American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

"Even though I don't know what tricks you're up to, it doesn't change the outcome."

Red Skull's body emitted a dense cosmic energy, which was not just from the Nova Corps of Xandar but also clearly mixed with something else—something much darker.

"Look at me now, the finest existence in the world, the essence of all domains gathered into one being. I've ascended to godhood, Superman, while you are nothing more than an ant about to be crushed under my feet!"

"I don't know how you cracked the Nova Corps' legacy or how you bypassed the curse to wield the Ebony Blade and Doctor Strange's Cloak, but honestly, Red Skull, how much of that power can you truly wield now that you've fallen into darkness?"

Clark—or rather Alex—made a quick gesture, and in the next moment, Superman's classic suit was engulfed in ghostly green flames, swiftly transforming into a black robe. A third eye opened on Alex's forehead.

"I can sense the vast energy within you, like a strange concoction pieced together from several sources. You're not in a 'normal' state at all. You're nothing more than a madman consumed by power and desire."

"Is that so?" Red Skull paused for a moment, then grinned. He raised the Ebony Blade, its tip pointing directly at Alex. "Enough talk. Let's see if you're as strong as your words."

The Ebony Blade suddenly erupted with pitch-black death energy, an ancient form of black magic born from the stars, wielded only by the great Merlin.

In an instant, a black hole of energy formed around the blade, capable of absorbing all light and unleashing terrifying pressure that altered the surrounding environment.

Seeing this, Alex crossed his hands. The eerie green flames around him abruptly shifted into a sacred white light, meeting the encroaching dark matter head-on.

"Seraph Shield!"

Holy, white feathers gently floated down as the terrifying white light illuminated half of Times Square. Those watching from a distance could vaguely hear the sound of morning bells ringing in their minds.

As the immense energies clashed, Hydra soldiers around them scattered in panic. They were mere mortals. It wasn't just impossible for them to fight in such a battle—they couldn't even survive close proximity to the destructive energy radiating from it.

The temperature across Times Square became unbalanced. It was supposed to be the cold of deep winter, but now it was sweltering hot, with waves of heat pushing people to retreat even farther away.

"Magic? Laughable! Do you think you can defeat me? I severed the ties between magic and reality. You can't shake me! I am a god!"

Red Skull laughed maniacally. His eyes had long since been consumed by madness. After all these years of silence, Red Skull had already gone insane. Until now, he had managed to stay sane in his madness, but under the influx of overwhelming power from multiple dimensions, his deepest craziness was unleashed.

Just like every Black Knight who meets a tragic end, the Ebony Blade didn't just grant immense power—it also carried deep curses that seeped into the soul.

At this moment, Red Skull bore at least four or five cursed artifacts. Various chaotic energies filled his body, and Alex's Wizard's Eye couldn't even tell if Red Skull was still truly 'human.'

If every person started as a blank sheet of paper, Red Skull had now become one splattered with overturned paints. And it wasn't just paint—his paper was now crawling with filth and maggots, making him utterly horrifying.

"Magic is born from the balance between fantasy and reality. Severing the connection between this world and the magical dimension is not a good thing. It only proves one thing—Red Skull, you're afraid!"

As Alex resisted the terrifying energy Red Skull unleashed, he smiled and spoke.

"Admit it. You're just a pitiful relic of the past. You want this world to birth heroes, yet you fear the rise of heroes. You destroyed magic, mutants, Inhumans—everything in this world. There's only one reason: you're afraid."

"Shut up!" Red Skull let out a piercing roar. The strange energy turned his Nova helmet black, and dark veins began to surface on his skin.

"You don't understand me at all, you otherworldly creature! No, no, you're not..."

It was as if he had suddenly realized something, and the dark-filled pupils of Red Skull showed a flicker of surprise.

In his vision, the body of the Superman standing before him was slowly becoming transparent. Within that semi-transparent form, a strange figure wearing a bird-beak mask could be seen.

"Only now you notice, Skull?"

In an underground wine cellar on the outskirts of New Babylon, Alex hovered in midair, and the shadows beneath him began to twist and writhe. As his lips moved, the Superman in front of Red Skull slowly opened his mouth as well.

"You've been blinded. Despite being the one who destroyed the magic of this universe, you've fallen for a magical trick. Even with all the power you've stolen and all your anger and madness, you're still so small. You have no idea what you're dealing with."

Upon hearing this, Red Skull didn't react to Alex's taunt, as he had already been consumed by his own frenzy.

"Is that so? Then why are you still holding on desperately? I'm invincible! All your magic and sorcery are useless against me. No mental attacks, soul destruction, or elemental strikes can penetrate my shield!"

"Tell me, sorcerer!" Red Skull unleashed an even stronger burst of energy, pushing Alex's Seraph Shield to the brink of collapse.

"Tell me, what can you do with just one incomplete projection!?"

Red Skull's voice, amplified by energy, echoed across all of New Babylon, and everyone raised their heads in terror, watching the rare and terrifying spectacle. No one had anticipated that Red Skull had such power. Even those watching on TV around the world were stunned.

Kate Bishop gripped her bow tightly, her face full of worry and anxiety. Wolverine turned off the TV entirely—he didn't want to witness the sacrifice of another old friend, nor did he want his kids to see this.

Yet, Alex, standing before Red Skull, simply smirked.

A dark shadow suddenly darted through the violent energies.

The destructive power that would pulverize anything in its path was somehow navigated like a tightrope by the shadow, moving with masterful precision and daring, making its way rapidly toward the battleground between Alex and Red Skull.

Red Skull's face darkened as he turned, only to see a figure resembling a giant bat swooping toward him. That nimble, lightning-fast figure—who could it be but Batman?

At that moment, Alex's calm voice softly reached Red Skull's ears.

"Sorry, but I still have six more of these 'incomplete' projections."

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