The Endless Shuttle

A bright scene that cannot be described in words.

"Okabe, did I overslept the day before dawn?"

"Ah, idiot! Ah Zhi, take out your phone quickly, and be sure to take photos and tweet. It's a rare encounter in thousands of years, no, in thousands of years!"

"Huh? But my phone is still charging. Why doesn't Okabe use his own phone?"

"...Mine is also charging."

On the streets of Tokyo, two teenagers of high school age were downcast, annoyed that they could not seize the opportunity to film a miracle.

And the perpetrator of the miracle, Ropey stood on the dilapidated building and let out a sigh of relief.

The red and hot "salvation knife" returned to his hand, and the meteor of thousands of artifacts disappeared. He looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, the torrent of light fading in the sky.

The "Vortex Curse" had not yet started its ambition to "all things into one", but was wiped out by the Demon King in the sky of Akihabara after the premature birth.

It could have been more powerful, it could have been more vigorous, and it could have caused even more terrifying disasters.

"Originally" words-

The dark clouds dissipated, and the night sky of the last quarter of the moon was seen again.

Chapter 27: Please be the Lord of the Inhuman

The curse was destroyed.

Rope is very sure.

At the moment that the flood of light faded, the black-haired youth could clearly see the place where the "vortex curse" was originally located, the space shrank abruptly, and then returned to normal.

This proves that that small piece of space has been erased from this plane forever in the explosion of energy.

If there is a resurgence, then he has nothing to say.

The battlefield, the high-end apartment next to UPX, is the home of Akiba Liumiho. This luxurious building was destroyed by the aftermath of Rope's battle because it was just below the whirlpool.

It is conceivable that this street will be bustling again soon after two midnight. A large number of police and firefighters will arrive within half an hour, and then there will be disasters that can never be detected. Cause investigation...

Everywhere is a scene of depression with broken walls.

Rope didn't worry about the young girl getting hurt at all. With the secret magic protection he gave, even if a missile detonated by Akiba Liumi's side, it would be blocked by the mighty power of Cthulhu the "Eternal Sleeper".

Slap, slap.

The applause slightly drew the black-haired youth's attention from the sky.

The mask craftsman stood in the middle of the empty street, surrounded by pieces of paper scattered like snowflakes.

Even if it is covered by a mask, Rope can feel it, and the monster is smiling happily.

"It's wonderful."

The mask craftsman said in a high tone.

"To see such a beautiful scene, my life is worthwhile!"

Landing from a tall building to the ground, Rope moved his aching wrist and glanced at the remains of the picture album on the ground.

"What you have drawn so hard, just tore it off like this?"

"No, no, no."

The mask craftsman shook his head repeatedly and pointed to the position of his heart.

"Those beautiful pictures are in my "heart". The picture album is nothing more than a foreign object, I just want it, just like this. "

As soon as it stretched out his hand, another picture album appeared in his hand.

"There will be new ones soon."

Staring at the picture book in the hands of the mask craftsman, Rope frowned.

He didn't feel the fluctuation of the space just now, and he had real eyes and would not be confused by the messy hallucinations.

That really appeared out of thin air.

It's the same as "Bai Ji" Alte Luci's "Utual Realization".

The black-haired youth immediately thought of the unique "special product" of this chaotic world.

"Are you also a "reality bender"? "

"Reality bender... Is that the noun given to us by the Western Organization?"

The mask man had obviously heard of this word, and he smiled.

"It seems to be very appropriate, you can think so. I am born out of nothing, tampering with reality, I am such a creature... Oh! But not all reality can be changed, I am more inclined to "shape monsters." "

"You seem to know the SCP Foundation well..."

Luo Pei said deeply.

The mask craftsman waved his hand to deny.

"It's just a little bit." It explained: "A few decades ago, I have investigated the affairs of that Western organization. I only know that the organization's job is to contain non-human creatures like I. The other details are not clear. After all, there is metal in that organization to block the power of the soul, and that pair of people is a natural enemy among natural enemies. If you dare to mess around, you will really die."

It seems to be very understanding indeed.

Luo Pei knows what mask craftsmen mean by "metal that blocks the power of the soul."

"SCP-148"-"Mind Interruption Alloy".

A constantly regenerating metal iron ingot, it can effectively block or hinder the super-sensing mental influence of nearby organisms.

In other words, it is the metal that completely guards the mind and mental abilities.

"SCP-148" is the nemesis of some reality benders in this world.

As mentioned earlier, the almost omnipotent "Witch Girl", as long as she is in a sleep state, even an ordinary adult male can use this metal forged weapon to damage or even kill her.

"Then you undoubtedly missed a lot of interesting stories."

Rope shrugged.

It's just a monster who knows the SCP Foundation, nothing to be surprised.

Having clearly expressed kindness and respect, and will not hinder Rope's trial, the black-haired youth naturally has no reason to embarrass him.