Thanks to General Ross for the Gift of His Daughter

On a desolate and gloomy wasteland, night fell, stars hid, as if even the elements of nature were deliberately avoiding this cursed land.

In this dead silence, a group of grotesque monsters, like nightmares crawling from the abyss, slowly converged into a chaotic ocean.

Among them were Dragonborn clad in black scales, their eyes burning with an eerie green flame; Giant Beasts on all fours, their muscles bulging, dripping viscous saliva from their mouths.

There were also Warriors with ethereal forms, wielding weapons that glowed faintly, and more indescribable horrors.

And among this throng of monsters, none were more conspicuous than Banner, the Red Hulk.

He stood atop a high rock, like a blood-red mountain peak, surrounded by an ominous aura.

Banner's skin was like burning coal, his eyes a deep crimson.

He wielded a massive warhammer, its head carved with intricate runes. Every swing was accompanied by thunderous roars that made the surrounding space tremble.

Undoubtedly, through blessings, Xia Ling had transformed those soldiers following Banner into monsters. Oh, no, they should be called warriors who believed in Khorne.

And that hammer was also a weapon bestowed upon Banner by Xia Ling as a reward for destroying the military base and developing such a large following.

As the only Champion Warrior of Khorne in this world, Banner not only possessed terrifying power but could also command the warriors under him.

On this wasteland, these warriors had set up a rudimentary camp, raising roaring bonfires.

Banner stood at the edge of the high rock, gazing into the distance.

He knew the military was constantly monitoring them, but he didn't care about their surveillance.

After all, it would eventually come down to a fight.

It was like this when he was the Hulk before, and it was still like this after believing in the Blood God.

The difference was, this time, he had finally accepted himself, accepted this power.

If the military dispatched troops to attack them, he would— no, this time it was different.

This time, he would lead his warriors to kill those damned soldiers.

Their blood would be offered to the Blood God, their heads would adorn the Blood God's throne!

"Boss, the guys are getting impatient. When are we going to fight the military?"

At this moment, a sturdy man walked over. He had horns on his head, a distorted face, and his upper body was bare, his flesh swollen and radiating power.

He was the Hulk's original enemy, the elite soldier named Bronksky, originally the Abomination.

He had also joined Banner's ranks. Unlike others who either feared Banner's power or desperately wanted to survive, he joined willingly, yearning for power equal to or even greater than Banner's.

After receiving Xia Ling's blessing, he had become very similar to his original Abomination form, only slightly lacking in power.

However, Bronksky didn't complain. After joining, he also learned the basic rules.

By fighting and killing to his heart's content, he could very likely gain the favor of the great Blood God and receive another blessing, becoming even stronger.

Becoming a Champion Warrior, as powerful as Banner, was not impossible.

Therefore, he was extremely eager to engage in combat with the army and display his valor before the Blood God.

Banner withdrew his gaze from the distance and turned to look at Bronksky, a complex emotion flickering in his crimson eyes.

"Bronksky, patience is our most valuable ally. The military won't act rashly; they are assessing our strength and formulating strategies. We need to use this time to make our warriors more united and better trained."

"But, Boss," Bronksky said eagerly, his thick fingers clenched into fists, as if ready to fight at any moment.

"We crave battle, we crave to prove our worth with the enemy's blood. Every day of waiting feels like torture."

Bronksky now yearned to engage in battle, to gain the Blood God's favor.

If Banner, the Champion Warrior, didn't agree to fight, then perhaps he could challenge him.

After all, the Blood God only cared about combat and slaughter.

As for whose blood was shed, the great Blood God didn't care.

Banner was about to say something more, but his sharp eyes suddenly noticed a helicopter rapidly approaching them.

"Boss, let me tear them apart and use their blood to start the Blood God's sacrifice!"

Banner waved to stop Bronksky's action. A single helicopter posed no threat to them.

Perhaps this was the military wanting to negotiate with them?

"Bronksky, calm down." Banner's voice was steady and powerful. He reached out and gently placed his palm on Bronksky's shoulder, as if an invisible force quelled the latter's impulsiveness.

"Now is not the time. Let's see what they have in store for us."

Although Bronksky was unwilling, he felt the immense power on his shoulder and reluctantly suppressed his fighting spirit, stepping aside, his gaze still fixed on the helicopter.

The helicopter hovered not far from the camp, and then, to Banner's astonishment.

A woman with a light chestnut ponytail, fair skin, and a seemingly gentle and proper demeanor appeared before him.

Undoubtedly, this was General Ross's daughter, and Banner's lover, Betty Ross.

Seeing the girlfriend he had longed for appear before him, Banner couldn't think of anything else and rushed forward, stopping in front of Betty.

"B-Betty, I really didn't expect it to be you. How did you get here?"

Banner looked at Betty with anxious eyes.

"Banner, my father sent me here."

"You shouldn't have come."

"No, I should have!"

Betty's voice was clear and strong as she walked step by step towards Banner.

"Banner, I'm not just here because my father sent me, but also of my own will. Banner, don't go on like this anymore, go back to how you were before, just like last time, okay?"

Banner looked at Betty, a flicker of tenderness flashed in his crimson eyes, but it was quickly replaced by resolve.

"Betty, you don't understand. Things are different now. I can't go back to my old life, and I can't change back."

Betty shook her head, a tear glistening in her eyes. "Banner, how will you know if you don't try? How will you know you can't go back to your old life if you don't try? You can do it!"

Banner fell silent for a moment, gazing at his beloved girlfriend. Suddenly, a strange thought crossed his mind.

"Perhaps, we can be together again."

"Banner, I knew it! You'll definitely come back with me!"

Betty cried tears of joy. Just as she was about to embrace Banner and kiss his cheek, he uttered a sentence that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Betty, you stay here too. You can worship the Blood God with me, and then we can be together forever."