Chapter 86: Signed by the Dimensional Walker

"Hulk!"

Seeing Orion Cross return to the ground, Hulk, who had been crouching off to the side with his head tucked down so long that he was almost forgotten, jumped over.

"Ah!"

Only then did the surrounding pedestrians remember that aside from Abomination, there was still another monster here. Terrified expressions appeared on their faces. They could only place their hopes on Orion Cross, hoping he could stop this monster from killing them.

"What are you trying to do?"

Orion Cross looked at Hulk waving his arms around and frowned in confusion.

"Hulk!"

Hulk glanced at the group of people hurrying over from the end of the street and desperately waved his arms, as if trying to express something.

"Oh, I think I understand."

At first, Orion Cross still could not understand what Hulk’s idiot-like gestures meant. But when he followed Hulk’s gaze and looked behind him, several squads of armed soldiers were rushing meant. But when he followed Hulk’s gaze and looked behind him, several squads over, and he immediately understood.

"You chose this yourself. Don’t blame me."

Orion Cross waved his hand, and a portal appeared beside him. The bit of magic power that had just recovered inside his body instantly bottomed out again.

"Hulk!"

Seeing the portal appear, Hulk leaped into it. On the other side was the icy, snow-covered Arctic Ocean.

"I keep feeling like Hulk’s intelligence has gone up."

After Hulk left, Orion Cross rubbed his chin and felt something was strange. Just now, Hulk had given him the feeling of a pet dog. Besides, with Hulk’s original brain that only knew how to smash things, he should not have understood the mechanism of portals at all. How could he possibly have come over to ask Orion Cross to open a door and help him escape?

"Don’t tell me that palm strike just now fused part of Banner and Hulk’s consciousness and souls together?"

Thinking back to Professor Hulk in Avengers: Endgame, Orion Cross felt that this guess was very possible.

"Put down your weapon and raise your hands!"

While Orion Cross was thinking, squad after squad of soldiers surrounded the place, aiming their guns at him.

"No! You idiots! He saved us! He saved you!"

"What are you doing? Pointing guns at our hero? You useless bastards!"

"When the monsters appeared, all of you vanished. Now that the monsters have been driven away, you show up? Cowards!"

Seeing the soldiers’ actions, the surrounding pedestrians and residents all began cursing furiously, perfectly demonstrating what it meant to be refined and easygoing.

"Shut up! Squad Two, prepare tear gas and disperse them!"

The squad captain glared at the surrounding civilians and roared out an order. But just as his order was given, his subordinates collapsed to the ground one after another.

"What did you do?! Monster!"

Looking at his completely wiped-out squad, the captain stared at Orion Cross in terror and raised the rifle in his hands with trembling arms.

"I advise you to put down your weapon, soldier."

A voice came from behind him.

"Who are you? Are you his accomplice? Why are you protecting him?"

Seeing a woman in a skintight suit suddenly appear behind him, the soldier captain was so frightened that he immediately shifted his muzzle.

"Put down your weapon, soldier. This isn’t somewhere you should be."

Natasha took an ID from her pocket and handed it to the soldier captain.

"And..."

Natasha glanced at the soldier captain with contempt. "I’m saving you, not him, idiot."

She was almost certain that if she had not arrived in time with a team of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and taken down these suicidal soldiers with tranquilizer rounds, what happened next would definitely have developed in a direction no one wanted to see. Those idiots in the military were even more shortsighted than politicians. They could not tell who was an enemy and who was a friend. All they thought about was brainlessly increasing their own strength, believing that as long as they controlled the army, they did not have to fear offending anyone.

Boom!

The sound of something tearing through the air came from above. Tony, wearing his red-and-gold armor, flew over from the distance and hovered in midair.

"Looks like I missed the party. Sorry, everyone. Those greedy old bastards in the military were just too hard to deal with."

Tony’s voice came from inside the armor. At this moment, every scene was being filmed by the surrounding pedestrians and was about to become the headline of tomorrow’s New York newspapers.

"The citizens of New York support you!"

"Take down those idiots!"

Hearing Tony’s words, the rage of the pedestrians was instantly ignited, and they all shouted loudly.

"They want me to hand over the armor, saying they can maintain peace better. Do you believe that?"

Tony slowly landed on the ground, opened his faceplate, and walked over to a middle-aged man holding his daughter. He looked at the little girl. "Little beauty, may I ask if you believe that?"

"No. They want to start wars."

The little girl shook her head in a childish voice. Her voice was transmitted to everyone’s ears through the speaker on the wrist of Tony’s armor. A trace of surprise flashed through Tony’s eyes. Then he turned around, spread his arms, and faced the crowd.

"See? Even a little girl understands something this simple."

"That’s right! We all know what those military idiots have in their heads!"

"Those bastards use our tax money to start wars, yet they can’t even provide us with basic protection!"

The pedestrians all expressed their anger. It was one thing for the military to do nothing, but they were also incompetent and dragging others down. That was the most outrageous part.

"Little beauty, thank you for your help. Would you like Iron Man’s autograph?"

Tony looked at the pedestrians’ attitude and smiled in satisfaction, then turned to the little girl and asked.

"No."

The little girl shook her head.

"...All right. After all, little girls don’t like superhero things. Uncle will give you a doll another day."

Tony saw Orion Cross walking over, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. The main issue was that his request to give an autograph had been rejected by a little girl, and Orion Cross had just happened to hear it. Too humiliating.

"Big brother, can you give me an autograph?"

When Orion Cross walked over, before Tony could even speak, the little girl’s eyes lit up and she waved her little hand excitedly.

Tony: "I don’t care... I don’t care... I’m not angry... I’m not angry..."

"Sure."

Orion Cross glanced at Tony, who was inexplicably chanting to himself, then smiled and nodded at the little girl.

"By the way, can I ask what your hero name is?"

After being put down by her father, the little girl began rummaging through her backpack for paper and a pen, then suddenly looked up and asked.

"Uh... Well, to be honest, I have quite a few titles, and I have trouble choosing."

Orion Cross smiled and spoke.

"What are they?"

The little girl blinked curiously and asked.

"Godslayer, War Aspect, Father of Dragons, High Noon Demon, Dimensional Walker..."

"Does Dimensional Walker refer to that circle thing?"

The little girl raised her hand and asked.

"That’s not completely right, but you can understand it that way."

Orion Cross answered with a smile. Dimensions were planes, and portals belonged to the spatial aspect. Orion Cross’s hyperdimensional magic was essentially spatial as well, so he did not need to offer any further explanation.

"Then can you write: Happy birthday, Gwen Stacy. Signed, the Dimensional Walker?"

The little girl took out a small notebook and handed it to Orion Cross.

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