What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 1101 Hela: The human world has become filthy again.

As the Avengers chatted and laughed, they approached the yacht carrying three targets.

But what they saw on the yacht first made them think, "I knew it," and then they were suddenly stunned.

"Just as they expected," because, just as they had imagined, blood and bits of flesh were splattered all over the deck.

but……

But it doesn't belong to those powerless humans; it belongs to the cancerous Shazam.

Theoretically the strongest member of the Avengers, the cancerous Shazam, is currently being torn apart and reassembled repeatedly within the vortex formed by the dark blue power and a golden thread.

As the undead army of the cancerous universe, they discovered that the regenerative abilities of the cancerous Shazam seemed to have been inexplicably enhanced.

Moreover, within this terrifying energy vortex, even the flow of time seems to be distorted and altered. Every second, the cancerous Shazam dies countless times, only to be resurrected countless times because he cannot die.

But the cancerous army is only immortal; it doesn't mean they won't feel pain when they die.

Even these deranged lunatics who feel pleasure after dying a few times experience that false pleasure transforming into extreme pain after countless repetitions...

There is no numbness, but rather a continuous enjoyment of every detail of each death within that distorted time.

Every inch of Shazam's skin, which is cancerous, is in a state of being torn apart and glued back together.

and so……

He couldn't even let out a wail.

Now, in his remaining consciousness, there is only the desire for immortality...

despair.

"Tsk tsk, a cancerous universe, huh... It seems you must have undergone many autopsy rituals, otherwise you would have lost your immortality when you left your universe." Li Chengfeng crossed his legs, his snow-white fingers constantly drawing circles in the air. "Invading the main universe? You really have no idea... Who in the Great Omnipotent Universe doesn't know that the main universe is my territory?"

"Who are you!?" The cancerous Iron Man came to his senses and dared not make any rash moves against this strange woman.

"You don't know me!?" Li Chengfeng was taken aback, pointing to his face. "No, you're all trash from the cancerous universe, right? Your leader is that Great Old One known as the Multi-Horned One, isn't he? Someone of his rank wouldn't know who I am, Li Chengfeng!?"

"Li Chengfeng?" The masked figure of the cancerous Iron Man, which was neither flesh nor steel, showed a bewildered expression. "Isn't Li Chengfeng a man?! He's just an ordinary law enforcement agent!"

"...Dude, is your version so outdated?" Li Chengfeng's anger subsided considerably due to his speechlessness. "It's obvious that the Multihorned Ones and other Great Old Ones are not well-liked in the Omnipotent Universe... Nobody, no god, has even informed your boss?"

"……notify?"

"Times have changed, you idiot."

As soon as Li Chengfeng finished speaking, the monsters of the Avengers Alliance slowly widened their eyes.

Bruce Wayne, the target, slowly exuded the same power as the energy vortex, forming a bat-like suit covered in dark blue patterns on his body.

Clark Kent, who was holding the twins, took off his glasses and slowly floated into the air. His azure pupils were filled with the intense gaze of the deep red sun. The golden yellow representing "destiny" on his chest flowed slowly, forming a slightly scribbled "S" on his coat.

In their eyes, those were merely passersby whom they could kill at will; one was enveloped in dazzling green light energy, another generated a star arrow that would never hit its mark the moment the bow was drawn, and another…

In a flash, he hoisted John Lee onto his shoulders, and the two of them, one big and one small, started watching the commotion while clutching their snacks.

“Since you’re all planning to make a move, then I’m out of the picture.” Barry Allen scratched his chin, then gave the still bewildered Avengers a thumbs up. “You guys are awesome. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a group of them facing the same enemy before… This is unprecedented, and you’ve stumbled upon it.”

John Lee curled his lip, too lazy to watch the cruel scene that was about to unfold.

He casually pulled out his personal terminal, which he had just taken from Li Chengfeng's pocket, intending to play a game for a while...

Then, after the personal terminal was turned on, a long string of messages popped up...

"Um, Fifth Uncle..."

"Oh my god, two Hulks twisted into a pretzel, this scene is really too much... Huh? What happened?"

"Uh, it seems that while we were fishing... the Second Cyber ​​War broke out."

……

Hela flies through a world where no one dies, yet there is no "life" to be found.

As far as the eye can see, there is nothing but countless decays and filth that is forcibly perpetuated.

Those who look like humans but have completely lost their human hearts walk on the decaying earth.

Just like the robot Vision said, these so-called "cancer universes" are beyond saving.

The only solution is to discontinue the autopsy ritual and return to the state of collapse and restart.

"Heh heh! It's been so many years since I've seen such a pitiful outsider!"

A voice sounded from behind her.

Hela slowly stopped in mid-air.

Being able to keep up with her flight speed and not be directly crushed by the deathly divine power she exuded indicates that the other party is quite something.

Turning around, I found two people.

A man and a woman, both with wings on their backs, wearing masks symbolizing male and female eagles, each holding a hammer that emitted a strange luster.

It's about a cancer-infected Hawkman and a cancer-infected Hawkgirl.

Hela merely glanced at their faces before looking at the warhammers in their hands.

She recognized the metal; it was called N metal.

The purest nitrogen metal can grant users immortality, flight, and even clairvoyance...

This could even harm beings of Papetua's caliber.

but……

It depends on who's using it.

At least the decaying undead that have already succumbed to the cancerous universe are only using these two warhammers, which can be described as divine weapons, as tools to open their skulls.

“An outsider who doesn’t fit in with the entire universe…you’re really unlucky.” The Hawkwoman stuck out her long, scarlet, distorted tongue, covered with countless twisted facial features, radiating malice in different directions. “Marvel didn’t send us to the cosmic rift, but continued to sweep away the remaining rebels…and you even managed to get some unexpected gains!”

"Uh-huh!"

Hawkman didn't speak, only making a dull thud.

Because he no longer possesses the so-called "five senses".

His face only had facial contours.

Hela calmly watched their pathetic blasphemy.

Her raven-feather-like eyelashes drooped slightly, her eyes seemingly devoid of joy or sorrow, yet revealing a hint of compassion for humanity.

She spoke softly, and as the Grim Reaper's voice rang out, swords of light filled the night sky.

"The human world is filthy again."