American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

Unlike the magical definitions in the Marvel universe, the magic system in DC is part of a much more macrocosmic tradition.

While there are different types of magic such as Order Magic, Chaos Magic, and Life Magic, whether it's the Green of the Earth or the demons of Hell, they all fall under the macrocosmic definition of 'magic,' born from the residual waves of creation.

So whether it's positive magic or negative magic, theology, mysticism, witchcraft, or necromancy, there is no real difference. Magic is magic, without a distinction between black and white.

Alex was encountering the spells from another world for the first time. These were derived from the reverse magic within the bloodline of the magic master Zatanna. Although he learned them merely through Black Canary's memories, for some reason, Alex found them exceptionally smooth to use.

That wondrous magical energy flowed through him as if he had rehearsed it countless times. He could feel the magical power coursing through his veins, imprinted in his soul sequence.

As Alex finished speaking, a nascent great power descended upon Red Skull, and the terrifying pressure made Red Skull's soul tremble.

"This, this is impossible!"

It was an area Red Skull had never encountered before—strange contamination from another world, high-frequency information that this world found hard to handle.

"How can you wield such power? This is unreasonable; it should not exist in this reality!"

It was like adding a drop of ink into a glass of pure water or throwing ice water into a boiling pot of oil—two extremely similar yet entirely different energies clashed violently at this moment. With stars shining in his eyes, Alex almost transformed into a creation of magic.

"No, it is quite reasonable."

Alex said.

You see, every universe, at the beginning of creation, forms a wall of reality. This is a product designed to block the intrusion of other universe's rules, a grand existence meant to protect the universe and repel external invasions.

Any life or energy attempting to penetrate this wall of reality would be altered by the rules of the universe as they pass through the barrier, causing their bodily functions to undergo dramatic changes.

If it weren't for the similar multiverse, any existence would be rewritten by higher-dimensional grand forces. For instance, speedsters from DC would lose their superpowers when entering universes without the Speed Force. This is the law of the universe.

But at this moment, Alex was directly crossing universes to summon magic from another world. He had transformed himself into a seed of magic, implanting a nascent power into this already shattered reality.

If the reality wall of the Wasteland Universe were still so solid, if this world still had Supreme Mages, such chaotic information invasions would not be so easily manageable. But all these defenses had been personally dismantled by Red Skull and his allies.

Most crucially, the two universes had already experienced friction, as evidenced by the Red Hood and Black Canary's crossing. This indicated that the two universes were already in close contact, which also helped Alex bring new knowledge from another world—at least, that was Alex's belief.

"Ugh, ah!"

Sensing the chaotic energy within his body gradually breaking down, Red Skull cried out in agony. His new Star Legion helmet had started to fade, and his cloak was constantly fluttering, trying to detach from his body.

In an instant, under Alex's words, all the energy within Red Skull's body began to destabilize, and the divine artifacts on him began to unbind, awakening their own consciousness and instinctively resisting Red Skull's control.

What tormented Red Skull the most was the soul-severing pain, akin to being sliced with a knife. It was a pain like having one's guts ripped out, and he could clearly feel his soul being forcibly torn apart by some power.

"No, stop!"

Red Skull's screams were in vain. Under the control of the Justice League members led by Batman, he was utterly unable to resist, helplessly watching his internal energy disintegrate.

"Zola!"

(I'm here, my Fuhrer.)

Zola's voice brought a glint of cold light to Red Skull's pained eyes.

"Activate the gravity generators across the battlefield! Deploy all weapons!"

(But, my Fuhrer, I'm—)

Before Dr. Zola could finish his sentence, Red Skull interrupted him with a roar that almost turned into a scream.

"Activate them now!"

(. . .)

This time, Dr. Zola didn't respond at all.

Silently watching Red Skull, Alex continued to channel his magic, showing no sign of stopping Red Skull's plea for help, or rather, Alex didn't care at all.

Red Skull was now in utter desperation, as he realized that the Ten Rings he had obtained from Mandarin were falling off his fingers one by one, and the tattered cloak left behind by Doctor Strange had abruptly detached from his back, flying away into the distance.

"No! Zola! Zola!"

Feeling the soul-rending pain, each slice of agony was almost unbearable for Red Skull. He called out desperately to his trusted AI, hoping for help to resolve his current predicament. However, the voice that reached Red Skull's ears left him stunned.

(. . . There is no Zola, Skull.)

It was not Zola's mechanical voice but a young female's voice.

If Dr. Zola's previous response had given Red Skull hope, this unfamiliar voice now dragged him into a chasm of despair.

(Here it's only Spider-Woman. Also, Black Canary from the Justice League sends her regards, you piece of sh*t.)

"What?"

The polite words felt like a plunge into an ice cavern for Red Skull. He stared wide-eyed at the black-clad figure floating above him. Though the man had a sunlit, resolute face, all Red Skull saw was a grim, beaked mask.

" It's you!"

"Indeed, it is me."

Alex spoke calmly, directly acknowledging his plans.

"Do you think I don't know about your hidden trump cards? Those updated technologies—"

In the sky, Cyborg alone held off all the fighter jets and armed helicopters, while Dr. Zola, who controlled most of the automated weapons, had his mainframe destroyed by Black Canary and Spider-Woman Ashley, who had stormed into the White House bunker.

"And those villains surviving from the old days."

Red Skull's carefully assembled elite force was now nearly annihilated. The only surviving Sandman had already vanished like the Mimic Master, leaving only swirling yellow sand as a trace of his former battles.

"That vast empire you meticulously built."

On the battlefield, under the devastating blows of the Flash and Aquaman, the Hydra elite squad had no means of defense. Every action of theirs resulted in countless Hydra soldiers being eliminated.

Meanwhile, the unconscious Red Hood, Jason Todd, was handed over to Old Barton and the Nightingale. They had successfully joined forces with the elderly Punisher and were now searching for an escape route.

Despite the endless waves of Hydra elites, it was clear to everyone that the outcome of this battle was already sealed. Hydra's defeat was merely a matter of time.

Alex tilted his head slightly, revealing a smile.

"This was always an unfair game; you're playing against a player who can foresee the future."

Outside New Babylon, hundreds of destruction robots had turned into scrap metal, unable to move, with countless parts scattered from the city outskirts to the desert edge.

Amid the shattered wreckage, Pietro was selecting his spoils, while Kara slowly lifted her head and looked toward the center of the city, toward Times Square.

"And now—"

Alex raised his hand, severing the last trace of Nova energy from Red Skull.

"Checkmate!!"

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