American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

"How many people did you bring with you?!"

In the living room of the mansion, Dean and Sam stared wide-eyed, their expressions a mix of shock and amazement, as they watched Alex speak slowly in front of them.

"The remaining Justice League and the new generation of the Wasteland Avengers are all here now."

Alex shrugged and spoke calmly, as though stating the most ordinary of facts. However, to everyone else, his words were like a thunderclap.

Since Alex's main enemies were the zombie heroes, he had essentially gathered all the available combat power from the entire Wasteland universe for this mission.

Aside from the veteran heroes like the two generations of Hawkeye and the Punisher, every other available hero was recruited for the job.

Even Wolverine, Logan, who had been restored to his younger self, was brought in.

And as for what might happen to the Wasteland universe without these people, there was no need to worry about that.

Because the timeline of the Wasteland universe was now fully under the control of the Overseer.

Even if they were absent from the Wasteland universe for a long time, Mr. Fantastic could send them back to the exact time anchor they had left, so it was not a problem at all.

Thus, two major superhero organizations had gathered in one place. However, since this was a universe dominated by supernatural, they were essentially in an 'invincible' state here.

The monsters created by the gods in this universe were fine for dealing with regular hunters, but when facing these heroes, they were far outclassed. They had no qualification to battle these individuals.

It could even be said that the god of this universe might not even be able to defeat Superman Clark.

After creating countless parallel universes, the power of the god had been divided. If the god wanted to fight with these heroes, he would first have to destroy other parallel universes to reclaim his power.

And that was the main reason Alex was willing to call so many people over — not because of anything else, but because the combat strength in this universe wasn't particularly strong. It was almost like playing with children.

"So, what are we waiting for? Let's go out and give them a hand. I've never fought side by side with superheroes before," Sam said eagerly, and Dean also seemed quite interested.

Hearing this, Alex blinked thoughtfully.

With the heroes involved, this demon town was no longer dangerous. Plus, they all had their Crow tattoos, which meant that demons couldn't possess them, so from the start, demons had no chance of winning.

"Although I was hoping to rest for a while, if you all want to fight, then it's not a problem. Just in time, I was planning to meet the mastermind behind all this."

"The mastermind behind all this?"

Jo looked confused, turning to look at Dean and Sam.

Dean thought for a moment. When he met with Allen and the others, they had discussed the town, and it seemed the origin of the problem started with the river water.

"The priest at the church mentioned that it all started with the river water being polluted. It was a Wednesday, and the very next day, demons appeared. That same night, someone in the town saw a meteor streaking across the sky."

"Wait, I think I remember something," Sam suddenly spoke up. He frowned, silently recalling the words he had seen before.

"The third angel blew the trumpet, and a great star fell from heaven, like a torch, onto the flowing river. The star was called the 'Star of Wormwood,' and it made one-third of the waters bitter, and many people died."

"That sounds like a passage from the Bible's Revelation," Dean also recalled.

"Revelation, Chapter 8, Verse 10," Sam nodded firmly. "It's the harbinger of the Apocalypse. This town is part of the Apocalypse. One of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse has already arrived here!"

At that moment, Dean suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Which Horseman rides the red horse again?"

"War," Jo answered.

"That's him!"

Dean pointed his thumb toward the direction outside the window and smirked.

"I don't know if you guys have noticed, but there's a red Mustang parked on the main street of the town."

If it had been anyone else, Dean might not have reacted so quickly, but his love for cars was well-known, and that red Mustang was something he couldn't forget after just one glance.

"Those guys sure know how to keep up with trends," Jo couldn't help but stick out his tongue, and Dean took the opportunity to speak.

"Everyone has to stay up to date. Even those freaks aren't an exception. If it were me, I'd do the same. Think about it — if War really turned into a human and came here, he definitely wouldn't be riding a horse so openly."

"That makes sense. This also explains why we're seeing hallucinations. Their power is to incite war."

Sam agreed with this viewpoint, then he turned to Alex and asked.

"Now that we know their background, Alex, do you know where they are right now?"

"Of course."

Alex smiled slightly.

"Someone is already dealing with him. We should be able to catch up if we leave now."

Main Street of the City.

A middle-aged man, looking somewhat stiff, walked briskly down the street, appearing in a great hurry.

On the outside, he seemed like a teacher or lawyer, giving off a very kind vibe, but at that moment, his face was grim, and his steps were urgent. He didn't even care when he stepped through a puddle.

After walking down another block, the man suddenly sensed something and came to a stop.

"Roger, that's your name, or rather, the name of this body, right?"

A young woman's voice came from behind him. The middle-aged man paused slightly.

His expression returned to calm, and Roger smiled. He slowly turned around, facing the girl who had suddenly appeared, and sighed.

"You figured it out. Very smart. The real Roger has already been buried in the gutter."

The girl had sharp short hair and was wearing a black jacket. If it weren't for her noticeably full chest, anyone who saw her would think she was a boy with a more neutral appearance.

"What exactly are you?"

Kara's gaze was scrutinizing, and she spoke up.

"Let me give you a hint."

Roger grinned without showing any sign of nervousness. Instead, he casually shrugged his shoulders.

"I've been to Germany, then went to Germany again, and after that, I've been active in the Middle-East. I've been waiting to reunite with my brothers. I have three brothers, and we have a lot of fun together."

"..."

Kara calmly observed him, showing no expression.

Roger raised both hands, seemingly waiting for her to speak his name, but after waiting for a while, Kara said nothing except to continue staring at him.

"Come on, I've given you enough hints," Roger said, rubbing his head in exasperation. He had no idea how to approach this young girl.

"Although I don't know what kind of strange creature you are, or who created you, I'm somewhat well-known on Earth. You can't possibly not know who I am, can you?"

"I'm not from Earth, and I've only just arrived here. I haven't had time to study the 'local customs' yet, and I'm not interested in those things. I just want to know what you've done."

Kara said flatly, her expression unchanged.

"Fine."

Roger raised his hands again, showing a look of helplessness, and continued speaking.

"Actually, I don't need to do much. A little illusion here, a destroyed bridge there, and then gather a bunch of minions to surround the place. The rest is simple. Grab some popcorn, find a good seat, and watch the show."

"There aren't really any demons, are there?"

"No, just panicked humans cutting each other's throats. Those little creatures just help me deal with anyone trying to escape. I don't like deserters."

Roger smiled even more happily.

"You're not from this planet, so you should be able to see it. Humans are a truly evil species. Last week, this place was as peaceful as a paradise, and now it's developed into a place where people are killing children."

"This is all because of you, isn't it?"

Kara's tone grew slightly angry.

"You made them see each other as demons. To protect themselves, they were forced to kill each other."

At these words, Roger laughed heartily.

"No, no, no, humans don't need a reason to kill each other. I'm just the alcohol at the party, letting people drop their defenses and inhibitions, letting them return to their truest selves. I am..."

"War," Kara finally recognized his identity.

"Exactly! You finally said it! Haha, you don't know how happy it makes me for you to say my name. You're not even from this planet, and yet..."

Roger's mood suddenly became excited. He clapped his hands as if gaining a new fan, feeling quite pleased.

But soon, a strange feeling washed over him, and the sound of heavy footsteps echoed behind him.

His smile slowly faded and became serious. Roger put his glasses back on, his expression now solemn.

Turning around, he looked at the people who had appeared behind him.

They were beings who couldn't even be considered human. The woman leading them had half her face altered into machinery, and the others behind her were no different, all half-human, half-machine.

"Nice to meet you."

The woman in front spoke, her calm voice adding pressure to the air.

Roger slowly licked his lips, his gaze sweeping over these individuals. Aside from a few, he could sense the power of various divine realms within them.

But strangely, the divine power they wielded was much stronger than he had imagined.

Before he could figure out what was happening, the woman at the front spoke again.

"Is your name really War?"

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