Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1802 Connors' Fear
His level of evolution is far inferior to Connors'; whether it's energy reserves, defensive strength, or combat skills, he's a whole order of magnitude behind.

With Hulk's relentless onslaught, ignoring pain and constantly escalating power, and Connors's devastating, wide-ranging radiation, Green Goblin's defeat was almost inevitable.

Hulk took a hit from Connors's Crimson Heat Ray that just grazed past him, his entire left arm instantly carbonized and charred, the excruciating pain causing him to let out a roar that shattered the seabed.

This extreme pain did not break him; instead, it ignited an even deeper rage!
His remaining right arm unleashed power beyond its limits, gripping Green Goblin Godzilla's relatively slender neck like a hydraulic clamp the moment Green Goblin's movements were slowed as he dodged the heat beams.

Hulk's feet sank deep into the basalt of the seabed, and his abdominal muscles rotated like a steel winch!

"Roar--!!!"

With a tearing sound that made one's scalp explode and Norman Osborn's last, silent, desperate scream before his consciousness completely dissipated, Green Goblin Godzilla's enormous, grotesque head covered in green scales, along with its thick spine encased in heavy muscles and shimmering with a pale phosphorescence, was ripped from its torso by Hulk in the most primal and violent way!
Dark red blood, mixed with strange fluorescence, gushed out like an underwater volcano erupting, instantly staining a large area of ​​the sea red.

Hulk's eyes held no emotion, only the crimson of destruction. He tossed the massive head and spine fragments into the deep sea as if discarding a piece of useless trash.

However, Dr. Connors made a move.

Its massive body twisted with extraordinary agility in the deep sea, its enormous tail stirring up a violent vortex.

His enormous mouth, filled with sharp teeth, opened wide, and a blinding orange-red light instantly shone from the core of his throat.

His decision was not based on pity or camaraderie, but on a cold-blooded judgment derived from his own survival experience—if Connors could survive with only one head (due to his unique genetic optimization pathway and the powerful vitality of Godzilla-like creatures), then Norman Osborn could theoretically do the same!

An enemy with such evolutionary potential, even if only a head remains, must not be allowed any possibility of resurrection! It must be completely eliminated!
"Boom-boom!!!"

A thicker, more powerful beam of radiation, its temperature instantly soaring to nearly a million degrees Celsius, struck precisely the head of the Green Goblin Godzilla, which was slowly sinking.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a chilling hissing sound, as if space itself was being scorched through.

The moment the hot wires made contact, Norman's tough skull and scales melted and vaporized like wax.

The high-temperature plasma easily penetrated the cranial cavity, instantly evaporating the brain tissue, nerve bundles, and all possible bioactive substances within!
The intense light pierced through the murky blood, casting distorted, ghostly shadows on the dark seabed.

When the heat dissipated, all that remained was a massive skull fragment, eroded beyond recognition and with dark red molten metal (possibly a special component of the bone) flowing along its edges, along with wisps of rising black smoke that emitted a burnt smell and strong radiation.

Norman Osborn, the ambitious Green Goblin, along with his highly anticipated Godzilla avatar, was completely wiped out by both physical and energy destruction in this abyss, with no possibility of resurrection.

"pity…"

A calculating regret flashed through Connors' cold mind. "A 'mother' Godzilla that has evolved to such an extent... although not as perfect as me, its genetic sequence is still valuable. It could have been an excellent breeding stock, and the genetic mutations of its offspring could have stimulated my further optimization... Now, I have to spend time and resources to cultivate new 'seeds' again."

The regret vanished as quickly as erasing a line of data, and his full attention was refocused on the entity that was causing even greater trouble—the Hulk!
In the few seconds that Connors was dealing with Norman's remains, an even more astonishing change occurred in Hulk.

The left arm, carbonized by the Crimson Lotus Heat Ray, was peeling off at high speed, and the newly formed muscle tissue underneath was writhing, proliferating, and strengthening like a living thing, shimmering with a deeper, almost dark green metallic luster than before.

His muscles were bulging and his bones were making a dense, popping sound as they grew.

His body, under the baptism of Connors's radiation heat rays that could instantly vaporize steel, was forcibly swelled to a height of 100 meters, the same as Godzilla Connors!

Beneath that charred skin, the newly formed tissue not only possesses stronger physical defenses, but also begins to show an adaptability to extreme high temperatures!
When Connors's heat ray, hot enough to melt an aircraft carrier, struck Hulk's chest again, it still caused terrible burns and scorch marks, but Hulk's body was no longer passively enduring the pain.

The charred surface layer seemed to form a temporary, rough insulating layer, while the deeper tissues were regenerating and strengthening their structure at an unprecedented rate. The efficiency of heat conduction seemed to be decreasing, and the tolerance threshold to heat damage was rapidly increasing!
This is resistance forming!

"impossible!"

A silent cry emanated from the depths of Connors's consciousness, completely overturning his understanding of biological evolution.

"Passive evolution? Instant adaptation? This...this goes beyond the scope of genetic optimization! Is his body...a manifestation of some higher-dimensional 'concept' in the material world?"

Hulk's crimson eyes, like two blood-red stars burning in the abyss, were firmly locked onto Connors, his only remaining and most formidable opponent.

He no longer roared, but that pure, savage rage, which seemed capable of igniting the entire ocean, pierced through the icy seawater and crashed heavily against Connors' will like a tangible shockwave.

The deathly silence of the deep sea was completely shattered, and then filled with even more terrifying sounds.

Hulk slammed his foot off the seabed, instantly turning the hard rock beneath his feet into dust. The enormous recoil propelled his massive green body like a kinetic energy projectile, carrying a violent shockwave powerful enough to displace tens of thousands of tons of seawater, as he charged relentlessly toward Connors!

The water pressure along the way was forcibly compressed, forming a visible white shock cone. His chest, which had just been scorched by the heat and was still hissing, was bulging with muscles like a mountain range, exuding a resolute determination that could shatter the stars.

The energy beam in Connors' pupil (or rather, his pupil-like light-sensitive organ) contracted sharply.

He refrained from firing the hotline again—the other side was adapting to the attack.

Its massive tail slammed against the seabed, stirring up a turbid mudslide, while its entire body used the recoil to shift sideways, attempting to avoid this purely physical impact.

(End of this chapter)