American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

Everyone was startled by this sudden change, the violent shaking felt like an earthquake, but the accompanying terrifying pressure made it difficult for everyone to breathe.

Kara instinctively stood in front of Alex, her eyes shifting between light and dark as she stared at the ceiling, where a non-lethal force had torn a hole. Although she knew that following Alex would expose her to significant events, she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

"Oh my god!" Pietro shrank behind Alex, clutching Alex's coat tightly, ready to flee with him at any moment. He never imagined that the ordinary housewife in front of him could summon such a terrifying existence.

At this moment, the entire basement seemed to have entered another layer of space, a space floating between reality and the chaotic dimension, and it was constantly shaking violently. Fortunately, the people here were not ordinary; they were not affected by the shaking.

"Is this normal?" Alex frowned, his hand already on the time controller.

"I have no idea!" John gaped.

"The dimensional channel has opened. Do you want to set a dimensional anchor point?" Miss Minutes, despite the frightening environment, remained cheerful as always.

"Record." Alex replied silently while casting his gaze towards the other side of the giant crack in the ceiling.

It was a world of infinite chaos. On the other side of the crack, the air seemed to have color, with a constantly changing, nauseating aura enveloping everyone's vision. Within this peculiar mist, a massive shadow slowly emerged.

Perhaps because the figure was too huge, it was impossible for anyone to determine its exact appearance. The colossal outline was indescribable in human terms. All they could see were numerous tentacles waving and groping towards them.

"It found us! It found us!!" Pietro screamed.

"Of course it did; we summoned it." Alex said seriously, watching the unspeakable horror get closer.

"Linda! What kind of monster did you summon?! Are you trying to get us all killed?" John screamed as he ran towards Linda, trying to interrupt her magic.

But he stopped after just two steps. He was horrified to find that behind Linda's seated figure, her shadow began to wriggle and spread wildly under some unknown force. Black tendrils, like tentacles, left the 'ground' and entered reality.

"This is..." It was John's first time seeing such a bizarre scene. That was no longer a human shadow; it couldn't even be called a 'shadow.' It was a black mass wriggling and stretching, turning into a creature resembling an octopus.

John quickly retreated behind Alex, staring in terror. It was the first time he had seen the minions of the Old Ones; this eerie scene was beyond his comprehension.

The black shadow gathered above Linda's head, numerous tentacles extending outward. It was something that couldn't be distinguished with the naked eye, and it definitely wasn't a rational creation of reality. Its body was full of chaos, making anyone who looked at it go mad.

Finally, Alex saw its shape clearly: a gigantic eye, tightly closed and not yet open. Although hard to understand, Alex was sure that this was its true form. The tentacles continued to spread, and the black shadows stretched out from the tightly closed eye, exploring every inch of the basement, slowly moving towards Alex and the others.

'What the hell is this?' Alex frowned, noticing Kara starting to gather her heat vision. He quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her behind him.

Attacking an unknown creature, especially one from another dimension, was never a good idea. To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Alex decided to handle it himself. With this in mind, Alex's face hardened under his mask. He slowly extended his gloved hand towards the black tentacle shadow.

The shadow didn't evade but instead drifted into Alex's grasp.

At the moment of contact, Alex felt an indescribable sense of being watched, as if he had connected with a terrifying existence. This feeling made Alex's hair stand on end, and he quickly withdrew his hand. In that brief moment of contact, Alex was sure something was staring at him, not just a gaze but from all directions—corners, under chairs, on walls, even in drawers or cabinets. Countless eyes were fixed on him, trying to see through him.

"Are you alright?" Kara, focusing on Alex, immediately asked when she saw something was wrong.

Alex was momentarily stunned, unable to respond. He felt an unknown presence in reality watching him. Suddenly, Alex grabbed his black umbrella and quickly opened it in front of himself and the others, under their confused and suspicious gazes.

The next moment—

Splash!

Crash—

In everyone's view, countless eyes suddenly opened on the black shadow, even the massive central eye. All eyes focused on Alex.

Whether it was an illusion or not, everyone sensed a hint of fear in those countless gazes. The next moment, their vision was blocked by the black umbrella. From the edges of the umbrella, they saw countless eyes burst like firecrackers, exploding within two seconds.

The nauseating, bloody flesh splattered across the basement, covering the walls and floor. Alex felt a force against his umbrella as if someone had dumped a bucket of water on it.

When everyone regained their senses, they saw the basement covered in broken flesh, with disgusting liquid dripping from the ceiling. The dimensional crack had closed. On the walls, the viscous flesh slowly slid down, carrying broken eyeballs and teeth fragments. Seeing this, John almost vomited; this scene was shockingly impactful for a vampire.

At the center of the basement, Linda opened her eyes in a daze. She looked around, stunned. Without any barrier, she was covered in the exploded flesh. Feeling the sticky sensation on her body, she froze for a few seconds before letting out an incomprehensible scream.

"Ahhhh——!!!!"

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