The Collection of The End

——Marvel, 2015——

Niflheim.

The bottom of the abyss of the Country 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, gradually blending 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 they grab 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 at the bottom of 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 unconscious sinner 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? No, no, no, it is human common sense that you should say a few words before meeting acquaintances. 】

[In every sense, I am closer to a human being than you. 】

--【oh! So dangerous! Even though you were almost stabbed to death, your character of taking action even if you disagree has not changed, haha. 】

[Let’s get down to business. 】

——[Okay, business, business is, you can’t take the ‘Drowned Soul’ to the ‘Heim Underworld’. 】

【Are you teaching me how to do things? 】

--【how come? I don't dare to question your decision, but the problem is that she is not an 'ancient evil demon', but an impostor who assumes this identity. Once she leaves the 'field', she will lose the ability to control the souls of the dead, and may even disappear out of thin air. 】

[It sounds like you've tried it. 】

——[Indeed, not only did he get nothing, but he 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 memory of this conversation, the memory of the black box that bound her, and the memory of her 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 fighting 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 get close to the "Devastator" who was pinned to the wall with a huge light gun and 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, and 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 loopholes.】"

"It's not good to say this, but can you..." Fandral sheathed his sword and looked at "Devastator" and then at "Vision".

"[Actually, no,]" 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 abilities, if I'm lucky, it will possess my consciousness, if I'm not lucky...】"

"Then our 'Molecular Influence' course will have to change professors again," Moriarty walked out of the shadows on the side: "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 after asking this question, he retreated 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, one 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 Destroyer, 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!]"

"..."