Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet by Saber-chan

【brief introduction】

Pendragon, who died suddenly from staying up all night to draw cards, finds himself reborn into the body of his waifu, the "Mysterious Heroine x Alt"!

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Chapter One Pendragon

Chapter One

"Wife?!!"

Having just regained consciousness, Pendragon was still a little dazed because some new information had suddenly appeared in his mind...

Some detailed information about his wife...

he……

It's like she's turned into my own anime/manga wife!

"Well--"

Pendragon vaguely remembered that he had pulled 777 full-gem cards of the Mysterious Heroine XAlter in the limited gacha pool during the Valentine's Day event!

This string of numbers seemed to hold some special significance, after working tirelessly for several days and nights to achieve this result...

Accompanied by a sharp pain in his liver, Pendragon's memory began to falter.

He realized at this moment that he had become his wife—the mysterious heroine XAlter!

Perhaps this is what it means to achieve enlightenment.

—It turns out that staying up late really can lead to sudden death, so cherish every moment.

"I'm so hungry!!!"

Lying sprawled on the cold ground, a cute salted fish let out a cry.

"So, where exactly is this?"

The moon, as bright as a jade plate in the sky, cast its cool light, dampening a few strands of silver hair before him. A single, lonely ahoge (cowlick) writhed in Pendragon's gaze like a struggling salted fish.

Despite harboring deep doubts, Pendragon, under the influence of some uncontrollable force, was like a dried-up salted fish, completely unwilling to move, let alone ascertain the situation.

A true salted fish is never too lazy to turn over.

It's probably due to the influence of this body...

"correct!"

While Pendragon was shifting the blame, he suddenly remembered that he should have some food on him.

Black bean paste!

This skill, which is a healing ability in mobile games, seems to have an incredible mechanic...

He rolled his eyes to one side and saw the mysterious prop that was black and semi-solid.

It is made from six primal forces: desire ("Soul"), sugar ("Power"), selling point ("Space"), cost ("Reality"), production time ("Time"), and need ("Mind"). [Lawyer with warning.jpg]

——The little purple sweet potato's aggrieved dividing line——

The item will grant the holder boundless power...

"Immense power, is that alright?"

Although Pendragon received this information, he was not entirely clear about the effects of this mysterious item.

In short, it's definitely edible, right?!

With his mouth wide open, he took a big bite with his two rows of pearly white teeth, and the rich sweetness instantly permeated his tongue.

While puffing out his cheeks and eating black bean paste, Pendragon was also very glad that he wasn't so lazy that he needed someone to feed him.

The black bean paste tasted quite good, and the sweetness was just right; it could be considered a delicacy. But most importantly, the hunger pangs from my flat stomach were completely neutralized.

"Yeah, I'm getting into it!"

Just like the exaggerated advertisements for a certain popular food product, Pendragon even felt like he had a different body. Even the tuft of hair on his head stood up straight like a flagpole because of its fullness.

I touched it with my hand, but I still couldn't bend it!

Putting aside the ahoge (cowlick) for the moment, Pendragon felt power within his body. Dark red arcs of electricity, representing the villain, flickered and flowed between his slender fingers, constantly arising and ceasing.

"Feel the dark side of the Force!"

With a flick of his pale hand, Pendragon casually released a burst of power along his arm—

"Boom!!!"

With a tremendous sonic boom, a thick, dragon-like dark red lightning bolt pierced through the air in the blink of an eye, twisting and slashing forward.

With a tremendous commotion that seemed to shake the ground, Pendragon was so frightened that his mouth gaped open and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"I'll wipe it!"

The lightning bolt, though directed into the earth, still blasted out a scorched crater, with spiderweb-like cracks extending dozens of meters along its edges—a scene straight out of a meteorite impact!

Creating such a terrain with artillery shells isn't particularly difficult, but pure lightning...

Even if you emptied Pendragon's brain of all his physics knowledge, he still couldn't guess how much energy that would require! In short, he now had some understanding of the description "granting the user infinite power".

"Wow!!!"

A beautiful voice screamed, and Pendragon leaped with all his might, his body shooting upwards like a rocket until he reached a great height before beginning to fall.

At first, he was a little scared and nervous. Sweat seeped into his clenched fists. He landed in a flurry of activity, but his body’s instinctive sense of balance allowed him to only stumble slightly before perfectly withstanding the impact.

“Awesome!”

After playing with the "evil holy sword NecroCalibur" that released red magic for a while, Pendragon suddenly thought of a philosophical question—"Where am I?"

Two of the three philosophical questions about time travel have been answered; only the last one remains.

Pendragon is currently in a desert steppe environment, where, as far as the eye can see, there is nothing but drought-resistant wild trees and weeds, and yellow sand.

The scenery is quite nice, a bit spectacular and desolate, but it's a bit far from human habitation. If it were the old Pan, he would definitely just lie there waiting to be crushed.

"I remember this sword could be used as a jetpack..."

Pendragon fiddled with the evil holy sword for a moment, twisting the hilt once.

"Buzz!"

With a series of mechanical movements, the Evil Holy Sword transformed into a double-headed lightsaber. The dark red blade, representing negative elements such as fear, anger, hatred, and malice, trembled as it cut through the air, emitting a pleasant buzzing sound.

Magic is incorporated into it and released in a very short time!

"laugh!!!"

A dark red light, like a raging fire, shot out from the blades on both sides. This sudden surge of power was completely unexpected, even though Pendragon was prepared.

His body was lifted off the ground almost instantly, spinning forward in a rush!

A dark red streak of light tore through the air, darting up and down erratically for a distance before crashing headlong into the ground.

"boom!"

Unfortunately, the desert sand is not a water surface, and the diver couldn't easily plunge in, only creating a small crater.

Pendragon hissed as he crawled out of the pit, covered in dust and dirt, and pushed up his glasses.

He got a little dirty and it hurt a bit when he fell, but after a period of exploration and practice, Pendragon quickly learned to fly and unlocked a variety of postures.

P.S.: Is this... a fake corpse resurrection?

Chapter Two: S.H.I.E.L.D.

Chapter two

Among them, the pose of carrying his hands and lightsaber behind his back is incredibly dashing and stylish, with a perfect cool factor. However, the wind resistance is quite high and it's easy to accidentally expose oneself; my nose almost got blown off.

In the end, Pendragon chose a more natural approach, gripping the hilt of his sword with both hands and raising it in front of him, flying up like Superman. However, the magical flames emanating from the blades were so intense and dazzling that they enveloped him completely, making him look like a meteor streaking across the sky close to the ground.

As a ring of air rippled outwards behind him, Pendragon erected a psychic shield, tearing the sound barrier in front of him apart.

Pendragon didn't discern directions while flying, but since he was very fast, it wouldn't take him long to cross the ocean, and he could always find a place with WiFi.

——The dividing line for soaring ninety thousand miles on the wind——

The United States, a secret air defense department, tactical command center.

"Sir!"

The lean, capable-looking man with the rank of colonel on his shoulder turned around in response. His meticulous expression and sharp eyes gave the impression of an eagle surveying its own airspace.

"These are the latest photos captured by military satellites. I think you should take a look."

The lieutenant quickly threw a data packet onto the projection screen, replacing the tactical animation that was being displayed with a real-world image. A distorted, dark red rainbow occupied the upper left corner, streaking across the thick clouds.

"What is this? A meteorite?"

Although he knew it was unlikely, the colonel did not rule out the possibility.

"We have verified with the relevant departments and ruled out the possibility that it is a meteorite."

"Supernatural phenomena?"

The colonel's sharp eyebrows furrowed, revealing his bad mood.

Is there any possibility of interception?

"The target was traveling at speeds exceeding Mach 7 and had slipped out of our observation system in the Atlanta area."

His lips twitched slightly, and he forced himself to speak.

Over the years, the United States has even experienced large-scale alien invasions, and the military and civilians have become much more resilient, so they do not lose their composure in such situations.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

With a slightly annoyed wave of his hand, the colonel said, "Notify S.H.I.E.L.D."

"In fact, they have just taken over the document."

"...These bastards!"

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Pendragon sheathed his sword above the city, using telekinesis to hover at his waist, surveying the masses.

Just as he felt his waist about to snap, Pendragon found a spot that met his needs and quickly fell to the ground.

"Wow, she really has a slender waist."

I rubbed the spot where the telekinetic energy had been squeezing me, and I felt that my fingers were just a little bit away from touching and overlapping each other.

Pendragon did not deliberately avoid the sight of passersby. He fell from the sky in front of the hotel, and apart from the doorman who was stunned, there were occasional exclamations of "oh my god" from the crowd.

"Is this America? Look, sister?"

Pendragon's gaze swept across the street, and he found that many people were not frightened by his grand entrance and fled in panic, but instead took out their phones and started snapping photos.

After all, the American people are well-informed and have seen many similar supernatural phenomena. Their values ​​have long been reborn. Their first reaction to such an event is to quickly take photos and videos and then post them on Twitter and video websites to gain a few followers, truly capturing the essence of car accident selfies.

Maybe because this person is especially cute, they'll even get a few more likes and be able to brag about it to their friends...

Just as the onlookers were thinking this, Pendragon frowned slightly and then reached out his hand.

Oh!

"What?"

"F**k!"

"emmmm?"

The Americans who were frantically taking pictures suddenly felt their phones become uncontrollable, breaking free from their hands and flying onto the top of their heads.