Hulk didn't suddenly get smarter; he just met a true opponent.
Hulk's previous enemies were too weak. He didn't need any skill; he could just rampage and smash them. The problem was, this tactic didn't work against the Tyrant Dragon. Whether it was strength or defense, the Tyrant Dragon was stronger than Hulk.
During that time, Hulk was taught a lesson by the dinosaurs every day. To win, Hulk began to learn how to fight and how to use his brain.
Hulk was never stupid; he just didn't like to use his brain. After all, he was still Banner's personality.
After a while, Hulk seized an opportunity and swiftly darted behind the High-Temperature Giant. Then, he leaped like a cannonball, landing behind the High-Temperature Giant's neck.
"Cervical spine, vital point."
Hulk grinned, gripping the Adamantium hammer with both hands and smashing down with force.
Ah!
The High-Temperature Giant let out a shrill scream, and his massive body crashed to the ground with a rumble, kicking up a large amount of dust—his cervical spine had been brutally shattered by Hulk.
If it were an ordinary person, a broken cervical spine would mean Death or severe injury, but the High-Temperature Giant had been injected with the Extremis. The wound glowed with a dazzling red light, rapidly healing.
Seeing this, Jessica quickly shouted, "Hulk, be careful! He can heal himself."
"I know."
Hulk jumped onto the High-Temperature Giant's back and swung the Adamantium hammer with force, bang, bang, bang… The High-Temperature Giant's spine was repeatedly shattered by him, and his healing speed couldn't keep up with the speed of Hulk's destruction.
The High-Temperature Giant knew he was finished. A look of determination flashed in his eyes as he frantically raised his internal temperature, intending to perish with Hulk and half the city's population.
The High-Temperature Giant came to America specifically for this purpose.
Seeing the High-Temperature Giant's entire body glow red, the women were shocked and quickly shouted to Hulk, "Hulk, he's going to self-destruct!"
"I said, I know."
Hulk said impatiently. Before coming, he had specifically asked Andrew for information on the High-Temperature Giant—Taskmaster taught him that knowing yourself and your enemy leads to a hundred victories.
Why do these women always treat him like the idiot he used to be? He's super smart now, okay? He can even play brain teasers with Taskmaster.
Hulk didn't waste time. He jumped off the High-Temperature Giant, grabbed the High-Temperature Giant's body, and threw him into the air. Then, he raised both hands to catch the High-Temperature Giant, whose body temperature was rapidly increasing.
"Hulk, angry."
Hulk recalled the anger of being beaten by the Tyrant Dragon in the past. A green light flashed in his eyes, and his body swelled dramatically.
Then, Hulk roared, using both his hands and feet to push the High-Temperature Giant high into the sky, shattering the ground beneath his feet.
Under Hulk's brute force, the High-Temperature Giant ascended like a rocket. Then, he exploded with a rumble, and the violent shockwave swept away the clouds in the sky.
Immediately after, a scorching gale swept through the city, and some people even struggled to stand.
"Done."
Hulk clapped his hands in satisfaction, his body quickly returning to its original state. Then, he looked smugly at the women in the air—I, Hulk, am not only powerful but also very smart.
Andrew chuckled. After the 'special training' from the dinosaurs, Hulk had initially mastered the power of rage, but he was still a bit far from Andrew's expectations for him.
Andrew's expectation for Hulk was to become the God of Rage. Only then would he be qualified to be the vanguard general of Rebirth Hell.
Jessica gave Hulk a thumbs-up: "Hulk, you're still amazing."
"Hulk, well done."
The others also applauded Hulk. Hulk, with his head held high and his hammer on his shoulder, went to deal with the remaining terrorists.
Actually, Hulk didn't care for those terrorists at all, but since he was already here, he might as well smash a few before going back.
"Let's quickly deal with the remaining terrorists and put an end to this disaster."
Susan shouted, and the Superheroes nodded, continuing to deal with those damned terrorists.
With the High-Temperature Giant dead, it was only a matter of time before the Miami disaster was completely quelled.
At the same time, on the oil tanker, the battle grew more intense. Shouts of killing and screams were everywhere, and both S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Extremis Warrior suffered heavy casualties.
"Damn it."
Seven looked at the stalemated situation on the field, his expression very grim. The current situation was vastly different from what they had initially expected.
The Extremis Warrior outnumbered and were stronger than S.H.I.E.L.D. Logically, they should have had the upper hand, but because of one woman, a woman in a red combat suit, the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse.
That woman's spiral crossbow arrows had killed at least a hundred Extremis Warrior.
Bang! A shield slammed heavily into Seven's face. Seven screamed and reeled back, his face covered in magma-like blood, which dripped onto the ground, even burning through the deck.
Steve took the opportunity to press his attack, saying, "Distraction during battle is not a good habit."
Seven opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of scalding blood at Steve. Steve quickly raised his shield to block, and Seven took the opportunity to swing his fists, smashing furiously at the shield. At the same time, he shouted loudly, "You will all die!"
This was a signal. Inside the cabin, the Extremis Warrior monitoring the deck's movements turned and shouted, "Deploy the suicide bombers!"
"Alright."
The Scientist immediately opened the back hatch. There was a group of rather miserable-looking terrorists there. Seeing the hatch open, they excitedly asked, "Is it time?"
"It is. Come out and get your injection, then fulfill your mission."
A look of contempt flashed in the Scientist's eyes as he commanded loudly. The terrorists showed no fear at his words; instead, they were filled with excitement. They could finally fulfill their mission.
Then, the Scientist began to inject these terrorists with unstable Extremis Potion. Red lights, indicating high temperature, lit up on the terrorists' bodies one after another.
This unstable Extremis Potion was a byproduct of the Extremis. After injection, as long as the user became emotionally agitated, they would immediately explode. Additionally, even if they weren't agitated, they would explode after an hour.
On the deck, Gwen suddenly shivered and quickly whispered, "Everyone, there's danger inside the cabin."
Everyone was startled, "Could it be Rampage Creatures?"
Gwen said, "Not Rampage Creatures, but other danger, related to an explosion."
Garrett immediately ordered, "Electro, go into the cabin and deal with the danger. Remember, don't hold back."
"Understood."
Electro immediately followed the wires into the cabin. Soon, he discovered the terrorists who were being injected with the Extremis Potion and instantly understood what was happening.
"Want to play self-destruct? I'll grant your wish."
Electro snorted coldly and injected a large amount of electricity into the cabin's lights. The lights exploded with a pop, and then a bolt of electricity shot towards the terrorist who had just been injected with the Extremis Potion.
The terrorist was instantly electrocuted into an afro, and the pain and fear made his body lose control, glowing with a dazzling red light. Everyone present immediately changed their expressions drastically, frantically fleeing, but it was too late.
Boom! The terrorist exploded, and everyone and everything inside the cabin was destroyed. Then, fierce flames began to spread wildly inside the cabin.
Electro nodded in satisfaction. He reported, "Sir, it's done. All terrorists are dead."
"Max, well done."
Garrett breathed a huge sigh of relief. Thankfully, Gwen sensed something was wrong; otherwise, everyone would have been in danger.
"What happened?"
Seven heard the explosion from below, and his expression changed. Did those idiots mess up? Did they blow themselves up?
Could they be any dumber?
"Opportunity!"
Seeing Seven distracted, Steve charged forward with his shield, slamming Seven hard against a container behind him with a bang.
Seven roared, his crimson hands reaching forcefully for Steve behind the shield. Steve ducked, rolling to the side with his shield.
Seven was about to pursue when he suddenly sensed something and abruptly looked down, finding an energy grenade hanging from his waist.
"Shit."
This was Seven's last word on earth. In the next breath, the energy grenade exploded with a rumble, and the violent energy directly destroyed most of Seven's body, leaving only scattered remnants on the ground.
It's worth mentioning that most of Seven's belongings were turned to ash with him, except for a specially made small metal box, which remained unharmed.
"I told you, don't get distracted."
Steve shook his head. He had been waiting for a decisive opportunity—if you can kill them, don't just cripple them.
At this moment, Steve noticed the small metal box on the ground. He walked over, picked it up, and opened it, finding two potions inside.
"Two potions? There must be one Rage serum among them."
Steve thought for a moment, then used his communicator to speak privately to Tony, "Tony, Seven had a Rage serum on him. Killian most likely does too. I'm coming up to help you right away."
Tony said, "No need. I can handle this guy."
"Are you sure?"
Steve looked up and asked, "Your battlefield with Killian is surrounded by scattered armor parts. Killian has dismantled at least three of your suits."
Tony said, "This is my plan, understand? Anyway, you go deal with the others. I'll handle Killian."
Steve hesitated for a moment but decided to climb up and help anyway. After all, the Rage serum was too dangerous to be careless.
On the steel frame, Killian smashed Tony's head repeatedly, shouting, "Tony Stark, you are not qualified to oppose me now!"
"Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?"
Tony snorted coldly, raising his hand to fire a pulse cannon at Killian. Killian turned to avoid it, then delivered a hand chop like a sharp blade towards Tony's chest.
Tony quickly retreated. Then, a small sonic cannon popped out from his shoulder, firing layers of sound waves towards Killian.
Killian was impacted, forced to stop in place, his muscles rapidly fluctuating.
Sonic cannons were a technology that Stark Industries already possessed. Back then, Tony even sold two to General Ross to deal with Hulk, and as we all know, Hulk dismantled them.
During the Dinosaur Island incident, Howard's small sonic cannon gave Tony inspiration, and he installed one on his own shoulder.
What, plagiarism? How can a Scientist's work be called plagiarism? It's called drawing inspiration.
"Do you think this thing can deal with me?"
Killian blocked the sound waves with both hands and opened his mouth to breathe fire. Just then, various armor parts on the ground suddenly flew up and enveloped Killian's entire body.
Then, the armor exploded with a rumble. Amidst the flames and black smoke, a large amount of debris fell into the fiery sea below.
The entire process took less than a second. Killian had no time to resist at all.
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