Infinite World: Random Characters, Start with Red Archer

(Thank goodness, Little Detective almost got killed...)

She felt a little smug, happy that she was about to escape danger.

"pat..."

But the next moment, she sensed that something was wrong.

"Tick tock..."

Pain shot through his chest, blood gushed down his abdomen, and his knees slid to the ground.

Huh?

(Am I being attacked?)

The person who was actually apprehended was still in a daze, unable to react in time.

But as the large hand twitched, she realized that a burly man had somehow appeared beside her.

Tall and exuding an unusual aura...

When did the other party appear?

Before she could even figure it out, she lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground, her body beginning to dissipate.

"!!"

Serega and Meteora stared blankly at the scene, unable to recover for a long time.

One side, on the other hand, launched into a scathing attack.

"Tch, you really know how to pick your timing."

When prey is taken away, no one will speak kindly.

He glared fiercely at the man with the mixed blonde and white hair, recognizing the "power" he represented.

This is a participant... and a participant who used a Fusion Card.

"This appearance and the double..."

His gaze fell upon the golden centaur, and a bad feeling crept into his mind.

If the fusion card series used by the opponent is indeed as he thinks, this battle will be quite troublesome.

"I see. Even if time is stopped, your vector operations will remain in the state that was set at the beginning, instead of disappearing or becoming invalid."

"To hit you directly during this period, you must also mix in the content that the reflection does not cover."

"What a tough guy to deal with."

The tall man glanced at the twisted fingers but didn't seem to care.

The bloodstains on his hand, which had been covered in blood, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

What's even more intriguing is what this man just said.

Time stops?

Vector operations?

Meteora noticed the information the two had revealed and pondered it intently.

"How could this be..."

Serega stared at Zhenjian, who was lying on the ground and gradually disappearing, and was not in a daze for a moment.

The other person had clearly created some distance between them just now, but in the blink of an eye, Zhenjian was already dead.

Anyone who saw this would think it was a terrifying paranormal event.

(I didn't see it clearly at all...)

How did that man manage to suddenly appear next to Zhenjian and make his move?

I don't understand at all...

"Alright, now that the target is dead, do you still want to fight me?"

With a hint of pleasure in his voice, the man looked at one side.

Meteora and Serega, on the other hand, paid no attention and didn't care at all.

"Hmph, you dare to ask for something after stealing my things."

"

One side glared at the person in front of it, but only made a few symbolic attacks.

But they were all easily intercepted or evaded by the other party.

Little did they know, the man piloting the stunt double was savoring the results of the experiment.

Don't be fooled by his seemingly blank stance; he had actually been employing numerous tactics in his attack, but all of them had failed.

During the time he was stopped, he used a total of more than ten different things to attack, but still could not defeat his opponent.

"Forget it, I'm not in a hurry to play with you now."

Knowing the other party's special nature, the man began to consider backing out.

Moreover, the answer to finding an effective way to retreat is now obvious.

It's just that in the midst of the stench and the humiliation, the phoenix-shaped glass, the crickets and the scorpions, the stench and the scorpions, the scorpions ...

"How is it possible... that it just disappeared?"

Meteora and Serega were taken aback by what they saw and hadn't quite figured it out yet.

How exactly did that created being manage to do it?

"Tsk..."

As one side watched the other leave, they felt both displeased and had questions.

Even if the other person could fly, the time stop just now definitely lasted for more than nine seconds.

Nine seconds is not enough to be completely still; there must have been some clues left behind.

But right now, there's nothing... and nothing that people can track down might remain.

This indicates an anomaly...

He just hasn't been able to analyze it yet.

Standing on the rooftop, Aizen looked down at Shiki, who had not yet appeared.

(Time stops?)

(Even in normal situations, it will be subject to this hard control.)

(Using Dream Collapse should eliminate any worries.)

Han Ming also noticed the situation of the participant who resembled "DIO" and was pondering it as well.

While they were causing a stir, another participant began to take his own unique action.

.........

"Huh?! This...this is super interesting."

"Do you really want to publish it here?"

As an editor, he hadn't seen such an exciting comic in a long time, so he stood up and asked the young man in front of him.

"Yes, we have quite a few drafts in reserve, so we hope to publish them as soon as possible."

"No problem, if it gets popular after being promoted, we can start serializing it right away..."

"As a short story, it is excellent enough."

Hearing this, the editor was also very happy.

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

One-Punch Man

He packed the two manuscripts into a file folder, then noted down his contact information, and finally said goodbye to the young man.

260. Utilization and Implementation Methods (4K)

"In conclusion... based on the investigation over the past few days, no corresponding works have been found for the new creation."

A woman dressed in a suit and wearing glasses was speaking to several people sitting in the conference room.

Kikuchihara Aki...

She is the coordinator in charge of cabinet special operations...

They were members of a task force specifically assigned by the government to handle this incident.

The existence of the created creatures was already known to the relevant institutions, and thus corresponding organizations were established to respond.

Of course, they did not treat their creations with hostility.

I also understand that the powers possessed by those fictional characters cannot be understood using common sense physics, so we need to communicate with them very carefully.

Fortunately, she had already met with Serega, Meteora and others before, and knew their stance, so she felt at ease.

But now, because of the emergence of new creations, it is necessary to convene such a meeting.

"Could it be someone from some forum?"

Matsubara Takashi put forward a viewpoint, which in turn sparked a debate among the participants.

As the author and "father" of Serega, he is now also protected by the state.

Because the phenomenon of being created by the world to kill "the author himself" exists.

After all, no one can remain indifferent once they know that their world is a fabricated, arranged "stage."

In order to change their own "situation, settings, and relationships," it is possible for them to approach the author and ask them to change the plot.

"You mean fan fiction?"

"After all, even if it's not a popular work on the market, there are still fans who create their own..."

"That's possible..."

A group of people stared at Aizen, Ichika, and the blond-haired man in the picture, lost in thought.

"Sata, haven't you seen it either?"

"Huh? No..."

When his name was called, the young student's face tensed, his hands unconsciously clenched, and then he responded awkwardly.

"What's wrong? You've been acting a little strange lately..."

Serega tilted her head and looked at his appearance, asking with some concern.

"No...it's nothing."

Shaking his head, Sa Tai waved his hand.

Even if they say it's okay, their less-than-ideal expression still can't be hidden from some people.

But he doesn't have the mind to deal with it right now.

He lied when everyone asked him about the origins of the "Military Princess".

He knew perfectly well the true identity of that person.

But that wasn't meant to be a cover-up; rather, it reflected the inner turmoil and gloom within.

The author of Altair, he was someone I knew...

But the other person died under certain circumstances, and Sata felt ashamed because he believed he was partly responsible.

The overwhelming guilt and heartache prevented him from successfully revealing Altaïr's secret...

"Then let's look for it on fanfiction websites later."

"OK."

With no results from the discussion, the only option left was to search online for any relevant information.