American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

As night fell, the world was quiet. The road outside the Harvelle's Roadhouse showed no sign of any passing vehicles, making it eerily silent.

Unlike Alex's last visit, the Harvelle's Roadhouse had undergone extensive renovations. Not only the interior, but even the exterior had undergone significant changes.

No, this couldn't be called a renovation. It was more accurate to say it was a complete rebuild.

It seemed that Jo and the others had experienced quite a few setbacks over the years. Since Alex's departure, the world had changed completely, and even the Harvelle's Roadhouse was no exception.

Before the apocalypse began, the conflict between the Winchester brothers and the demons had already reached a boiling point. Even with Alex's threat hanging over them, the demons were still intent on not letting them go.

The Yellow-Eyed Demon's plot against Sam was a major issue. He couldn't allow anyone to interfere with it.

So, when Ash, the bartender at the Harvelle's Roadhouse, discovered crucial information and attempted to warn Dean, the Yellow-Eyed Demon sent his people to destroy the Tavern and kill every hunter inside.

Of course, Alex's warning hadn't been entirely ineffective.

At least the Yellow-Eyed Demon had attacked while Ellen and Jo were away. Perhaps the impression Alex left on him had been too strong, which made him too afraid to act when Jo was still in the tavern.

Because of this, the demon had gone to great lengths to send other demons to lure Jo away before launching a surprise attack, destroying the entire tavern.

When Jo and the others learned of this, although they were deeply saddened, they were left with little choice at the time.

Originally, Ellen had no intention of reopening the tavern. She had planned to walk the path of a hunter with her daughter, just like her late husband.

However, Jo believed it was necessary to rebuild the Harvelle's Roadhouse. Not only to give homeless hunters a place to stay, but also to ensure that Alex would have somewhere to rest when he returned.

With the help of everyone, the tavern was rebuilt, and they specifically hired some witches to set up magic and runes nearby to protect the place from future demonic attacks.

The witches' spells were quite effective. The tavern had now become the most famous place in the hunting community. Many new hunters would take the time to visit and pay their respects.

However, the witches' magic wasn't foolproof. This world was dangerous, and there were always powerful beings that could threaten the safety of the tavern.

Just like right now, outside the Harvelle's Roadhouse, several well-dressed men and women had appeared out of nowhere, their eyes fixed on the brightly lit tavern.

"Are you sure this is where those two brothers are?"

The man leading the group stared for a while and slowly spoke.

"Of course, Baldur. Although they move fast, so do I. I've been tracking their scent to this spot, and I'm certain the two angels are here," a tall man in a red suit, Mercury, replied with a smile.

"Well done, Mercury. I must admit, my opinion of you has improved. Your efficiency is indeed impressive," Baldur nodded.

"My honor, sir. The others are already on their way. Should we wait for them to arrive before we act?"

From their conversation, it was clear that those who had arrived were no ordinary beings.

Baldur, the god of light in Norse mythology, was the embodiment of radiance and the god who ushered in spring, belonging to the Aesir tribe.

Mercury wasn't a pushover either. He was one of the twelve Olympian Dieties in Roman mythology, the messenger of the Dieties. Although not the most powerful in combat, his speed was unmatched.

Behind them stood several other Dieties: Ganesha, the elephant-headed god of India; Kali, the dark and bloodthirsty goddess of death in Indian mythology; Samedi, the Haitian god of death; and the Slavic forest goddess, Leshi.

These were just the Dieties who had arrived so far. Aside from them, countless other Dieties and spirits were on their way.

It seemed that the appearance of the apocalypse had truly pushed these ancient beings to the brink.

The battle between Lucifer and Michael was about to begin, and if not handled properly, the entire Earth would be devastated. When that happened, not only humans but even these Dieties would be affected.

While, in this world, from the human perspective, these Dieties were monsters that fed on humanity, that didn't mean they completely regarded humans as cattle.

In the days when the Dieties were divided, nearly every god's realm leader would enact measures to protect humanity. Even now, although the Dieties had retreated to their respective dimensions, they still protected their followers.

After all, for these Dieties, humans were not only their food but also their means of survival.

Since the Holy War between angels and demons would kill most humans, as Dieties, they naturally wouldn't sit idly by at this time.

"I don't think we need to wait for the others. They're just hunters, after all. We've encountered them before, and they can't pose any threat to us," Baldur said softly, clearly not concerned about the hunters in the slightest.

"Wait," Kali suddenly spoke up. "I feel something strange about this tavern. I can't seem to see what's inside."

"Same here," Mercury nodded, agreeing. "We can't underestimate these humans. Don't forget where that sense of dread came from before."

At these words, Baldur gave a mocking smile and spoke in a low voice.

"We, as Dieties, have descended here. I don't think anything can stop us. Besides, the Dieties' Assembly is about to convene. We need to prepare the venue before the others arrive."

Mercury blinked. This was supposed to be his task, but Dean and Sam had crossed tens of kilometers in an instant, arriving here, which had left him momentarily unprepared.

"Tell me, Mercury,"

Baldur turned to look at Mercury and smiled.

"Is your 'main course' ready?"

"Uh..."

Feeling the immense pressure radiating from Baldur, Mercury lowered his head and averted his gaze, muttering softly.

"Sorry, I should have prepared earlier."

"Well, now you should begin," Baldur said with a shrug, lightly laughing. "Aside from the angelic bodies of Dean and Sam, the rest of the people here should be more than enough."

"Don't worry, we'll help you. No matter how many hunters are here, they won't be able to harm us in the slightest."

As Baldur's words fell, the other Dieties all wore confident smiles.

Having been disconnected from the mortal world for so long, they hadn't tasted human flesh in quite a while. Now, with the Dieties' Assembly bringing them together, it was a great opportunity for them to indulge in their cravings.

Thinking this, the Dieties didn't hesitate any longer. Although a few of them, wary, were reluctant to get involved, seeing that most of the others had already made up their minds, they could do nothing but follow along.

The Dieties' steps were unwavering as they crossed the road and walked along the gravel path to the entrance of the Harvelle's Roadhouse.

As they arrived at the door, they heard the sounds of laughter and murmuring coming from inside. It seemed there were many people, enough to satisfy their hunger.

With this thought, the Dieties' eyes flashed with various colors, eager to break through the doors and feast on their fill.

As the messenger of the Dieties, Mercury naturally led the way.

Reaching the tavern's door, he turned slightly and exchanged a glance with Baldur, ultimately making his decision.

A blue glow appeared on his face, outlining unique astrological runes. The power of the Olympian Dieties flowed through him, and his teeth sharpened.

His ears elongated, transforming into wings like that of a bird. Mercury completely abandoned his human form, turning into a full-fledged monster.

Without hesitation, he kicked open the tavern's door and let out a low growl.

Boom—!

A massive sound echoed in the small space, and the tavern suddenly fell silent.

Then, faces of all kinds came into view, and everyone inside the tavern stared at Mercury, their expressions a mix of confusion and suspicion, fixated on the intruder.

It seemed as though the tavern's door acted like a barrier. Before opening it, Mercury had felt nothing, but as soon as he broke through, he realized that the situation inside was far more terrifying than he had anticipated.

A chilling, oppressive force hit him head-on, and a sinister aura surged from within the tavern, like an abyss, trapping him with no escape.

Mercury felt a momentary suffocation, his brain freezing for a second.

After about ten seconds, the divine power in his body suddenly shrank, and his sharp fangs and blue runes retracted.

In the blink of an eye, he had returned to his previous gentlemanly appearance, smiling as he waved at the people inside.

"Oops, sorry for the disturbance. I'm just a delivery man."

Inside the tavern.

Clark and Bruce Wayne exchanged a glance, while Dean and Sam looked towards Alex. Everyone glanced at one another, their expressions growing somewhat complicated.

The sound of chairs scraping against the floor was heard, and Mercury was horrified to see the people inside standing up.

He quickly turned around but found that, somehow, the Dieties who had been behind him had already fled.

Just as he was about to take a step forward, a metallic hand landed on his shoulder, causing him to tremble.

"Hey, buddy, since you're already here..."

With great difficulty, Mercury turned his head and saw a silver-haired youth staring at him, wearing a friendly smile.

"I… I don't think this is necessary," Mercury stammered.

"Wait! Wait... wait a minute!"

"I'm just a delivery man, I swear!"

"I'm just a delivery man! Aaaahhh!!"

"Help!"

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