Predators?

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His face looked very threatening, and his voice was very rough and also jarring, making the aliens gasp with fear.

They took a few steps back without realizing it.

Although his facial expression looks confident, his heart is having a heart attack right now. Because there is a problem with the transformation.

- Oh my god. This transformation wasn't as strong as it used to be, and what the hell with these fucking bones- his mood was so shattered when he saw the condition of his body.

Hulk is a monster full of muscle bundles, so much so that the amount of muscle makes anyone think he's fat.

Now, the fat and strong Hulk is replaced by the skinny Hulk.

The blossoming muscles he once had were deflated. His current state is exactly like that of a patient with high levels of obesity who came to the hospital to suck out all his body fat.

-TOBA!!- he cried in his heart when he found out the reason why he became like this.

Aura, full of negativity and overwhelming anger, erupted like a mountain. His entire presence instantly changed drastically, a light green haze came out of his body. 

Hulk is a monster filled with gamma energy, the energy directly comes from The One Below All, which has a very evil personality, and contrary to The One Above All, they are like a coin that each has a different side.

In the comics, it is explained that gamma energy is not a scientific phenomenon but a form of pure destructive energy. The energy is only owned by TOBA. Without being his avatar, Hulk is indirectly the embodiment of destruction from TOBA.

The One Below All cannot manifest directly into the real world without the presence of a host.

In the immortal Hulk comics, TOBA has tried and tried to find some ideal hosts for him.

But they cannot channel gamma power properly, or they are not following what TOBA expects from his hosts. If we are talking about a person and need a channeler of the forces of destruction, you do not need to find someone better than the Hulk.

The embodiment of destruction.

Now that Bruce has refused to become a TOBA avatar, his relationship with gamma energy has been damaged or possibly hampered.

His unlimited supply of energy has been lost, and his maximum potential may also have been forcibly revoked by TOBA. 

"TOBA!! AAARRRGGGHHHH!!" a very angry Bruce immediately went berserk and ran towards the punching bag in front of him.

"KIIIEEEKKK!!" 

Bruce runs to Yautja on the right and strikes with a jab. The alien targeted by him did not move to dodge, he caught his hand and squeezed it strongly.

"Ahhh! Ugly face bastard," he continued his attack, using an elbow to the alien's face. 

The attack made Yautja dizzy for a moment. 

Bruce is not going to miss a moment when there is such a good opportunity as now to start deadly combos. A barrage attack from him begins with a sideways kick in the kneecap.

The alien's legs wobbled and fell.

As the alien knelt, Bruce tore off his iron mask with force. Then store it in the inventory, a few patches of greenish-yellow blood are still stuck to the mask.

"Roarrr!" 

Yautja screamed in pain as his face was torn apart, yellowish-green blood spurting onto Bruce's body as he punched the ugly face using both hands. 

*Bump... Bump... Bump*

Bruce pressed down on the alien with his weight while pinching both knees.

After Yautja's movements were restricted by him, a scene of unilateral beatings began.

*Bump*

Bone cracks are heard.

*Bump*

One of his eyes even broke.

"Rooaarrr!"

Yautja tried to fight back, but to no avail. Bruce catches one of the frills stuck in Yautja's mouth and tears it sadistically. To add to the pain that the alien received, he even twisted it on purpose to add to his pain.

A smile flashed across Bruce's face as he tortured the alien.

"KIIIEEKK!" the other alien realized that his friend was in trouble.

He ran towards Bruce in a hurry. His right hand held a long spear, and his shoulder cannon aimed at and targeted his head.

* Piuw* 

Bruce, who was beating his fist, aware of the danger of the rays, immediately dove. A blue ray flew over the top of his head, his eyes glancing at the alien who shot at him furiously.

* Piuw*

Bruce slid to his right side to avoid the plasma beam being fired again. 

"Oi! Don't you have some kind of pride as a soldier? Why interrupt our holy fight?" Bruce was very confused at this time. 

He got up from where he was rolling and expressed his feelings. Isn't this alien a battle maniac? 

So why was his fight with number one Yautja, rudely interrupted? 

In the predator films, they are portrayed as warriors who seek death, hunt down, and kill many types of xenomorph aliens. Fearless and doesn't care if his comrades die before his eyes.

Then, what the hell was Yautja doing in front of him?

"Why are you guys so different than I know!"Bruce shouted in frustration at them.

The information he has is very different from the facts in the field. 

"Grrrrrrr... Grrrrrrrrrr" 

"Roaarr"

The two Yautja communicate using growls Bruce doesn't understand, with number two helping the battered number one to his feet. 

"KIIIIEEEKKK!!" 

* Piuw* 

* Piuw*

Afterward, they bombard Bruce with plasma beams. It was no ordinary shot, he could see their shoulder cannons shaking violently as they accumulated enormous energy and were almost overloaded.

Bruce kneeled and gathered strength at his feet. He kicked the ground with full force, which made him fly into the air.

* Boomm*

When he was high in the air, Bruce could see the damage they were causing, it was even stronger than before. The trees that were hit by the explosion were no longer shattered into pieces, even the roots were destroyed forever.

- They began to be serious- thought Bruce when he saw the damage done.

The explosion even made a hole in the ground with a depth of five inches. Bruce noticed it all in a cold sweat. His eyes glanced at the alien, who was reloading his weapon with hatred.

"I'll be back," Bruce said to them and jumped away.

He used the strength boost spell and went to flee the battle. It is better to escape in disgrace than to die terribly.