"The Ten Rings Gang's stronghold has been destroyed! We've captured at least seven internationally wanted criminals and are now escorting them to the Delta Wing building. "
A clear voice echoed in Nick Fury's office. The director reached out and pressed the call button. He had a cigar in his mouth, and while smoking slowly, he replied, "Thank you for your hard work.
Go back and rest early after the team is done. There will probably be a lot of arrest missions like this recently. "
Hearing Fury's relaxed voice, the person on the other end seemed a little confused. He was silent for a moment and finally said,
"I heard that there's a big battle in the Eastern District of New York …"
"That's not something you need to worry about, Captain!"
Fury interrupted the other party. After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and said, "It's a battle between Hydra, the Ten Rings Gang, The Devil Gang, and Hammer Industries, which is suspected to have sided with Hydra. They're not innocent. In fact, the more they fight, the happier I am. And the battle's energy level is too high. I can't let you take the risk."
"So what you're trying to say is that I'm still too weak, aren't I?"
The guy on the other end unceremoniously said what Nick Fury was implying. It was not that he was unconvinced, but he said in a regretful tone,
"I thought you guys had improved a lot more than I did. In the end, it's still the same old thing. Save your strength and try to fight back. It's exactly the same as 70 years ago! But I don't think it's an honor to be valued like this. Fury, if I can only save one innocent person, I'm willing to do it! "
"But the problem is, you can't save them!"
Fury also increased his voice. "Captain, you used to be a symbol of America's victory and the American spirit of freedom, but you and I both know that I didn't value that. That's why I spent unimaginable manpower and resources to fish you out of the Arctic Ocean. You have an unimaginable importance in our future strategic deployment."
"I don't think that letting you rush into the battlefield of a group of monsters to save a few ordinary people will show your value now … Captain, you're not complete! Now you lack the weapon you should have … Don't worry, you'll see it soon. "
"Why didn't I know that I still have weapons left in other places?"
In the night of New York, a man with a special hat and a round shield on his back asked in a low voice, "I don't remember them equipping me with special weapons."
On the other side of the phone, Fury's voice sounded a little tired. He didn't seem to want to discuss this issue too much.
"Technology is advancing, and the times are changing. Many ideas that could only be sketched out on paper in your era have become reality. I can only say that there was another plan that was born together with the Super Soldier Plan, and 70 years later, the successor of the original plan has made it a reality."
"Endure your anger and unwillingness, Captain. When you need to unleash it, I hope that it will become your sharpest sword. Now … Go back and rest! This is an order! "
The person on the other end hung up the phone. Fury thought for a moment, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Romanov, where are you?"
"I'm busy! I'm very busy! "
"What is it?" Black Widow, who was fighting a group of warriors of unknown origins in the dark tunnel asked. "What is it, Fury?"
"I need you to go on a business trip to Bruce Banner and his little girlfriend. I don't need you to be good friends with them. I just need you to show our goodwill and tell Banner that he has another choice other than self-exile. This should be a piece of cake for you, right? "
"No problem. Get everything ready. I'll be back soon."
Black Widow punched the last bastard with a dagger to the ground. She tidied up her somewhat messy clothes and said softly, "Fury, you're right.
I thought you would use a more direct method. Betty is just an ordinary person, isn't she? "
"Because I listened to Coulson's advice … I suddenly feel that for these guys with extraordinary strength, maybe a loose alliance is what they need. Well, I won't disturb your rest."
After that, Fury turned his gaze back to the monitor in front of him. On it was a crazy battle that was breaking out in the Hammer Building. Fury reached out and picked up the coffee next to him, watching it with relish, as if he was watching a movie.
Boom!
Most of the floors of the Hammer Building were entangled in crimson flames. The scorching fire rushed to the sky. The area from the 22nd floor up had been completely destroyed. In the fierce fire, two huge figures were fighting back and forth wildly.
Bang!
The completely demonized Saber swung his fist and smashed Hulk to the ground. The huge bone spurs on his head and back had been broken, and his body was covered with torn flesh and wounds. Although they were healing quickly, the pain could not be faked.
"Ouch … it hurts!"
Saber shouted furiously. He closed his claws, and the dark green demonic fire wrapped around his hard scaled fist. He raised his inverted hooves and hammered Hulk's chest like a heavy hammer.
Bang!
Another floor was destroyed, and the two of them fell to the next floor. Seiber flipped over and sat on Hulk's back. He clenched his fists and punched the Hulk's face repeatedly. The Hulk struggled with all his might, but Seiber's punches were faster, heavier, and more painful. The sturdy scales on Seiber's fists stood up like natural spikes. After a few punches, the Hulk's face was a bloody mess.
However, this was not enough to kill him. It only made the beast more furious.
Roar!
His arms swelled again, and his yellow eyes were bloodshot. He endured Saber's heavy punches and reached out to grab Saber's waist, lifting him into the air.
"This isn't fun at all!"
Saber gritted his teeth and waved his left hand. A black war hammer appeared in his hand, and it quickly turned into its most ferocious state. The hammer was full of spikes. When Hulk threw him out, Saber did a somersault in the air. He held the war hammer with both hands, and the heat in his body burst out. The black heavy hammer mixed with great force smashed down on Hulk's head.
Clang!
It was said that the divine war hammer from Ares, the God of War, even had a U-shape bend at this moment. This showed how powerful Saber's hammer was. The ground under Hulk's feet shattered again. He held his head and howled as he fell to the next floor.
Saber seemed to be seriously injured, but he would not underestimate his opponent so much. He was still highly focused. The voice of the Berserker Demon Lord, Sim, sounded in Saber's mind.
"This guy is getting more and more troublesome. Not only is his strength increasing rapidly, but also his fighting style … Saber, didn't you notice that he is learning your fighting style?!"
"I noticed!"
Seiber carried the warhammer on his shoulder. In his human form, he had to use both hands to hold the warhammer, but in his demon form, he only needed one hand to lift it. Seiber looked down at the dusty ground below. These things couldn't obstruct his vision. He could clearly see Hulk crawling up from the rubble, holding his head and howling in pain. That strike just now made him feel real pain.
"He is like a newborn baby with great strength. His learning ability is super strong … He is imitating me. But if that's all, he is not difficult to deal with. What I am most concerned about now is …"
Seiber snorted. After fully demonizing, he had 6 long horns that curved inwards like a crown on his head. However, the biggest one had already been broken by Hulk's bare hands. Seiber held his demon horn in his hand and said in a low voice, "Don't worry.
"His strength seems to be able to increase infinitely in anger … If that's the case, we have no advantage at all in a war of attrition. I have to find another way to calm him down … By the way, can these broken horns grow back?"
He shook the black demon horn in his hand. Sim snorted regretfully in his mind: "Dream on!
"In your dreams. Horns can't be restored. But in hell, those great demons all have broken horns. This is a virtue in battle. Believe me, if you look like this, those succubi in hell will scream! You will become the idol of hell! "
"That's really bad."
Saber shook his head. At this moment, Hulk roared as he passed through the flames from the floor below and pounced towards him. His fists were clenched to the extreme. It looked like he was going to smash Saber into pieces in the next moment. But Saber did not fight back at this moment. Instead, he allowed the characteristics of demonization to completely disappear from his body. He became a normal person in an instant.
He ignored Hulk's fist that was smashing down. He raised his head and looked into Hulk's bloodshot eyes. He whispered:
"Come, beast. Look into my eyes!"
"Boom!"
When their eyes met, the pair of dark red eyes with a ring of flame reflected in Hulk's eyes. Saber's thoughts were like a sharp spear, fiercely piercing into Hulk's incomplete soul. This newborn consciousness may be able to guard against this kind of soul attack one day in the future, but at least for now, he had no ability to resist Saber's Eyes of Repentance.
Saber looked at the chaotic soul background in front of him. This was the first time he had seen such a strange soul configuration.
Hulk's soul was a chaotic green color, as if it had lost all rationality. However, within that chaos, there was already a trace of a unique law. This meant that Hulk's consciousness was actually slowly becoming complete. Given enough time, it would eventually become a complete soul.
Adjacent to this green area was a soul exuding a warm light. That was Banner's consciousness. The two were tied together in a complex configuration. It looked like an abstract painting, like twin balloons sharing the same body.
When Hulk dominated the body, Banner's soul was suppressed to a corner. Seeing this scene, Saber knew that Bruce. Banner would never be able to get rid of Hulk in his life. Look at these two souls. If one dies, the other will die as well.
Saber snorted and reached out his hand and slapped the poor warm soul that was squeezed hard:
"Banner … Get up!"
"Hoo!"
The next moment, Bruce. Banner, who was forcibly awakened, subconsciously began to compete for control of the body. Saber could see the warm soul expanding rapidly and began to compete with the chaotic green soul for territory. When his consciousness returned to his body, Hulk, or Banner, was already lying on the ground in front of him in pain, experiencing the terrible pain of his body changing.
"Fufu …"
Saber took out a wrinkled cigarette and put it in his mouth. He patted his destroyed clothes, squatted down, stuffed another cigarette into Banner's mouth, and lit it for him:
"You really have to find a way to strengthen your soul … If this goes on, you will be eaten by that big guy."
"Ahem …"
Banner took in deep breaths. His hands trembled as he held the cigarette in his mouth. He controlled his breathing and took a deep breath. He looked at Seiber and asked with difficulty, "What's wrong?"
"What … What should I do?"
Saber shrugged:
"Yoga, Zen, meditation, these are all fine. Of course, if you really want me to give you a suggestion …"
He coughed softly: "Go to the east and find Kamar-Taj. As long as you can get there, your problem will no longer be a problem."
"The east? You mean, with the help of mysticism? "
A trace of hesitation flashed in Banner's eyes. He whispered: "Although it conflicts with my plan, but … Thank you."
Saber could see Banner's distrust of mysticism at a glance. He stood up, patted the dust off his body, turned and walked out of the flame. Wherever he went, the flame spread out softly:
"Good luck to you, my friend who believes in technology. But I think you'll still end up asking for help from something you've never believed in … Also, your brother Hulk is very good at fighting. Tell him for me that this time, I've had my fill."
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