Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1770 The Invincible Hulk
For the first time, Norman Osborne's colossal, hundred-meter-tall body, which resembled a deep-sea fortress, was truly shaken to its very foundation!

Its massive body had never experienced such pure, savage, and primal pain.

A piercing scream, a mixture of excruciating pain beyond physical limits, incredulous astonishment, and the collapse of one's belief in one's "perfect evolution," tore through the deep sea!

The sound wave even briefly overwhelmed the residual power of the shock wave.

Its massive feet, which supported the weight of a mountain, were actually knocked off the seabed by this extremely violent punch!

Its massive body was as if it had been struck hard from the side by an invisible planetary hammer, completely losing its balance and staggering uncontrollably to the side with destructive kinetic energy.

The scene was like the collapse of a giant pillar supporting the heavens and the earth in mythology, and a mountain made of flesh and shell crumbling in the darkness of the deep sea!
The dumping process triggered a secondary impact; where the giant foot struck, the seabed cracked again, stirring up a cloud of sediment that blotted out the sky.

Smoke, evaporated seawater mist, molten rock particles, and fragments of flesh and blood ejected by Norman himself mingled and rose within the cavity created by the shockwave, forming a small "mushroom cloud" that emitted an eerie green light and a bloody stench, sketching a brief but terrifying totem of destruction in this abyss of eternal darkness.

As the smoke of destruction gradually settled under the pressure of the deep sea and the soothing (erosion) of the icy waters, revealing the devastated battlefield, the three behemoths locked onto each other once more.

Norman Osborn had risen from his slump, and a gruesome sight was unfolding at the site of the rib wound that Hulk had nearly smashed open with his punch.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, countless tiny, metallic-tentacle-like black repair units, mixed with rapidly proliferating granulation tissue, are frantically wriggling, intertwining, and filling the huge wound.

The broken bones were forcibly rejoined and covered with a new reinforcing layer; the edges of the shattered carapace were dissolved and reshaped, flowing back over the carapace like molten black plastic.

The dark green blood was collected, and unstable arcs of energy flickered at the edges of the wound.

However, this rapid regeneration does not come without a price.

It devoured the vast bioenergy stored within Norman's body. More importantly, the pale blue nuclear energy originating from Connors's flesh and blood, which had not yet been fully assimilated, was now like a disturbed venomous snake, violently clashing and dissipating deep within the wound and between the newly formed tissue, emitting hissing noises, hindering the perfect regeneration process, and bringing continuous, tearing internal pain.

The originally relatively pure, dark green bio-energy glow on Norman's body surface was now clearly mixed with a large amount of unruly deep blue light, making the energy field appear restless and unstable, like a reactor about to overload.

On the other hand, Connors is examining himself in a completely new light.

He lowered his head, moving his newly acquired claws and giant tail, covered with tough scales and bio-armor, feeling the unprecedented, surging, and stable torrent of power within his body.

The nuclear reactor crisis, which had once been a persistent threat that could have dragged him into self-destruction at any moment, has been completely resolved!

At this moment, the atomic furnace inside his body is operating with unprecedented efficiency and stability.

The surging energy coursed through the optimized energy circuit, reaching a peak output that even he himself found breathtaking. This was no longer a harbinger of uncontrolled destruction, but rather a colossal force, now under his initial control, powerful enough to transform the world!

To demonstrate the power of this transformation, a stable and profound crimson light began to emanate from the gaps between the scales on Connors' body, the joints, and even deep inside his mouth.

This red light is not the gamma green light of the Hulk, which is full of violent life force, but a symbol of pure energy overload and matter being heated to its limit!

It was so intense that it pierced through his thick flesh and blood, turning the surrounding deep sea water a crimson red, as if igniting the core of a hellish furnace in a ten-thousand-meter abyss!

This red glowing area steadily expanded in absolute darkness, clearly demonstrating the terrifying energy output it possessed at that moment, comparable to the instantaneous release of a strategic nuclear weapon with a mass of tens of millions of tons.

His posture was no longer one of passive defense or painful struggle, but rather one filled with the confidence of controlling power and the desire for revenge. His cold, vertical pupils locked onto Norman's still-regenerating, massive wound.

The creator of this destructive storm—the Hulk—stood in the center of the battlefield like an ancient, angry demon.

His entire body radiated high concentrations and intensities of gamma radiation, and a dense green light rose and rolled like a tangible flame from his bulging muscles, illuminating the deep sea around him as an eerie green realm.

This green light was wild and destructive, a stark contrast to Connors's furnace-like, fiery red light.

His deep, thunderous breathing echoed in the deep sea; that devastating punch seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg of his boundless rage.

His scarlet eyes, burning with fighting spirit, swept between Norman and Connors before finally locking onto Norman, as if assessing where to strike next to finally end this ugly monster.

His gamma energy field, along with the energy emanating from the other two sources (Norman's ghostly green/blue mixed energy and Connors's crimson atomic energy), repelled and compressed each other in the deep sea, forming twisted, shimmering energy boundaries that emitted a low hum, foreshadowing the approach of the next, even more terrifying conflict.

The deathly silence of the deep sea has been completely shattered by the raging roar of energy.

The first to break this terrifying balance is always the most impatient and furious being—the Hulk!

From extreme stillness to extreme motion, the speed that the massive body, tens of meters tall, bursts out underwater defies the common sense of physics!

This is by no means simply driven by muscle strength.

The muscle fibers of the Hulk, which have been completely modified by gamma rays, have a microstructure and energy transfer efficiency that have long surpassed the biological realm.

Each contraction of a muscle fiber is accompanied by an instantaneous jump to the gamma level, generating an explosive thrust with almost no delay!

At the same time, his seemingly rugged physique contains an amazing streamlined optimization underwater—his strong latissimus dorsi muscles are like huge underwater wings, and when his legs push off explosively, a violent cavitation effect is instantly generated near his feet, forming a huge, low-pressure air chamber with amazing propulsion!
This made his advance in the viscous deep sea as fast as a human-shaped torpedo, leaving behind only a vacuum trajectory violently stirred and churning with countless green energy bubbles!
(End of this chapter)