American Comics: Multiverse of Madness.

Chapter 729 Originated from the End!
time.

space.

reality.

It is not a linear relationship, but a prism with infinite possibilities.

Any tiny change will trigger unexpected changes in reality, creating countless parallel worlds that can be called miracles.

I don’t know since when, everything has become so natural, and those top-down forces that we cannot understand have begun to spread unknown influences.

These influences are neither good nor bad, but they can modify free will from the deepest level of consciousness and turn all living things in the world into puppets.

I was the first to discover the existence of this power.

I am an observer.

In my sight, I preserved everything I saw on the other side of the crack.
It was a strange sight that I had never seen before. It was as if I was on the other side of a mirror. Everything was so familiar and strange. I saw many familiar people. They were heroes praised in their own worlds, but they were all changed there.
I saw the alien creatures come violently, wiping out the souls of those bodies in a way that I could not understand, and stuffing a black and turbid creature like ink into the body, replacing his (her) existence.

I saw existences that did not belong to those myriad worlds. They were like raindrops, breaking into those already restless worlds without any hindrance, and spreading the power they carried.

I don't know who they are, I don't know where they come from, and even I have to stay away from that energy.

It was just a moment, but it seemed like hundreds of centuries had passed. I didn't know how long I looked at it. I only knew that when I forced myself to look away and close my eyes, everything had happened.

The existence that caused all this chaos, the initiator who opened the cracks and shaped all this, has entered my world before I could react.

He is an intruder!
It does not belong to this world!
His existence will make reality empty and turn all living beings into puppets. Wherever he passes, everything I know will slowly change.

Even more, that power is modifying my memory and polluting my soul
From then on, I started trying to solve all this. I took the initiative to contact the guy and gained his trust.

Now, it's time to put an end to everything.
Dear friends.

We have witnessed the tragic end of many universes as they rushed toward annihilation.
But what's going to happen next,
Even I
Haha
Maybe this world is fake.
I am fake too
Even you are fake.
I never expect to have a conversation with some kind of creature from the upper world or higher dimension.
But I can't continue to deceive myself.

I cannot define the reality of this world, but I can be sure that I am staying sober. Perhaps compared with my other compatriots, I am one of the few sober people in this world.

The universe I know is gradually deteriorating. The world is sick.

but me.

Cure it!

Interior of the pub.

Zhang Ye stood there calmly.

There was nothing in front of him at this moment. The observer who was here just now had disappeared long ago. Only the full wine bottle was still on the table.

Staring at the wine bottle on the table, Zhang Ye's eyes moved slightly, and finally he sighed softly.

"After all."

【grown ups.】

As if she could see that Zhang Ye was in a complicated mood at the moment, Miss Time jumped onto Zhang Ye's shoulder.

"I respect the observer's choice, so."

Zhang Ye put down his wine glass and spoke calmly.

"I'm going to stop Him."

Hearing this, Miss Time opened her mouth, paused for a moment, and then couldn't help but speak in a low voice.

[My Lord, I feel like you have figured out a lot of things.]

"Is it that obvious?"

Zhang Ye raised the corner of his mouth and turned to look at Miss Time, with a deeper meaning in his eyes.

Feeling a little uneasy under Zhang Ye's gaze, Miss Time looked away and continued speaking.

[You are the omniscient Lord of Time. I never doubt your power, but.]

"I know what you are worried about, ma'am, but for me, there are still a few secrets that have not been revealed, and I want to confirm my guess."

Zhang Ye shook his head slightly, and then he slowly walked out from his seat.

The bartender of the pub was still drowsy at the bar, and did not react at all to the presence of Zhang Ye and the observer.

When passing by the bartender, Zhang Ye glanced sideways and nodded gently. Then, without caring about the other party's response, he strode out of the bar.

As the bell at the gate rang, a biting cold wind blew in. The streets were covered with thick snow, and the strong wind swept the sandstorm across the sky. The outer walls of the tall buildings were covered with black slime.

The pedestrians on the roadside are hurrying, they are still doing their own things, walking along their own paths without paying any attention to anything around them, as if everything around them has nothing to do with them.

Zhang Ye looked around and finally his eyes fell on a fat beggar.

Happy Hogan.

Zhang Ye still remembers him.

That was the scavenger friend Zhang Ye met after he first came to this universe.

Through getting to know him, Zhang Ye learned that he used to be an underground boxer and had applied for a security position in a large company. However, with the tyranny of President X, his life became more and more miserable, and finally he had to become a scavenger wandering the streets.

Don't be fooled by his big and strong appearance which may seem scary, but once you get to know him, you will find that Happy is a very down-to-earth and honest man. He would never rely on fighting skills to rob people. In his own words, he doesn't want to become the same as those thugs.

But now, his life has come to an end.

Zhang Ye could see that he was sick, and very sick. In the biting cold wind, Happy curled up weakly, and his body temperature was getting higher and higher.

The most obvious thing was that his body was constantly turning into pitch-black mucus. The mucus was not affected by gravity and flowed straight toward the sky, just like everything around it.

The world has come to an end.

Reality is dissolving, time is going backwards, the future becomes history, and the past becomes the future. Those who live here cannot discover this, and they will disappear with the collapse of reality.

"Same ending as Black Doctor Strange?"

Zhang Ye's eyes were somewhat complicated. He stared at the scene happening in front of him and sighed slightly.

After countless cycles of despair, the ruined universe finally came to its end.

Just as Zhang Ye was deep in thought, loud noises like thunder suddenly came from the sky above his head.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Ye looked up gently, only to see that the sky had dissolved, and countless black substances floated towards the sky like silk threads. Above the nine heavens, a huge crack was opening its "bloody mouth" and slowly approaching this world.

That is.
A scene buried deep in his memory suddenly flashed through Zhang Ye’s mind.

That was the world in which he first met Miss Time, a remnant image stored in Miss Time's destroyed archives.

A terrifying crack covered the sky and the sun, countless dark energies and turbid magma covered the ground, and countless shattered universes turned into debris and merged into that dark world.

In the air, some space fragments like floating islands were wandering meaninglessly. There was no life or will in the world anymore, only unspeakable pollution filled every inch of land.

The black maggots stretched out their tentacles hideously, greedily sucking every ray of sunlight. Those legends with their own stories were left with only bones and remains on the ground.

Apart from their battle uniforms, there was nothing else that could identify them.

As the picture in his mind slowly overlapped with the scene before his eyes, Zhang Ye's breathing couldn't help but become heavier.

“Should have thought of it earlier”

Zhang Ye shook his head slightly, and the next moment, his figure appeared above the sky, facing the hideous and terrifying crack that covered the sky.

The story begins here. When the curtain is lifted, the truth becomes clear.

"Born in the void, originating from the end, Mephisto, you are really suitable for guessing riddles."

Zhang Ye stared at the crack calmly. Although he had no actual observation, just by standing there, he could already feel the complex and distorted thoughts on the other side of the crack.

It is by no means a world shaped by one inspiration or a few thoughts, but a horrible pollution that contains the imprints of thoughts and emotions of countless creators and observers.

"The world on the other side of the rift is"

Zhang Ye frowned slightly.

"You guessed it right, Time Wanderer."

The observer's voice came from all directions, and the echoes were like the sound of muffled thunder, causing the surrounding space to begin to tremble.

""By now, you should have discovered it.

You are the one who started all this. You are the one who caused all this and you are the one who brought disaster to our world.

Your coming broke through the barrier between the two worlds, leaving an irreparable crack in the prism of reflection.

It was you who introduced the power of pollution into our world.

you,
It’s an intruder!!”

(End of this chapter)