American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

144. A Superhero Organization?

Technology? Magic?

Bullseye was genuinely intrigued now; achieving such feats on the current surface world wasn't easy. Back then, the weapons and equipment of those superheroes were almost entirely seized by the supervillains, leaving nearly nothing in circulation. Even if some remained, they should be firmly held by local gangs.

But what had happened here...

This didn't look like gang warfare; it resembled superheroes 'upholding justice.'

After all, the Orb had significantly contributed to the villains in that battle years ago. If he hadn't revealed the heroes' weaknesses to Red Skull, the fight might not have gone as smoothly for the villains as they had anticipated.

Bullseye had long noticed the Orb's corpse, lying deep inside the nightclub, with a massive hole in his chest, suggesting that someone had forcibly taken something from his body.

'The Observer's Eye, huh? That's not a good thing, but for this wasteland, it could be a miracle-worker. So, the attacker's objective should be clear now.'

Musing over this, Bullseye's breathing became rapid.

'The massacre's target was the Observer's Eye. They aim to recreate that battle, using this eye to identify weaknesses in Red Skull or me.'

His gaze shifted, scanning over one corpse after another.

'There are at least four attackers: one with incredible speed and a sharp weapon, though the weapon's specifics are unclear. The wound is small, probably from a dagger-like tool.'

'Another possesses immense strength, enough to tear a robust man in half. This power exceeds that of ordinary superhumans, but it's unclear if it's a new mutant or something else.'

'The third has a high-tech device that can release a powerful electric current instantly. It resembles Whiplash's tech but could be anything, so it's uncertain if it's a relic of superheroes or villains.'

'...And the last one must be a sorcerer. This level of magical prowess is comparable to some well-known heroes, likely the leader of these individuals.'

Bullseye surveyed the scene, systematically eliminating his doubts and arriving at a thrilling conclusion.

'This is indeed the work of superheroes!'

This realization made him laugh uncontrollably, his face contorting in the dim light, appearing extremely deranged. Simultaneously, his figure seemed particularly eerie in the blood-stained venue.

Old Bullseye crouched down, his trembling hand from excitement slowly touching the dried blood on the ground.

'This isn't the work of one or two heroes.'

He thought.

'...This is a team of superheroes! Right here, under Red Skull's nose, operating professionally, unlike that old Hawkeye. This is a newly emerged superhero organization that has gone unnoticed until now!'

Bullseye never dreamed that tracking old Hawkeye's steps would lead him to such a surprise, and most importantly, he was the only one who knew about this discovery!

[Priority Call Incoming]

[Priority Call Incoming]

"..."

Bullseye frowned, annoyed by the incoming call on his mechanical eye. Without much thought, he already knew who it was.

Only one person in the world had 'priority' access.

[Priority Call — Beep!]

"Hello?"

Answering the call, Bullseye let out a sigh through his cracked lips.

"Why have you been ignoring my calls?"

Red Skull's image appeared on the display of his mechanical eye. Despite the years, Red Skull showed no signs of aging, and from the background, it seemed he was in his office.

"I've been very busy."

Bullseye replied, not interested in prolonging the conversation.

For Bullseye, the most pressing issue now was locating this superhero organization, not playing 'house' with Red Skull. He was tired of his previous life and now had a new goal to pursue.

"Busy!?"

Red Skull was displeased, clearly suppressing his anger. Bullseye's disregard for his orders had greatly irritated him.

"Subterraneans are devouring my miners in the muck. These filthy creatures recently sank a town underground. Do you realize the chaos this will cause? I don't have time for your personal indulgences! I need you to handle this!"

"Find someone else."

Bullseye bluntly responded, without much thought.

In Bullseye's eyes, Red Skull's orders were all met with the same indifference.

"You have more mercenaries under your command than just me. I have some 'important' matters to attend to."

Bullseye coldly stated, unconcerned with Red Skull's reaction. As for the 'superhero team' that had been here, he wouldn't mention a word to Red Skull. These were his prey, and he wouldn't allow anyone else to interfere.

"Others?"

Red Skull's expression darkened, his stern face exuding immense pressure. With a murderous gaze, he stared at Bullseye on the screen, his tone chilling.

"You work for me, Bullseye—"

[Beep! Call Disconnected]

"Not this time, Skull."

Bullseye's face wore a mocking smile. He owed Red Skull nothing and wasn't his subordinate. They had always been partners. Now, Bullseye had found something most significant to him and wouldn't abandon it.

"Technology, magic, possible mutant abilities, and a super-strong soldier. This reminds me of the good old days and some old friends."

Taking a deep breath, Bullseye felt invigorated. It had been a long time since he felt this happy. The last time was discovering old Hawkeye's crime scene.

But now...

Hawkeye?

What was that?

Compared to that old waste, there were more delicious targets waiting here for him to savor.

This far surpassed Hawkeye. If executed correctly, he would take down an entire superhero team. This thrill couldn't compare to killing one old Hawkeye. Thinking of that scene, Bullseye's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

It was a muscle memory brought by excitement, a feeling he hadn't experienced in decades.

Exhaling slowly, Bullseye reopened his eyes.

"I hope you can satisfy me."

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