The Lord of Subspace in American Comics

Warm and soft, it feels like you are above the clouds, and like you are back in your mother's body, swaying gently.

Steve seemed to see a bright silver sun in his confusion.

Before he could pay attention.

"Get up! Fight me again!!"

The sudden roar that exploded in his ears made Captain America flip over and jump up. As soon as he took a fighting stance, he heard a burst of laughter.

It turned out that Atreus was sitting happily.

At this moment, the two of them were in a very illusory world. Everything was fragmented and everything was slowly collapsing. Even so, they could still see the grandeur of this place. With just a casual glance, Steve could see many statues. The remains of a giant stone sculpture comparable to the Statue of Liberty floated slowly.

Here are the fragments of a broken world.

And it will eventually die with the fall of the Unyielding Spear.

Atreus, who suddenly woke Steve up from his fuzzy state, was obviously in a good mood. I don't know if it was because of the successful prank. In short, the human warrior seemed very relaxed at the moment.

"Steve, you successfully fought back Chaos for your world."

"Oh yes, I succeeded."

Captain America suddenly remembered that he successfully banished the Khorne Champion before passing out.

"So be proud, my friend, if I have the chance, I will carve your mark in the heavens and defeat the mortal champion of Khorne!" Atreus liked Steve very much. Not only did they have similar experiences, , their personalities are similar, so they naturally like each other.

"Atreus, you..."

Steve suddenly realized something. He remembered that Atreus was directly pierced by the Death Sword Qi. Although the body belonged to him, the soul and will that was killed at that moment belonged to Atreus. In other words, the Atreus in front of him may be just a broken fragment.

Atreus is going to die completely.

This is also inevitable. When the spear fell from the sky into Steve's hands, Atreus would not be able to survive, because if he continued to survive, Steve would lose his body.

Atreus, who believed in protecting mankind, did not bother to do such hypocritical things.

"I'm going to die. I can probably survive for a while, but that's not why I woke you up."

Playing pranks is a child's fun, and Atreus would not do such annoying things.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Steve paid tribute to the disappearing warrior in front of him. They were both human beings, fighting side by side against Chaos. There was no deeper friendship than this.

"I do have something to tell you."

Atreus touched his bare head. It felt strange to speak without a helmet.

"In the future, if you meet an old man named Odin, just tell him, my name is Atreus, and you will add a lot of ridiculous titles to me, which will annoy the old man. Who? He didn't let me sleep well before, and he didn't even let me touch bread making."

Steve wanted to laugh, but held it back.

"Remember, when it comes to war cry, louder!"

"War cry! Louder!" Steve responded forcefully.

"And I'll give you my spear. Your psychic talent is as bad as mine, but it's not difficult to light up that old guy. After stabbing the cubs of Chaos to death, remember to wash them with holy water, especially those The oozing green demon is just a moving mass of turd.”

Atreus spoke of a whole new kind of demon.

Just briefly describing Steve's symptoms of nausea, I can only say that Chaos is something you can't imagine, and there is nothing it can't do, no matter in any aspect.

When it came to Chaos, Atreus became obviously more serious.

"Your world is still very young and unique. I have never seen Chaos so eager to enter a world and make it its own."

Most worlds don't know what chaos is until just before their destruction.

But before that, the foundation of this world had been riddled with corruption, and countless concepts had been rewritten by the evil god of subspace, which was really creepy.

"This is really unfortunate." Steve couldn't help but sigh when he heard that Chaos was so interested in his world.

"Yes, this is your misfortune, but it is also your luck. I can feel that your world is protected by many laws, which forces Chaos to corrupt and invade you within a certain limit. In this way, you will have time to To know what you’re dealing with.”

Atreus snorted twice and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground. He casually crushed it with his foot.

"In short, to deal with chaotic filth, just kill them."

"My world has been destroyed by Chaos. Remember this tragedy, Steve, then hold on to the spear and protect your world."

"Everything I can leave behind has been delivered to your world."

In the face of the extremely terrifying chaos, there is always something that can reach the hands of like-minded people across different time and space.

Even if it is difficult to see the light in the long night, there are still people who sacrifice their lives to light the lamp.

Atreus had also received kindness from other worlds in the past, and those things had helped him survive several attacks from Chaos. Now it was his turn, and he happily agreed to light that insignificant lamp.

Atreus stood up and said his final farewell.

"Okay, that's it. I'm going home." Atreus patted Steve on the shoulder, and then strode towards the edge of the collapsing world.

"goodbye friend."

Captain America looks at the Indomitable Gun.

"There is a farm behind me..." Atreus had unstoppable joy in his eyes, like a wanderer returning home, a bit timid about being close to home.

That farm had been destroyed by Chaos, along with Atreus's homeland, and the blasphemous evil priests destroyed everything.

"I wonder if the stove is full of bread..." Atreus once dreamed of being a baker, and his craftsmanship amazed the entire tribe.

However, mortal difficulties made Atreus give up his dream and choose to take up the spear. Even so, he never forgot the aroma of wheat bran.

"I don't know if I can go back..."

Atreus stood on the edge of this collapsing world. He knew better than anyone that he could never go back, and his farm could never go back.

Atreus, who had always straightened his spine, suddenly became much more rickety.

This steel-like warrior slowly shattered and collapsed, turning into the last of the wild stars and flying towards the sky. The unyielding spear that soared into the sky for the last time streaked across the entire sky.

Steve stood and saluted for a long time facing the gorgeous afterglow.