Somewhere in this "non-existent" space filled with strange gray fog, there is a beautifully decorated "mirror" suspended.
Compared with a regular mirror, it looks more like a "crack" leading to other worlds.
Because there is nothing directly in front of this "mirror", various scenes with different environments and events are constantly flashing in the mirror, such as a steel planet, a sea of flames, a future city, a dense fog town, a dark underground, and frost.
Wasteland and so on.
What these scenes have in common is that they are all involved in fierce battles of various forms, and these battles also have one obvious thing in common. Among the participating parties, there must be a man with a long and thin face, short stubble, wearing a dark blue robe and a red cloak.
man.
As the war continued to develop, the endings of various battlefields in the mirror all led to the same outcome: the tall, thin man finally won.
However, even if he finally won, there was no joy on his face, replaced by doubts and shock. He, or "they", all looked at the "mirror" in surprise, and as the "mirror" showed
The scenes kept switching, and the expressions of each tall and thin man gradually converged. In the end, the thin, stubbled faces with incredible expressions were no longer any different from each other.
At the same time, outside the "mirror", a figure that was exactly the same as the man in the mirror was slowly outlined in the void. No, it was not exactly the same. Different from the astonished "man in the mirror", the expression on the face of the "man outside the mirror"
He was laughing wildly as if he was extremely happy. The corners of his mouth were raised high, and he stared at the "man in the mirror" intently, and then said:
"[Why are you so serious?]"
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"[Why are you so serious?]"
The moment these words were spoken, thick and unknown black smoke rose from the attire of the "man outside the mirror" that was originally identical to that of the "man in the mirror".
They swept through the robes and cloaks of the "Mirror Outsider" like water, and after passing by, "transformed" them into pure black cloaks and mixed-color light armor with armor plates. When this "black water flow" reached the head
At that moment, a helmet with weird spikes appeared out of thin air, completely covering its eyes. At the same time, the lower half of the face that was still exposed became pale as if painted with oil paint, while the smiling mouth turned blood red.
After the "transformation" was completed, the "man outside the mirror" still "stared" closely at the "man in the mirror", with the corners of his mouth becoming wider and wider, as if he intended to gain a certain degree of pleasure from the other person's reaction.
However, the "man in the mirror" showed no fear or anger after seeing "himself" look like this. Although the expression on his slender face did change, he looked more like... he was busy escaping from the evil wolf.
The little white rabbit was chasing, but in the blink of an eye he saw the evil wolf falling into the hunter's trap.
The "person outside the mirror" seemed to have noticed something unusual. He stopped staring at the mirror and took half a step back as if he was planning to say something.
But he no longer has this chance.
Phew—!
The head of "Outside the Mirror" exploded like a watermelon in an instant, with fragments of the helmet and spiked eye mask flying everywhere.
And as his headless body fell, a figure wearing gray light armor, a wide red hooded cloak over his shoulders, and a bandage on his face appeared behind the "man outside the mirror".
"[Khronos Rose.]"
He put away the simple-looking gun in his hand and said in a voice that sounded like throat cancer.
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"[Why are you so serious?]"
The "person outside the mirror" grinned and showed a sly smile of success at the "body" who seemed to be trapped in the mirror:
"[Is it because I know that I will be replaced? Hehehehe~]"
"——?" The "man in the mirror" looked confused and tried to tap the mirror while saying something, but no matter what kind of action he took, there was no result.
"[Ah, I knew you would understand me,]" "The Man Outside the Mirror" nodded: "[After all, we are both 'fake' that are 'not recognized' and 'not allowed to exist'. We want to
The ideas of revenge against the 'authentic' and 'his world' are intertwined.】"
"——,——!" The "man in the mirror" waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head vigorously.
"[Don't worry, I'm very skilled at provoking conflicts between the body and the incarnation, hee hee~]" The corners of the "Mirror Outsider's" mouth were raised high: "[I once helped 'Shazam' and his brother
The sisters successfully realized the value of their own existence, and then killed all of Billy and his friends. Oh~ that time was really a masterpiece. It's a pity that the world collapsed too quickly and I couldn't record it to enjoy, Jie Jie Jie~]"
"——!——!" "The Man in the Mirror" tried to beat the mirror again, but to no avail.
"[Ah, yes, you 'counterfeiters' are looking for the 'Holy Grail', an 'imaginary treasure' that can transform the 'subspace entity' into 'reality',]" The "Mirror Outsider" touched in the cloak.
He took out a large golden container like a goblet and showed it: "[Look, is it this? As the 'winner', it appears directly in front of me. Thank you for fighting with all your strength, hehehe~]
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"..." The "Man in the Mirror" stopped and looked at the "Holy Grail" with strange eyes.
That look was like seeing a mouse crawling onto the head of a dozing cat.
"【O Black Holy Grail, sing~(Song of Grail)】"
At this time, a soft female voice sounded that was gentle and approachable, but made those who heard it feel inexplicably deep and malicious.
At the same time, countless viscous, asphalt-like sludge that was more chaotic than the surrounding gray mist suddenly poured out of the golden "Holy Grail". The "Outside Mirror" was completely swallowed up by it before he could react.
"..." The "man in the mirror" subconsciously hid behind him, then thought of something and returned to the mirror.
The black mud kept churning and deforming, and finally turned into a small, pure black figure wearing a dark blue conductor uniform that appeared at an unknown time, and then jumped on the spot: "[——!——!]"
"[I'm sorry, Xiao An, I guess that must taste terrible,]" Following the female voice just now, a tall lady with silver hair and red eyes, wearing a pure black velvet coat and a tall hat, stepped out of the mist.
Touching the head of the black humanoid: "[But I don't want to go into the inner world of the 'Laughing Bat'. After all, the 'Holy Grail' can easily be maliciously influenced. It will be troublesome if you are disliked by my dear.]"
"[——.]" The black humanoid called Xiao An tilted his head angrily, indicating that his anger was still there.
"[The problem now is,]" the lady in black turned her eyes to the "mirror": "[It actually becomes 'non-existent' in the 'non-existent space'. This unlucky Mr. Strange
How can I be rescued?】"
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"[Father's bones, accidentally donated, can resurrect your son,]"
"[The flesh of your servant, a voluntary donation, can bring your master back to life,]"
"[The blood of your enemies, forced to sacrifice, can resurrect your enemies.]"
Somewhere in the subspace, suspended in the endless gray mist, is a cauldron of black liquid that is constantly churning.
Around the cauldron, there were six odd-looking weirdos in tights standing around, muttering something. They were male and female, tall and short, red and green, mechanical and biological. The only thing they had in common was the two buttons on their helmets.
Just a small sharp corner.
Gulu, clatter.
Wearing a spiked eye patch and blood-red lip gloss, the "man outside the mirror" crawled out of the pot.
He shook off the black liquid on his body, looked around, and then grinned at the six weirdos:
