What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

"Lord Marvel! A major change has occurred on the front lines!"

"What do you mean?! We've assembled the entire armies of five universes!"

"...The other side has a monster."

"Monsters?" Marvel laughed at the cancerous Quicksilver who had returned with the message. "In this multiverse, is there anything more like a monster than us? Ever since we became believers in the Multihorned, we have been the only monsters!"

"Then you should take a look at this."

Cancer-causing Quicksilver dug a vicious hole in his eye socket.

What was removed was not a real eyeball, but a prosthetic eye made of flesh and blood from the cancerous Iron Man.

After the prosthetic eye was removed, it was inserted into the screen by the cancerous Quicksilver.

Soon, all the images recorded in the prosthetic eye were successfully played back.

What met the eye was a dazzling golden light.

The man with the "S" shape formed by flowing hot light on his chest left behind a clone of himself on the battlefield, and then wiped out all the high-end combat power that had emerged from the cancerous universe.

Each punch seemed capable of melting away their very fate...

No one could withstand his all-out punch.

He seemed to be venting something.

"Who is this person?!"

“This is one of the mission objectives you gave the Avengers…” Cancer Quicksilver said with a wry smile, “He certainly looks different, but before he took off his glasses in front of everyone, he was indeed that reporter named Clark Kent…”

"No, this is impossible!" Magellan, the cancerous lord, exclaimed, his eyes wide with rage. "Such power... how could it possibly exist in a journalist? And most importantly, this is definitely not the power possessed by the incarnation of death! I can't sense any power related to the authority of death in it!"

“But the truth is…” Quicksilver’s expression grew even more bitter, “those he smashed with his fists showed absolutely no sign of coming back to life…”

"..."

The cancerous lord Marvel opened his mouth, only to find that he could no longer utter a single word.

He knew perfectly well that he had been tricked.

Or rather, his supreme savior, the multifaceted being from among the stars, was also unaware of the problem.

Judging from the information brought back by the cancerous Quicksilver, the people on the main universe battlefield clearly didn't feel any unfamiliarity with this man. On the contrary, upon seeing him, they showed a "this is a sure thing" look in their eyes...

Marvel suddenly turned around and looked at the cancerous Quicksilver.

"...Send all those who remain to the cosmic chasm!"

Are you sure we're a match for them?

“Did I say I was sending you to the battlefield?!” A ruthless glint flashed in Marvel’s eyes. “I will use the blessing of the Multihorns to detonate that cosmic rift, creating an artificial cosmic collapse… This will not only inflict significant damage on the enemy but also conceal our location… We will proceed cautiously.”

They are an immortal, cancerous horde of demons.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

As for the being that was rapidly approaching them...

He no longer needs to consider it.

What he didn't notice was that the symbiotic god Nar's eyes had changed.

……

"Boring."

After tearing apart another alien body that had become so distorted that it was unrecognizable, Hela raised her head.

Since entering the target range of 100 kilometers, the number of obstacles in our path has suddenly increased.

And each of them seemed to be buying time for someone... rather than trying to defeat her.

Hela casually tossed the fragments of the cancerous demon army, which had lost their immortality, into the air. After waiting for two seconds in mid-air and seeing that no one continued to interfere, Hela increased her speed once again.

This time, there were no more obstacles.

She rushed into the destination without any hindrance...

A fortress that looks like it's straight out of a Cthulhu story.

Everywhere there were deformed flesh and blood, and unexplained abscesses and organs.

But the moment she landed on the ground after falling from the sky, she realized what it was.

The body of the planet devourer.

Moreover, it is the body of five planet devourers.

After being completely transformed, they were turned into the headquarters of this cancerous demon army.

If Hela could see the war scenes within the Web, and the Galactus engines high in the sky that could tear apart mortal auxiliary tanks with their own gravity, she would surely understand why they possessed five Galactus bodies.

However, Hela is clearly not the kind of woman who would dwell on such matters.

She strode forward through the corridor formed by the skin of the planet devourer.

Soon, guided by the locator, she arrived at a small room.

And Vision's wife, Wanda's alter ego, was lying on that bed, beautiful, but seemingly on the verge of her end.

“Are you Vision’s wife?” Hela came to her window.

"You are the reinforcements my husband found?" The woman, who was clearly older and more mature than Wanda from the main universe, sat up in bed with some difficulty. "You... are indeed very powerful, powerful enough to directly destroy this universe... This is wonderful."

"Your condition... is strange."

“I accepted the blessing of the Horned Ones, but I have been using chaos magic to resist their decay and erosion in order to keep my sanity from collapsing.” A grim smile tugged at the corners of Wanda’s mouth. “But now that the Horned Ones are getting closer and closer to the real universe, my power is no longer enough to completely resist decay and erosion… The two forces are rapidly destroying my body, and I can no longer move an inch… When I am completely torn apart and resurrected, my sanity will become a plaything in the hands of the Horned Ones.”

"So... what are you waiting for? Me? I've already arrived." Hela looked down at Wanda, who was suffering from cancer, with the same expressionless yet compassionate demeanor.

“You have come…you will bring me death.” Wanda blinked, as if using the last of her strength. “I will be truly grateful to you.”

"And what about your husband?"

"He is a robot, but he also has his own soul and emotions. Please take him with you when this damned, cancerous universe collapses."

"as you wish."

Hela nodded.

He then extended a finger and touched Wanda's forehead, which was now cancerous.

Cancer-mutated Wanda completely lost the power to resist the multi-faceted beings, and her consciousness began to dissipate.

Just as her scattered consciousness was about to reassemble and transform into that decaying demonic army, Hela's deathly power pierced through her soul, granting her a peaceful and tranquil slumber.

In this immortal yet decaying universe...

Death is a blessing.