MARVEL: GAMER PATH - CHAPTER 133 (Patreon)

Hulk’s punch had not only sent me flying across the air a few miles away, but had also done a considerably big amount of damage.

I mean, by my standards it was a lot, enough to draw blood, and force my HP to wait a few seconds to regenerate.

“Rragggg!”

And there he is.

Big, green and incredibly angry, the grinch after his Christmas resolution of going to the gym.

“Like I told tincan, I am not your enemy,” I told the green behemoth, fully expecting nothing.

Hulk looked at me for a moment, which on its own was impressive, I expected him to go full berserk on me, and with a wickedly alarming grin he said, “Hulk SMASH!”

“Fuck,” I muttered equipping my armor as the green behemoth marched at me with full intentions of crushing me into a gooey paste.

Then his punch connected, lifting me from the ground, a few meters into the air, God I loved my armor.

Then the second hit came, this time, I got into position, and using his own strength threw him into the ground.

Immediately the Hulk recovered, and I was faced with a decision, do I, A wanted to fight him, or B, yeet him.

Option B it is.

With my decision made, I waited for Hulk to charge at me again, and once he did, I opened a portal to Tony’s house, which I then pushed to the moving hulk, teleporting him out of sight, into Tony’s mansion, he had after all set the hulk on me.

“Well, I better go before the entire fucking cast fights m—“ I hate this dungeon.

Before I had been able to finish my sentence, a hammer struck me right in the face, the hammer? Mjolnir.

The impact had sent my body flying across the snowy forest, with a blonde chasing me.

[Thor Odinson LV 270]

With a sigh, I turned mid air, landing on my feet, dodging Thor’s next attack.

“Where have you sent my green mighty friend?” Thor asked, twirling his hammer.

“To Tony’s house,” I replied.

“For your honesty I will grant you this,” Thor began, as I raised an eyebrow at him under my helmet, “Give up, and I won’t hurt you human,”

“Sure,” I smiled, silently opening a portal behind him.

“Wise ch-“ before he could gloat about something I pushed him into the portal, leaving his ass in the desert.

“Well, that felt cathartic,” I chuckled as I ducked.

A shield passing by my head, missing by just a few inches.

Just know what’s funny? I wasn’t even trying to dodge, I mean, not really, I was simply reading the pattern so far, which was after dealing with one of them, another would appear, and I was right.

Cap icicle was here.

[Captain America LV 185]

“Where’s Thor?” Cap asked, grabbing his shield.

“In the desert,” I replied.

“Surrender or—“ I yeeted Captain America, not to fuck with the guy or anything, but I had other things to do, and well, he was just standing there looking heroic and shit, so I grabbed his body with my telekinesis, and threw him into a portal I had opened to New York.

“Does anyone else wants to fuck with me?” I asked out loud, and surprisingly no one answered.

Finally, time to see if I can get the scepter and avoid the Rise of Ultron altogether.

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I couldn’t touch the scepter, or the mind stone for that matter, every time I tried, it would feel like I was pushing against an invisible wall that just didn’t give in.

An invisible wall, there just to protect the narrative of the fucking dungeon.

“For the love of God!” I growled trying to touch the scepter, I was just a few millimeters away, so close I could actually fool myself into believing I was already touching it, yet, I couldn’t.

“This would end everything, I keep the stone, Ultron doesn’t come to life, GG!”

I tried for a few more minutes before I decided to give up. As I did so, Nat, Tony and Hawkeye entered the room, weapons aimed at me.

“Buddy, you won’t get the scepter,” Hawkeye stated, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Yeah… I know,” I sighed.

“Grab the damn thing before he decides he wants it!” Tony hissed with a smile, “So about the green guy I-“ I opened a portal beneath him, sending him to New Jersey.

“Go, grab the damn thing and leave, the faster you all make spaghetti {Ultron}, the better,” I blinked, I had tried to say Ultron, but… oh yeah the censoring part.

“Ok…” Hawkeye nodded, sounding unsure about the whole situation, and Nat aimed her taser bracelets at me.

“Bye,” I sighed, opening a portal to New York for myself, leaving the last two Avengers alone in the base, as Thor neared them.

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In a random Coffee shop in fake New York, I sat on a table, drinking some coffee with a pair of chocolate glazed donuts as a treat, ironic how I was usually real money for fake shit.

Oh well, it was 25 bucks.

Why was I here? Well, seeing as I couldn’t stop Ultron from existing in the first place, all that was left to do was wait for his robotic ass to be made and kill him, maybe I could kill him before he became buff ultron.

Or maybe the dungeon will stop me once again for the sake of narrative.

Either way, I had no other option but to wait.

Maybe I could get a massage, or something… I just needed to burn some time off.

“Sir, would you like some muffins?” The waitress asked.

“Yes, two, you pick them,” I smiled at the NPC, wondering if destroying the internet would stop Ultron from… you know, escaping from the Avengers tower.

I sighed, yes it would work, but because of that it would not work.

Oh well, I guess I’ll just follow the freaking narrative the best I can.