Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1779 Invincible Captain
boom--!
A deafening roar, unlike any ordinary explosion, erupted within the cramped escape pod as if space itself were being torn apart! This was not an external attack, but the final judgment of the brutal genetic war within Steve Rogers' body.

The Mark XLVIII deep-sea suit, painstakingly crafted by Tony Stark and riddled with cracks and flickering with overloaded energy circuits after repeated battles, finally reached its limit.

It is no longer an armor, but more like a fragile shell binding a volcano about to erupt.

A violent energy, a mixture of gamma radiation green light and the dark golden glow unique to Godzilla cells, burst forth from every pore and muscle fiber of Steve's body, like a supernova suppressed to the extreme!

This substantial shockwave instantly filled the cramped cabin space.

Even the most resilient nanofibers are as fragile as dry fallen leaves in the face of this destructive energy that comes from within.

They were not burned by flames, but were completely shattered and disintegrated at the molecular level by a pure torrent of energy!
In an instant, the protective suit turned into billions of fragments and twisted metal debris that shimmered with a ghostly blue light, as if it had been crushed and flung out by an invisible giant hand.

These deadly shrapnel projectiles shot out at astonishing speeds in all directions, slamming against the bulkheads with a series of chilling, rapid impacts—clanging and banging—like a sudden downpour hitting a tin roof. Each sound signified that the small escape pod was heading towards complete disintegration.

The restraints are gone!

He is no longer the Captain America tormented by pain and mutation.

A brand new being, exuding an aura of primal power, suddenly broke free from its restraints and stood tall amidst the violently shaking wreckage and the raging flood of seawater!
The emergency lights flickered erratically amidst the violent shaking, their swaying light casting a suffocating silhouette across him.

Dark blue!

An unprecedented color covered his entire body—it was neither the azure of the sky nor the deep blue of gemstones, but the abyss blue of the deepest trench on Earth, a blue that cut off all sunlight and warmth.

Cold and heavy, as if it contained the pressure of billions of seawater, its surface gleamed with a strange, metallic sheen, like the scales of a deep-sea predator. This skin was incredibly tough, replacing the original tissue and becoming its new boundary.

Beneath the skin lies a horrifyingly reconstructed body.

Each muscle appears to have been forged in a high-pressure furnace and sculpted from the hardest blue basalt, exhibiting an explosive bulge and swell.

The lines are not the chaotic expansion full of primal destruction like those of the Hulk, but rather concise, hard, and smooth, like mountain rocks that have been honed by wind and sand for millions of years, containing pure and terrifying physical kinetic energy.

His skeletal structure thickened and strengthened in tandem, with bone density and structural strength reaching inhuman levels. This caused his already imposing body to rise even higher, and the narrow escape pod ceiling almost touched his forehead, which was as full as an ancient deity sculpture and covered with deep blue skin, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression that seemed to burst through the metal cage.

However, what is most shocking is that face!

Although covered in the same deep, metallic blue, the contours of the face—the square jaw that symbolizes an indomitable will, the straight nose that symbolizes a steadfast character, and especially the eyes—have been miraculously preserved!
It wasn't the pure, out-of-control, destructive green beastly eye that Hulk saw.

These eyes are still Steve Rogers' signature deep blue eyes!
At this moment, deep within those profound blue eyes, it seemed as if two turbulent underground rivers were surging and churning. One was the wild and untamed green light of gamma energy, attempting to incinerate everything, like molten lava forcibly suppressed beneath a glacier, scorching and dangerous; the other was a dark golden halo originating from Godzilla's ancient bloodline, as hot, primal, and full of destructive and regenerative power as deep within the Earth's core.

These two opposing yet equally powerful forces collided and merged fiercely in the crucible of his will, ultimately being forcibly restrained and controlled by the steely will of Steve Rogers, tempered by countless battles.

That look in his eyes conveyed the extreme endurance of bearing the excruciating pain of genetic tearing, the heavy burden of wielding world-destroying power, and an unwavering belief in survival and protection.

His signature blond hair didn't disappear or become messy like it does when the Hulk transforms.

They transformed into a very special platinum gold color, as if instantly frozen at absolute zero, losing their original warm luster and presenting a cold metallic texture.

His wet hair clung to his full, deep blue forehead and sideburns, creating a strange yet inhumanly majestic contrast with his abyss-like skin.

He is neither Bruce Banner's Hulk nor a pure Godzilla monster.

He retained the basic outline of a "human", but was a giant with a height of nearly three meters, dark blue skin, and muscles like living mountains!
A deep blue titan possessing the soul of Steve Rogers!

He lowered his head, his gaze focusing on his gigantic fist, covered in deep blue skin, with knuckles as thick as steel ingots, yet still clearly retaining the shape of a human hand.

Slowly spread your fingers, feeling the surging power beneath every inch of your skin; then clench them tightly!
Snap! Snap! Snap—!
The knuckles emitted a dull, terrifying sound, like giant granite blocks colliding and crushing each other, which could still be clearly heard in the cabin filled with the noise of seawater.

An unprecedented sense of power, enough to shake mountains and tear the earth apart, was like a dormant volcano that had been sleeping for millions of years suddenly awakening within him!

This force is no longer an external serum effect that requires adaptation, but has become a part of his body, his new "normal state".

He could feel every cell roaring, containing kinetic energy beyond human comprehension.

Consciousness! Steve Rogers' consciousness remains!

Super Soldier Serum (SSS) – a creation born in the flames of World War II, symbolizing humanity's pursuit of the ultimate will – has demonstrated its core value in this unprecedented three-way genetic battle between Gamma, Godzilla, and SSS: it is not merely a power amplifier, but also the ultimate fortress of spirit and will.

At the most critical moment, it firmly protected Steve Rogers's rational core, which had endured hardships and remained steadfast in the face of adversity!

This distinguishes him from the Hulk, and from those beings consumed by power.

He is the master of power, not a slave.

(End of this chapter)