Invincible Hulk

Under the pitch-black night sky, in the open space beside the factory.

Kyle, completely covered by Venom, had narrow crimson eyes. Every muscle on his tall frame bulged as if about to burst, and lightning- and flame-like patterns ran across his body. He looked like a dark monster from hell.

Bruce, transformed into the Hulk, had beast-like oily green eyes. His dense muscle fibers appeared rougher and sturdier, while bulging veins covered his body with strength and rage. He was like a green-skinned giant from ancient times.

Neither of them retained their former human appearance. Whether in looks, physique, personality, or aura, they had completely tilted toward inhuman savagery. Their very existence defied natural aesthetics, their terrifyingly powerful bodies seemingly born purely for battle.

"An excellent prey." Venom cackled madly inside Kyle’s mind.

Driven by its soaring emotions, Kyle grinned viciously. He no longer suppressed his desire to fight, clenched his dark fists until they crackled, and raised his left fist provocatively at the Hulk.

"Roar!" The Hulk let out an enraged bellow and stomped hard on the ground with his left foot. The concrete instantly shattered in spreading spiderweb cracks!

His slightly bloated massive body shot forward with astonishing jumping power, as fast as a gigantic cannonball!

With dust soaring in his wake, the Hulk closed in on Kyle in an instant. There were no flashy combat techniques—he merely drew back his right arm, led with his massive, sturdy shoulder, and charged forward with all the brute force in his body.

The Hulk’s shoulder charge!

Though there was no energy fluctuation, the airwaves still exploded outward extravagantly under the high-speed movement of his body!

Even a high-speed train or plane would be destroyed on impact by this blow! Even a skyscraper would collapse where it stood!

Kyle’s eyes suddenly widened. He had originally intended to meet it with a punch, but his combat experience made him switch from attack to defense at the last second.

His hands, clad in a tough dark exterior, swiftly crossed before him as a shield of flesh, while his left foot braced against the concrete behind him.

Then, with a dull thud, the two bodies collided at point-blank range!

Kyle’s narrow pupils abruptly contracted. What struck his arms was not the shoulder of a living creature, but a meteor crashing down from beyond the heavens!

Honestly, the instant he truly clashed with the Hulk at close range, he regretted it.

The Hulk stopped where Kyle had been standing, his right shoulder continuing upward with the momentum. Rubble and dust were flung several meters away, while Kyle, who had borne the full force at the center, was sent flying cleanly away—

Bang! Bang!! Bang!!!

Kyle’s dark body tumbled through the air as he flew backward. He first smashed through the factory’s steel gates behind him, then uncontrollably crashed through and shattered machinery inside the factory, before finally blasting out through the brick wall on the other side of an auxiliary building.

The enormous beverage factory looked as though it had been split through the middle by a gigantic armor-piercing shell. The path in its wake had become ruins, causing numerous circuits and machines to malfunction and ignite in scattered flames.

"I was careless." Kyle shook his head helplessly, flicked his hands as their shattered bones rapidly healed, and rose somewhat bedraggled from the shallow crater he had gouged out. In a single exchange, he had been sent flying fifty meters.

Daring not to dodge attacks had always been his habitual way of thinking.

After drawing the God Race Gene card, Kyle’s physique was equivalent to a fusion of a Super Soldier and an Asgardian. In terms of sheer physical strength, he was even more robust and powerful than ordinary Asgardian people, able to effortlessly exert ten tons of force!

With the full-body enhancement of mature Venom added on top, his strength had reached nearly fifteen tons! His physical defense was likewise overwhelmingly formidable!

But the Hulk’s purely physical strength… was in the hundreds of tons.

That was right—hundreds of tons of strength!

At the moment of their close-range clash, Kyle had naturally checked the cards on the Hulk.

Hulk Gene: The gene of Hulk. Rare purple Ability Card.

An extreme mutation produced after massive exposure to Gamma Radiation. Whenever emotions become agitated and the heartbeat accelerates, the body transforms into the rage-burning Hulk.

The Hulk possesses Superman-level strength, energy, endurance, and powerful regenerative abilities. The angrier he becomes, the stronger he grows, with the potential for hundreds of tons of strength.

The skin across his body can withstand physical attacks, cold weapons, gunfire, bomb blasts, and more. He is immune to disease, poison, and extremely high temperatures. His exceptionally developed leg muscles allow him to leap across great distances, run at high speed, and even create Shockwaves by clapping his hands.

The glands he secretes strengthen his internal organs, allowing him to breathe and move quickly underwater at any depth.

Warning: The body and consciousness are usually controlled by the transformed Hulk.

Current status: Unable to extract (an Ability Card with the rare purple prefix already exists).

"If we judged purely by combat power, the Hulk really does have perfect genes." Kyle sighed inwardly. Even he was deeply envious of the Hulk’s superhuman physique.

The God Race Gene was also powerful, but in terms of physical strength, it was completely outclassed by the Hulk. Of course, the Asgardians’ lifespan and potential for divine power were likewise beyond anything the Hulk could compare to.

More importantly, the Hulk Gene would split a Hulk personality off from the original body, gradually taking control of the host’s consciousness.

In other words, the Hulk Gene had gone to an extreme of evolution, becoming so powerful that it bordered on self-destruction and ruin. Only because its human personality had been retained could it remain in its current state of balance.

Before Kyle could think any further, the ground trembled faintly again.

He quickly raised his head and saw the Hulk plunging down from the night sky ahead!

I can’t take that head-on!

The instant that thought crossed Kyle’s mind, he reacted swiftly and rolled away on the spot. Just as he completed the evasive move, the Hulk crashed down into the original crater, making the earth shudder as countless rocks and clods of dirt scattered in all directions.

"Whip! Claws!"

Still rolling along the ground, Kyle glanced at the nearby Hulk from the corner of his eye. With a flick of his left hand, a black whip shot out at high speed, coiling around the Hulk’s thick neck and pulling Kyle’s body toward the Hulk’s back.

At the same time, Kyle clenched his right fist tightly. Three Dark Claws had already extended from his knuckles, tearing through the dust and airwaves as they stabbed straight at the Hulk’s neck from behind.

"Roar!" The Hulk roared and reached back with one huge hand, which came away stained with dark green blood. Furious, he turned around to seize Kyle.

Kyle stepped on the back of the Hulk’s head, dodged the green hand, and used the momentum to spring away, becoming a dark streak that shot toward the factory.

The swift strike of the Dark Claws had only pierced the Hulk’s outer skin. How was he supposed to fight this head-on?

Kyle gritted his teeth, once again facing the same problem he had encountered when fighting the God of War Kratos in the Duel Arena on Sakaar—when fully covered by Venom, against a freak enemy with thick skin and tough flesh, the whip, claws, and blade forms alone were nowhere near enough!

What was more, he was now facing the Hulk. Even with Myriad Tendrils, Kyle had no confidence that he could seriously injure him.

"Let me think carefully about how to fight this…"

Kyle moved with incredible speed, nimbly slipping into the factory interior. The enraged Hulk followed closely behind, smashing through every fence and wall in his path without pause!