American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

"So that's how it is."

After listening to Vega's explanation, the leaders of the Ten Rings Gang nodded in agreement.

The mental network composed of the brainwaves of 2.2 million people can be simply understood as 2.2 million different thoughts and ideas, all in a primitive, disordered state.

However, after being subjected to continuous bombardment from fighter jets, palm cannons, and lightning, the 2.2 million thoughts began to passively integrate, gradually transitioning from disorder to order.

At this time, consciousness began to sprout and grow, and the Giant Infant began to awaken its so-called [self-awareness].

And the so-called critical point represents the eve of the Giant Infant's awakening of self-awareness, which is the state of being just one step away!

"So..."

Vega's eyes flashed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"Whether it's Muzan Kibutsuji or Wesker, if they want to control that body, they must keep the Giant Infant's 'consciousness' in their own hands, like a remote control!"

"Remote control? A good analogy. I'm becoming more and more interested in their next moves..."

The black tomoe rotated within Obito Uchiha's eye, his voice hoarse and low as he slowly sat down on the edge of the rooftop.

Whether New York is destroyed or not is irrelevant to him. Before he officially launches his Infinite Tsukuyomi plan, he might as well watch the performance of others first.

… …

Rumble...

The Giant Infant's body was buried beneath the buildings.

It wasn't dead, but rather entered a very strange state. Its body mutated, and human mouths began to grow all over its surface.

These mouths opened and closed unconsciously, and different voices came from within. In a daze, one of the mouths whispered... Tony?

Buzz~

Opening a portal, Constantine led the group to stand on a nearby building.

Click, click.

Taking out a lighter, Constantine relit a cigarette for himself and looked towards the Giant Infant's location.

The lightning earlier was good, but it couldn't completely kill the Giant Infant.

Ring ring ring~

The phone on his body suddenly rang. Constantine looked at the phone number and answered it.

"Hello, this is John Constantine."

"Mr. Constantine, this is Nurse Manager Kerry from the hospital. Miss Pepper Potts in Room 3, 3rd floor, is experiencing some problems. I hope you can come to the hospital as soon as possible."

The voice on the other end was quite serious. Constantine pressed the speakerphone, signaling to Tony and the others that there was a situation.

Seeing Tony and the others lean in to listen, Constantine asked, "Ms. Kerry, I'm not available right now. Can you tell me what's going on?"

"Well, I don't know if you've seen the news, but that Giant Infant, he, he..."

Ms. Kerry's voice suddenly stopped, and rapid breathing came from the microphone. Constantine and Tony exchanged a silent glance, they could feel the woman's unease.

They waited for a full ten seconds before hearing her next sentence.

"Miss Pepper Potts' eyes, they look exactly the same as that Giant Infant's eyes!"

What?!

[Emotional value from Tony Stark +1999]

[Emotional value from Wade Wilson +1999]

[Emotional value from Peter Parker +1999]

Illinois.

Chicago, a private hospital.

Room 3, 3rd floor, high-end ward.

With an IV drip and covered with a white sheet, Pepper rested her head on the pillow with her eyes closed, her fair chin exposed, lying quietly on the bed like a sleeping beauty.

A white flower was placed in a vase on the bedside table, swaying slightly as the wind blew in from the window.

The wind carried a hint of cold and moisture, dispersing the stuffy air in the room.

An invisible fluctuation swept through her mind along with the wind. The mental protection array left by Constantine emitted light, working to protect her mind but unable to block this connection.

Tap.

The fingers of her left hand twitched slightly, and her upper body sat up straight from the bed. The cold moonlight draped over her body as she turned and placed her feet on the cold floor.

Crack.

The little nurse who pushed the door in saw her movement, and one hand moved away from the bottom of the tray in her hand, smiling and greeting.

"Miss Pepper Potts, you're awake."

With her eyes closed, Pepper didn't say a word, as if she hadn't heard.

She silently got out of bed, her body swaying unsteadily, and stood barefoot on the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

The nurse was startled, she quickly walked over, just about to support her body when her relaxed body suddenly tensed, and her forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

"Y-your eyes..."

Staring wide-eyed, the little nurse took two steps back in horror, shaking her head, her face pale.

Pepper silently turned her head, golden pupils shimmering with inhuman color in the moonlight.

Clang!

The tray in her hand fell to the ground, the little nurse could no longer withstand the pressure in her heart, screaming loudly and running out.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!

! Monster!"

......

S.H.I.E.L.D., Triskelion Headquarters.

Basement Level Two, ward.

"Quick, help hold him down!"

"Shit, I need someone over here!"

"Hurry, I can't hold on anymore!"

"......"

Doctors and nurses throughout the room shouted, trying to restrain the patients on the beds.

The patients on the beds struggled violently, their eyes closed, their thin bodies bursting with incredible strength.

On average, one to three doctors or nurses were responsible for restraining each patient. A guard reported the situation here to his superiors. He had just come in from outside the door after putting down the walkie-talkie when he saw several doctors fall to the ground, and several patients walked down from the beds with their eyes closed.

They didn't even wear shoes as they walked out of the corridor. This seemed to trigger a chain reaction, as more and more doctors and nurses couldn't withstand the pressure and began to retreat.

Losing their restraint, the patients sat up from the beds one by one, got out of bed barefoot, gathered together and silently walked towards the door.

"......"

The feeling was extremely terrifying. The doctors who had retreated to the door were frightened and backed out of the room, sweating nervously as they closed the door.

The guard at the door told them that he had reported the situation and that they should rest assured.

Through the glass on the door, the patients inside stopped, slowly opening their eyes, revealing a golden light.

This golden light seemed to activate some kind of power. A huge fireball flashed in the air, and the closed iron door exploded open.

— Bang!

Tap tap tap......

A dozen guards ran from afar with batons in their hands. They had received a report that there was some kind of situation with the patients here.

But the scene before them was shocking. They stopped, looking at the burning corridor ahead, the broken iron door red-hot, the screaming people rolling and burning on the ground.

"Gulp..."

His throat bobbed up and down, and the baton in his hand didn't bring a trace of security. They all drew their guns in unison, aiming at the ward door.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Gulp......

Swallowing saliva, the guards felt like they were living a year in a day. They held up their guns, carefully moving forward, until they saw a pair of golden eyes.

Then came the second pair, the third pair, the fourth pair...

Fury narrowed his eyes, and a guard shouted, "Open fire!"

Bang—!

......

"Why is it so noisy down there?!"

Inside the office, Agent Hill, temporarily acting as Director Fury, picked up the phone on the desk to handle matters within S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Director, the patients on the first basement level have rioted! Our people are engaging them!"

"Engaging?"

Raising an eyebrow, Agent Hill couldn't understand how those ordinary patients could be engaging S.H.I.E.L.D.'s excellent agents.

It didn't make sense!

"What exactly is going on? What happened to those patients?"

Hill's question cut to the heart of the matter.

"It's the golden eyes... Ah, ah, ah, ah, bastard, I'll fight you!"

That was the subordinate's last statement, followed by the dial tone.

"Doo, doo, doo..."

Pressing her hands on the desk, Hill stood up from her chair. Her face grim, she walked out of the office, deciding to personally lead a team to deal with those damned patients!

[Emotional value from Maria Hill +1981]

Tap, tap, tap...

Leading a large group of agents, Hill had just arrived in the main hall of S.H.I.E.L.D. when she saw a group of subordinates standing behind a group of patients, pointing and muttering.

The atmosphere at the scene was very strange. Hill beckoned a subordinate to introduce the situation.

"Director, we don't know what's going on either. Those patients with golden eyes are standing at the entrance of S.H.I.E.L.D., not moving!"

The subordinate pointed to the patients, who were as still as statues, with a troubled expression.

"You haven't attacked?" Hill looked coldly at the patients. Several corpses were clearly visible in the hall.

"We've tried, but as long as we choose to attack, they will definitely retaliate, so..."

The patients weren't without casualties, but if they could avoid fighting, it was best to avoid it. Time was on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s side.

"Good job."

Patting him on the shoulder, Hill praised him. She took out her phone and sent the situation here to Director Nick Fury, who was heading to the White House, and then began to observe the patients.

The golden eyes mentioned in the phone call earlier had been bothering her. She carefully adjusted her angle and observed the profiles of several patients from the side.

Those golden pupils were very striking, very similar to the Giant Baby's eyes.

"Giant Baby? Wait!"

She followed the direction of their gazes and looked into the distance. The distant buildings blocked her view, but she was shocked and had a bold idea.

"These guys, are they looking at... the Giant Baby?!"

[Emotional value from Maria Hill +1999]

......

At the same time, in various hospitals in New York, all the patients either got out of bed or stood up from the floor of the corridors. They remained silent, turning their heads to look in the direction of the Giant Baby.

The surrounding people looked at them in fear. The golden pupils made them particularly different.

They stood in silence, as if separated from the world of ordinary people, and some fearless guys complained loudly, blaming them for the situation in New York, and wielding iron bars mercilessly.

Buzz~

A certain invisible attack flashed in the air, and the attacker's body instantly broke into two pieces.

Bang!

The severed body fell to the ground, and the splattered blood stained the ground red.

The crowd was stunned at first, then turned and fled in fear.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

"Murder!"

"Run away—!"

"......"

The patients with golden pupils didn't move at all. The man cut in two seemed to have nothing to do with them, and they didn't care as long as no one attacked them.

White House.

Bang!

"Damn it! Now the United States of America has become the laughingstock of the world!"

Slapping the table, the President's face was livid with anger.

Especially the image of the Giant Baby flying over New York, dangling in the air, was being spread wildly across the entire global internet!

You say spread wildly, just spread wildly, but it's also matched with his smug emoticon, what a...

F*ck!

"Mr. President, our top priority now is to solve the Giant Baby problem."

"Yes, we can't let the Giant Baby be so arrogant anymore!"

"But you also saw the previous images. Simple bombs can't kill him at all!"

"Then what do you say we should do? The whole world is watching us. We can't use a nuclear bomb now, can we?"

"......"

The officials on both sides discussed one after another, expressing their opinions to each other.

The Giant Baby's abilities had already been figured out by them, but even so, it was still difficult!

"Gentlemen, I just received a message from Dong Country. They said they could provide necessary humanitarian aid, but I refused without hesitation. Do you know why?"

Leaning forward, the gray-haired President narrowed his eyes slightly, sweeping his gaze over everyone's face, his voice gloomy.

"As the greatest and most powerful country on this planet, we, the United States of America, do not need any country's rescue!"

All the officials on both sides nodded in agreement with this sentence. They had not reached the point where they needed to be rescued.

It was just a mere Giant Baby. If it weren't for the fact that the place he was stopped wasn't quite right, they would have greeted him with a nuclear bomb long ago. How could they let him be so arrogant?!

Having nuclear bombs... was their greatest confidence!

Crack!

Pushing open the door, Nick Fury walked in from outside with a person.

The officials' gazes focused on him. The President frowned and asked with dissatisfaction.

"Nick Fury, I hope you can bring me some good news!"

"Mr. President, this is Dr. Borg."

After introducing the doctor next to him, Nick Fury swept over the officials present and said in a deep voice.

"Gentlemen, maybe we can do this..."

......

Ta-ta-ta...

A Quinjet finally arrived in New York.

On the plane, Coulson looked down through the plane window, and the tragic state of New York weighed heavily on his heart.

"Coulson, although it's a bit of a blow to morale to say this, our equipment can't deal with that Giant Baby."

Showing the video on the tablet, the Giant Baby in the picture was incredibly powerful.

Whether it was the military's F22 fighter jets or Iron Man's Iron Legion, they had all failed one after another. Just with their Quinjet...

Silently shaking her head, Natasha glanced at Steven Grant, the Moon Knight. A god was following him. If a god took action, could the crisis in New York be averted?

[Don't even think about it, woman, I'm not your hired thug!]

The moon god Khonsu just glanced at her and knew her plan. Steven rolled his eyes speechlessly. He felt that this trip back... he had encountered big trouble again!

Sh*t!