The boundless mist of chaos became thinner, and through it one could vaguely see the obscured deep starry sky, while the red lightning that was originally flowing around completely disappeared.
Outside the fog, a "Thunder Giant" composed entirely of bright blue and blazing white currents was speaking with an "electrical voice" that resounded throughout the world but the content could not be distinguished.
And within the mist, on top of the solidified black mud, a strange mirror with a pitch-black surface that had always been active emitted a weird laugh that seemed like it could not help but laugh:
"[Hehehe, arrogant Odin, he thought he had everything under control, so he should burn the tree himself next.]"
The other broken mirrors scattered on the ground, or in a pile of black mud, remained silent.
"[Oh, in order to avoid being burned by him, I'd better turn the 'mirror' over first before talking.]"
Following a sharp and piercing voice, a pale and skinny hand, as terrifying as a hand bone, pressed on the mirror from the "inside of the mirror", while the "outside" was still empty. The next moment, the strange mirror made a shape on the spot.
Rotated 180 degrees, but the palm did not change its position with it. It was still "behind the mirror", and after losing the identity of "reflection", it used those hands as the base point to face the "body"
"Expanded" and "supplemented" in the direction, eventually forming a strange man wearing a strange black leather coat and a long cloak, with a spiked eye patch on his face, and a terrifying smile on his mouth.
Snap, the weirdo threw the no longer weird mirror to the ground, and the latter immediately began to "absorb" the "black mud" that was clearly solid at his feet. "['Prophecy', for mortals,
It is 'history that has already happened'. For those with strength, it is 'prediction' or 'divination' that can be changed, but for those who are smart enough and have enough character, it is just
It’s just a ‘navigation map’, a map showing how the future of the many ‘timelines’ of the ‘multiverse’ will develop. The so-called ‘prophecy cannot be changed’ is just because he missed the ‘fork in the road’,]”
The spiked eyepatch monster landed slowly, stepped on the "gray mist floor" where the black mud had been sucked away, and looked up at the Thunder Giant: "[And Odin is very interesting, he knows that the end of a road is 'Zhu'
However, because of the greed for the many benefits that can be obtained on the road and the confidence that he can jump over the cliff, he resolutely set foot on the cliff.
This road, even if there are multiple forks along the way to leave, ignore it - but it is only because of his stubbornness, arrogance and arrogance that we can appear here.】"
The Thunder Giant was still saying something in an indistinguishable loud voice, but the spiked eyepatch monster had lost interest. "[The 'Three Goddesses of Fate' in the 'Fountain of Urd' are just describing everything they see, so-called'
Ragnarok cannot be avoided by making what they said come true in a 'literal sense', especially when Odin has done many of the same things according to their prophecies, but wants to change the final outcome.]" The weirdo walked closer
Mirror: "[By burning the 'black mud' to achieve the prophecy of 'the world tree is burning', this idea is actually quite good, but
Before he lit the fire, he must have never thought that the extremely strong 'ancient malice' that covered the seven kingdoms would only have a layer of 'skin' thinner than paper. How would it feel to light the world tree with his own hands, hehehe, haha
Haha~]" After laughing for a long time in the deserted gray mist, the weirdo reached out and pulled out the green mirror full of network cracks from the black mud, then flicked it and pulled out a man wearing dark green clothes.
Bat monster in suit looking through the mirror
Shaking it out, he fell on the floor and kept shaking, trembling and wanting to say something but still unable to speak. "[I said, as long as you 'act as planned', you can be safe," the spiked eyepatch said.
He said to him: "[But if you act without authorization, do something you shouldn't do, and see something you shouldn't see, then you will be responsible for the consequences -"
—Is the Magic Dimension fun? Is ‘Lord of the Magic Dimension’ good to watch? Hmm?]”
"■■——!" The green-clothed bat weirdo had a distorted expression and forced his mouth to speak, seemingly accusing him, but all he said were incomprehensible noises: "■■■,■■■!"
"..." The spiked blindfold had already put on the earplugs first, pointed at his ears, and then shrugged at him and shook his head as if helpless.
I don't know whether he was angry or his spirit had reached its limit. The green man's eyes turned white and he fell down with a thud. "[Hehehe, I said that it might attract some beings who are at least 'cosmic demons' to overturn Odin's table.
Right, but you all haven’t heard the word ‘minimum’, have you?]” The spiked blindfold pulled out the earplugs, shook his head and walked towards the others.
The broken mirror and the "black mud" along the way disappeared quickly as if they were absorbed. Next, he found the "burning purple mirror", the "glittering orange mirror", and the "pierced cyan mirror" in sequence.
, "a red mirror wrapped in black mist", and by shaking, flapping, swinging, etc., strange people in red clothes, mechanical weirdos with electric sparks, and people covered in seaweed and shells were thrown out from the "mirror world" in turn.
A female weirdo in a diving suit, and a weirdo in ragged clothes who was so weak that even his helmet and cape were corroded,
Then he gave them a warm welcome speech:
"[Ah, it seems that the 'Lord of the Crimson Dimension' has lost interest in you. It also has no research value at all.]"
"[Do you hate having your 'ascension opportunity' taken away? Are you jealous? Look at what I do, I'm quite happy anyway."
"[Tsk, tsk, there are so many molluscs in the sea, but they can be frightened out by elementary tentacle monsters like the beholder. Don't call it the Drowning Wraith, just call it the King of the Sea.]"
"[You are lucky. Dormammu is the most embarrassing one among the demons in the universe. In comparison, you are not that embarrassing.]"
Although all the weirdos were unable to move and were unconscious, they all managed to curse at the spiked blindfolds. However, due to their slow reaction and slow speech, they were unable to beat one of the four, and in the end, two of them were stunned - probably from anger.
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Finally, the satisfied spiked blindfold came to the mirror that emitted bright blue light, but its body was just an illusory projection. He frowned and tried to reach for it, but no matter how many times, he only got nothing. "[You guy,
It was my only mistake," he stared at the phantom: "[Under normal circumstances, even if you are wiped out and your soul is gone, this 'mirror' can bring you back. At most, you will be dizzy like the idiots over there.
For a while, there is only one exception - there is a fundamental difference between the object being fished out and the 'record', the difference between 'mortal' and 'Ares, the god of war from another world', unless the mirror is blind.
You won’t be able to tell the difference.]”
The phantom of the mirror slowly rose and fell without any reaction. "[Forget it,]" The spiked eye patch looked up at the thunder giant outside the gray fog: "['The Lord of the Chaos Dimension' has been hunted all year round, and he is as timid as
Rat, it shouldn’t be able to cause any trouble - just make some plans to deal with it.】"
