The Collection of The End

Two thousand five hundred and fifty-three, Sherlock and death metal (8)

——Marvel, 2015——

——[Disruption of order]——

Click, click.

Although the sound of Illya chewing potato chips was not loud, it was still very clear because it was only one meter away from her ear.

"..." Sherlock, who remained invisible under the "Illusion Spell", turned his head to look at her in annoyance, trying to express his objection with his eyes.

"[?]" Illya, who was glowing with a faint yellow light, looked at him inexplicably, thought for a moment, showed an expression of realization, and then used her free hand to pull out a bag of potato chips from the void. Handed it over.

He didn't actually mean it... forget it.

The current situation looks very suitable for eating snacks.

Sherlock stretched out his hand, took the bag of potato chips after a brief space distortion, and then turned to look at the "Spider-Man" who was performing a Hollywood blockbuster in the distance.

Well... Of course, Hollywood blockbusters are the cliché stories in which after encountering an irresistible disaster or an invincible enemy, when everyone falls into despair, the hero appears like the dawn sun and saves the world.

Although the details are different, from the perspective of the light elves of Alfheim, there is almost no difference.

As one of the countries directly under the jurisdiction of Asgard, the light elves have absolutely no objection to holding a racing competition. Even if there is a certain amount of competition and fighting in it, and even if some people are worried about being affected by the fighting, Order has placed the "Race Point Torch" near it in advance. Important facilities and tree species can be removed.

In this case, the Green Lantern Corps player who arrived first, a gentle and well-spoken young man, persuaded them that he could complete the game with minimal impact, and there was absolutely no reason to refuse - especially since his attendant was still A "feather clan" with extremely high natural affinity.

But they never expected that according to the plan of "Kyle Rayner", what was finally captured and released was the ancient evil demon from the depths of the memory of the World Tree - although the knowledge of the "Laughing Bat" appeared A serious mistake, but nothing that needs to be corrected.

Afterwards, affected by the darkness released by the "Laughing Bat", everything in Alfheim began to corrupt and distort, and continued to release more darkness. In the end, this "Light Elf Kingdom" was completely shrouded in darkness and shadow. , the light elves who were lucky enough to be unaffected helped each other and formed a wandering resistance army called "The Light of the End". They tenaciously tried to expel the darkness and save their compatriots, at least until Asgard rescued them.

But obviously, the "Laughing Bat" had fully understood the situation on the field when he was "locked up", and successfully interfered with the live broadcast in some way, causing Asgard's rescue team to make a wrong judgment and go first. The most dangerous "Jotunheim".

The most critical reason why "End Light" can sustain until the arrival of "Spider-Man" is that Kyle Rayner's "summon", [Feather Qi], has become a cocoon. He was once active in ancient times and is now The extinct "Feather Clan", and the reason for their extinction lies in their innate ability: to heal other living beings by giving up part of their own bodies.

Although this [Yu Qi] is just a summoned object, this "inherent ability" still exists. In order to prevent the members of "End Light" from being corrupted, he constantly abandoned himself, and finally became almost an empty shell. If Illya hadn't come to the rescue in time to fill him up, the "Spider-Man" who had no healing ability would have had to let the strange "symbiote" parasitize him and barely save his life like a candle in the wind.

Now, under the leadership of Spider-Man, the light elves of the Last Light are gradually regaining their lost ground, converging the survivors, purifying the corrupted, turning the battle situation from a disadvantage to a balance of power, and causing the surging black fog that originally enveloped the entire country. It has faded a lot, and once the time is right, they will launch a general attack on the Holy Tree, the capital of the light elves.

Theoretically speaking, this should be a war drama, but it was turned into an action blockbuster by "Spider-Man". The reason is...

"[My garden! It's destroyed! I'm going to kill everyone who tramples on the lawn!]"

"Oh, hey, hey, calm down, man, look, I fly in the air on spider silk, not someone who tramples on your garden, you know? I know some very good gardeners, and I can help you soon. When the garden is rebuilt, it is guaranteed to be exactly the same as your previous garden, but you have to tell me your needs first, such as area, plant type and quantity. Of course, this is not free. Although my pocket money is not enough to advance, maybe we Can we catch the bastard who destroyed your garden together and make him pay?"

"[Garden! Compensation!]"

Who can tell him how this "Spider-Man" manages to have a long chat with any enemy he encounters, and occasionally even directly instigate rebellion?

"【Roar--!】"

"Oh my God, man, you have four heads. You, oh no, how do you communicate with other people? Who is responsible for the first sentence? Who is responsible for finishing? What about eating? You only use one head If you can eat enough, wouldn't the other heads who can't eat be pitiful? By the way, do you usually chat with each other? What do you say? Do you compliment each other's beautiful profile?"

"[Hoooooooooo!!]"

Even if some of the contaminated monsters are too crazy to communicate, they can still chatter all by themselves, attracting the other person's attention to themselves and completely ignoring the damage caused to them, which is obviously more Many "Last Light" coalition forces.

Click, watching Spider-Man chatter while flying around in the forest, Sherlock subconsciously opened the bag, took out a potato chip and took a bite.

Well, it really feels right to do this... huh?

Feeling a line of sight, Sherlock turned his head subconsciously and met Illya's unexplained gaze.

"What? Have you finished yours? No, this bag is mine."

Sherlock began to regret his words as soon as he said those words. How could the vice-principal be short of potato chips? My poor mouth must be influenced by Spider-Man.

"[Don't waste food.]" Illya said quietly, then turned her head back.

Um? Um?

Sherlock subconsciously took two more bites of potato chips before he realized that it seemed to be one of the three rules of Madam Vice-Principal's "Seaside Restaurant".

Did she just give herself potato chips because of another "free food for shipwrecked people"? But I haven’t recently—

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, there was a dull, thunderous roar coming from the distance.

Even if their vision was restricted by the black fog, everyone in the coalition could easily see the surging tide of darkness sweeping across the horizon, completely engulfing everything it came into contact with.

... suffered a shipwreck.

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