Chapter 2746 2747, Vicious Isolation Demon Realm (Whitest Day 2)
——Marvel, 2015——
Tokyo, Koto-ku.
The 89th Comic Market 89 is being held at the Ariake International Exhibition Center in Tokyo.
Its main building is shaped like a giant conference building made up of four funnels. Underneath is a surging crowd of people with different hair colors, as if they are really in the ocean. Since Tokyo Tower built the "Robin Crusoe" park, There is a lot of content related to this exhibition, with the number of booths reaching 2747, followed by male personifications of various famous swords and various monsters.
The number of female anthropomorphic works in Weird Legend is 1,724 and 1,666 respectively.
Relatively speaking, some relatively well-known works that are difficult to publish as doujinshi due to their style or content are relatively unknown.
For example, the booths of "Danganronpa" and "Crayon Shin-chan" were arranged together. The stall owner of the former was a young woman wearing a dark green coat, trousers, and a green top hat. She had a really messy look on her head. Fake messy white hair, a pair of red eyes pretending to have contact lenses, and always posing
An expression of disdain for everything.
Although the "female version of Zedou" doujinshi she sells is not very popular, the sales are pretty good because of the dedicated cosplay of the stall owner. The latter is more outrageous. The stall owner is obviously a man, but he wears oversized clothes. Kindergarten children's clothing, wearing a boy's hood with thick eyebrows, chanting something like "Elephant~Elephant~Why is your nose like this?"
Long~".
Even if someone occasionally stopped to take pictures, they would be immediately frightened away by the flirtatious look of this giant child or the blowing kiss he raised his hand to throw. As for the content of the works he was selling, no one wanted to know.
"Thank you for your patronage~" The female stall owner made a deal with the customer with a smile on her face, and then changed her face: "Keep paying attention to the 'Super High School Level Avengers' project, do you hear me? Huh?!"
"sure."
"Hahaha, I've been a fan of this project for ten years." After the customers left happily, the male stall owner next to him tilted the giant hood this way: "You guys, you practice regularly, right? Otherwise, how can you be so proficient? Whether it is painting or entertaining guests, he is very comfortable.
"
"~Who do you think I am? If I weren't worried that using an image suitable for this environment would attract someone who considers herself a sister... Huh." The female stall owner took out a fan and covered her mouth, seeming very proud of herself.
"So, were we discovered or did we get away with it?" The male stall owner raised his hand and tried to scratch his head, but was blocked by the hood. "We were not discovered, but we didn't get through it either," the female stall owner glanced at him sideways. : "Honestly set up the stall until the end of business today, and make your false identity real. In addition, don't think of being kicked out by the security guards for your reckless behavior, unless you provoke
Make a big mess, otherwise they will definitely ignore you."
"Then..." the male stall owner rubbed his hands. "Before you try to cause trouble, I will burn you to ashes~" At this time, other exhibitors approached, and the female stall owner took advantage of the situation and hit him on the head with her fan. POSE: "[Tiger, blazing! (Enfer Chate)
au d`lf!)]”
"What is that? Zhi Dou has this line?"
"Is it a second-generation female version? I plan to buy a copy and have a look."
"I also want."
"To be honest, although Xiaoxin's cosplay is a bit eye-catching, he has a very good grasp of that bitchy charm."
"Let's take a photo then?"
"……no."
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Over Tokyo.
The boy sitting on the fluffy clouds and Scott, who was in the space rift, looked at the normal city, and they were all silent as if they were lost in thought.
Around the city, the golden "low-resolution aperture" and the green "sealing array" still exist, but the top transparent shield is missing - together with the weird smile on it.
Buzz…
It wasn't until the space rift flickered like a candle that was about to go out that Scott slowly spoke: "Your 'drawing ground as a prison' has failed again, senior brother."
"Well..." The boy held his chin: "On your side, your inherent skill of 'definitely finding the wrong target' is still stable." "I should have guessed it earlier," Scott was silent for two seconds: "Even if it's DC's
'Death', but as long as she is also 'Melina' in the border area, and has done things like 'sacrifice herself' and 'light the golden tree', it is impossible to have no relationship with 'her'
relation."
"Yes, but not much," the little boy responded: "It's about the same as the relationship between me and the six-eared macaque."
"Isn't that completely irrelevant?" Scott glanced at him.
"Yes, of course there is, look." The little boy raised his hand and drew in the air, "projecting" a female stall owner who was selling doujinshi.
"'Zela Pesh', 'Akatosh', 'Joan of Arc Alter' and...'her' past incarnations," Scott paused: "I am sure that the situation of 'Melina' is related to her
"Completely different." "Of course different. Although she and other 'incarnations' with similar properties only have memories of their respective worlds, because everything they do is done by the original body, the character formed accordingly can be regarded as 'her'
different aspects of myself
, but 'Melina'..." The little boy shook his head: "It's just a 'six-eared macaque' with similar strength to 'her'." "You might as well be more straightforward," Scott frowned:
"As far as I know, even the original work of "Journey to the West" does not explain how the 'six-eared macaque' appeared. Moreover, some people believe that he is the inner demon of 'Sun Wukong' and does not exist independently. Otherwise,
, if you have the ability to compete with the Great Sage Qitian, why don’t you go to the Heavenly Palace again? Or dominate the mountains in other continents and become the king? Why do you have to keep an eye on a Buddhist scripture seeker - he doesn’t need immortality
Immortality or that baggage." "To put it bluntly..." the little boy scratched his hair: "She is a 'mirror image', and 'she' will use the 'mirror inversion' of the trouble you caused in "Mass Effect"
When we look back, there is a shadow left in the 'mirror world'. This shadow
The child is no different from the image of 'her' reflected in an ordinary mirror or water surface, and will disappear with the completion of the 'mirror reversal', but..."
"But?" Scott asked. "But you broke the 'mirror', don't say you don't remember," the little boy spread his hands: "Although you were immediately kicked out by the mountain man, the 'mirror' also completed itself. repair, but the fact that 'there was a crack' is enough to make a'
The mirror' was saved from annihilation after the 'mirror' disappeared, and automatically became DC's 'death mirror' when 'she' served as Marvel's 'death' - in this matter, you made the two worlds so similar. It can be said that taking credit is the most important thing."
"Well..." Scott ignored the opponent's accusation of carrying a gun and a stick, and pondered: "Is that why the 'Dark Knights' from DC use various 'mirrors' to escape capture?" "In terms of ability, "The little boy continued: "The new 'DC Death' has all the abilities she has used in the world of 'Mass Effect', but her personality and memory are all a blank sheet of paper.
After years of research, it finally became what it is today - burning all dead worlds, preserving their ashes, observing all dead people, and remembering their lives."
"You obviously have the same power, but you can't bear it anymore, right?" Scott raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Sure enough, there can never be a second 'her'." Let's go deal with that brat Locke." The little boy stood up on the clouds and seemed ready to leave: "Now that the 'Creation Goddess' has transferred ownership of the world, I want to start the next step.
Planned, what about you?"
"my plan,"
Scott took two steps back and slowly closed the spatial rift: "It never stopped."
