Reality Collision!

"It’s you!"

Punisher swiftly drew his gun. He had already emptied the magazine, but he still had one last bullet. It had originally been meant for himself.

"You’re that thing’s spy. It altered your cognition, just like it did to Deadpool!"

In an instant, everyone’s eyes focused on Moon Knight. They could not believe that, with Moon Knight’s abilities and his multiple personalities, he had still been influenced by that thing.

"I was too full of myself. We were all too full of ourselves." Moon Knight casually tossed the shattered playing cards onto the ground, a nearly crazed smile appearing on his face.

Moon Knight suddenly tore off his hood—

To everyone’s horror, beneath Moon Knight’s hood was Deadpool’s mask!

"Careful, Cognitive Contamination has begun!" Doctor Strange warned.

Seeing this, everyone except Punisher hastily retreated several steps, trying to put more distance between themselves and the clearly abnormal Moon Knight to ensure their safety.

"Give up, Frank," Moon Knight said. "Our sacrifices are key. They have meaning. It is watching us. It is singing our praises. It will accept us too."

"And now you’re insane, Marc! Or someone else—I don’t even know what the hell was stuffed inside that broken body of yours!" Punisher glared fiercely at Moon Knight and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet instantly pierced Moon Knight’s chest. Yet, to everyone’s surprise, not a single drop of blood flowed from his white uniform. Even the bullet wound vanished in the blink of an eye.

"It’s useless, Frank. Everything is over. No one can leave this place. No one—"

Before Moon Knight could finish, violent shaking suddenly erupted. It was not an earthquake-like tremor, but as if the entire space were grinding and colliding furiously. A tremendous roar deafened their ears.

"What did you do!?" Punisher held the wand and glared in fury. If Moon Knight’s condition had not been so bizarre, Punisher would have already lunged at him and tried to stab him to death.

Faced with Punisher’s accusation, Moon Knight froze as well. He gave Punisher a confused look, then kept looking around, seemingly just as curious about how all this had happened.

"It wasn’t him. It was something else."

At that moment, Doctor Strange spoke. He formed a hand seal, and the Eye of Agamotto slowly opened at his summons. Now, he could see sights that ordinary people could never observe.

Amid countless chaotic, distorted shadows of light, everything at the edge of reality was falling apart. Countless buildings trembled at a high frequency as though something were shaking them violently. Yet the shaking caused no damage to those buildings; it merely blurred their outlines.

Slowly, a tearing sensation swept over them. With the help of the Eye of Agamotto, Doctor Strange could clearly see that everything within his sight was undergoing "division."

No! Calling it division was not accurate either.

It was like separating light and shadow. Under a spotlight, a photograph of the entirety of New York City slowly began to split apart. As it vibrated at high speed, it separated to the left and right, gradually becoming two identical photographs.

"I understand now."

At that moment, Doctor Strange finally understood Zhang Ye’s purpose. His eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the spectacular sight, one he would never forget for the rest of his life.

"W-what’s happening?" Carolina furrowed her brow deeply. The apocalyptic scene of heaven and earth collapsing made her extremely uneasy.

"Reality… reality is splitting apart. Someone outside released an enormous amount of energy. That energy created another reality overlapping with our own, and…" Doctor Strange muttered.

"And what?" Carolina asked anxiously.

"And the two overlapping realities are separating from each other!" Doctor Strange shouted. "Grab onto something nearby and steady yourselves! Something is coming!"

As if to prove Doctor Strange’s words, an even more violent shaking struck the instant he finished speaking. Everyone present was knocked to the ground by the sudden sensation of weightlessness.

Then, fog-like light flickered through the air. Before everyone’s stunned eyes, a massive cruise ship abruptly appeared overhead. Under the pull of gravity, it fell downward, its terrifying weight directly smashing apart the New York Bridge.

Even from far away, they could clearly hear the desperate screams of terrified people aboard the cruise ship—they had no idea what had happened or why they had been struck by such a disaster.

The cruise ship’s appearance was merely an omen—or rather, only the beginning.

Two glowing spheres sped toward them, trailing long tails of light through the air as they shot across the road and raced past the group.

"What the hell was that!?" Punisher climbed to his feet. He had nearly been struck by those two balls of light.

Judging by its appearance, Punisher strongly suspected it was some ghost car whose true form could not be seen. The height, shape, and trajectory of those two light spheres looked far too much like a sedan, yet for some reason, they could see nothing except the lights.

"Those were headlights. Most likely," Doctor Strange answered Punisher’s question. "Reality is collapsing, and the dimension we’re in has been affected as well. Right now, everything from one of those realities is colliding with our dimension."

"What will that lead to?" Punisher froze. He abruptly turned and looked at Doctor Strange.

But Doctor Strange had no intention of answering him now. Four arms suddenly grew from behind his back. Two covered his ears, two covered his eyes, while his own two hands covered his mouth.

Hear not, see not, think not.

Seeing Doctor Strange’s actions, Punisher turned toward John. Among those present, only Doctor Strange and John had any understanding of magic.

"The result is that we’ll die," Carolina said. Among her former teammates, there had also been people who studied magic.

According to what she knew, if two realities collided, then either one side would be completely annihilated, or both worlds would be destroyed together.

"No. Strictly speaking, we’re still alive."

At that moment, John spoke. He raised his head and looked at the sky, which was about to collapse like a shattered mirror. Within the cracks in the broken sky, an indescribable, strange and twisted cocoon-like entity was extending its feelers.

"We are surviving within another reality."