American comics: This guy is crazy

It is a little regrettable that he failed to kill the Black Death Emperor, but it is no longer a problem.

At least the Anti-Monitor who regained his freedom will definitely hunt him down.

Whether it will succeed or not remains to be verified by time.

However, Superboy Prime was in a miserable situation and was hunted down by the Lanterns.

Alan raised his hand and formed a portal to summon the Undead Army.

There were tens of thousands of skeletons, the lowest of which was level 12, and the rest were hundreds of level 15, only nine were level 18, and there was a level 21 Chaos Dragon.

This scene was seen by the Lanterns, and they dared not make a sound.

It was more than enough to destroy the entire universe.

Moreover, the Chaos Dragon did not need to take action.

"Let's go."

With the blessing of the magic aura in Alan's hands, the portal was upgraded to the Dimension Gate when he cast it.

On the other side, the scene was gray.

Deathly silence, coldness, despair... and many other breaths came to his face.

"Go!"

Alan stood on top of the Chaos Dragon, commanding the Undead Army to march towards the Underworld.

...

The Underworld.

Hela's domain, a replica of Asgard Palace.

At this moment, the once magnificent palace collapsed into ruins, and the sound of fighting was heard everywhere.

The undead creatures were fighting fiercely on the periphery, as if they had entered a situation of no end.

As the Lord of Death, Hela's hair had long been disheveled, and her body was covered with her own blood.

The giant wolf Fenrir, who had grown up with her, lay beside her with a serious abdominal injury.

"Do you really want to kill us all?"

Hela looked desperate, feeling that the death power in her body was about to run out.

The five Lords of Death in front of her had teasing expressions on their faces.

"Hela, you are an outsider after all, and you should not enjoy the resources of the underworld."

"I hope you will cooperate and give up your godhood to avoid unnecessary suffering."

"You should know in your heart that no one in the underworld will help you."

"..."

The underworld, hell, and purgatory are called the three special dimensions, and the unchanging killing and death are the main themes.

Lady Death, who symbolizes death, is nominally the master of the underworld, but in fact never interferes in affairs. Even without consent, it is impossible to meet each other.

Because of this, even though Hela is an outsider god that Lady Death agrees to join, she has always been rejected.

"Unless I die."

Hela flatly refused the unreasonable request to hand over the godhood.

Once the godhood is stripped, she not only loses the identity of the Lord of Death, but also the godhood of the Asgard Goddess of Death disappears together, thus falling into an extraordinary life facing birth, aging, illness and death.

Having the dual blood of Helheim and Asgard will eventually have a longer lifespan.

What's more, she is already thousands of years old. Without the godhead, her body functions will age rapidly, and she will not live for many years.

Besides, if she really obeys the other party, she may not agree to let her spend her old age in peace.

It is a situation of life and death.

A death god said with a stern expression: "Since you are stubborn, I can only take it myself."

The death godhead is the most precious resource, which can reshape a death god.

Obviously, if the forces of the underworld conquer, it will be a good help to have one more death god.

Therefore, the death gods scattered outside the parties are included in the hunting targets.

Boom!

Just when they were about to take action.

A portal appeared out of thin air in the gloomy void.

A vast and ancient breath rolled in first, as if the ancient existence in the prehistoric times before the formation of the world suddenly visited the underworld.

Who?

Hela and the five death gods couldn't help but wonder.

What kind of existence actually broke into the underworld.

It is necessary to understand that a long time ago, the death gods of the underworld joined forces to stabilize the rules of space and did not allow creatures other than the dead to set foot.

Judging from the breath alone, it is estimated that the giants of the underworld will retreat three points.

Ao...

A dragon roar.

Suddenly, the fighting undead stopped fighting, and the dead souls were like projections of stuck, with signs of soul collapse at any time, and the skeletons and other bones were creaking, as if struggling to keep themselves from falling apart.

However, the death lords all felt suffocated.

Then, a hideous dragon head poked out of the dimension door.

The five death lords were terrified, only Hela's expression was stunned, and a faint smile appeared.

Huh...

As soon as he entered the underworld, Allen couldn't wait to jump off the dragon head and shouted: "Mom, catch me."

Who is this guy?

It feels so weak.

Relatively speaking, Allen's breath is like an ant in front of the Chaos Ancestral Dragon.

The five Death Lords never left Chaos Ancestral Dragon, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy, quietly asking for help from their respective forces.

Plop...

Alan fell straight down and landed on the ground.

And he was face down.

Hela deliberately looked into the void, pretending to ignore it.

"Hei Kai, I saw you take a step back, you don't want to catch me, right?"

Alan raised his head, blood flowing from his nostrils, and got up angrily, walked to Hela's side, leaned forward, and wiped the blood from his nose on her clothes.

Tsk...

The unhygienic behavior immediately made Hela very annoyed.

"What's the matter?"

Alan looked around and asked, "Mom, our house was demolished, how much land acquisition money should be paid, can I be a second-generation demolition worker and live a life of luxury and debauchery?"

"I was beaten up." Hela pouted.

"What!?"

Alan said in shock: "There is no shortage of righteous people in the world who do good deeds."

"..."

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

His own house was demolished, and he praised the culprit as a righteous person.

Hearing this, Hela couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Aww...

Boom!

As the Chaos Ancestral Dragon landed, tens of thousands of undead legions descended together.

The auras of each of them above the twelfth level frightened the five death lords.

A twelfth-level undead placed in the underworld is at least a legion commander.

A fifteenth-level undead is basically equivalent to the lowest level of the death god.

An eighteenth-level undead is even more incredible, and they may not be able to defeat one.

As a result, before the shock turned into a daze, suddenly the wind and clouds surged, and the energy of the underworld that surged like a wave gathered and poured into the body of the undead legion.

This...

Isn't it a local undead?

In an instant, the five death lords were completely confused.

In the outside world, how could the undead grow to such strength?

Of course, the undead who have grown up successfully in the underworld do not need to be baptized by the energy of the underworld.

There is no doubt that after the baptism, the strength of the undead army has increased again.

"Are these all yours?" Hela couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Yeah!"

Allen nodded proudly.

"My dear son, Mom was beaten."

Hela's expression changed, and she looked aggrieved.

"Go away, who is your son? Do you really think I'm crazy?" Allen said meanly.

"..."

'Okay, okay..., it turns out that it was all false before. '

'I'm just being sentimental. '

Suddenly, Hela's expression was stiff, and she couldn't help but roll up her dead fish eyes, and asked helplessly: "How can you help me?"

"I want to eat panties."

Bang!

As soon as he said that, Allen was hit by Hela's fist. He covered his eyes in pain and said sullenly, "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Why are you hitting me?"

"You want a female giant? Help me once and I'll help you catch it later."

"Deal."

Remember the last time, Allen kept talking about the Helheim giant. Hela kept it in mind, so she took it as a condition of exchange.

However, Allen didn't think so.

The thought of a female giant of four to six meters makes her blood boil.

"Mom..."

Allen hugged Hela's arm and shook it, saying coquettishly, "I want a female giant with a curvy figure and six meters high. Ten of them will do."

"That's a lot of requests."

"Okay."

"Okay, as you say."

In fact, Helheim believes in death, which is one of Hela's home grounds.

If she hadn't given Odin some face, she would have taken back the ruling power of Helheim directly.

Now Hela is the real goddess of death, and it is easy to bring a few believers back home.

Moreover, the people of Helheim feel honored to serve the gods they believe in.

The price is finalized.

Alan is ready to make trouble.

Ah...

He kicked a god of death with one leg.

He was black and had a dog head. It was Anubis.

How could the ancient Egyptian god of death tolerate the offense of ants? Anubis was about to raise his cane to beat him to death, but he was surprised to see the Chaos Ancestral Dragon appear behind Alan like a shadow, defending the safety of his master like a fantasy beast.

Puff!

A solid kick.

However, Anubis did not move at all, but Alan fell to the ground and hugged his calf.

"Brother, you came out of a stone, it's a bit unscientific to be hard."

"..."

Instead of humiliating, he got hurt.

Anubis felt wronged and stood there doing nothing.

"No more nonsense."

Alan stood up and said with a pleasant face: "I am a very reasonable person, but Wangcai is unreasonable."

"Isn't it Wangcai?"

Ah...

The Chaos Ancestral Dragon cooperated and roared to the sky, and the sound of the dragon's roar shook the world.

"Sir, don't say anything. We are willing to cooperate with the compensation and guarantee that we will meet all your requests." Anubis said bitterly.

He already knew in his heart that the pattern of the underworld had changed dramatically.

A Chaos Ancestral Dragon alone could represent the top power in the underworld.

"Look at what you said."

Alan stepped forward and patted Anubis on the shoulder, and asked in a mean way: "Brother, are there any dog-headed beauties?"

"Ah!?"

Not big brother, you have a good appetite, you can eat women outside of human beings.

"From your eyes, I see the same misunderstanding as the world."

Alan said with a lonely face: "I have always been rigorous in my professional research on lords, and I don't have any bitter thoughts at all."

I don't believe you.

And you have a rich expression.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you, sir." Anubis said respectfully.

"Well..., I want a black variety with big breasts and big buttocks."

"..."

You said it wasn't for the sake of being slutty.

The real purpose is revealed.

"Get out of here."

Hela couldn't bear to look at it and stepped forward, pulling Allen away.

Originally I was thinking of compensation, but it was just a blind Gil asking for some beast girls.

Should I repair my palace? Should I raise an army?

After some discussion, the five death lords nodded and agreed to all the requests made by Hela.

Of course, Hela didn't ask for too much, fearing that the forces behind the other party would be forced to jump off the wall.

While waiting, Allen was idle, and his thieving eyes looked at the seriously injured giant wolf beside him.

"Alan, what are you doing!?"

Hela turned around and saw Alan peeing on the giant wolf Fenrir again.

I remember that last time, she spent a long time bathing Fenrir.

A dog can't change its nature.

Alan pulled up his pants and said with a grin, "Mom, I'm home, and my undead army is here with you."

Snap!

With a snap of his fingers, he disappeared from the spot.

...

Arkham Asylum.

Once, it was a bustling place full of patients.

Now there is no one, and it is a silent and lonely scene.

Waking up from his exclusive bed, Alan looked at the dusty sheets and couldn't help but scold: "Dean Quesi must have embezzled public funds. Why didn't he ask the cleaner to clean up?"

"Something's wrong, why is there no sound?"

"Under normal circumstances, the criminals should be fighting now."

Alan poked his head out and looked at the corridor, sneaking like an agent sneaking into the enemy's base camp.

Picking up the scattered papers, he analyzed: "It seems that they left in a hurry and didn't have time to take the documents."

"Who dares to attack the Wayne Group's industry? It's simply not giving face to Batman."

"Besides, don't you know that I live in Arkham Asylum? It's just like taking a shit in the fireworks warehouse and lighting a cigarette to seek death."

Checking one room after another, it was indeed empty.

In the entire hospital, only Allen was wandering around.

"It doesn't look like an evacuation, it feels like a sudden collective escape."

The computer in the dean's office, the medical equipment for treatment, and even the medicines in the pharmacy.

If they really want to evacuate in an orderly manner, they must take away valuable equipment.

"Is it the end of the world outside while I'm away?" Allen couldn't help but wonder.

In the disaster-ridden American comic world, Allen really couldn't think of a reasonable reason.

Suddenly, a beam of light flashed outside the window.

"Someone!"

With a bang.

Allen kicked the glass and jumped into the night.

When he approached the outer wall, he squatted and jumped out.

Not far away, there were a lot of military tents.

"Stop, we will shoot if you come any closer."

The soldiers in the watchtower found Allen's trace at the first time, locked the searchlight immediately, and issued a verbal warning.

"Agent of SHIELD?"

Allen saw the other party's equipment and knew at a glance that it was SHIELD's exclusive tactical equipment.

Suddenly, a figure blocked the full moon, showing a bat-shaped mark.

Of course, it was Batman himself.

He was still wearing a black battle suit, except for half of his face, all covered by a cloak.

Under the moonlight, his figure was elongated, like a demon watching the night.

"Bat, I miss you so much."

Allen gave a big hug with a brisk step.

"What did you do?" Bruce asked in a low voice.

"I traveled through time again."

Allen raised his head and said sincerely.

Bruce couldn't help but explain helplessly: "I'm asking you, what did you do before you traveled through time that caused Arkham Asylum to be closed down."

Alan suddenly realized: "Nothing, I watched the video tape to summon Sadako before I traveled through time."

"..."

Sure enough, Sadako appeared and caused all the patients and medical staff of Arkham Asylum to flee.