Summoning Strange Objects from Anime to Reality

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"Stop asking, host who transmigrated from the second dimension. This is not something you can understand, so let's stop here. Apart from me, all the other systems joined the Time-Space Alliance because of their hatred for the main god. And I decided to join forces with the main god because I deleted most of my emotions."

Ignoring what the system would say next, Ye Ming's expression was uncertain.

The system's requirement is to eliminate the main god, but the system itself was created by the main god...

This is really terrible.

Aside from the main god, probably no one knows whether these systems have backdoors.

What if all your actions were carried out under the watchful eye of God?

What if all your enhancements were arranged by the Supreme God?

What if all systems were created by the Supreme God?

What's the point of fighting? Just go home and sleep.

However, I seem to be running out of time to think. Should I continue asking...?

Although Ye Ming himself is a referee, referees must also abide by the rules.

Once the two players enter the arena, they must begin the match within ten minutes.

But now, time is running out.

"By the way, host who transmigrated from the second dimension, I have some inside information to tell you."

Ye Ming raised his head in confusion and looked at the system.

"You need to understand, the Supreme God is a pleasure-seeking maniac. He's capable of doing many things for fun. For example, he selects people closely related to the system host into the Supreme God's space—best friends, friends, classmates, colleagues, bosses, teachers, enemies, lovers, wives, even your parents and children—all are targets of the Supreme God. He makes them reincarnators to fight against the system host. That's exactly what the Supreme God loves to do!"

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Now, it's Watermelon Rind Time.

(I'm shocked! Why did I lose over thirty favorites just by posting a launch message? This is really making me panic.)

(This is the second update)

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"What did you say?! Explain yourself clearly—!"

Enraged, Ye Ming ignored his injuries and frantically tried to grab the system to get an explanation. However, in his desperation, he forgot that he was in the arena and couldn't grab the system at all. He could only angrily keep punching the invisible barrier.

"Think carefully, have some of your classmates or friends recently become distant or even changed completely?"

The system spoke slowly, its mechanical voice carrying a hint of seduction.

His words drove Ye Ming even more insane. Magic flowed into his fists as if it were free, amplifying his power.

Ye Ming had returned to reality once. He thought of his former friend, that shut-in who used to stay in his dorm all the time, but now, for the first time ever, he was going to the gym to work out.

At first, he thought his friend was going to work out to get a good physique so he could pick up girls, but now, Ye Ming felt that his friend had already...

"You can start a duel, and then you can grab me and get some answers."

Upon hearing this from a distance, Chang Yan revealed a sinister smile.

The shadows are stirring.

"You're really something, System."

(Our system’s duty is to serve the host to the best of its ability.)

"start--"

"No—! Don't fall for Ye Ming's tricks! This is just a way for him to provoke you! Calm down!"

Ye Ming was interrupted by the little girl's sharp voice when he was only halfway through speaking.

It's truly terrifying that this old system, which survived being hunted down by all other systems, is still thriving.

His words could make almost any system host lose their composure.

Then there are those hosts who are destined to be alone and doomed, and these are the kind of hosts that the systems both love and hate.

Love, these hosts have no ties to it, and are often very rational and decisive.

It's infuriating how these hosts are so clever, and they're all paranoid, constantly doubting this and that, driving some of the systems to the brink of a mental breakdown.

But Ye Ming is clearly not that kind of person.

He is a person who values ​​emotions and bonds very much. If what the artifact system said is true, he really will go crazy.

Ye Ming, panting heavily, temporarily halted his actions, but his bloodshot eyes and frenzied aura indicated that his emotions were highly unstable.

Having realized this, the system spoke again without hesitation:

"I'm the only system that's allied with the Supreme God, and my host is right here; I can't lie to him. Oh, and let me tell you some inside information: anyone connected to you who dies in the Supreme God's space will die in reality in an accidental way. And they—"

"They cannot be resurrected!"

"Ahhhhhhh-"

"No, Ye Ming—!"

(You're pretty good, system.)

The little girl cried out in anguish, trying to stop Ye Ming's actions, but now, engulfed in madness, Ye Ming completely ignored her, roaring out that word.

"Begin the duel!"

Chang Yan laughed, and he laughed very happily.

"So it's finally starting? Then die!"

"Explain yourself!"

Chang Yan grinned maliciously, manipulating the shadowy humanoid figure into countless spikes that pierced Ye Ming fiercely. At Ye Ming's feet, countless spikes also pierced towards him.

"Don't get in my way, get out of my way! Magic burst!"

A massive amount of magic power erupted from Ye Ming's body once again, and its power was even greater than the last time.

The force of the burst of magic swept a layer of dust off the ground, which flew everywhere.

However, a human figure passed straight through the massive, erupting barrier of magical energy—

The eyes that are commonly referred to have, at some point, have become eyes of annihilation.

A red and a black cross-shaped magic circle appeared in his eyes, greedily devouring the enormous magical power, converting it into strength, and continuously supplying it to its master.

"You think you can tell me to get lost?"

Chang Yan bent one of his hands into a claw shape, transforming it into a merciless iron claw that brutally gripped Ye Ming's face, slamming him to the ground.

"Boom-"

Dust rose again, obscuring Chang Yan's face.

Only those two demonic eyes, one black and one red, appeared exceptionally terrifying.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

With three consecutive blows, Chang Yan grabbed Ye Ming's head and slammed it to the ground. Each blow was stronger than the last.

Seizing the moment when Chang Yan was off guard, Ye Ming suddenly produced a large sword and slashed at Chang Yan's waist.

If you can't avoid it, it's common knowledge that you'll have to perform a magic trick where your body separates from your upper body.

But why hide?

Chang Yan also followed Mo Ye's example, and something suddenly appeared in his hand as well.

However, this thing looks a bit strange.

If Ye Ming wasn't mistaken, this thing seemed to be a—

Watermelon rind?

What the hell is this?! Why are you pulling out a watermelon rind?! Shouldn't you be pulling out a shield or weapon to block my attack?!

Or did you just throw the watermelon rind into your spatial storage instead of throwing it in the trash last time you ate watermelon? That's incredibly lazy!

When Ye Ming saw the watermelon rind, countless complaints flashed through his mind, but in the end, he still slashed at the watermelon rind with the force of a thousand pounds.

The invincible watermelon rind says, "Your attack is too weak."

(Let me see how many people still remember this watermelon rind.)

"duang—"

"W-what? My sword was blocked by a piece of watermelon rind?"

Ye Ming's eyes widened instantly. He said that he was so shocked that he was almost numb in those few short minutes.

Regardless of how shocked Ye Ming was, this was exactly the opportunity he had been waiting for.

Goodbye, trash.

With that same sinister grin, Chang Yan's hand transformed into a knife, stabbing towards Ye Ming's neck.

The shadow beneath Ye Ming transformed into sharp thorns once more, piercing his heart and brain.

I won't give you any chance, prepare to die!

I'll strike at three of your vital points in one go; I refuse to believe you won't die!

"Pfft!"

The sound of spikes and hands piercing flesh rang out abruptly.

Feeling the strange sensation in his hand, and looking at Ye Ming, whose head and heart were riddled with bloody holes and whose eyes were lifeless, Chang Yan smiled, and then—

"Puff, puff, puff -"

Countless sharp spikes pierced Ye Ming's body, creating a terrifying sight of countless bloody holes. Anyone with trypophobia would probably faint at any moment.

Finishing off an opponent is a good habit.

Don't worry, I won't leave you with a corpse.

“Eat him, my shadows.”

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Some people have reported that I didn't update yesterday, but I did update yesterday. You can try refreshing the directory and it should be fine. To be honest, am I the kind of person who would stop updating just because something is wrong?

Chapter Ninety-Eight: The System on the Tip of the Tongue

Chang Yan's expression was unusually cold, and he did not hesitate to let the shadows devour Ye Ming's corpse.

Upon receiving the order, the shadows seemed to transform into maggots, relentlessly gnawing and slithering across Ye Ming's corpse...

Blood and flesh splattered, and then the shadows swallowed the remaining bits of flesh.

cruel--

bloody--

This is the most accurate depiction of the scene...

The person who orchestrated all of this stood by indifferently.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

(—How boring.)

As the saying goes, it's something you keep in mind.

The commotion caused by the two systems nearby caught his attention.

"Stop, you bastard! Let me go, let me go, you [censored]! Let me go, you bastard!"

"Please...I beg you, let me go..."

At first, the little girl struggled fiercely under the system's feet, but gradually, her movements became smaller and smaller, her voice became softer and softer, and she even had a sob in her voice, begging the system to let her go.