The Collection of The End

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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 weird mirror with a dark 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 the sharp and harsh voice, a pale and skinny, terrifying hand like a hand pressed on the mirror from the "inside" of the mirror, while the "outside" was still empty.

The next moment, the strange mirror made a 180-degree rotation on the spot, 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 move towards the mirror. The direction of the "body" is "expanded" and "supplemented", 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, is 'history that has already happened'. For those with strength, it is 'foreknowledge' or 'divination' that can be changed. For those who are smart enough and have enough status, For a person with integrity, it is 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' mouth',】"

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:

"[Odin is very interesting. He clearly knows that the end of a road is the cliff of 'Twilight of the Gods', but because of his greed for the many benefits he can get on the road and his confidence that he can jump over the cliff, he resolutely steps on it. This road, even if there are multiple forks along the way, we can leave it alone - but it is only because of his stubbornness, arrogance and arrogance that we can appear here.】"

The Thunder Giant was still saying something in a loud, indistinguishable voice, but the spiked eyepatch monster had lost interest.

"[The 'Three Goddesses of Fate' in 'Fountain of Urd' only describe everything they see. The so-called 'Twilight of the Gods' cannot be avoided by making what they say come true in a 'literal sense'. Especially Odin has done many of the same things according to their prophecies, but he wants to change the final outcome.]" The weirdo walked to the nearest 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 your own hands? Ah, hee hee hee, hahahaha~]"

After laughing for a long time in the empty gray fog hole, the weirdo reached out and pulled out the green mirror full of network cracks from the black mud, then flicked it away and pulled out a bat wearing a dark green suit. The strange man shook out of the mirror. He fell on the floor and kept shaking. He was trembling and wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

"[I said, as long as you 'act according to the plan', your safety can be guaranteed,"" the spiked eyepatch "stared" at him: "[But if you act without authorization, do things you shouldn't do, and watch things you shouldn't Yes, then do it at your own risk - Is the Magic Dimension fun? Is 'Lord of the Magic Dimension' good to watch? Huh?]"

"■■——!" 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 eye mask had already put on the earplugs first, pointed at his ears, and then shrugged at him as if helpless, spreading his hands and shaking his head.

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 the 'Cosmic Demon God' to overthrow Odin's table, but none of you heard 'the lowest', right?]" The spiked eye mask pulled out the earplugs, While shaking his head, he walked towards other broken mirrors. The "black mud" along the way disappeared quickly as if it was absorbed.

Next, he found the "burning purple mirror", the "glittering orange mirror", the "pierced cyan mirror", and the "red mirror wrapped in black mist", and shook, slapped, and shook From the "Mirror World", a strange person wearing red clothes, a mechanical strange person emitting electric sparks, a female weirdo wearing a diving suit covered in seaweed and shells, and an extremely weak person with even his helmet and cape corroded off his clothes were thrown out in turn from the "Mirror World". The ragged weirdo then gave them a warm welcome:

"[Ah, it seems that the 'Lord of the Crimson Dimension' has lost interest in you, and it 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 each of the weirdos was unable to move and was unconscious, they all managed to insist on scolding the spiked blindfolds. However, due to their slow reaction and slow speech, they were unable to beat one of the four. In the end, two of them were stunned - probably from anger. .

Finally, the satisfied spiked eyepatch 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 guys are 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 get you back. At most, you will be like those idiots over there. Still dizzy for a while, there is one and only one exception - there is an essential difference between the object being fished out and the 'record', the difference between 'mortal' and 'Ares, the god of war from another world', unless this Only if the mirror is blind can't tell the difference.】"

The phantom in the mirror slowly rose and fell without any reaction.

"[Forget it,]" The spiked blindfold looked up at the thunder giant outside the gray fog: "[The 'Lord of the Chaos Dimension' has been hunted down all year round. He is as timid as a mouse and should not be able to make any waves - just do whatever you want. Let’s make a plan to deal with it.]”