Summoning Strange Objects from Anime to Reality

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The killer clown looked at the empty space in front of him with a puzzled expression, then detonated the marker and instantly teleported to a blind spot in Tsukishiro Doman's line of sight.

When it first appeared, it found itself in a forest, with a figure running away in front of it.

Chase?

Chase!

After throwing a few playing cards forward, the killer clown dashed off.

The two ran like this for about ten minutes. Tsukishiro Michimitsu began to pant slightly, and the Killer Clown's speed also decreased slightly.

"Beep beep-"

The sirens of ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars echoed throughout the city. The black smoke that gradually merged with the night sky revealed a sinister glint, as if mocking the powerlessness of mortals and celebrating the start of this chaotic feast.

The intense flames burned fiercely, the torch of dawn breaking through the darkness like a lighthouse on the sea. Its light pierced the darkness, but it brought not hope, but the most dazzling despair.

The city is on fire—

The roars and cries of the people drowned out the alarm that had just sounded. The next second, another violent explosion bombarded people's tense nerves and eardrums. Another huge torch was lit. If your ears are sharp enough, you can also hear a twisted laugh.

"Crackling and popping—"

—Someone is setting off fireworks.

After all, the festival is approaching, and they've been preparing for the fireworks display for a long time.

Judging from the looks of it, the fireworks here are going to benefit some clowns.

Countless fireworks were lit, their dazzling display forming a giant, comical pattern in the sky. Normally, people would applaud and praise this skill, but now, few had the leisure to watch this enormous farce.

But as some people screamed in terror, others looked up at the comical pattern in the sky, and then they too began to scream in terror—

The huge, comical pattern didn't disappear; instead, it grew larger and larger in their field of vision—

This comical image is falling from the sky!

"Is this the power of a clown? I don't understand."

Tsukishiro Michimitsu watched indifferently as the giant, comical smiling face fell, then exploded on the ground, turning the city into a living hell.

This city is weeping.

One building after another was detonated and set ablaze, the sound of fireworks echoed in the sky once more, and another giant, comical smiling face fell to the ground.

"Is art just an explosion? It seems that's a skill all clowns share."

Tsukishiro Michimitsu looked up once more before continuing to run into the city.

This is an opportunity.

what chance?

Opportunities to infiltrate various organizations.

As for why?

It was His arrangement.

.......

Limbs, chunks of flesh, blood—

Crying, wailing, roaring—

This was utter chaos; the maniacal laughter of the figures had etched fear and madness deeply into every corner of the city.

The chaotic banquet was fully underway. The grinning clowns lit candles, set off fireworks, poured bright red liquid into each guest's "glass," and then sang and danced throughout the banquet.

The city has lost its original shape, transformed into an indescribable form by endless chaos, and has completely merged with the clowns in a cruel manner bordering on despair.

Reason is gradually being torn apart, and the shadows lurking in this city are creeping along the edge of the abyss.

Something hidden has quietly emerged amidst the chaos in this city.

"Damn it, you've completely enraged me."

Shinichi Kosuke stared furiously at the city, which resembled a living hell, his fists clenched so tightly that his bones clashed together.

This is his hometown!

And you dare to be so presumptuous in my hometown!

Unforgivable!

A belt box appeared in Xin Jiankangjie's hand. He placed the belt box on his waist and pressed the switch.

“Li/nking line”.

The air around his hands gradually turned gray and oppressive, and a mass of gray energy flowed into the belt box.

"Lincoln is such a big jerk (li/nk start)!"

Man-made marvel—the Kamen Rider transformation device!

To put it bluntly, it's just a bunch of tech-obsessed geeks who got hooked on Kamen Rider. After contacting a highly skilled otaku—the Fallen Angel Governor Azazel—they excitedly teamed up to create a fake Kamen Rider transformation device, which is said to have already begun mass production.

What Shinichi Kosuke has in his hand is a raw version that he bought from a sorcerer for a huge sum of money. It hasn't been modified into forms like Kuuga, Den-O, or Decade yet. Once bound to it and filled with his own energy, it will automatically transform into the corresponding form. It is said that it will change into different forms depending on the user.

After his last battle with the witch Ue Sarika, Shinonome Kosuke felt his own abilities were insufficient. However, the growth of his special ability was somewhat unique, so he turned his attention to external forces.

Then he stumbled upon the Kamen Rider series.

Then, after learning that there was a Kamen Rider transformation device that was both powerful and cool, he immediately took out his wallet and bought one.

Damn, it looks so good, I want to get one too.

But now is the time to activate this transformation device.

A thick layer of gray energy enveloped Shinsuke, obscuring the view inside.

"call--"

The gray energy transformed into a howling wind and swept away, leaving a black figure standing there under the moonlight.

A 500-word description is omitted here.

Fantasy Transformation - Desperate Emperor!

Although I've been involved in organized crime, murder, arms dealing, and running casinos, I know I'm still a good kid.

"So be it, all your sins!"

After uttering a very sophisticated line, the black-clad knight rode through the wind and darkness, heading towards the place where the fireworks had been launched.

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.

Happy New Year.

The pond in the north courtyard has sunk; I don't want to talk.

"Link" is a sensitive word; I don't know why.

I'm a little tired, I'll rest for two days.

As the title says, I need to rest for two days during the Chinese New Year holiday.

To put it simply, I went out to play and visit relatives to receive red envelopes these past two days. After all, I'm still a child, aren't I?

Glug glug ...

Chapter 337 This world needs knights!

"That's about enough."

Tsukishiro Doman stopped running and turned to look at the killer clown who was chasing him.

"Now it's your turn. Continue your performance, Joker."

He said this, and then snapped his fingers.

"—"

The killer clown's body became incredibly stiff at this moment.

The eyeball implanted inside him burst forth with countless thread-like objects at that moment, usurping the functions of his nerves and taking control of the clown's body.

"Go, in your remaining ten minutes or so, go on a killing spree."

Tsukishiro Michimitsu turned around and slowly walked towards the weeping city as if taking a stroll.

A gust of wind swept past his body, and a figure sped towards the city like a whirlwind.

.......

"What on earth is going on?!"

Sakuta Azusagawa carried his unconscious girlfriend on his back and ran towards his home, gritting his teeth.

Everything was fine before; it should have been a normal night!

Why did it turn out like this?!

"Haa, haa, haa... This should be fine, right? That killer clown shouldn't have chased us here... right..."

He carried someone all the way, crossing chaotic crowds and abandoned vehicles. Although he was physically fit, he was now panting heavily and had no strength left...

A serial killer wearing a clown mask suddenly appears and indiscriminately slaughters the chaotic crowd.

Dismembered limbs and pieces of flesh were flying everywhere as the excessive chaos caused vehicles to collide, resulting in violent impacts and flying debris.

His girlfriend was already quite resilient; she didn't faint even after witnessing that scene. However, she was hit on the head by flying debris from the explosion and immediately lost consciousness.

We definitely can't go to the hospital now; we need to find a safe place to get treatment first.

And now, only one's own home is truly safe.

Although it was an apartment, it wasn't very big, while the places where the explosions occurred were all high-rise buildings.

Besides, his sister lives at home, and he doesn't feel comfortable leaving her alone there.

"call out--"

"what!"

A playing card was aimed at Sakuta Azusagawa's throat, but he used his last bit of strength to block it with his arm.

"Da da da......"

The footsteps of death have begun.

The serial killer wearing a clown mask slowly approached them.

His boots were originally silent boots, but they had been congealed with too much blood and body tissue.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you chasing us—"

He had only spoken halfway when he suddenly realized what he had said.

There were cries and screams all around just now, but they've quieted down a lot now.

Why are you chasing after them?

Because you're the only ones left.

"Hey, stop!"

Three oddly dressed people ran up from behind, pulled out weapons, and pointed them at the clown.

"Damn clown, now you have nowhere to run."

The leading man took out a belt, tied it around his waist, and pressed the switch.

This is the transformation device he obtained after exhausting all his points in the corresponding game!

He originally intended to use those to exchange for some money to marry a wife!

In other words, he used his wife's money to obtain the transformation device.

because--