2B looked coldly at the Abomination kneeling before her. In her eyes, he was already a corpse.
The moment she finished speaking, the Miaodao in her hand slashed toward his neck.
But the Abomination was no pushover. He was a being capable of standing toe-to-toe with monsters like the Hulk—how could he possibly accept death so easily?
Just as 2B raised her blade, he suddenly exploded into motion, driving both feet into the ground and launching himself at her like a cannonball.
2B frowned. In an instant, she activated the anti-gravity unit on her body.
Light as a feather, she tapped the ground with her toes and soared into the air, effortlessly evading his brutal charge.
At the same time, she whipped her arm forward. The Miaodao shot from her grip with thunderous force, streaking toward the Abomination's head.
The moment the blade left her hand, the Abomination felt a long-forgotten chill—the primal instinct of life-and-death peril.
He remembered the last time he'd felt this terror: his first encounter with the Hulk.
Back then, he'd been just an ordinary soldier; the Hulk had already been a force of nature.
It made perfect sense to feel fear in the face of such overwhelming power.
He hadn't been ashamed then—in fact, he'd become obsessed with the Hulk's strength.
That obsession was precisely why he'd become what he was now: injected with Mr. Stern's replicated Hulk serum.
Back then, the reason he'd felt that crisis was simple—the gap in power had been insurmountable.
Now, however, he believed himself the Hulk's equal… or at least close enough.
And yet, that same dread had returned.
What did that mean?
It meant the woman before him was stronger than he was—and that strange black sword could truly kill him.
Realization struck like ice through his veins. Panic flared, and he instinctively twisted sideways.
His reflexes were fast—but not fast enough.
The sleek, obsidian Miaodao became a streak of light.
With blinding speed, it pierced through his shoulder and slammed him into the earth.
"!!!!!"
The surrounding soldiers gaped in stunned silence, as if they'd just witnessed a ghost.
Moments earlier, they'd been bombarding the Abomination with tank shells—yet those rounds had crumpled against him like paper, leaving no mark.
Now, a single black longsword, seemingly ordinary, had impaled him clean through.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it even under torture.
"Damn you, woman! I'll kill you!!!"
This was the worst injury he'd suffered since his transformation.
Even in his recent battle with the Hulk, he hadn't lost this much blood.
And now… he'd been humiliated by a woman.
Shame—raw, burning shame!
Bronsky, ever arrogant and belligerent, could not tolerate such disgrace.
Rage flooded his mind, drowning all reason.
"I'll kill you! I'LL KILL YOU!!"
While letting out a hysterical roar, the Abomination grabbed the hilt of the Miao Dao and forcibly yanked it from his body.
Watching the enraged Abomination, 2B stared at him expressionlessly—as if she were observing a clown's performance.
Just as the Abomination was about to pull the blade free, 2B reached out through the air and seized the Miao Dao.
Suddenly, the sword flew back into her hand as though summoned by will alone.
Without hesitation, she hurled it once more.
It pierced through the Abomination's other shoulder, pinning the him to the ground again.
"You…?!" the Abomination snarled in disgust.
"......." — Everyone fell silent.
Neither the Abomination nor the onlookers had expected things to take such a sudden turn.
One moment, the Abomination had been roaring and screaming like a mad dog, vowing to kill 2B—terrifying and unhinged.
The next, he was impaled again by her blade. It was a slap in the face delivered at the speed of light.
The reversal was so abrupt that even Abomination himself couldn't find the words to express his chaotic, conflicted emotions.
At that very instant, the Hulk—who had just been slammed into the ground by 2B—let out a thunderous roar and launched himself toward her once more.
The Hulk could be described as a human grasshopper. His leaping ability was so absurd that even Newton's laws seemed powerless to contain him.
Jumping hundreds of meters was as effortless as breathing; leaping thousands required only a bit more effort.
In some parallel universes, the Hulk could even traverse space using nothing but his jumps.
It was outrageous—so outrageous, in fact, that it seemed as though "outrageous" had opened the front door and welcomed him home.
Though the Hulk before her wasn't quite that extreme, he still closed the distance from his cratered landing spot to 2B's position in the blink of an eye.
Seeing him recover so quickly, 2B was slightly surprised—but the fighting spirit in her eyes only burned brighter.
Loren had made it clear: this Hulk was the one she needed to watch most closely. His power grew stronger with every surge of anger.
She had to defeat him quickly and put him into a dormant state—otherwise, the consequences would be catastrophic.
And now, the Hulk was already upon her.
A fist the size of a casserole dish hurtled toward her with devastating force.
Instead of dodging, 2B clenched her own fist and met his blow head-on.
Their fists collided like twin artillery shells—unstoppable, cataclysmic.
"BOOM!!!!"
Instantly, shockwaves surged outward like tidal waves, accompanied by thunderous crashes that shook the very air.
Every window along the street shattered in an instant.
Nearby civilians were knocked unconscious on the spot by the sheer force of the blast.
Such a powerful impact naturally produced an equal and opposite reaction.
In the same moment, both 2B and the Hulk were hurled backward more than ten meters.
But 2B, with her ability to fly, arced gracefully upward into the sky.
She tumbled a few times before effortlessly stabilizing herself midair.
The Hulk, however, wasn't so fortunate. He crashed back down to earth with a deafening "BOOM!", leaving yet another massive crater in the pavement.
The sight left everyone stunned—especially the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and military personnel, who could only gape in disbelief.
They had never imagined a silver-haired woman could single-handedly battle monsters like the Abomination and the Hulk.
Even more astonishing: she hadn't just survived—she'd held her own the entire time. It was nothing short of unbelievable.
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