The Collection of The End

——Marvel, 2015——

Over Tokyo.

In the dimensional rift shaped like a dragon's eye, Alan Scott, the leader of the Green Lantern Corps, held a lantern and looked at the orange liquid flowing freely in the city below, frowning slightly, showing a little "disapproval" expression.

"Don't be too harsh on that girl doll~" Next to "Longmu", the little boy in red sitting on a large group of white clouds said: "Looking directly at 'death' with the naked eye, it just turns into water instead of melting. For Ashes, she is already trying her best to restrain herself."

"It's better to turn into ashes," Scott replied: "No one can go to the 'end of time' to find trouble with the 'Lord of the Ash Dimension' who is in charge of the 'Ember of the World', but he hopes that human beings will 'melt into one' The Lord of the Ocean Dimension can't run away."

"After all, they are all the incarnations of 'death', so rounding them off doesn't mean they have found the wrong person." The little boy bared his teeth and smiled.

"What if the 'Laughing Bat' originally found the wrong target, but then rounded it up and found the right target?" The light on Scott's hand flashed.

"..." The little boy raised his hand and scratched his head, then jumped down from the clouds, "Look, she's about to draw her sword."

Ignoring Scott's hesitant expression, he pulled out the short red stick from behind and drew a circle around the entire city of Tokyo.

As the boy drew a circle, a "golden circle" surrounding the entire city emerged. It looked completely different from the city's distant view on the same "layer", and even the "resolution" was completely different, as if It was a low-level special effect for forcing the stick on, but the boy's expression when he retracted the stick was quite satisfactory.

"Is this the 'technique of drawing a ground to form a prison' where 'wind can enter, rain can enter, but monsters cannot enter'?" Scott commented.

"Yes, just in case," the little boy replied, wagging his tail: "I understand the term 'singularity', but I don't believe in its reliability."

"It's a coincidence, I don't believe it either." Scott said as he raised the lantern in his hand.

As he moved, outside of the "low-level golden aperture special effect", a clear and delicate large green mark appeared on a larger area of ​​the surface. It seemed to be composed of two concentric circles of different sizes. On the outer ring with slightly thicker lines, there are three arrows spaced 120 degrees apart from each other, pointing towards and penetrating the inner ring. The overall logo looks like it means that the internal things have been completely blocked.

"That's not the logo of the Green Lantern Corps." The little boy put the red stick back into the small bag on his back.

"It's the logo of the original Green Lantern," Scott added, before the boy could say anything else. "And I am the original Green Lantern."

"Huh? Oh~" the little boy blinked: "Indeed, there was no Green Lantern on the Marvel set. You brought the entire Legion over from next door."

"Don't imitate Deadpool's speech," Scott glanced at the city below: "He is now-"

Tsk buzz——!

The next moment, from the center of the city, an arc-shaped sword light like burning flames shot straight from the ground to the sky, and then hit some kind of invisible shield that enveloped the entire city.

Although the collision itself was silent, the way the sword light was blocked but continued to rub against the inside of the "shield" was enough to make anyone who saw this situation conjure up a harsh squeak in their mind.

As the sword light condensed and never dispersed, a layer of illusory "armor" glowing with golden light slowly lit up on the outside of the invisible shield around the city. The huge curtain composed of 0s and 1s also appeared, clearly showing that it "wrapped" the entire city like a cloud.

"Hey, it turns out you are still thinking about the 'somersault cloud'?" The little boy moved to the side, raised his hand and patted the "cloud" under him: "Come and try? But I won't be responsible if you go directly through it."

"No need," Scott stared at the city "protected" by the triple shield without looking back: "It seems that the 'singularity' is not that easy to break."

"According to the set of 'moon rules', it is conceptually a 'world' or 'universe' the size of a city, which cannot be penetrated by any person or force below the 'multiverse level'," the little boy said: " That girl doll is really restrained."

"If she had really restrained herself, she would not have rashly used the power of 'Death' to attack 'Demon Pillar Barbatos'," Scott responded lightly: "That is the power mixed with the 'Instrument of Desire'," The flesh and blood of Dormammu, the Lord of the Dark Dimension, the contract of Mephisto, the Lord of the Hell Dimension, the creation of Ultron, the Lord of the Virtual Dimension, and the memories of the Eternal Fire Death Dragon Barbatos , the 'Holy Grail' and the 'twisted wishes of most people in the city', if you overturn it rashly..."

"We have to 'restart' this small world to solve the problem," the little boy continued: "The environment and all the indigenous people will be traced back to the node when the 'Singularity' was first born, and that time did not belong to the extraordinary world here. Those who do will be kicked out."

"Unless they make up a suitable identity for themselves before the 'reboot' begins—huh?"

Before Scott finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look inside the "Dimensional Crack", then quickly reached out and grabbed a sentence from the dark space.

A "sentence" in the literal sense is a row of erratic words floating in the air out of thin air. They will change color, size and font according to the "text background" that the person who is reading the text can see. Its content is: :

[Dormammu prayed to ‘death’, willing to kill the murderer who cut him in two and scattered them on the ground at the cost of falling into hell. ——Mephisto's delivery (authorized). 】

"Hehehehe~ah hahaha~" After seeing this line of text, the little boy laughed so much that he rolled on the clouds.

"Did this Dormammu accidentally sell himself when signing some contracts?" Scott touched his chin thoughtfully: "As for the purpose of Mephisto's prayer - to obliterate the best , If not, there is also a powerful thug in the hell dimension, and we can also take the opportunity to study the rules of how wishes can be realized."

"Haha... there are no rules for fulfilling wishes. It all depends on someone's mood. The mermaids of the 'Earth's Inner Sea' must know this very well," the boy finally stopped laughing and was lying on the cloud. His calves were shaky: "And this malicious wish to obliterate someone can't even reach 'her'."

"Then, we just have to watch here -"

Sizzle...

The little boy was still discussing with Scott, and the sword light quickly weakened as if it had exhausted its power, maintaining its original posture and gradually dimming and dissipating.

And the arc-shaped afterimage it left on the shield looked like a picture when viewed from a high place...

A weird smile raised at the corner of his mouth.