American Comics: The Matrix.

Chapter 521 The Power of Death
Ronan is dead!

Thor and Loki are dead!

"Hulk is dead too!"

"..."

The constant echoes of her comrades' deaths in her earpiece threw Captain Marvel, now afflicted with cancer, into a state of panic.

It sounded like a death knell.

Every time it rings out, someone's life is inevitably taken away.

But they were supposed to be immortal, how could they have been killed?
At first, Captain Marvel thought that Marvel had arrested the wrong person and that Thanos was not a coroner at all.

But the current situation has left her confused.

There was only one coroner, yet Bant and his entire crew accomplished the feat of killing them.

It was as if death, which had been eradicated, had now returned to them.

"Something's wrong! This shouldn't be happening! Something must have gone wrong!" Captain Marvel exclaimed in a panic.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered the almost mocking expression on Tony Stark's face earlier.

"That guy wasn't blindly trusting; he knew all along that this would happen!"

Not just Tony Stark, but everyone else who was captured was angry, but no one was afraid.

They are not immortal. There is only one answer: everyone knows that the man named Bantpark is capable of doing all this.

"I understand!"

"He was the coroner!"

Tony, who had cancer, quickly figured out the crux of the matter.

"The coroner that Marvel caught was a fake!"

Even with only a tumor left in his brain, he was still one of the smartest people, especially after witnessing the images of others being killed, which further solidified his belief.

"That four-armed muscle woman was able to kill us with her weapons. Hela is the goddess of death. Only that guy named Bant Parker is so different, so special!"

“Even Mad Ban and Bad Ban, who also own watches, are worlds apart from him.”

Tony said.

In contrast, he saw Crazy Ben as nothing more than a muscle-bound idiot.

Bad Ban is just a cunning and treacherous guy with a bit of cleverness.

There's one more thing he didn't mention: the first time he saw Bant, even in his swamp fire form, he felt a psychological aversion to him.

He believed it was a kind of mutual repulsion between geniuses.

"We need to contact Marvell."

"The cancer has Steve said immediately."

"Time is running out."

“He must already be performing the ritual, which is unstoppable. If the ritual fails, he will naturally notice,” Captain Marvel said.

"What we need to do is catch the real coroner!"

"But he can kill us!"

"The cancerous Steve said in fear."

He should have been a fearless person, a hero willing to sacrifice himself.

At least in a world where death existed, he was never afraid.

But now that death is no longer a threat, he is filled with fear.

The power of immortality has rendered former heroes no longer heroes, and has made those heroes who were once unshakable by death realize the horror of death.

"He only has the potential to kill us, not the ability to do so."

It must be said that the performance of the Mad Class and the Bad Class made them underestimate the power of the Omnitrix.

Captain Marvel felt that the only difference between Bant and those two guys was his identity as a coroner.

It's like a knife in a child's hand; the knife can kill, but the child may not have that ability. "Are you sure?"

"Or do you think Thor and Hulk are weak?"

Both Steve and Tony, who both have cancerous traits, feel that Carol's criteria for judging strength seem somewhat problematic.

"They are strong, but not strong enough! We have stronger warriors, have you forgotten that!"

The Cancer God Group!
And there's the Star Devouring Engine!

Steve and Tony immediately pictured these two powerful combatants.

"What are you waiting for!"

……

"Once the ceremony is over, our power will be even greater. Of course, I can't do anything about your friend. He arrogantly rejected great power, and now he's reaping what he sowed."

In unknown territory.

Marvel placed Thanos on the ground, and several tentacles covered with eyes and sharp teeth emerged from the darkness, firmly locking the large purple creature in place.

The bad class was still looking around.

The atmosphere here made him feel somewhat uneasy.

All around was boundless darkness, from which came whispers that made one's brain throb. The ground was covered with lumps, and stepping on them felt like stepping on a festering abscess; with the slightest pressure, thick, yellowish-green pus would splatter out.

Upon hearing Marvel's words, he snapped out of his daze and quickly replied, "He brought it on himself."

"And you've misunderstood. My relationship with him isn't good at all. Dying in a place like that is exactly what I wanted."

Bad Ban wasn't lying, but at the same time, he had another feeling in his heart.

I'm afraid Madman isn't dead yet.

'That guy's favorite thing is muscles and fighting, so he should have made a big fuss, but he just suddenly disappeared. Something's definitely wrong with him.'

He felt that Kuang Ban must have found an opportunity to slip away.

That guy Modoron must have another task for him; Big Ben doesn't trust anyone else.

However, Bad Ban had no intention of revealing these things; he and Marvel were just as distant as they appeared to be.

Lord Marvel trusted him greatly, and even brought him to observe the ceremony and pay homage to the ancient gods.

This is because cancerous cells can erode the brain and control a person's thoughts. As cancer cells spread, anyone can become a servant of the ancient gods.

However, what he didn't expect was that Omnitrix's protection mechanism ensured that the bad guys' minds could not be hacked.

At this moment, there was no awe for the ancient gods in Bad Ban's eyes, only a thirst for power.

"Alright, the ceremony will begin soon."

Marvel finished his prayer, and from within those dark tentacles emerged an evil god, like Cthulhu, with twisted limbs that made Bad Ban's eyes throb with pain at just a glance.

"Ancient and great gods, I will offer my death for you!"

Lord Marvel walked up to Thanos, pulled out a dagger, and plunged it deep into Thanos's chest, chanting at the same time:
"In the ancient universe, nothing is permanent, not even death itself!"

As the blade fell, Thanos let out a painful howl, but there was also a hint of excitement in his voice.

"I finally—ah!"

His voice abruptly stopped as a monster twisted from the darkness and instantly swallowed his body and soul whole.

Poor Thanos, he thought he would be forever accompanied by death until his death, but in the end he was devoured by the monster without a trace.

Right after Thanos died, a woman shrouded in a black robe appeared out of nowhere, snatched the dagger from Marvel's hand, and stabbed him in the body.

In that instant, it was as if time, which had been frozen, had returned to Marvel.

The terrible cancer progressed rapidly and became the source of his death.

Death has returned!
She was unmoved by Thanos's sacrifice and, after killing Mar-Vell, immediately turned her dagger on the twisted Old God.

At that very moment, the bad guys moved.

(End of this chapter)