Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 792 Let's go for a "nuclear explosion"!
"Oh no! This is terrible!"

Captain America's mind went completely blank!

Virus!

A terrifying virus that even the Super Soldier Serum cannot escape!
The excruciating pain and the sudden onset of cold numbness froze Steve's movements for half a second.

In that half-second, the scene before his eyes began to distort and spin.

He looked at Black Widow and Hawkeye beside him.

I always wonder why these two are so sweet together?

Black Widow's foot bath water... No, eating her feet directly doesn't seem so bad either?
No, that's not right!

Captain America jerked his head, trying to dispel the eerie hallucination, but his body swayed uncontrollably.

"Captain! Watch out behind you!"

Hawkeye Clint Barton's warning was laced with panic as an armor-piercing arrow whistled as it hurtled towards the zombies rushing towards Steve from behind.

However, Steve Rogers, a symbol of the American spirit, followed a distorted "fighting instinct" in the chaotic moment when the virus eroded his will.

The figure of Eagle Eyes drawing his bow in his eyes transformed into a ferocious enemy in his hallucination!
Almost at the same time Hawkeye issued his warning, Captain America instinctively swung his left hand sharply!
"boom!"

The heavy edge of the vibranium shield slammed solidly into Hawkeye's left arm, who was completely unprepared and focused intently on aiming!
The clear sound of bones cracking was drowned out by the noise of the battlefield.

"Ah!" Hawkeye screamed in agony as the bow and arrow slipped from his hand. He was sent flying by the immense force, crashing heavily onto the blood-soaked ground covered in mangled limbs.

He struggled to get up, but the excruciating pain and dizziness made his vision go black.

Just then, several of the nearest zombies roared and pounced on them!

"Clint!" Tony Stark, Iron Man, in mid-air, his eyes wide with fury, immediately swooped down, his palm cannons shining brightly, trying to clear a safe area for Hawkeye.

Surrounded by zombies, Hawkeye, amidst the excruciating pain of being torn apart and the cold numbness of the virus invasion, had his remaining top-notch marksman instincts activated as if in a final burst of energy.

He saw Iron Man swooping down to save him, his dazzling gold and red figure turning into a deadly bullseye that had to be destroyed in the virus-distorted vision!
Almost by muscle memory, Hawkeye used his right hand, which was not yet completely torn apart, to draw a high-explosive arrow from the quiver on his back with lightning speed!

He didn't even have time to draw the bowstring fully; with his last bit of strength, he aimed the arrow at the swooping Iron Man and pressed hard on the trigger mechanism at the end of the arrow!
"Whoosh—Boom!!!"

At such close range, the high-explosive arrow accurately struck the arc-shaped reactor on the chest of Iron Man's armor!
The intense explosion and flames instantly engulfed Tony's figure!
The armor's power core was severely damaged, and the jet nozzles uncontrollably spewed out chaotic flames. The entire golden-red figure, like a giant steel bird with broken wings, spun wildly and crashed uncontrollably into the densest horde of corpses below, billowing smoke and sparks!
"No—!!!" Black Widow Natasha Romanoff's screams were drowned out by the deafening explosion and the howls of the zombies.

She tried to rush forward, but was blocked by more zombies.

Boom!

Iron Man crashed heavily into the horde of corpses, instantly engulfed by countless rotting arms.

The armor groaned under the strain, and inside the mask, Tony's vision was filled with a dense mass of rotting faces, dripping with saliva.

He heard a sickening tearing sound coming from the seams of the armor and felt cold fingers trying to gouge into his eye sockets.

"Initiation. Ultimate Protocol Self-Destruction"

Just as the self-destruct program was about to be activated.
The vibranium shield slammed into the energy core on Tony Stark's chest with a clang.
Then, a group of zombies, led by Zombie Captain America, began to open cans for Iron Man, who had lost his power source.

Sometimes the pull tab on a can is easy to break accidentally, and opening a can without the pull tab is a very difficult task.

However, with Captain America's shield as a help, even the hardest materials were gradually broken down by the vibranium.

In his despair, Tony Stark almost watched himself being devoured by zombies.
In his final moments, Tony Stark spoke to Jarvis.
"Transfer supreme authority to Stephen Fang and Bruce Banner!"

He gradually lost consciousness.

Then, Captain America held up a head covered in a tattered gold and red mask.

Dark red blood dripped from the corner of its mouth.

The headless steel armor was completely covered by the horde of corpses, with only the occasional flash of internal electrical arcs illuminating the greedy faces that were frantically gnawing at the metal and flesh.
New York Sanctuary.

Unlike Stephen Fang's original memories.

This Doctor Strange clearly inherited the spirit of the Ancient One a few years earlier than the previous Doctor Strange.

After learning about the zombie virus, the Ancient One sent Stephen Fong a portal, which then went cold on the spot, just like the bowl of tea Stephen Fong hadn't finished drinking.

He didn't even give Stephen Fang a single piece of equipment, just left so stingily, leaving the mess to him and his newly taken-over apprentice, surgeon Strange.

"So, the Time Stone can't recreate time on this scale, right?"

Upon hearing Stephen Fang's guess, Doctor Strange, though reluctant to admit it, nodded and said, "Hmm." "Damn it!"

Stephen Fang slammed his fist into the wall, sending shivers down the entire sanctuary. Strange was so startled that he took a big step back, fearing the chandelier above him might fall.

"Calm down! Calm down, Stephen!" Strange immediately racked his brains. "Although the Time Stone can't undo what's already happened, at least we can control its escalation."

Stephen Fang sneered, then looked at the street outside the Sanctuary. "If this world were a 'scientific' world, then Resident Evil would at most give rise to zombie monsters like Tyrant, Licker, and G-complete."

"But this is a place that doesn't follow science at all."

"The poor rely on mutations, the rich rely on equipment, and aliens lurk everywhere. In such a place, a zombie virus with such a rapid infection rate is destined for destruction."

"Even beyond the universe, the zombie virus will soon spread."

"because."

"There are always a few 'heroes' who can fly into outer space and bite people."

"Okay~"

Stephen Fang patted Strange heavily on the shoulder. "You stay here and figure out a solution. If the Time Stone doesn't work, use your surgeon's brain to think of another way!"

Strange was jolted off balance and was about to question the near-impossible mission when Stephen Fang turned and strode toward the heavy gates of the Sanctuary that separated him from Hell.

"Wait!" Strange's voice carried a barely perceptible hint of panic. "Where are you going? Those things are everywhere outside! How are you going to stop them from spreading?"

Stephen Fang didn't stop walking, only paused at the doorway, and without turning his head, tossed out a sentence in a flat tone as if stating an insignificant fact: "Thirty seconds later, look up at the sky."

Before he finished speaking, he had already pushed open the heavy, ancient wooden door of the sanctuary.

Outside the door lies a scroll depicting hell.

A rotting roar instantly rushed in, mixed with the pungent stench of blood and entrails.

Several zombies with twisted limbs that were closest to the creature instantly locked onto it with their murky eyes. Like hyenas that had smelled blood, they howled and pounced on it with their drool-covered, rotten mouths wide open and their mutilated arms waving.
Stephen Fang didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Shenra Tianzheng."

Om-!
An invisible, overwhelming, and terrifying repulsive force suddenly erupted from him!

The air was instantly compressed into a substantial shockwave wall!
The zombies that rushed at them were like hitting an invisible, high-speed train engine. Before they could even let out a complete scream, their bodies twisted, shattered, and disintegrated in mid-air!
The filthy blood and shattered bones shot out in a radial pattern, like watermelon pulp smashed by a heavy hammer, knocking over the more zombies that surged in behind and clearing a small, bloody clearing.

Ignoring the sticky, bloody mud beneath his feet and the horde of corpses that had regrouped and were now roaring even more frantically, his body slowly levitated as if defying the laws of physics. His nine-tomoe Rinnegan swept over the New York City below, which resembled a boiling anthill, his gaze icy and devoid of any warmth, as if he were looking down at a junkyard that needed cleaning.

He spread his arms as if embracing the apocalypse, his lips barely moving as he uttered the signature, destructive incantation in a low, clear voice:
“How many floors does it take to carry a bag of rice?”

"A bag of rice has to be carried up two flights of stairs."

As he chanted, his aura surged exponentially!

QQ is with you!

"Spicy Tiansen!"

The final syllable is like a declaration of the universe's demise!

Boom-! ! ! !

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, followed by a complete and violent release!

Centered on the suspended Stephen Fang, a destructive sphere of indescribable size and power, composed purely of extreme repulsive force, instantly expanded!
It silently devoured everything in its path!
Outside the sanctuary, everything in sight—the crumbling skyscrapers, the ruined streets, the mountains of abandoned vehicles, the dense, howling hordes of zombies—collapsed the moment they came into contact with that invisible force field!

The violent repulsive force acted like an eraser, ruthlessly and efficiently erasing the entire area outside the sanctuary!
The enormous roar arrived late, a mournful cry as the spatial structure was forcibly torn apart, squeezed, and reshaped!
The earth sank and tore apart violently amidst its wailing cries!
A bottomless, perfectly bowl-shaped crater has replaced the once bustling neighborhood. Its smooth, mirror-like walls reflect the lingering magical glow from the top of the sanctuary.

The shockwave transformed into a destructive hurricane, carrying pulverized dust and forming a massive, sky-covering, grayish-white dust cloud that rolled out toward the distant horizon!

Only the New York Sanctum, protected by the powerful dimensional magic shield laid down by the Ancient One, stood like a stubborn holdout unwilling to be demolished, in the center of this abruptly born, desolate, and lifeless plain of ruins.

Inside the Sanctuary, Strange clung desperately to the crack in the door, completely terrified!

What Supreme Master!
What superhero?
In front of this person, it's like a joke!

"No wonder the teacher left so peacefully; with him here..."

"At least there won't be that many zombies on Earth."

Strange stared at the "god" floating in the air and muttered to himself, "How many floors does a bag of rice have to be carried up?"

(End of this chapter)