Chapter 33: Dealing with Hulk

Gentle appearance doesn't necessarily mean a good person, and a fierce appearance doesn't necessarily mean a bad person. However, they can be forced into becoming bad people, and one of the purposes of Overwatch is to prevent that.

However, since Overwatch hasn't fully developed countermeasures yet... no, to be precise, there aren't many people who have a good way to deal with Hulk.

So they called Nightcrawler from the X-Men for help.

After getting dressed and wielding his greatsword, Warren jumped onto the Black Cat Luna.

"Let's go, Red Queen."

At this moment, General Ross's forces were being toyed with by Hulk.

Tank shells hitting Hulk didn't hurt him at all, only the exploding flames made him shield his eyes.

Afterward, Hulk tore the entire tank division apart in anger. Breaking a cannon barrel was as easy as breaking a piece of chocolate. The people watching on the other end of the screen were sweating profusely.

Even Magneto could ignore modern weapons only because of his ability to control metal. How could you purely rely on your physical strength?

Nick Fury's heart sank, and he suddenly remembered that Warren hadn't appeared for a while.

"Where's Warren?"

"If you invite me for dinner, we can talk later!"

So, in the images from the S.H.I.E.L.D. satellite and other helicopters, Warren, fully armed, descended onto the battlefield wearing a peculiar black mech suit.

And from the beginning, he launched a wild and intense firepower suppression on Hulk.

"Fusion cannons ready."

"Micro missiles ready."

"Defense matrix ready."

"Target locked, commence attack."

The Black Cat Luna was equipped with an autopilot system controlled by the Red Queen.

Hulk spit out the tank fragments from his mouth because they tasted terrible, and then he saw a new enemy in the sky.

Before he could even greet them with his trademark roar, an overwhelming barrage of fusion cannon energy projectiles and micro missiles, flying in chaotic trajectories like bees, descended upon him.

A single missile could create a mushroom-shaped fireball upon impact, like a miniature nuclear bomb.

"Warren, is this the power of micro missiles?"

Although he had information about them, seeing the battlefield impact of the micro missiles was a completely different feeling, especially considering the devastating defeat of the military forces before.

"Also, what's that thing under your feet?"

"Uh, let's talk about it later when I deal with this big guy below."

The sensors on the Black Cat Luna were much more advanced, so they could detect Hulk in the flames below.

"Sir, micro missiles won't harm the opponent. I suggest using incendiary weapons," the Red Queen reminded.

"Alright, but I don't think it will have a significant effect."

Warren raised his giant dual blades over his head, infused them with energy, and transmitted the extreme heat through the hilt, creating intense heat and light.

And just as he was about to strike, Warren forcefully twisted his body.

Swish!

He wielded a flaming blade in each hand, and the illuminated wings on his back couldn't overpower the scorching heat and brilliance of the dual blades, which exceeded a temperature of 5,000 degrees Celsius.

This was Warren's unique way of opening the Flameblade.

Detected by the satellite, Warren seemed to be holding the sun in his hands.

"What's that?"

Both S.H.I.E.L.D. and Overwatch, Nick Fury and Stern, asked their subordinates simultaneously.

"It's a weapon with an extremely high temperature, probably heated using mutant abilities. The material should be vibranium or adamantium, otherwise it wouldn't withstand such high temperatures."

After hearing this, Nick Fury and Stern simultaneously thought of a term:

The Archangel!

...

"Skills available: Power Strike, Bullet Time, Illusionary Mirrors, Forced Backflip, Distorted Faith, Holy Light Ash Shield."

Currently, Warren had six active skills, excluding Hardening and Explosive, but not many of them were effective against Hulk.

Power Strike was out of the question. With Warren's current strength, even with time to charge, he couldn't compare to Hulk.

Distorted Faith wouldn't work at this moment. First, this skill required physical contact, and second, the target needed to be defenseless and without resistance, which was obviously not the case.

In other words, he had only four skills, plus an Adamantium armor suit and the Flameblades.

Could he win?

That depended on whether the Flameblades could penetrate Hulk's defenses. After all, when creating this weapon, Warren had taken into account the majority of Marvel characters, including Hulk, as hypothetical enemies.

If they could penetrate his defenses, then he could fight. If not... well, he could try his luck!

After putting on the armor suit, Warren naturally canceled his Hardening form. His weight exceeding 500 kilograms would affect his agility during flight.

Energy was primarily focused on maintaining the Flameblades, so he obviously didn't have any energy left for Explosive abilities. After all, Warren was only at the first tier of the Ascension stage, and his energy was limited.

Moreover, Explosive abilities wouldn't work on Hulk. At most, they would make him close his eyes to avoid being burned.

...

Once Red Queen confirmed that the attack was ineffective, she ceased the assault. Warren flapped his wings and swooped down towards Hulk.

The Flameblades were so eye-catching that they left two distinct marks on Warren's sides as he dove. Hulk, seeing this amidst the flames, let out a roar before casually throwing a burning boulder into the sky.

Bullet Time!

The stronger Hulk's strength, the faster the objects he threw, and the harder they were to dodge.

Rolling in a nimble maneuver, then adjusting his flight posture, Warren easily dodged this attack. After all, he had also received training.

Swoosh!

With lightning speed, he executed a cross slash, leaving two deep marks on Hulk's body—a feat that Hulk, who never defended, could not avoid.

Since others were not proficient in such techniques, Red Queen shared the footage captured by the Black Cat Luna with them.

"Well done!"

"Beautiful!"

...

Monstrous beings that couldn't be harmed by various powerful modern cannons were finally heavily injured. Two deep cross-shaped sword wounds appeared on his chest and abdomen, and the wounds turned a fiery red due to the intense heat.

One thing others didn't notice was that Hulk's wounds were squirming madly. If it weren't for the terrifying high temperature left by the Flameblades, turning his flesh into a reddish metal, he would have already recovered by now.

His insane healing ability!

"I have a plan."

With such close proximity, Warren still didn't activate Hardening as a precaution. Instead, he ensured that his body could unleash its maximum agility.

The passive skill Danger Sense was now frantically warning him, and being in such close combat made every hair on Warren's body stand on end.

He couldn't give him a chance to catch his breath!

Bullet Time!

After activating this high-reactivity enhancement, Warren charged at Hulk head-on.

"Roar!"

Hulk let out a painful roar as Warren plunged the Flameblades into his knee. Hulk's knee bones were burning hot.

Plop!

No matter how strong Hulk was, he couldn't stand with his knee pierced through.

But he was also infuriated to the extreme and immediately reached out his hand to grab Warren.

Caught!

But... why did it turn into butterflies?

Skill: Illusionary Mirrors, leaving an attack-less illusion in place.

While maintaining the Flameblades, Warren couldn't afford to release his skill. The total amount of energy was too low, and the only advantage was his rapid recovery.

So after piercing Hulk's knee, Warren let go of the hilt, leaving behind the Illusionary Mirrors in place, and swiftly moved behind Hulk.

Looking at Hulk's big behind, Warren muttered in annoyance, but he didn't hold back.

Here I go!

The most powerful explosion of flames, and Hulk's flaming behind soared into the sky, accompanied by a wailing cry.

Boom!

Controlled by the Red Queen, the Black Cat Luna struck from the side, keeping him away from the fiery area below and landing on a sandy ground.

...

Hulk couldn't stand up with his kneecaps pierced, so the first thing he did after landing was to pull out the blades.

"Look here!"

Warren's adamantium fist smashed into Hulk's face, but it only made him turn his head slightly.

His innate strength was far from enough. When will he be able to send Hulk flying with one punch like Thanos?

Being attacked, Hulk naturally retaliated immediately, without caring about the blades in his knee.

He reached out his arms to grab, but once again, he found himself with a handful of illusionary butterflies.

Splish!

The Flameblades were pulled out.

With the blades in Warren's hands, the scorching heat emanated once again.

"Nightcrawler!"

He shouted and then stepped on Hulk's arm, which was trying to grab the illusions, and forcefully stabbed the Flameblades into Hulk's shoulder, causing his two powerful arms to stop moving.

"Received!"

Nightcrawler teleported over, dropped a bunch of vials, and immediately retreated.

His small frame was better off not getting involved.

"You're caught."

Warren confidently declared.

After all, the tactics lessons during this period were not in vain.

The Flameblades attacked three times in total. The first was a test; Hulk's defense was insufficient to withstand its assault, and his healing ability was greatly affected.

The second attack disabled Hulk's mobility, and the third attack disabled his offensive capabilities.

"Before he recovers, you have ten seconds," Red Queen informed.

It would take less than ten seconds for Hulk to recover from being struck by the Flameblades, so they had to act quickly.

"It's not calculated that way, Red Queen."

Warren pulled the blades out of Hulk's shoulder, then cleaved open a liquid nitrogen canister and poured the misty substance onto Hulk's wounds.

Frost mist froze the wounds. Warren considered this to be a good method against Hulk.

As for the ten seconds mentioned by Red Queen...

Splat!

Warren helped himself to another hole in Hulk's body, this time in his thigh bone.

"It's not calculated that way."

Hulk's body was invaded by extreme cold, and he tried to break free, but his limbs wouldn't respond. He writhed like a snake.

Even if you're invincible, you still have to follow the basic rules. Without hands and feet, what can you do, headbutt?

"Nightcrawler, the sedative!"

"Alright."

Nightcrawler teleported over with an extra-large dose of sedative, enough to knock down several elephants.

Hulk, with a helpless and angry expression, looked at Warren holding the oversized syringe, and the drug was injected into his body. Then he tilted his head back and unleashed a headbutt, slamming into Warren's adamantium helmet.

Boom—

The ground's dust was blown away by the shockwave.

Over there, Hulk revealed a childlike smile before his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Finally, finally got to beat this slippery guy.

"Are you alright, Mr. Angel?"

Nightcrawler asked with concern.

Seeing the human-shaped depression on the ground, he couldn't help but swallow nervously. The power, if he took a hit like that, his head would definitely explode like a watermelon!

But Warren was fine; there wasn't even a trace on his helmet.

"I... may have a slight concussion..."