strictlysupreme Chapter 716: Crazy Dave Zombies vs. Cthulhu (The Truth Part )
Chapter 716: Crazy Dave Zombies vs. Cthulhu (The Truth Part )
Chapter 716: Crazy Dave Zombies vs. Cthulhu (The Truth, Part )
The dark ruins of the building looked like they had been hit by some kind of natural disaster such as a fire or earthquake. Only the eye-catching sign reminded people of where the opposite side of Loki used to be.
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Loki stared at the ruins in front of him quietly, slowly took out a comic book titled "Thanos V1" from his clothes, and said with a smile:
"This has happened before. Remember the Heart of the Universe event created by Jim Stalin?"
He tried hard to show his usual calmness, with his back to the ruins in the distance, and a hint of expectation in his eyes as he looked at Stan Lee.
"Thanos obtained the complete Heart of the Universe through cooperation with superheroes, but Thanos wanted to reshape the universe, and a group of superheroes and cosmic gods were unable to stop Thanos from destroying the universe."
Loki spoke quickly and briefly about what happened in the past:
"You seemed unable to stop him at that time, but in the end he gave up and restored everything in the universe. Anyway, this kind of cosmic crisis happens every day."
"It's not a big deal at all, is it?"
Stan Lee was holding the plate of donuts. He looked at Loki without saying anything. He took a bite and then picked up the kettle on the table to make a cup of black tea for Loki.
"This time is no different from the past. Even if the studio is destroyed, it can be rebuilt. I have a better idea."
Loki tore out a piece of white paper and outlined it again with ink. Soon a new studio appeared on it. He pasted it on the glass window to show his work.
"It's very simple." Loki looked back at Stan Lee and pointed at the paper, saying, "Look, it's like this."
He looked at the page again, but the words got stuck in his throat.
On that piece of paper, the studio that had just been drawn turned into a realistic sketch of the scenery outside the window, with only ruins and signs.
“There are still some differences, such as internal factors in the past, but no matter what, we were able to reach a consensus in the end and reach a perfect consensus.”
Stan Lee looked at the steaming cup of tea and said, "But this time we have to take into account certain external factors, such as financial crisis, world war and alien invasion."
"What does this have to do with you?!" Loki shouted excitedly, "You are..."
He spread out his hands and tried hard to grab something, but after seeing the other party shaking his head slightly, he took two steps back in disbelief, and his body showed some unstable fluctuations.
"You were talking to me about the Fallen God and the future," Loki said.
"So I'm surprised you're here." Stan Lee held the teacup by its handle and handed it to Loki:
"This is a higher dimension. For us, time is just a symbol unless we give it special meaning. It's like when you create a story, the beginning, middle and end of the story are all in no particular order in your mind."
"Have some tea. It will help you and your friends calm down."
Loki took a sip, and the warm black tea mixed with lemon aroma flowed into his stomach. This made him feel his own existence, and his body gradually stabilized.
At this moment, the resume that Stan Lee had just held in his hand, a piece of paper with abstract things printed on it such as masks, dice, mahjong, and monocles, seemed to be blown by the wind and flew out through the gap of the wooden door.
"Damn it." Loki's eyes widened and he immediately reached for the door handle.
"Be careful, kid." Stan Lee warned: "Crazy Dave is out there spreading the T virus to try to infect Cthulhu."
As Loki pressed the handle, he asked, "What?"
Boom——!
The crack in the door was suddenly opened by a huge force, and the shrill scream and the wind full of all the information scattered all the furnishings in the house.
"You are one, and you are ten thousand."
"It is the beginning, not the eternal way."
"All appearances are real. If you see that all appearances are not appearances, then you will see the Lord of Heaven."
Loki, who was rolling his eyes and nearly fainting, heard the choir's chants in a trance. Gradually, everything changed a little.
After a long and short period of adaptation.
Loki looked at the white linen robe that appeared on his body and the small white wings that appeared behind him. Above his head, there was a sphere with billions of rays of light that turned into the sun, and he was bathed in the light.
He couldn't help but immerse himself in it, as if he had infinite wisdom and really wanted to make this moment eternal.
is there any method?
Loki saw many handsome and beautiful angels on the opposite side holding Buddhist scriptures and singing together. They waved their arms, as if inviting him to join them and comprehend the great way of the universe.
"Trust me, you don't want to go."
A hand pulled Loki from behind, and with a swish, he stumbled and fell to the ground when he had already stepped half a foot out of the door.
"What the hell?!" Loki yelled in horror: "What is that?!"
Strong winds swept through, clouds shattered, billions of brilliant spheres were washed by the white rainstorm, huge tentacles that covered the sky hung from the sky, countless brass eyeballs reflected illusory feathers of light, and the sound of the mysterious avenue, better than the effect of stereo surround sound, echoed in the void.
Those tentacles, carrying long swords emitting vast immortal light, rushed towards the glorious sphere. During this time, some bubbles were poked, from which different dimensions were clearly listed.
The eyeballs on the tentacles glanced towards different dimensions, and His power shone along with them. This was the beginning.
Countless universes that are equally whole and tend to infinity began to be born.
The Genesis sounded, and the wisdom and knowledge scattered in it began to turn into life, performing stories of different styles, from Eastern fantasy to Western fantasy, from cultivators to magicians, from the Age of Gods to the Age of Science and Technology.
The cycle of creation and destruction continues forever!
"Your Majesty Bishop!"
"Boss Tianfu!"
"Dear mentor!"
A green dead wood mask bit Loki's trouser leg, but a thick tentacle emitting holy light was wrapped around the mask from the outside, as if trying to drag it into the rainstorm:
"We were wrong, shake us!!!" X4
"Crazy Dave Zombies vs. Cthulhu" Stan Lee said as he took his last bite of the donut:
"I can't imagine such a plot in my life. Both the copyright and linkage are too abstract. The audience will think that the director or screenwriter is out of his mind."
"Fortunately you didn't run too far. You are still within my private territory."
He turned and walked into the inner room, took out a double-barreled shotgun and walked to the door. After loading the gun, he pointed it at the mask on Loki's trouser leg, or rather, the holy light tentacles that completely wrapped the mask.
"Let go of these harmless young people, you crazy idiot!"
boom--!
boom--!
After firing two shots in succession, accompanied by splashes of light, Stan Lee dragged Loki, whose half leg was still outside, back into the house. More tentacles came, and at this time, he took out a grenade with a cross flash and a ring from his arms.
"Surprise, damn it!!!"
He threw the grenade far away with a strength that was totally inconsistent with the image of an old man. The shining grenade was sucked into the overwhelming tentacles. A scorching white light suddenly appeared, and a hot wind and mushroom cloud rose up, tearing everything apart.
“You’ll suffer for this, go back to your Arkham Asylum! Hahahahahahaha——!”
With a bang, Stan Lee closed the door and clenched his fist to celebrate, as if he was very satisfied with what he had just done.
"Is that the Heart of the Universe?!" Loki shouted in disbelief.
"It's just a special grenade." Stan Lee raised his eyebrows and said, "I have to find a way to protect my private territory, otherwise my brain will be eaten by crazy Dave."
Loki, who was still in shock, looked at the job application resume in his hand that was wet and damaged by the rain. The mask he had just put on had also changed back to its original state, and there was no movement at all.
"Is he really that God?!" Loki asked in disbelief, "Is it because of him that you changed companies?!"
"Well," Stan Lee glanced at the resume on Loki's body and did not give a direct answer: "Not exactly."
He reached out and pulled Loki up from the ground, and the two of them came to the edge of the windowsill again.
Looking out from the room, there were no tentacles or bubbles, only the ruins that I had just seen.
Obviously, this is the filtered view.
The owner of this house does not want to see the picture of hell outside the window while drinking afternoon tea or taking a rest, so as not to ruin his already good mood.
Loki quickly drank two sips of tea to calm himself down and also to stabilize his existence.
Stan Lee picked up the teapot and refilled his cup. He looked out the window with a nostalgic look: "That is the end of the story. It hasn't happened to you yet, but it has become a fact."
He turned and patted a storage box. Boxes like this already filled half the room.
“I preserved your image.”
Of course, it’s only an image.
This means that in this new studio, stories that have been born or have not yet been born will not have much to do with them. It is equivalent to a work that is just a rehash or a rehash of sentiment.
"How does He have such power?" Loki was puzzled.
"For any country, the first president has a different meaning." Stan Lee said: "As the beginning and the origin, he has the right to choose the end."
He sighed, placed his hands on the sliding window, and made an effort to lift it upwards.
"Wait." Loki's hands trembled and he stopped him in fear.
"Don't worry, this is the safe passage." Stan Lee winked at Loki with his right eye and smiled, "This room is already messy enough."
He lifted it up with force, and as Loki was in a state of fear as if suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder, the scene outside the window changed accordingly.
Just like many film reels stacked together, under the illumination of a light source, countless scenes appeared in Loki's eyes. He seemed to have traveled through day, dawn, night, stars, fantasy.
But there was a vague shadow, something far deeper than darkness, that loomed over all the scenes.
It may be big or small, covering everything or just a tiny dot.
"The Abyss, a part of the void, is what they call it, with the potential to replace the entire void in turn."
Stan Lee said:
“As long as there is a possibility, there is a possibility of becoming a reality. As long as there is a possibility of becoming a reality, it can be regarded as reality to some extent.”
At this point, Stan Lee spread his hands helplessly. He took out a sniper rifle from somewhere and placed it on the windowsill, aiming at the space-time in which the First Sky completely controlled the Omniverse.
Bang.
The entire omnipotent universe that had transformed into the image of the first sky concept body had a hole in its head and quickly disappeared in the following time.
"As you can see, I was able to take out the first president, but..."
In front of Loki's eyes, a blurry shadow appeared in the place of the destroyed omnipotent universe. A gray-white time tree with broken and broken branches, which looked like infinite lines, stood in the middle, growing in the reappearing image of the concept body of the First Sky.
He seemed to have sensed something. His body was dotted with stars, and his long, oval, olive-shaped vertical pupils emitted black light, staring intently in the direction of the room.
Loki felt a sense of foreboding overflowing from his bones, as if he saw his own end, as if he saw himself, as if he saw
He slowly turned his head and looked at Stan Lee beside him.
"Above all things?"
"As long as he stays in the abyss corresponding to this void dimension, he is."
Stan Lee shrugged and said, "To give an inappropriate example, Schrödinger's cat, so his presence in there is equivalent to having the same status as me, not to mention"
"They have help."
Inside the First Sky, a dark green, deformed and bloated monster was roaring. It symbolized the end of everything, the stagnation of all reincarnations, and with eternal hatred and anger, it annihilated everything from endless time and space.
——Toba
The other side of everything.
"Under normal circumstances, this possibility does not actually have that much influence on the universe."
Stan Lee said darkly: "But after too many destructions and reincarnations, the possibility of such an ending, as well as the influence of the abyss on this universe, has increased sharply."
He came to a drawing table and picked up a new manuscript to show Loki.
"From now on, I plan to carry out the story of love and peace."
All the villains and superheroes mentioned above love each other, and after confrontation and fighting, they understand each other and become a comedy story of family, and there are also various LGBT+ elements.
"what do you think?"
"Not very good, the box office will definitely crash"
Loki turned around and asked seriously, "Is there any way to stop Him?"
"There's nothing we can do about it." Stan Lee said apologetically, "Only the president can undo the decision he made."
Loki was about to speak when he suddenly frowned.
"What did you say?"
"There is no way."
"The latter part."
"Only he can undo it."
The room suddenly became quiet. Loki stared at Stan Lee for a moment and tilted his head with a little uncertainty.
"He himself, the First Sky"
Loki opened his mouth, and his body swayed for a while. He immediately raised the cup and wanted to take a sip, but the cup was empty.
"That's all." Stan Lee tilted the teapot and smiled at Loki: "Let him choose for himself."
"But he is not fallen." Before Loki could finish his words, with a bang, he turned into a comic book and fell to the ground.
Stan Lee picked up the comic book, looked out the window with a smile on his face, and there was the projection light source that Loki had ignored before.
A ray of light that penetrates the void, transcends the limitations of time and space, and shines as brightly as the sun.
A familiar figure is standing there, burning and sublimating all his own concepts.
"I almost recognized the wrong person."
(End of this chapter)