The bottom of the abyss of the Kingdom of Mist is also full of "fog". The pale "smoke" like silk and smoke constantly changes its shape under the influence of the water flow. Sometimes it is a house, a tree, sometimes it is an animal and a human form, and
What appears more often is some kind of slender, pale and terrifying "arm" like a humanoid creature. Once these "arms" are formed, they turn into bubbles and rise towards the water surface, and then float out of the water in a meaningless manner.
After a few scratches, it slowly dissipated and gradually merged into the real fog in the atmosphere.
That's how it should be.
And soon after the "Triwizard Tournament" began, these "fogs in the water" were guided by a figure as black as a bat, and continued to shape into arms on a large scale and homogeneously, and continued to form even when they came out of the water.
Even if they are scratched, they will not dissipate, and the objects caught back underwater, except for a very small part, will be assimilated into an indistinguishable "mist in the water" in a very short period of time.
Obviously, this change violates the laws of the "Land of Fog" itself. The fog in the atmosphere gradually becomes thinner, while the fog in the water gradually becomes thicker. If there is no fog to block it, when you look down from a high altitude, you will find that the entire sea has become foggy.
It turns into a lump of unevenly stirred "paste".
The instigator was convicted and punished for this. Her atomized body under the water was scattered by a golden figure falling from the sky. Together with the shadow incarnation on land, she was sucked into the black box that contained the sinner, and continued to sink into the bottomless ocean.
She will gradually lose her memory and self in the long fall, and eventually become a member of the underworld of Helm, and until then, the real punishment has just begun.
That's how it should be.
Locked in the box, the sinner, whose consciousness was hazy, seemed to hear someone talking.
——[Good day, dear ‘Goddess of Death’, maybe you prefer the title ‘Queen of Elf’? 】
[Cut your glib tone, Maura, or I won't mind shutting you up forever.]
——[Glib tone? No, no, no, acquaintances should greet each other before meeting. This is human common sense.]
【In every sense, I am closer to a human being than you.】
——[Oh! It’s so dangerous! I was almost stabbed through, but your character of taking action even if you don’t agree with me has not changed, haha.]
【Let’s get down to business.】
——[Okay, business, business is, you can’t take the ‘Drowning Soul’ to the ‘Heim Underworld’. 】
【Are you teaching me how to do things?】
——[How could it be? I dare not question your decision, but the problem is that she is not an 'ancient evil demon', but a fake who assumes this identity. Once she leaves the 'field', she will lose the ability to control the souls of the dead.
Even disappear out of thin air.]
[It sounds like you’ve tried it.]
——[That’s true. Not only did we get nothing, but we also made a lot of concessions to other demon gods. Tsk, tsk, tsk.]
【I don’t believe you have such good intentions to tell the truth.】
——[Okay, the truth, the truth is, please don’t pick the green fruits from the tree just yet.]
【This is a lie.】
--【injustice--】
【But I agree.】
--【……in vain?】
The voice in the sinner's ears gradually disappeared, along with her impression of this conversation, the impression of the black box that restrained her, and the impression of the previous miserable failure.
The "Drowned Soul" rose to the surface from the bottom of the sea with countless fresh resentful souls from the underworld of Helm, and issued a declaration of victory to her enemies:
"[My army is endless, but your physical strength is being consumed every minute~]"
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Svartalfheim.
In the huge underground space, all kinds of mutated or unmutated drow spiders and spider elves have dispersed, leaving only some "trash" with little combat power to clean up the battlefield. For them, the battle was so tragic that more than 70% of them were damaged.
Fighting is commonplace, and I am even more surprised and regretful that the contestants of "The Warriors of Asgard" and "Hogwarts" cannot fight.
"Is this the end?"
"Don't go near it!"
Volstagg, carrying his battle ax, wanted to approach the "Devastator" who was nailed to the wall with a huge light gun to take a closer look, but was immediately stopped by Sif.
"That guy can transform drow spiders into monsters just by breathing. Even if he is dead now, we can't take it lightly." Sif, whose armor was a little messy, looked at "Vision" who was observing him with his arms folded: "What do you think?
?”
"[Yes, it's not dead, if you want to ask that,]" Alex Mercer, codenamed "Vision" wearing a hood, casual leather jacket and jeans, replied: "[It's inside
The cells - if it can be called that - are eating, replicating and replacing dead cells at an extremely high speed. Perhaps he will be resurrected soon.]"
"Then break him into pieces now!" Hogan shook his mace, eager to try.
"[Bad plan,]" Vision shook his head slightly: "[Even if there is only one cell left, it can grow into a complete individual. 'Chopping the body into ten thousand pieces' in the conventional sense will only increase the search.
Difficulty and defensive vulnerabilities.]”
"It's not a good thing to say, but can you..." Fandral sheathed his sword and looked at "Devastator" and then at "Vision".
"[Actually, it can't be,]" Vision raised his hand, transformed his arm into a claw, a giant hammer, or even a tentacle, and then said: "[I am indeed some kind of 'virus', and I can also eat spiders and spiders affected by it."
Spider elf, but its body is not good. The specific situation is difficult to explain, but you can think that I am a 'transcription' and it is a 'reverse transcription'. If it is devoured, there will only be one person who owns me and the 'ravager'.
A new monster with special abilities, if you are lucky, it will possess my consciousness, if you are not lucky...】"
"Then our 'Molecular Influence' course will have to change professors again," Moriarty walked out of the shadows: "My Lord's suggestion is to kill this monster repeatedly until it is exhausted and resurrected.
'potential."
"...Can the students of Hogwarts call the 'Universe Demon' 'my lord' at will?" Fandral held up his hat and asked this question before retreating to the "Asgardian Warrior" without waiting for an answer.
"Oh, a good boy will only do what is allowed by the school rules, and I will try everything that is not prohibited by the school rules." Moriarty sneered and spread his hands: "Whatever one does once, whoever will give him a fatal blow in the end
Which side will win this arena?"
"..." The three warriors of Asgard briefly discussed with Sif and quickly came to the conclusion: "You go first."
"Hmm, I'm not sure what you are secretly planning, but it is obviously meaningless, because..."
"[Ga——ha——]" The "ravaged one" who had been silent for a long time suddenly let out a low roar, grasped the light spear that pierced it with both hands and began to pull it out.
call--
"[Lungominyad!]"
The light spear disappeared instantly, and then shot out again from the direction Moriarty came from, pinning the newly "resurrected" ravager to the wall again in the same form.
"So, this is-"
"【Roar--!!】"
Before Moriarty could raise his arms and declare victory, the ravager, who was supposed to die again, struggled to tear the light spear off his body as if nothing had happened:
"['Doomsday' will not be killed twice in the same way!]"
