American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

"Reinforcements?"

Dean was slightly stunned, not knowing what Zhang Yi was talking about, and thought he had heard wrongly.

"What reinforcements?"

When Zhang Yi heard this, he did not give a direct answer, but gave him a mysterious smile.

"You still remember that when we last met, I told you that this is my transit point to two different universes, right?"

"Of course I remember. You also said that you were going to deal with a superhero world affected by the zombie virus. Have you finished dealing with it now?" Sam asked curiously.

"No, the situation there is a bit complicated. There are too many zombies. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to solve those troubles in a short time by myself, so I have to find some manpower."

Zhang Yi spread his hands, then looked at the wall clock on the wall of the house, and continued.

"Judging from the time, those friends will be here soon. Unexpectedly, those demons actually helped us cut off the connection with the outside world. Let's see who is the turtle in the urn. "

As if a cold wave hit, everyone in the room fell silent, their minds constantly digesting this huge news.

Until Sam reacted first, goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"You! What you mean!."

"Yeah Sam, just like you thought."

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows, then leaned on the sofa and said easily.

"I have informed them of the situation here. There is nothing wrong with letting them warm up with the devil here before going to the world of zombie heroes."

On the dark road, the two demons were concentrating on the dark night scene. According to the instructions of the war knight, they would not let any human being leave here alive.

Unlike ordinary night vision, demons' eyes can not only see at night, but can also detect some special auras, which allows them to discover hidden lives very well.

The two demons have been stationed here for a week, and except for the first day, they have never seen any humans escape here.

Looking around, the dark woods, wet rocks, hidden Batman, and dead houses were all the same as before.

etc.

Batman? !

The demon suddenly turned his gaze, but there was nothing there where he had seen it before.

Dazed for a moment, the demon rubbed his eyes vigorously. This was the first time in his life that he had seen such a strange thing.

"What's wrong?"

The demon next to him turned around curiously, wondering what his partner was suddenly up to.

"No, it's nothing. I must have seen it wrong just now."

The devil waved his hand. He was about to say something when he suddenly felt a sense of crisis coming from behind him.

Before he could react, a sharp blade instantly pierced his throat from the back of his neck.

Opening his mouth, the demon's body suddenly emitted the sound of lightning bursting, and the scarlet light reflected his bones, revealing his original appearance.

It is difficult for ordinary weapons to harm the demon's body. Those physical injuries only destroy the physical body occupied by the demon.

But this time is slightly different. The magic weapons left by Constantine all have powerful curses. Not to mention ordinary demons, even ordinary angels have difficulty guarding against them.

Seeing that his partner was suddenly killed, the other demon quickly raised the gun in his hand, but as soon as he took action, he received a heavy punch in the face.

He took two steps back slightly, but before he could maintain his balance, a big hand caught his neck. The next moment, a bottle was pointed at his mouth, and a large amount of holy water was poured into his mouth for free.

".Uh! Ah! Ahhh!!"

Severe pain washed over the demon's body, causing him to scream continuously, but the more he screamed, the more holy water he drank, and the pain became more heartbreaking.

I don't know how long it took, until the entire bottle of holy water was drunk by the demon, and the screams like ghosts and wolves howled became weaker.

He let go of his palm indifferently, and the demon fell weakly to the ground.

Bruce Wayne looked at the demon that had been burned into the human body in front of him, his expression neither sad nor happy, without any pause, he turned around again and blended into the shadows.

As night fell, the entire town was shrouded in deathly silence.

Some residents who survived by chance also walked out of their houses at this time and tried to find some food supplies in the surrounding areas.

Blake was such a person. He was originally a hunter in this town. He usually went to the mountains to catch some game, but he didn't know why. In just one day, the whole town turned into hell.

When he saw his neighbor transformed into a black-eyed monster, Blake shot him in the head without any hesitation.

Since then, Blake has never been able to trust anyone else. Apart from himself, he dare not trust any compatriot, even if the other person's eyes are normal.

Therefore, after surviving, he did not choose to gather with other survivors. Instead, he built his home into a fortress and searched for a way to survive alone.

Now that there are not many supplies at home, Blake has no choice but to go out to find new food and water. He slowly climbs to the roof of his home and observes the surrounding traces with the telescope of a sniper rifle.

Night always gives people a sense of danger, especially in this small town controlled by demons. Fortunately, as a hunter, Blake is very experienced and he also has enough patience.

Staring closely at the sniper rifle scope, Blake's eyes kept wandering up the dim street. Without spending much time, a figure soon appeared in his field of vision.

"Demon? It seems not"

Looking at the figure in confusion, Blake found that it was a young man with silver hair. The man was staring curiously at an abandoned car, seemingly looking for anything.

The devil would not do such a thing, so the young man was most likely an ordinary person. However, Black did not put down his gun because of this.

Because he suddenly discovered that the silver-haired man was carrying a schoolbag on his back, and he didn't know what was inside it.

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Blake knew that if he wanted to survive, his heart must be as cold as ice.

But killing a child with his own hands and robbing him of supplies still challenged Blake's inner values.

'You won't be able to survive for long, even if you look like this. Even if I help you out now, I will make it up to you in the next life.'

After pondering for a moment, Blake finally made up his mind. He once again aimed at the silver-haired man a hundred meters away, and put his finger on the trigger.

Focusing on the silver hair.

'please forgive me.'

Blake pulled the trigger instantly.

The silence of the lower town was broken by a gunshot, and Blake's heart beat rapidly at this moment.

He knew that no matter what, there was no possibility of regret for him. Now, he should still live better with this feeling of guilt.

With a faint sigh, Blake calmed down his mood, then raised the muzzle of the gun again, looked at the previous position with the sniper scope, and checked his prey.

But soon, Blake frowned. He was horrified to find that there was nothing next to the scrapped car, and the silver-haired man from before had disappeared.

Frowning tightly, Blake continuously moved the sniper scope, trying to find the opponent's location, but what made him feel strange was that there was no one on the entire street.

Not to mention the body of the silver-haired man, there were no traces of human activity.

"Missed?"

"Impossible!" Blake replied reflexively.

But the next second, he was completely stunned.

Who is speaking?

Turning his head suddenly, he only saw a man appearing beside him at some point, and what frightened him was that this man was actually the young man with silver hair just now.

As for what happened next, he had no idea, because the moment he saw the other person, he felt a pain in the side of his face.

Finally, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he fainted.

And on the other side of the city.

The two remaining groups of human forces collided head-on.

These are the surviving people of the small town. Each of them is holding a gun and trying to find a way to escape while always guarding against the intrusion of the 'devil'.

Under the influence of the war, they could no longer tell who was a demon and who was a human, so when the two groups met head-on, they opened fire on each other without any hesitation.

Countless bullets roared on the street, and the whole street was shrouded in war. Everyone wanted to kill the 'demon' on the opposite side and let themselves and other humans survive.

Just when the two sides were fighting fiercely, a strange gust of wind hit, interrupting the fierce gun battle.

This gust of wind came and went quickly, and everyone on both sides had no idea what was going on. When everyone came to their senses, they suddenly discovered that a strange existence was suspended in the mid-air in the middle of the battlefield.

"my God."

An old woman couldn't help but exclaimed. She had never seen such a bizarre scene.

When both parties saw the figure in the sky, they stopped the exchange of fire and stared at each other.

Although it was dark, everyone could still clearly see the figure in the red and blue uniform in the air. The figure even had a red cape behind him and a huge 'S' logo on his chest.

"I-did I read that correctly?"

A young man swallowed hard.

"Super super super super man!?"