PFC Chapter 698 DC Editorial Department
Chapter 698 DC Editorial Department
Chapter 698 DC Editorial Department
According to the optimistic and energetic Nayako's secret technique 'Chaos Universe Equation'.
The Fallen God and the Devourer of All Worlds should be carrying out multi-line process operations.
Located in another void dimension, the world of heaven and earth called 'DC' after information projection, all tangible universes born from the void are created by the Supreme God.
Logically speaking, even if the fallen God of the 'Supreme Realm' has gathered all the creation myths of the Endless Void Dimension, but judging from what he has seen in the Type-Moon Universe, even if He devours the Primordial Light Caruso, He cannot reach the level of instantly devouring the Supreme God.
In Nyako's expectation, the Supreme God will definitely respond, and Marvel has to rely on holding the Holy Grail War as its plan, which is exactly why it is exhausted.
However, the reality is a little different from what was expected.
"He is already trying to pollute Yug?" Nayako stayed where she was.
Abigail held the doll in front of her and said quietly:
"From the First Gate to the Ultimate Gate, to the Ultimate Void beyond all stars, beyond all universes, beyond all matter."
"In the infinite dimension beyond the invisible, the fallen God began to reverse the origins of all the past, present and future, causing all existence to carry the pollution of reversal."
"The omniscient and all-seeing crazy light is interfering. Father God cannot help you with his all-seeing and all-seeing perspective, so I am the only one left to do this."
"I am also considered a Servant and can participate in the Holy Grail War."
This is where the unexpected happens.
What's going on with this speed?
Yug, whose main body is outside all multidimensional universes in the endless void, has been targeted.
It was as if the God over there had fallen from the very beginning, and without even going through steps such as forced assimilation or resistance, the two had already achieved synchronization.
There is not even a little time left for other worlds.
The long hair on Nayako's head began to tremble. This unexpected situation was really a bit difficult to hold.
"Forget it." After thinking for dozens of seconds, Nayako blinked and tilted her head and said, "It's not me who is under pressure anyway."
Prioritize the recovery of Haotian and Shangdi who have dual mythological characteristics, with the Three Pure Ones as auxiliary. This should be their tactics.
We can ignore that for now, but this universe must not be swallowed up, otherwise, by then, the omnipotent universe originating from the First Sky will be completely transformed into nutrients to provide to other world devourers.
This naturally includes fools.
While Nyako was analyzing, Deadpool on the ground grew a new body, and Constantine took out a cigarette and walked over cautiously.
"You son of a bitch@!#"
Deadpool's vocal cords had just grown back, and he used all the adjectives he had learned in his life to play a pleasant piano piece in the underground tavern.
Nayako just stared at Deadpool and said, "The DC Universe has fallen."
"Then you can't kill him!!!" Deadpool said word by word:
"I don't care about his mother's DC. Disney spent a lot of money to buy him back, but you let him get a box lunch before he even turns 60!?"
"Think about it, Wade." Nayako threw the bloody crowbar in front of Deadpool and said, "After this omniverse is swallowed up, where can you and him escape?"
"The entire void will be targeted by the Devourers of All Worlds. Even death cannot escape the bondage of the root."
"And he volunteered," Constantine added.
Deadpool's chest heaved violently. He suddenly turned around and pointed at Constantine, then slowly retracted his index finger, gritting his teeth, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Without Wolverine, my timeline will curl up again."
"Can't you just bring him back again?"
Nayako pointed at the ritual matrix drawn on the floor and said, "He didn't become a Heroic Spirit for you. He wanted to use the Holy Grail to save the people on his own timeline."
"This is where my defense breaks!" Deadpool punched the marble bar and broke his bones: "Fuck!!!"
Nyako shrugged and ripped Deadpool open again.
"Is there no help for me?"
Constantine watched as Nyarko dragged Deadpool and drew new circles on the ground with blood and internal organs.
"I don't know~ Anyway, if we seal or destroy them in this world, we can have a long and leisurely time."
Nayako motioned Constantine to stand in the middle of the ceremony holding the severed hand: "Otherwise, no one will have fun."
"Hohoho~ Is that so?" Deadpool cursed while spitting blood:
"Do you expect this little girl and a second-tier superhero to fight last night's 'sucking hilarious' or fight the black strange from the 'What If' series?"
"The more contestants who die, the more souls the Holy Grail will collect, the more magic power it will accumulate, and the more fragments the First Sky will recycle." Nayako let go of Deadpool, clapped his hands, and said:
"Every day, someone joins the ritual cycle, and we are right under their noses. It will be difficult to do anything without some help."
"Helper?" Deadpool spread his hands and said:
"At this point in time, there's The Avengers, and there's also a God of Steel in it, which I think is pretty good."
"All we need to do is stop this chaos and unite the Holy Grail War participants." The hair on Nayako's head slowly turned and asked:
"You still remember what happened in that place called Zhutian City, right?"
"We can get the truth out!"
"That doesn't make any sense." Constantine shook his head and said, "And according to what you said before, He can tamper with the reality and history of this universe at will."
"You know what?" Nayako's face was smiling again. The ahoge on her head just stopped and pointed at the other person, saying:
"Reincarnationists enter this world because they carry fragments of the First Sky, so it is considered normal. But how did you sneak in?"
"John, can you tell me?"
"What is it that you have been hiding?"
Constantine's pupils shrank. The cigarette he had been holding between his fingers had just been lit by a flame, but suddenly went out.
"It seems that we have never trusted each other." Nayako praised: "Well done, John~, but it's just a little bit short~"
Constantine looked at the summoning circle under his feet. The scarlet magic light was bright, but there were three details that were different from the previous Heroic Spirit Summoning Circle!
'Attention is distracted'
As soon as this thought came to mind, bloated, pus-oozing tentacles shot out from the magic circle, wrapped around Constantine and probed into various parts of his body.
“What the hell!?”
In Constantine's arms, the Spear of Destiny wrapped in the Shroud of Jesus suddenly flew out as if stimulated.
The bright and pure light rippled out from the burning holy fire, illuminating a figure wearing an imperial robe, with countless illusory wings stacked up behind him, and his face could not be seen clearly.
With his long hair draped behind his back and his eyes slightly closed, He is hanging upside down, bound by thorns on a pure white inverted cross.
Drops of blood and tears containing infinite light slowly flowed down and gathered under the cross, forming an ocean that embraced all colors.
Countless ruined palaces in the clouds are reflected in the ocean, as well as
Nayako's slightly dull smile.
Blanch!
[A long, long time ago, on the other side of Mount Buzhou, on the other side of the Chaos Sea, there lived a group of undead creatures and their leader Azathoth.
They are born from the original power of the world's laws, immortal, and indestructible. They are abandoned by the heavens and all worlds outside the dimensional void, wandering without support and displaced.
Full of resentment and hatred towards the universe, he uses resentment as power and blood as food, and uses the blood of all living beings to vent his endless loneliness!
These evil creatures have a memetic virus called "reversal", which can turn polluted beings into their own kind without them knowing it.
In ancient times, when all living things in the world were infected, the supreme beings headed by the God of the Beginning stood up, at the cost of sacrificing their own origins, to purify the polluted beings, correct history, and seal the blind and foolish outer god Azathoth.
Because of the curse of the undead evil creatures in the past, even if the mighty ones in the supreme realm enter reincarnation and go through thousands of years, when they return, they will be mistaken for the Devourers of All Worlds by the sentient beings of all worlds.
All causes and consequences are attributed to Haotian, and all sins of the heavens are attributed to God. 】
As the documentary played out the moving historical truths, Merlin sat in the screening room, scratching his head in confusion.
"Why do I feel something is a little strange?" He forced a slightly stiff smile and asked in confusion, "Is this the history?"
"That's it, trust your eyes."
On the rooftop of the Empire State Building, Su Lin dispersed the live broadcast in his hand and said, "Don't underestimate my intelligence network!"
This wave, this wave is a simple prediction, what we are trying to guard against is this group of born idiots who always want to make big news.
Think you were careless on the first level?
In fact, I had predicted their prediction long ago. This wave of people standing in the atmosphere with an omniscient perspective, planned and put all the old six in the Marvel Universe on the prevention list!
What cards can be played and what will be done can already be predicted in advance.
Laugh to death!
These thunder and routines are not the first time
Wiping the sad tears from the corners of his eyes, Su Lin looked at the tiny vehicles and pedestrians under the rooftop, stood up, exhaled, and slowly relaxed.
Since history has been tampered with anyway, wouldn’t it be simple to just use mysterious powers to construct a new movie plot?
If you want to promote it, just do it. Let the great deeds and legends of the Primeval God spread throughout the almighty universe.
"By the way, I have no more magic power now because of the huge consumption just now."
Su Lin turned to look at Irena and asked teasingly, "Miss Magician over there, do you have any way to replenish your magic power?"
"Is it okay to think about these things when you are busy with work?"
Irena flipped through the magic book she borrowed from Kamar-Taj expressionlessly, propped up her chin with a tired look, and said:
"I really envy people with strong mental strength. I've been staying up late to study."
Su Lin walked forward and looked at the pair of slightly lifeless glass eyes. He said nothing, but just lifted the other person's chin with his right hand.
After a few seconds, Irena moved her flickering eyes away and said:
"I knew you had bad intentions in making me the Master, didn't you?!"
The hot breath spread along their cheeks. The girl's body in his arms was tense at first, but then slowly relaxed. Su Lin gently held her shoulders and waist and hugged her tighter.
Drip!
Su Lin originally wanted to throw the phone away, but his eyes twitched when he sensed the caller ID on it.
After delaying for a while, he gently pushed away Irena, who had just recovered and was covering her lips.
"As a price for replenishing your magic power, I will replenish your mental strength."
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What responded to Su Lin was a thick iron-covered magic book and a command spell that prohibited him from dodging.
Although the 'Command Spell' is actually ineffective against me
Su Lin rubbed his forehead and looked at Irena, who was standing on guard with her wand and her cheeks slightly red.
He wiped the corner of his mouth, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and then turned around and answered the phone as if nothing had happened:
"I hope you don't ask me to help you find Sylvie, otherwise I can only go to Valoran to find the girl who threw the wheel."
[Uh...listen, I need to ask you something.] Loki's voice came from the other end of the line.
In the face of Su Lin's teasing, he did not respond in any other way, but his voice was somewhat serious.
[What's that movie about? The one about the Devourer of Worlds.]
"You're not Tony Stark"
[I can only use or view the chat history when he returns to this universe. As for what he did in the reincarnation space or somewhere else, I don’t know.]
Before Su Lin could finish speaking, Loki interrupted him and told him his actual situation.
What's going on.
Su Lin glanced at his phone in confusion and said with a strange expression:
"It's just a movie. It was used to scare people before. Don't tell me you believed it?"
[Of course, I won’t believe this kind of trick. I’m Loki. By the way, are you familiar with DC?]
"Not familiar." Su Lin suddenly turned cold.
He was in a bad mood when he thought of Constantine, the annoying customer who bought something worth 6666 yuan and caused a bunch of after-sales problems.
[Dude, we are actually in the same group. If you were the Fallen God, I would support you too. After all, I was a member of this social team in the beginning.]
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Su Lin's eyelids twitched. He was silent for a while and asked:
"Can't we talk about the progress? For example, are the percentage of sky fragments I have now enough for me to collect the mission reward and go home?"
[]
There was no sound on the other end of the phone after a while.
[You may need to suspend this Holy Grail War for a while. How about you go back first and come back to discuss the reward later?]
"?"
[I am unable to pay the reward for the time being, so.]
"why?"
Su Lin's puzzled voice, through the mobile phone and the complex principle of spatial dimensional information transmission, quickly arrived at the entrance of the DC editorial department of the Broadway Building in Manhattan, New York.
Loki, wearing a white shirt and holding a mobile phone between his shoulders and head, is now holding a resignation box, which is known as the workplace urn.
He looked back at Stan Lee, who was sitting at the door, and said, "I'm fired."
This time it was Su Lin's turn to be silent.
"We have worked together once or twice before, such as "Superman and Spider-Man" and "The Incredibles and the Hulk."
Stan Lee crossed his legs and flipped through a newly printed copy of "Fallen God". He put the magazine down, raised his eyebrows and said:
"But he seems to be really crazy this time."
Loki followed Stan Lee's gaze and looked into the DC editorial office.
Under the white light of high-wattage incandescent lamps, employees with tentacles and wings are writing furiously.
Commit your body and mind.
(End of this chapter)