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On the battlefield of New York, inside the new Stark Industries tower, the Tesseract was placed inside the portal device. As the Arc Reactor energy was injected into it, cracks appeared along one side of the Magic Cube’s shell, and the remaining power of the Space Stone inside continued to flow into the sky.
As the spatial wormhole in the sky expanded to its maximum, it began to form a Portal, as if the sky itself was being torn apart.
The enormous opening of the Portal was large enough to allow warships the size of the Helicarrier to easily pass through. Once these advanced alien warships fully entered the battlefield below, human forces relying on armored tanks, helicopters, and fighter jets were met with devastating destruction.
On a chaotic street, Steve, covered in blood and smoke, swung his shield once more, smashing the head of an alien soldier into the ground.
Panting heavily, he looked up at the Quinjets rampaging through the city streets above, and even higher in the sky at the alien forces pouring out of the Portal. He called to Natasha, who was nearby, “Natasha, we have to find a way to shut down that damn portal. Otherwise, we can’t kill all these guys!”
“I got it,” Natasha replied, flipping her fiery red hair. She looked up at the source of the portal atop the Stark Industries tower and then at the small spaceship flying overhead. She took a deep breath and said, “I could use a boost though!”
“Are you sure about this?” Steve quickly understood her plan as he glanced at the passing ship and readied his shield for her.
“I’m sure. This is going to be fun,” Natasha said before licking her dry lips. Suddenly, she rushed towards Steve, who was crouching down and positioning his shield as a platform.
As Natasha stepped onto the shield, Steve pushed her up, launching her ten meters into the air. She caught a passing spaceship and disappeared around the corner of the street.
Steve breathed a sigh of relief and spoke into his communicator, “Someone has to block the portal. We can’t let the alien reinforcements keep coming in unchecked.”
“I’ll take care of it!”
With a booming voice, Thor, clad in silver armor and a red cloak, with his golden hair flying wildly, rapidly spun Mjolnir. He soared into the sky, surrounded by crackling lightning, and charged toward the Portal.
As if answering Thor’s call, dark clouds began to gather in the sky and thunder roared.
“Hah!”
Climbing to the top of a skyscraper’s lightning rod, Thor raised Mjolnir high and struck the sky, channeling lightning from the clouds into the Portal.
At that moment, it seemed as if the heavens themselves were angry as the lightning twisted like snakes, forming an electrical web that destroyed the small spaceships and Alien warships that were emerging from the portal.
“Now that is the Mjolnir I know!” Thor exclaimed, before gazing at his hammer, now charged with lightning. Previously, Mjolnir’s core energy had been depleted, nearly rendering it incapable of maintaining its status as a divine weapon.
“Well done,” Steve acknowledged Thor’s efforts to block the portal but remained vigilant. He scanned the street filled with descending alien forces and the lingering warships. “We still need to clear out the alien troops that have already landed. Colonel Rhodes, any military reinforcements?”
In response to Steve’s question, the War Machine, while shooting down alien soldiers, gritted his teeth and replied, “They’re coming, but it will take some time.”
“Understood.”
Just then, Steve heard the distant roar of a motorcycle engine coming closer. He turned to see a battered motorcycle emerge from the smoky streets. Riding it was Eddie, who had left alone earlier.
Dr. Banner sat on the back and waved, “We made it just in time, huh?”
“Just in time. Without you two, these things would be hard to handle,” Steve said with a relieved smile, giving a thumbs up to the Alien warships hovering above.
“Hey, I’m a hero, not a monster,” Eddie grumbled, patting himself on the chest. “Leave it to us, will you, Venom?”
“Absolutely,” Venom’s voice echoed as the symbiote expanded around Eddie, ready for battle.
Just as the words were spoken,
Eddie’s body surfaced with dark, liquid tendrils that quickly coiled and coalesced into a dark, horn-like membrane. Flame-like white streaks erupted from his massive chest, while his narrow, pale eyes fixed on the flying warships, revealing a sinister grin as he bared his bloodthirsty fangs.
“Don’t steal his thunder; he’ll get angry,” Dr. Banner shrugged and took a step forward. His muscles began to swell and turn green, causing his shirt and shoes to visibly rip apart, leaving only a pair of elastic shorts around his waist.
Venom continued to grin menacingly at the numerous warships, while the Hulk let out a thunderous roar that resembled that of a wild beast.
“Now you’re in real trouble,” Steve stepped aside, casting a slightly sympathetic glance at the alien warships.
Venom and Hulk had recently been beaten up by Caesar, and now they were probably itching for some action to take out their frustrations.
Coincidentally, the alien troops were right in the crosshairs.
Meanwhile, on the rooftop of the Sanctum on Bleecker Street in New York, hidden by spells,
“He’s from the future,” The Ancient One’s words surprised not only Caesar but also startled the future Hulk.
Quickly releasing Caesar, the future Hulk looked solemnly at the Ancient One and asked, “Who are you?
“We haven’t met in the future either,” The Ancient One replied with a faint smile on her face before calmly stating, “I am the owner of this house. As an uninvited guest, shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking who I am?”
“I’m here to find Doctor Strange,” The future Hulk scratched his head awkwardly, avoiding a proper introduction.
Caesar frowned. Logically speaking, Doctor Strange had not yet appeared.
And the Hulk before him not only had perfect control of his emotions but also seemed to be driven primarily by Dr. Banner’s consciousness, displaying a gentle temperament that contrasted sharply with his rough exterior.
Could he truly be from the distant future?
Pointing to a nearby street, The Ancient One said, “I’m sorry, but you’re five years too early. Strange is currently working as a surgeon in a hospital a few blocks from here.”
“What is your purpose in coming here?” The Ancient One continued.
Without hesitation, the future Hulk pointed to the pendant Ancient One wore around her neck.
The Ancient One lowered her head and gazed intently at the artifact emitting a faint green light – the Eye of Agamotto, the supreme artifact containing the Time Stone that the Sorcerers had guarded for generations.
“And that,” The future Hulk turned to gesture at Caesar himself.
“Me?” Caesar pointed at his own nose in confusion.
The future Hulk shook his head vigorously, staring intently as he clarified, “No, not you, of course. It’s what’s in your stomach.”
“My stomach…”
Caesar touched his stomach, quickly realizing that the future Hulk was referring to the Mind Stone he had swallowed earlier.
**(End of Chapter)**
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