be able to find a way to defeat me in a long time."

Bulkelso's words sounded dangerous, but there was no more explanation.

Perhaps he is willing to be the "common" enemy, or he intends to use destruction to end the war?

The sturdy body squeezed away Jotun Kuller who was standing in front of him, and walked directly into the TARDIS.

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

Gu Yi just lowered his head and smiled, his eyes dim.

Her earlier question, now it was almost time to make a decision.

...

Rorschach is currently in a nightclub.

Of course, this time is not when nightclubs are open normally, but now is the time for those guys to count their income.

It's pretty much the norm at these nightclubs, especially the ones run by the gangs themselves.

Earn money at night and count money during the day.

Although taxes will be paid, hidden sins still exist after all.

In a place controlled by evil forces, there are unimaginable money transactions in it, and naturally there are a large group of seemingly vicious guys.

Rorschach had already put on his headgear, and the patterns were constantly changing.

This headgear can change patterns according to his mood, it looks gimmicky, but this is Rorschach's signature.

A headgear with only one goes well with a Rorschach with only one.

He's 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 didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction with this, nor did he have any burdens or anything like that.

Whether there is a noble personality does not make any difference to Rorschach, let alone the idea of ​​justification.

It doesn't matter.

All he wants is justice!

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

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

Wearing a purple suit with a green shirt lining, a man with wild green hair was sitting on the stage where the special dancers always stood.

With one hand holding the steel pipe that has been entangled with countless people, his body movements are very distorted.

The thin body that can almost be described as shriveled reveals a dangerous atmosphere at any time.

It has to be said that the man's eyes are exuding divine light, with an unbelievable brilliance, but also full of elusive thoughts.

It seems, quite attractive?

"A follower of Rorschach? Or Rorschach himself?"

The man said with a grin, and then flipped off the stage in a pose common to circus clowns.

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

That thick and deliberate movement made Rorschach a little uneasy.

That is not strength, but the sense of oppression brought about by disorder.

No one would be afraid for no reason, and the emotion of fear itself exists to protect human beings.

Luo Xia didn't speak, just faced the man, and silently took out his nut hammer from the backpack.

Having a weapon in hand won't make a warrior lose fear, but it will give him more peace of mind after all.

And now Rorschach deeply believes in his own strength!

He is already very strong!

Already an excellent fighter!

It wouldn't even be long before he was planning to explore the secret that Bulkasso was talking about!

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

Even if the guy standing in front of him was the powerful Diablo who was admired by the ancestors despite their hatred, Rorschach would not back down!

"Tell me? Are you going to act chivalrously, or do you want to get the news you want from us?

Or just looking bored for fun? If this is the case, then I have a grand performance to present to you, see if it can make you laugh from the bottom of your heart? "

Clown, joker, chaotic disorder?

Either one will do.

madman? Creator of terror? Or great thinkers?

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

No one knew what he wanted, and no one could figure out 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 attitude 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's body.

But the child immediately became 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 Joe Kerr or the Joker, you just deserve to die."

Rorschach slapped the clown's face expressionlessly, and knocked the guy in front of him to the ground.

His movements came very quickly, just before the sharp blade appeared on the clown's feet, he struck.

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

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 stroking the nut hammer in his hand.

Until he laughs enough.

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

Words with a mechanical sound came from the mouth of the long head with springs, accompanied by a series of laughter.

Sounds like a psychopath's self-exculpation?

But maybe this is what the other party really thinks?

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

The obviously mechanical clown imitated the battle cry of the barbarian.

Four battle cries in a row, each time getting closer to the battle cry itself.

"You never feel that life has any special meaning, and what you seek is not the value of life. I don't think anyone can live a more transparent life than you, but no one will be more annoying than you.

Why? Why do so many psychopaths want to 'save' others in this world?

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

The mechanical creature kept talking, but stopped immediately.

Because Rorschach had already crushed the mechanical head, the spring neck kept swinging wildly under the sudden force.

The nut hammer in his hand instantly turned into the form of the Hammer of the Ancestors, and hit the ground heavily!

The ground shattered in an instant, leaking out the explosives packaged like gift boxes underground.

The bright red smiling face on the package made Rorschach a little upset.

Under the tremendous power, the moment these explosives appeared, they were all reduced to ashes.

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

A smiley brooch.

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

"Rorschach, stop, there are clowns outside."

A tired voice came from the corner, and a tired looking face with an obvious scar, this person curled up in a corner.

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

"Yes, who in your eyes is not a clown? The comedian is you, but the audience is also you."

Rorschach said so.

He didn't expect to be in such a situation when he said goodbye to his old buddy.

Even if this old guy is not a good bird, even if he is sent to be hanged, it is more than enough, but this guy is an acquaintance of his after all, and he still has the ability to say a few words.

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

"What are you going to do?"

The comedian spoke slowly, his tone sounded like that of a patient with Alzheimer's disease, with hesitation.

Maybe this guy is not sober at all, or he may have gone crazy long ago.

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

"You can't know anything from me, and you can't hear any truth from me. I've died long ago, or I never died."

Saying this, the laughing craftsman slowly raised his head, showing the expression he most often saw on his face.

smile!

A different smile than that of the clown.

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

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

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

And the soul is as if it has never been with this body!

No matter how dangerous the situation was, Rorschach never flinched.

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

His anger always overrides his fear!

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

"Diablo?"

Gritting his teeth, Rorschach spat out the name, his body tensed.

A burst of mist sprayed out from the induction fire extinguisher of this nightclub, and the fear began to magnify!

Sirens sounded from outside the nightclub, and Rorschach's muscles began to tighten and then relax.

An inexplicable cycle.

An inexplicable farewell!

There will also be an update of a chapter of no less than 3,000 words.

It will be issued no later than three o'clock.

Thanks.