Dimensional demons mixed in with Marvel

Fireworks pop, balloons soar, rainbow ponies leap, and cheerful music never stops. Bubbles of imagination drift in the wind—this is the fifth dimension.

Louis witnessed Kingpin's death firsthand, and his expression was indeed somewhat subtle.

"The dark emperor of the underworld needs a change; at the very least, he shouldn't be a fat man."

"That makes perfect sense, doesn't it?!"

Besides.

Louis admired the Tiger Tally the most, and it actually made it into Daredevil's hands.

and so……

"To be a kind lawyer, or to be unable to tolerate the evil Night Demon?"

"It's much better than an indecisive Daredevil, no matter what."

Louis gave a thumbs-up in praise of the Holy Lord's charm.

The story begins a month ago. He had just gone out to find something to eat when, inexplicably, everything went black and he found himself here.

A place that resembles an amusement park, with fountains, flowers, and ribbons everywhere.

After spending five or six days having a blast and getting tired of all the rides, Louis finally had some free time to think about time travel and, in the process, figured out his true identity—a fifth-dimensional being, and also the true owner of this amusement park, a troublemaker.

Although his name isn't very famous, he is a true dimensional lord, and here, he is a true god!

the most important is!

After Louis's repeated attempts, he discovered that whenever the dimension of reality fluctuated, he could take the opportunity to steal a portion of the energy from it—not much, but it did exist.

When this energy is integrated into the fifth dimension, the facilities will be updated, the park space will be expanded, and it will even be possible to create things out of thin air, according to Louis's ideas.

The gift for the troublemaker was born!

One by one, deadly little jokes were sent to Earth, quietly waiting for the day they would sprout.

Without a doubt, the Tiger Talisman that split Daredevil in two, and Diablo who could stir up unrest in New York's underworld at the drop of a hat, were just small seeds among many.

"Um?"

"Another new gift has been opened?"

"Let me see who the lucky winner is!"

Just then, Louis had a sudden thought, and his gaze quickly shifted from Wall Street to another location.

……

20 Forest Hills, Queens, New York City.

At Peter Parker's house.

Aunt Mei was sitting on the sofa, knitting a sweater while watching a rebroadcast of tonight's news.

"A five-minute chase in the dead of night led to the capture of the infamous 'Daredevil' from Hell's Kitchen, marking the first-ever arrest of a superhuman criminal. New York police have released details."

"A life-or-death struggle at 8 PM: Heroic Detective George Stacy storms the rooftop restaurant, receives the Cross of Courage, and is promoted to NYPD Star Detective!"

Daredevil makes the news twice in one day, forcibly kissing a mafia princess at her wedding and charging into battle for love; the supervillain's true identity is revealed – he's actually blind lawyer Matt Murdoch!

The television news was so busy that it was overwhelming; it was all about Daredevil's face.

"This guy looks awful when he cries."

"But even superheroes are becoming criminals, this is really getting more and more chaotic."

Aunt Mei put down the half-finished sweater she was knitting, glanced at the clock on the wall, and saw that it was already two in the morning, time to go to sleep.

Tomorrow morning, she still needs to wake Peter up and prepare breakfast in advance. She doesn't know what those two lovely little girls like to eat.

How about pan-fried bacon with bread omelet, plus a chocolate chip waffle?!

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

The streets were deserted in the dead of night, broken only by patrol cars speeding by.

On the rooftop across the street, Peter Parker swallowed hard. If he hadn't miscounted, this was the fifth police car they'd seen!

Peter Parker had a feeling that something big was about to happen.

the most important is!

If Aunt Mei finds out he's not coming home at night, he's dead!

You see, every day when he went to school, Aunt May would tirelessly remind him to come home early. Ever since that incident, even Queens was not safe. At night, the city would turn into a playground for lunatics.

Thinking of this, Peter Parker timidly raised his hand and spoke.

"I... I feel like something's not right, so..."

"So you're backing out?"

A cheerful voice sounded beside him. Peter Parker looked at Jade beside him, his expression changed, and he spoke righteously.

"I don't!"

"That's good. Stay in your current state. The assassins I prepared for you have arrived. Sending them back now would be against the rules of the martial world."

Xiaoyu leaned out from the edge of the rooftop and patted Peter Parker on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"Hiss~"

"An assassin?!"

Upon hearing this, Peter Parker gasped in shock; this word was truly extraordinary.

He instinctively gripped his backpack tightly; it felt heavy. This was the bargaining chip he would use for the deal tonight, and Xiaoyu had already prepared everything for him in advance.

Oh, poor Thompson.

It was all because he locked himself in the closet for a full forty minutes after school!

Tonight is for revenge!

"Look over there."

Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, keeping her hands in her pockets, and looked towards the other side of the rooftop. Peter Parker followed suit.

Through the pale white streetlights on both sides of the street, Peter Parker saw a huge and dense shadow on the wall. The shadow was terrifying, and it even had horns like a demon.

I'm a little shaky!

Peter admitted that the scene before him perfectly matched the image of a killer in a midnight movie.

At the same time, Peter Parker heard a sound that terrified him.

"Hey, you must be Mei's nephew? I tried her apple pie last time, it was really good. But what's your name?!"

Ugh? !

This name sounds surprisingly...young?!

"Parker, Peter Parker."

Peter answered instinctively, and as soon as he finished speaking, the assassin, confirming the deal was correct, leaped out from the shadows.

"this……"

Where did this little brother come from?!

Peter Parker subconsciously rubbed his eyes, his mouth agape in shock as he stared at the little bull horn standing steadily on the rooftop railing in front of him, completely dumbfounded.

Sometimes, the image of an assassin is far less shocking than seeing it for yourself. In front of him was a little guy with an afro, bull horns, wearing a cow-print onesie, and only as tall as his calves.

"Me, him?!"

Peter Parker turned to look at Xiaoyu, wiped his face vigorously, and said in a weak voice.

"This is the hitman you found for me. How old is he?"

Xiaoyu slowly extended five fingers, then lowered her voice and spoke in a tone that only those present could hear.

"Don't underestimate him, his name is Lambo."

"He's the top assassin from the Italian Mafia, the Bovino family!"

"Most importantly, he tried Aunt May's apple pie last time and ate enough for three people in one go! You can't imagine how big his small stomach can be!!"

"He's absolutely reliable!"