American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

Although the zombie crisis had not broken out for very long, as the place of origin, New York's streets had already fallen into complete disrepair.

Blood and human skeletal remains adorned the streets, creating the chilling sensation of accidentally stepping into hell. In Alex's eyes, the conditions here were even worse than the wastelands.

A series of explosions and gunfire echoed in succession. Judging by the intensity, the weapons in their hands were no joke. A force with this level of firepower could be counted on one hand in New York.

However, Wilson Fisk should already be dead, killed by the Punisher. And the Punisher himself had been tricked by Ash into dying amidst the zombie hordes. Now, Alex couldn't quite figure out who could have amassed so many weapons.

At the same time, Alex was curious. From the time the zombie virus had emerged until now, all survivors should have realized just how terrifying the zombies were.

But these people in front of him, instead of taking the chance to hide quietly, were brazenly clashing head-on with the zombies. Didn't they fear attracting the zombie Avengers?

With this question in mind, Alex quickly approached the battlefield, peeking out cautiously from behind a wall. Soon, several figures appeared in his line of sight, standing by a window and pouring firepower recklessly downward.

The ground beneath the building was piled with countless corpses, but the zombies showed no signs of retreat. They kept surging forward, eager to savor the taste of human flesh. However, they were met only with relentless bullets.

It seemed these survivors had established a defensive line. Using various weapons and leveraging their elevated position, they continuously took down any zombies attempting to approach.

When the number of zombies increased significantly, they even threw powerful explosives to blow the creatures to pieces.

Although their suppression was holding up for now and they barely maintained the upper hand, Alex's expression turned strange.

Judging from the scattered corpses on the battlefield, the fight had been going on for quite a while. However, the zombies' offensive showed no sign of weakening. In fact, their numbers seemed to grow.

With the sounds of gunfire and explosions spreading, more zombies were drawn to the noise, even from seven or eight blocks away.

"If I'm not mistaken, these guys should belong to Tombstone."

Watching the men by the windows, Alex noticed some clues in their clothing.

[Tombstone? Who's that?]

Since there were no archived records, Miss Minutes was unaware of this individual's identity.

"A gang boss. He's a man with albinism who gained bulletproof skin and superhuman durability after an accident, similar to Luke Cage. As one of the enemies of New York's street-level heroes, his power rivals that of Wilson Fisk."

Alex casually explained before shaking his head slightly.

"It seems these people have been abandoned. Tombstone deliberately sent them here to fight the zombies. As long as they can draw the majority of the zombies' attention, Tombstone can lead the others to escape unhindered."

[But this timeline has already been contaminated. Even if he wants to escape, where could he go?]

"Exactly. All life in this universe has fallen into a death spiral, eternally trapped in a cycle between life and death."

As they spoke, a red figure sped through the air.

Spider-Man had arrived.

This protector of New York, everyone's friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, was once again engaging his enemies. But this time, Spider-Man showed no mercy.

"Watch out! It's that crawler!"

"He's coming! He's coming!"

"The bullets can't hit him! Somebody help me!"

Swinging through the air, Spider-Man leaped into a window and immediately tore into one of the guards. Chaos erupted inside the building.

Muzzle flashes flickered through the windows, but soon a shadow darted across, and the gunfire ceased abruptly.

Having turned into a zombie and driven solely by the desire to eat human flesh, Peter Parker unleashed his full strength. Against his terrifying abilities, these ordinary people stood no chance.

Before long, two gang members screamed as Spider-Man threw them out of the window. Below, countless hungry mouths eagerly awaited. Before they even hit the ground, the zombies had devoured them completely.

"Well, well, Peter Parker really lives up to being the 'friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.' Even as a zombie, he's thoughtful enough to share—fans get to eat first, huh?"

Seeing Spider-Man throw another gang member from the building, Alex knew he couldn't keep watching.

Survivors in this world were already scarce. If these few were all fed to the zombies by Spider-Man, Alex would have to look elsewhere for help.

Thinking of this, Alex raised his right hand, making a grasping motion in mid-air toward the falling man. Then, with his left hand, he rotated clockwise beside him.

In the next instant, two golden-edged portals materialized out of thin air. Unlike the usual portals, one was horizontal to catch the falling man, while the other was vertical to redirect his momentum and prevent him from being crushed upon landing.

This teleportation magic originated from Kamar-Taj, the mystical sanctuary made famous by the most powerful sorcerer in Marvel's multiverse, the Ancient One. Within the Marvel multiverse, this magic is exceptionally effective and convenient to use.

Learning such space-distorting magic is quite challenging, but that difficulty is only at the initial stage. Once a sorcerer gains enough experience, opening a portal becomes as effortless as breathing.

The falling man, screaming all the way down, was caught by the portal. The next moment, behind Alex, the man tumbled out horizontally, rolling on the ground for quite a distance.

The man had never experienced something like this before, especially during his most desperate moment. Staggering to his feet in a daze, he had no idea what had just happened. His mind was completely blank.

At this point, Alex strode forward, grabbing the man by his collar and lifting him up.

The man, thinking he had encountered zombies again, was about to struggle when a strong wave of dizziness hit him. The next second, the surroundings began to whirl violently, like a kaleidoscope.

A wave of nausea swept over him, leaving him utterly powerless. When everything finally settled down and the surroundings regained solidity, the man was horrified to find himself in a bar he had never seen before.

At that moment, Alex released his grip, and the man collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air.

"Unlike portals, spatial jumps can cause severe mental trauma to ordinary people. However, given the circumstances just now, this method of escape was the safest option."

Alex strolled to the bar counter, talking to himself as he casually moved the skeletal remains of the unlucky bartender aside. He reached for a bottle of unopened premium wine from the liquor shelf.

After pausing for a moment, he glanced at the man, who was still in shock.

"Want a drink?"

The man, trembling all over, looked at Alex. Seeing that Alex didn't appear to be a zombie, he felt slightly more at ease—at least less terrified than before.

When the man didn't answer and just stared blankly at him, Alex lightly shook his head.

"Forget it. If you won't drink, I will."

Retrieving a wine glass from his magical space, Alex poured himself half a glass and continued speaking.

"By now, even the most blindly loyal person should have realized the truth, right? You and the others who stayed behind have already been abandoned by your boss. Now, the only purpose you serve is to assist me with my tests."

"Tests? What tests?"

The man finally spoke, looking at Alex in terror and taking two steps back.

"Naturally, tests related to this apocalypse. Unlike those already contaminated, you haven't been infected yet. Perhaps from you, I can uncover some useful information. Are you sure you don't want a drink?"

As Alex approached, holding the wine glass, the man felt as if he were staring into the grinning face of a demon.

He had no idea who Alex was. As the subordinate of a supervillain, he had encountered many superheroes before. But this guy? He had never heard of him.

"N-no! Don't come closer! You can't do this! You're a superhero, right? Aren't you supposed to save people?!"

The man screamed in terror before making a run for the bar's door. However, despite its appearance, the door wouldn't budge, no matter how hard he pushed.

Seeing the slightly ajar door refuse to open, the man panicked. He turned and grabbed a chair, hurling it at a nearby window.

But to his shock, the glass, which would usually shatter at the slightest impact, was now as unyielding as a fortress wall. The chair splintered into pieces, but the window didn't even have a scratch.

Watching the man's frantic actions, Alex didn't intervene. Instead, he calmly said,

"You misunderstand. I'm not a hero. But you're right about one thing—I am saving the world. It's just that the people I'm saving aren't from your world."

The next moment, Alex extended his hand, palm open. A force of gravity surged out, and the man, as though gripped by some invisible power, was lifted into the air with no resistance.

The man tried to speak, but the moment he opened his mouth, a ghostly green flame inexplicably erupted from within. Not just his mouth—his entire body began to burn intensely.

Alex furrowed his brow, noticing the anomaly. His expression grew more complex as he observed the man.

"This is bad."

Murmuring softly to himself, Alex stopped what he was doing.

[Master, what have you discovered?]

"Perhaps the one thing I hoped to avoid the most..."

Hearing the question from Miss Minutes, Alex calmly stared at the unconscious man and replied, "This guy may not be infected by the zombies, but there are already traces of contamination on him."

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