Summoning Strange Objects from Anime to Reality

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In their moment of bewilderment, countless people unconsciously followed the advice given in this statement, raising their heads and looking up at the sun.

what is that?

A black dot?

Why does it look like an upside-down human figure?

Ah, I see it now...

A strange smile inevitably spread across everyone's face.

The pupils were splitting continuously, and the eye sockets were filled with countless eyes.

Old people, men, women, children, babies...

Basically, each operational base had 2 to 3 cult members infiltrated, and each operational base only required about 5 personnel...

Almost half of the extraordinary individuals related to the mind and spirit have already been corrupted.

“It’s no use, sir. The divine power of our lord is beyond the comprehension of mortals like you. This world will eventually become our lord’s kingdom.”

"Join us, sir, no, father. As long as our Lord comes, all our dreams will be fulfilled, and even resurrecting Mother will be a piece of cake."

Two Inspirers stood before the base leader, one of them extending his hand to him.

The elderly man with gray hair looked indifferently at his left and right hands, then slowly closed his eyes, concealing the fleeting pain in them.

My child, don't I want to resurrect my wife...?

The old man opened his eyes, sighed, and his once upright body immediately hunched over as he walked desolately toward the two of them.

"Sir..."

"Father!"

Then, in the next moment—

The old man placed his hands on their shoulders, and a blinding flash of electricity instantly reduced their bodies to dust.

"Only the omniscient and omnipotent infinite light can be the only salvation for this world!"

His eyes were filled with fanaticism.

Such things are happening countless times around the world.

Inspired, the people knelt before the figure, praising and extolling its greatness in a tone far beyond what a human could utter, with unparalleled fervor.

The entire continent of Europe and Africa fell instantly, and now, only the people of Asia, shrouded in darkness, have been spared.

And this place also became a playground for the cult of calamity.

Just as the major powers were suffering repeated defeats, believers who worshipped other unspeakable gods appeared and helped them defeat the rampant and wicked cult of calamity.

After some discussion, they reached a consensus—

Join forces to fight the enemy!

The Light of Truth and the Pope of the Shabh Mysticism joined forces to use forbidden divine magic to create a cycle of time and night, slowing down the Earth's rotation.

There are still 120 hours until the sun appears.

They must do everything they can to prevent the inverted figure from descending to Earth before time runs out.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

This is a draft; the person is currently away visiting relatives at the cemetery.

If the world were to end before the end of the world, what would you do?

At this moment, the immortal mountain Kunlun—

Countless radiant immortals stood here, enveloped in a faint silver or gold halo. Their exquisite robes were embroidered with flowing silver patterns or incredibly strange beasts. Upon closer inspection, one would discover that these patterns contained a certain rhythm, and the beasts seemed to appear alive before one's eyes, baring their fangs and claws.

In contrast, there was a group of demons, some with raging demonic flames, others with overwhelming bloodlust, emanating boundless aura of bloodlust and ferocity, their demonic power surging. Their pure black or blood-red robes were embroidered with countless Asura demons, evil spirits, and vengeful ghosts. A mere glimpse of them would drag one into a hell filled with boundless hatred and resentment, never to be reborn.

The top combat forces of the Eastern cultivation world have all gathered here.

"A great calamity is imminent. What are your thoughts?"

The old man sitting cross-legged in the center of the two sides opened his eyes, his old eyes seeming to hold the fading of stars.

"An extraterrestrial demon has descended upon the world, and such a forbidden existence at that. I'd like to know if I have any reliable insights into this."

A muscular man in a leather jacket spoke with a thick Northeastern accent, while scratching his bald head.

"Beast King, you are mistaken. If we gather all the fighting power in this world, we have a good chance of sending this extraterrestrial demon, who has not yet successfully descended into the world, into eternal slumber."

A figure enveloped in golden light, resembling the sun descending, spoke.

That's right. Even if the whole world joined forces, only a portion of them could possibly put Him into a deep slumber, and they wouldn't be able to kill Him at all.

In the mysterious ages, even death itself vanishes.

He has no concept of death.

"Hehehe, Golden Crow Master, you're really hilarious. What's your chance of success? One in ten or two? Even if you succeed, how many people do you think will come back alive?"

An old man, as withered as a skeleton and hidden in a black robe, cackled and confronted the Golden Crow True Man, emphasizing the word "normal."

"...So what are you going to do?"

"What should I do? Actually, those monks have already made up their minds. As for the method... In ancient times, Buddha cut off his own flesh to feed an eagle; now, Buddhist disciples are offering their bodies to feed the demon!"

The skeletal old man spoke in a strange voice, causing the surrounding real demons to turn pale with fright.

"Have they gone mad from chanting scriptures all day long?!"

"Don't they recite Buddhist scriptures, but instead recite those nameless sacrificial books?"

"Feeding demons with their own bodies? This isn't feeding demons with their own bodies! This is clearly sending themselves to their deaths! Are they planning to abandon their own Buddha?"

"Give it away? Are you sure you're giving it away? Hmph... If it leads to enlightenment, I'll do anything. Take a look at this first; this is what we seek."

The old man tossed out an ordinary scroll, which floated in the air and slowly unfurled, revealing its name to everyone.

The Seven Chapters of the Mysterious Lord's Secret Scripture

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"Hey, Xiaodao, do you think we can defeat that god...?"

Riko Mine sat down rather dejectedly next to Doman Tsukimori, while Oleander and Jeanne d'Arc sat nearby.

(Seating chart → Oleander, Tsukimori Michimitsu, Mine Riko, Jeanne d'Arc)

Logically speaking, they shouldn't be so relaxed right now, but those countermeasures are everyone's last hope, so the scrutiny is extremely difficult.

Now, the four former Yi You members can only sit here as security guards.

There are many more like them.

"I don't know, but it should be possible."

(Of course not)

"Yes, Riko thinks so too, but..."

Mine Riko lowered her head, her honey-colored twin ponytails swaying gently with the movement of her head, and her calves, encased in white lace stockings, swaying back and forth.

"Alright, it's decided! To avoid any regrets, let's go on a date!"

"what?!"

"Wait, wait—what are you saying, Riko!"

Joan of Arc cried out in surprise, and even Tsukimori Doman was taken aback by Mine Riko's startling words.

"Hey, is that not allowed? Riko doesn't want to become a crazy cultist, but if I fail, I might not be 'me' anymore. So at least I want to do what I want to do before that happens. Riko, I've never even been in a relationship before!"

That reason... it's so well said, it makes perfect sense.

"But none of the shops are open right now!"

"As long as the goods are here, that's fine! And Xiaozhen, why are you so excited? Could it be...?"

"Could it be? Could it be what...?"

Mine Riko's gaze instantly sharpened, making Jeanne feel a pang of panic and turn her head away, unable to meet Riko's eyes.

"Oh~↗? Oh~↘! I see~!"

Her sharp gaze turned subtle again, and this strange look made Joan of Arc feel somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"Oh, I see! Oleander, you too..."

"I have no opinion. If I had to say, I'd support Riko's idea. To do everything you want to do before the end, leaving no regrets, isn't that great? Sigh..."

A puff of smoke escaped from her cherry lips. Oleander tilted her head and looked at the three of them. Her black hair brushed against her fair face and fell over her "heart". If she were dressed in a kimono, she would look like a courtesan sitting on a high platform in a chaotic world. She was alluring with a touch of decadence, and her tranquility concealed a gloomy feeling. She was a beautiful sight, like a painting.

"No, I like boys. Let's take the side street. Even though the shopping street is deserted, the clothes are still there. Come with me and pick out a few things~"

A girl's ultimate weapon: acting cute? (????)

"Since Riko has put it that way, I have no choice but to play along."

Tsukishiro Michimitsu stood up and gentlemanly took the hand that Mine Riko offered.

"Moon Guardian, you—!"

"As a normal young man in his twenties who has been single since birth and has never been in a relationship, I simply cannot refuse such a request from a cute girl."

"Ah, Xiaozhen, why are you so excited? Don't tell me you want to come along too?"

Riko's current appearance reminded the group of people of a cunning fox.

Tsukishiro Michimitsu knew that their playful banter was merely a way to mask their own anxious hearts.

However, there is no need to worry.

When He descends, this world will become a paradise.

Please, please believe me.

Believers who are enemies of all beings in the end times

(Perhaps there's one more transitional chapter, or perhaps the finale will follow immediately.)

"emission--!"

How many times has this happened?

I don't know...

It doesn't matter anymore...

My mouth is so dry it's numb, and I can barely produce any saliva.

However, his clothes were already completely soaked with sweat.

Everyone looked up through the magic circle and their glasses with despair at the mosaic slowly approaching Earth in the sky.

If seeing it will drive you crazy, then you might as well not see it at all.

but--

Useless ...

Nothing worked...

Nuclear bombs, uranium light wave cannons, matter annihilation bombs, magnetic energy anti-vibration cannons, positron lasers...

These things disappear as they approach Him; even if they are detonated prematurely, they cannot stop His advance—at most, it would only take 0.5 seconds.

On the other side, the colossal magic unleashed by the Mage Tower of the Mage Council, centered around the Divine Key, caused Him to pause for a second...

It is speculated that this is because He was previously sealed inside a black hole...

Then, one second later, the black hole disappeared, the Divine Key overloaded and shattered, the Mage Tower was completely overloaded, and His steps began again.

All the races and gods gathered here and unleashed their power, but it was all in vain, only able to slow Him down for a fraction of a second.