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American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

Alex accidentally traveled to the Ruin universe of the Marvel Comics. In this world, everything is hopeless. There are no superheroes here. The things that should have given heroes superpowers in turn, killed them. After Peter Parker was bitten by a spider, he did not become Spider-Man. Instead, he was infected with the disease and died on the street. After finally escaping from this universe, Alex was horrified to find that the multiverse was already collapsing. What awaited him would be one apocalyptic universe after another... Alex : If these apocalyptic universes are graves, I will be the guardian of these universes. Grave Man. .................................................. Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. For advance chapters: p@treon.com/Uchiha_Itachi007 (replace @ with a) Translated Original Name: 美漫:疯狂多元宇宙 Author: 御笔画眉

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205. The New Sacred Timeline.

Long-awaited solo action.

Alex was driving his ship-car, speeding across the endless plains. This was the border between the Red Skull's territory and Doomsday's domain, a dark area teeming with countless gangs and factions. Since neither Hydra nor Doctor Doom had invested much military power here, it had gradually fallen under the control of gang members.

It was a pitiful sight; the once-thriving New York City had become barren. When the Red Skull took over, he renamed it New Babylon, intending to build it into a thriving city and a goldmine for Hydra. But unfortunately, the battle for New York that year was so catastrophic that it destroyed most of the city. The Red Skull, who controlled half the country at the time, had too many areas needing financial and material resources for reconstruction. Despite his intentions, he was simply unable to establish New Babylon as he had planned.

Thus, the Red Skull reduced the city's scale, making it a prosperous city built in the center of the ruins. Although New Babylon was known as a paradise in the wasteland, the city's total area was smaller than a single district of old New York.

As for the rest of what used to be New York, it became the territory of scavengers and gang members. Every year, countless villains dreaming of riches would come here, hoping to find remnants of the past and strike it rich.

The idea was great, but the reality was harsh. Most resources had already been divided among the top supervillains. Even the scraps that remained were controlled by various gangs. How many of these people could really get rich?

But human nature is such that everyone harbors some hope. The failures of others did not deter new dreamers from arriving. Even now, many continue to come here in pursuit of their dreams.

The locals had a name for these people, "Gold Dreamers," used to mock these foolish individuals.

As he drove, Alex often saw some men with guns setting up stalls by the roadside. Don't misunderstand; these people weren't gang members. Those reduced to roadside vendors were usually those with no power or influence, barely scraping by.

But they weren't worth pitying either—they were not good people. In choosing their customers, they had their own ways. If they felt they couldn't handle you, they acted as honest merchants. But if they thought you weren't a threat, they'd turn into vicious robbers. In short, they were all about flexible employment.

It wasn't surprising that they were struggling; these people were material smugglers suppressed by local gangs. They brought in goods to disrupt the market and upset the balance between the gangs, so it's no wonder the gangs came down hard on them. If you wanted to buy supplies here, you had to go to a real marketplace.

In the suburbs of New Babylon, there was a crashed S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier. This thing was a rare piece in the old days, something ordinary people couldn't easily access. But after the villains united to wage war and shot down several Helicarriers, these wrecks scattered across the country became the perfect trading sites for capitalist merchants.

Merchants, flush with cash, purchased the wrecks from Hydra, then traded with local gangs, hiring them for security. As more capital flowed in, bustling black markets sprang up around the Helicarriers.

Maybe many in this world still died of famine, but here, it was still bustling with activity, cars streaming through the streets.

Pulling his gaze from outside, Alex looked at the increasingly close Helicarrier in the distance, his expression indifferent. He turned the wheel, steering onto another road.

Alex's target wasn't the black market. If it were before, after driving this long, he'd have sought a place to refuel. But now, his ship-car, modified by magic, didn't run on 'fuel,' saving him a lot of time.

"Miss Minutes, remind me how much more we need to record this world," Alex suddenly asked, looking at the road ahead.

As his words fell, the music playing in the car suddenly stopped, and the next moment, Miss Minutes emerged from the speaker.

"System records are being updated."

"You need to consume a total of 147% of power and 204 days of time to complete the analysis."

"Currently, 34% of power has been consumed and 41 days of analysis completed. You still need 113% of power and 163 days of time to finish the analysis."

Miss Minutes sat on the car's speaker, happily swinging her legs.

"It's been over a month here already." Alex let out a long breath, his eyes showing some complexity.

Since coming to this world, Alex had been in a state of high alert. Although he knew the plot of this world well, and in theory, there shouldn't be much danger, Alex, who had traveled through three universes, didn't believe this world would be as simple as he imagined. Sure enough, the appearance of the Bat-Boomerang had caught Alex off guard.

If one post-apocalyptic universe was already difficult enough for Alex, the introduction of something from another universe only added fuel to the fire.

Alex didn't know what awaited him ahead. He only knew one thing: he needed to improve his combat abilities as quickly as possible and make himself stronger. The various experiences during this time had made Alex lose track of time. Without Miss Minutes, he wouldn't even have noticed he'd been in this universe for so long.

"Just under half a year left, and we'll have fully recorded this universe."

Miss Minutes seemed to pick up on Alex's sense of reflection and gave him a smile.

"Hmm." Alex nodded slightly. "My current abilities are still too weak. If I had this timeline as my backing, perhaps I could better protect Kara and Pietro."

"Not only that, when the time comes, we might even be able to make this universe the new 'Sacred Timeline'."

Miss Minutes blinked, speaking of her dream with a tone full of optimism. But she didn't notice the momentary change in Alex's expression when he heard her words.

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206. The Secret of the Sacred Timeline.

207. The X-Men's Final Resting Place.

208. The Shadow King.

209. The Necromancer.

210. Battle of Magic!