American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

After making the decision, everyone began preparing intensively.

Attracting Lucifer here was not difficult, since he was currently scouring the world for Sam's location.

After Lucifer broke free, to prevent him from finding Dean and Sam, the angel Castiel had cast a powerful spell and engraved it on Dean and Sam's ribs. As a result, neither angels nor demons could trace their whereabouts.

As long as the mark could be erased, Dean and Sam would instantly be exposed to both Heaven and Hell's forces. At that point, it wouldn't take long before both armies would be knocking on their door.

With a way to initiate the war, the next task was to figure out how to win this battle once and for all.

In this world, Lucifer and Michael were not as weak as the gods. Even ordinary angels possessed extremely powerful abilities, not to mention these two, who were among the most famous archangels.

In order to kill these two while ensuring they didn't escape, Bruce Wayne spent the entire night studying all the biblical texts. Only then did he come up with a relatively reasonable battle plan.

Moreover, neither side was ordinary, and their war would inevitably cause natural disasters on Earth. The aftermath of their battle could even destroy several cities, if not entire countries.

Therefore, the choice of battlefield became a huge dilemma.

Three days later, with full preparations made, Alex and the others brought Dean and Sam to a small island in the Pacific.

This time, Jo, Ellen, and the other hunters did not come along.

The holy war between Heaven and Hell was no joke. A single misstep could result in death, and for their safety, Alex had rejected their requests to join the battle.

At first, Jo was a little dissatisfied, but she wasn't an immature child. After witnessing so many terrifying monsters, she knew that compared to angels, the ring she carried wasn't much of a weapon.

Regardless, the fight between angels and superheroes was still a bit too much for her as a 21-year-old girl.

So, even though she felt a little uncomfortable, she understood and didn't protest, quietly accepting Alex's arrangement and staying at the Harvelle's Roadhouse with her mother.

On the lonely island in the Pacific, they were in the middle of the open sea, a place difficult for normal human civilization to reach. Even cargo ships rarely passed through the area.

Standing on the beach, Alex calmly gazed out at the ocean. Behind him, Dean and Sam stood, one to each side.

At this point, the magical seal had been removed by Alex, and their coordinates were once again visible to both angels and demons.

"I forgot to introduce you to Castiel. He's an angel, and he's the one who pulled me out of Hell. I had died, torn apart by hellhounds... Anyway, you missed quite the 'show'," Dean said with a slight smile, glancing at Alex's profile.

Hearing Dean casually recounting his past, Alex shook his head slightly. Every family has its own troubles, and for hunters, this phrase seemed especially fitting.

Those in this line of work rarely meet a good end. Dean and Sam had long prepared for various tragic outcomes, but even when they had anticipated it, few could truly accept it when the time came.

"Actually, I know everything about you two, just like how there are superhero comics in your world. In other worlds, there are also anime and detailed accounts of your adventures," Alex said softly, not hiding anything.

In fact, Dean and Sam weren't fools, and they had already guessed this before.

"So, can I understand that, in some sense, we're considered 'superheroes'?" Dean raised an eyebrow, smiling lightly.

"So how's our series doing in other universes? Can Superman recognize us? Looks like we're pretty well-known in other worlds, huh?"

"I can't say for sure, but you do have a loyal fanbase, and they've written a lot of 'fanfiction' about you two. You know, the kind of 'fanfiction' you understand," Alex replied.

Listening to Alex's increasingly strange tone, Dean's smile froze, and it seemed he had understood what Alex meant by 'that kind' of fanfiction.

Sam nearby couldn't help but sigh. In fact, since the brothers always worked together, many people assumed they were a couple. On multiple occasions, they had been mistaken by hotel clerks for being in a relationship.

Even when Dean was at a bar hitting on girls, some women mistook him and Sam for a couple and even tried to invite him to join.

"Actually, our world also has similar fanfiction. I've heard that a lot of people have joined in writing," Sam shrugged and said honestly.

"'Thanks' to Chuck!"

Thinking about this, Dean grit his teeth.

If it weren't for Chuck writing that best-selling book "Supernatural", their story wouldn't have been exposed, nor would they have attracted so many readers and fans.

"Alex, what do you think about this kind of thing? I mean, if you were written into a book... Actually, I've wanted to ask this for a while. I've read all the superhero comics, and I've never found any trace of you in them."

Sam stared intently at Alex, a little curious, and asked,

"Did I get written into a book?"

Alex paused, thinking about the question seriously.

"I never really considered that before, but to be honest, I don't really care. As you can see, I'm not from the superhero world. To their universe, I'm also an 'outsider.'"

"But you helped them," Sam replied.

"You think it's helping, but to me, it feels more like a transaction, because—"

Just as Alex was about to continue, suddenly, a rising current appeared on the distant sea, and soon the clear sky began to swirl with dark clouds.

"It looks like we'll have to leave this conversation for another time. Our 'guests' are arriving."

Upon hearing this, Dean and Sam's hearts immediately tightened.

It was impossible for them not to be nervous. After all, Michael and Lucifer were among the most powerful beings in this universe, second only to God.

The brothers' expressions turned complex and serious. Since Lucifer's escape, they had been focused on avoiding direct confrontation with him.

Now, under Alex's guidance, they had discarded all their previous plans and decided to confront them head-on, something that was unthinkable before.

But in the end, they chose to trust Alex. Dean and Sam exchanged a glance, each gripping their Valkyrie swords, ready to fight when the time came.

Before long, the entire island was enveloped in darkness.

The sound of wings flapping echoed, and a brief flash of white light appeared. Alex gently turned his head and saw a middle-aged man standing nearby, wearing a khaki trench coat.

The middle-aged man's expression was serious and heavy, with a strong sense of confusion.

"Dean, Sam."

The man's voice was slightly hoarse. Upon hearing that familiar voice, Dean and Sam quickly turned and looked in the man's direction.

"Castiel, what are you doing here?"

"I've come to warn you how wrong and unreasonable your actions are!" Castiel looked extremely angry, but his expression was somewhat dazed, lacking any real threat.

"Listen, Castiel, we're adults now. We have our own plan. The Apocalypse has to come to an end, and we're ready for it. You should trust us," Dean said seriously.

"Trust you?" Castiel was momentarily stunned. Then his gaze shifted to Alex.

This was the first time Castiel had met Alex. He had never heard of him before and didn't understand why Dean and Sam had been so easily swayed by this person.

"You must leave here immediately. Lucifer is already on his way, and so is Michael. This is a foolish plan, very, very foolish."

"Is hiding forever not foolish? It's time we stand up and fight. After all, Lucifer is just another angel," Dean said, somewhat displeased with Castiel's attempt to downplay their resolve.

"It's useless. This is not a good idea. You don't understand the severity of the situation. Lucifer will scare this guy out of his wits. So while we still can, let's leave here quickly," Castiel said seriously.

"I've seen the end of this story. None of this should have happened. You've already strayed far from your path. So, Dean, Sam, listen to me and leave now."

"Listen to you?"

Suddenly, Alex spoke up, smiling as he looked at Castiel.

"If you were truly well-meaning, you wouldn't be using someone else's face to appear here. I may not have met Castiel, but I'm sure he wouldn't have this kind of power."

Upon hearing this, 'Castiel's' face darkened, and his brows furrowed.

Dean and Sam immediately raised their Valkyrie swords, looking at the figure who had taken Castiel's form with caution.

After a moment of adjusting his jaw, 'Castiel' stared at Alex for a while before finally sighing helplessly.

"Alright."

The next moment, a flash of white light appeared, and 'Castiel's' figure rapidly shrank, transforming into a different appearance.

This was a short man with well-defined features, a slightly comical look on his face, though his expression was oddly melancholic.

Seeing his true form, Dean and Sam were both shocked.

Because the person standing before them wasn't just anyone; it was Gabriel, the trickster angel, who was also one of the four archangels.

Gabriel let out a long sigh, observing the varied expressions of those around him.

"It's too late for everything," he said, his eyes dark as he stared at the sky, feeling the immense angelic power of his two older brothers. Gabriel then looked at Dean and Sam with frustration.

"Now, are you happy?"

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