Inside the Baxter Building, Tony Stark's palm repulsors fired incessantly, incinerating the dinosaurs surging from the vortex of the Omni-Wave Projector.
Beside him stood a suit of silver-and-blue armor—the Rescue-1, recently deployed from a Stark satellite. It had originally been built for Peter Parker, but its current occupant was not the young hero. Instead, it held Reed Richards, whose "adjustments" to the Omni-Wave Projector had turned what should have been a controlled observation into a full-scale prehistoric invasion.
Reed wasn't actually piloting the suit. He stood perfectly straight, feet together and hands pressed firmly against his outer thighs, looking very much like an oversized toy.
Tony was livid. He knew he shouldn't have trusted Reed, or given him the chance to study the machine while it was active. He also knew he wasn't blameless in this mess; if Batman didn't make it back from that primitive world safely, Tony was prepared to dive in after him, no matter the cost.
For now, however, he intended to keep Reed locked up for a good long while. The Rescue-1 armor was currently serving as the world's most high-tech jail cell.
"Tony! Let me out!" Reed Richards shouted from within the armor, though the suit's shock absorption and soundproofing reduced his voice to a low-decibel muffle.
"The whiskey I've been drinking lately must be fake," Tony's voice seethed with rage. "Otherwise, why would I have been stupid enough to let you study the Omni-Wave Projector?"
Reed fell silent for a few seconds, seemingly contemplating the question. "Because I didn't know if it would ever be able to open a vortex to another world again?"
"I'm not asking you to repeat your logic! I was asking myself!" Tony roared.
He fired a repulsor blast, blowing away a creature that had never existed in Earth's actual fossil record—a monstrosity with a broken neck and a long trunk, looking like the unholy offspring of a mammoth and a dinosaur.
"Oh. In that case, you might really be drinking counterfeit whiskey. I can ask Johnny or Ben for a few bottles of their private reserve..."
Before Reed could finish, Tony reached out and rapped him hard on the helmet. "What you need to do right now is shut up!"
Just as Tony finished his sentence, both men heard the deafening sound of shattering glass from the floors below.
BOOM!
This was followed by the heavy thud of a massive weight hitting the ground, and then the unmistakable roar of the Hulk.
"ROAR!"
The Hulk had been downstairs, restraining his strength while fighting the carnivores to avoid bringing the entire building down. Having finally finished off the first wave of large predators, he smashed through the glass and leaped out, intending to head back to South Brother Island.
But the moment he hit the pavement, he found himself surrounded by three Carnotauruses.
He scanned his surroundings. At some point, dinosaurs had begun rampaging through the city streets, accompanied by primitive humans covered in hair, firing spears and arrows indiscriminately.
When Hulk spotted two Baryonyxes several hundred meters away chasing a lone teenager, he let out an enraged howl. He stopped holding back. With a thunderous kick, he slammed his foot into the abdomen of the nearest Carnotaurus, leaving a literal foot-shaped hole in its torso.
He then grabbed another Carnotaurus by the tail and hurled it like a ragdoll. The creature flew over a hundred meters, crashing heavily into the two Baryonyxes in the distance.
Squelch!
Flesh collided with flesh in a spray of blood and gore, causing the already terrified teenager to scream even louder.
The last Carnotaurus, sensing a predator far more dangerous than itself, turned to flee. It didn't get far. The Hulk overtook it in a single stride, clamping his fingers onto the creature's spine like hydraulic pincers. With a violent jerk, he ripped the dinosaur's entire spinal column clean out of its body. The creature collapsed instantly, dead before it hit the ground.
"HULK!" the giant roared again, his foot slamming into the concrete and leaving a massive crater as he leaped high into the air, searching for more targets.
Zip!
A streak of golden electricity flashed by. Electro—Max Dillon—had already bolted from the Baxter Building, using his incredible speed to rescue civilians and strike down dinosaurs.
Hearing the commotion caused by the Hulk, Max zipped over. Seeing the purple shorts made of clearly modern material, he realized this wasn't some primitive monster. Without wasting a second on thought, he transformed back into a bolt of lightning to find others in need of urgent help.
RUMBLE—
About four hundred meters from the Baxter Building, Max reappeared the moment he heard a massive crash. A yellowish-green vortex hung twenty meters in the air, and below it, two massive reptilian forms were locked in a death match.
The sound had been the result of them falling through the portal together and hitting the street.
Crack! Snap!
As the two behemoths wrestled, they crushed trees as thick as a man's torso. The sharp, jagged stumps left behind couldn't even pierce their thick hides.
Max Dillon moved to blast them both with a high-voltage shock, but the thrum of helicopter rotors overhead made him change his mind.
Due to Tony Stark's earlier use of anti-armor missiles and a full-power chest beam, the area around the Baxter Building was swarming with NYPD armed helicopters. Further off, several black dots were approaching at high speed—likely reinforcements from other government agencies worried about Reed Richards' safety.
Max didn't want to be spotted by them. He turned and vanished into a flash of light. Compared to the dinosaurs, who were easy targets for the military, he was better suited for rescuing the people being hunted by primitive tribesmen and raptors.
"Fire! Fire!"
Inside one of the helicopters, an urgent command crackled through the noise-canceling headsets. The door gunner aimed his weapon at the two massive creatures fighting below and squeezed the trigger without hesitation.
Rat-tat-tat-tat!
A rain of lead poured downward.
These two combatants were the giant Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Lizard, who had fought their way from the primitive world all the way to modern Manhattan.
While the Hulk at least wore pants, the Lizard was completely biological. To anyone other than Batman or the scientists on South Brother Island, the five-meter-tall reptilian humanoid looked like just another monster.
And even if the New York authorities knew who he was, they would have opened fire regardless.
One, two, three...
A total of three helicopters unleashed a hail of bullets, hundreds of rounds per second shredding into the hides of both the Lizard and the giant T-Rex.
--
Support me & read more advance & fast update chapter on my pa-treon:
pat reon .c-om/windkaze