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"Hulk is much more powerful than I expected. My intelligence level is not enough for me to fully tap the power in Hulk's blood. This is troublesome..."

Mr. Lan also had his own concerns. He planned to escape and hide for a while immediately after the injection.

"If you are still clear-headed, you can come to me again. Maybe we will have a chance to cooperate again."

Mr. Lan said this. He thought that there would be no next time for Bronski. Bronski simply could not withstand the power of the serum. The best outcome would be that he would suffer a genetic mutation, be arrested, and be thrown into prison where he would be experimented on to death by the authorities.

hoohoo!

Sure enough, Bronsky began to transform. His body swelled and broke through the ceiling. His skin became like a lizard, and sharp bone spurs grew on his back.

"Power, this is power!"

Bronski was extremely excited, his face distorted as he felt the great power bursting out of his body.

What followed was the anger that followed this power like a shadow, mixed with Bronski's own thoughts, and condensed into a new emotion - hatred.

Bronski named himself "Abomination" because he possessed super powers. This was to regain the self-esteem he lost from Hulk. It was also the name he gave himself when he wanted to kill Hulk to prove that he was the strongest.

"Abomination, huh? I guess you don't have a chance to take revenge on Hulk, because I'm here."

Several aliens broke in through the window, moving swiftly across the walls and the ground, surrounding the abomination.

Mr. Lan shuddered, turned his gaze away from the abomination, and looked at these creatures of unknown origin in surprise.

As a biologist, he knew at a glance that these unheard-of creatures might not be natural creatures—at least not natural creatures on Earth. Because no natural creature on Earth would have a body structure like an exoskeleton, let alone look so... sci-fi.

At first glance, Mr. Lan was deeply attracted by this creature and even slowed down his escape.

When a messenger alien was lying not far from him, "staring" at him with its eyeless head, he could no longer move. He could only stick carefully to the wall, moving slowly, trying to stay away from the mad hatred.

"Did Ross send you? This is ridiculous. He used to be my general and used ridiculous rules to restrict me. Now it's my turn to manage him! I'm stronger than him!" All kinds of violent thoughts filled the disgusting head.

"You are stronger than him? That's great. If I am stronger than you, it would be reasonable for me to take everything from you."

As Duva said this, his eyes scraped back and forth across the burly Abomination like knives.

To be honest, Abomination is ugly, at least much uglier than Hulk, but Duva doesn't mind that.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

"Appreciative look. In my eyes, you will be very beautiful when you change into another form." Duva did not hesitate to praise and love her.

Hate was startled, thinking that this little guy was probably crazy, so he raised his foot and stepped on him.

Beautiful? Ugly? He had just felt that his mind seemed a little crazy and he could not control himself. Now it seemed that this stranger had gone crazy a long time ago.

There was a hideous grin on the corner of his mouth, with sharp teeth sticking out, and he hated and longed for the touch of flesh paste on his feet.

Boom!

The person didn't step on it, but he just broke the floor and created a deep pit.

"You don't even have the energy to hit someone, but you still have the nerve to say you want to hit the Hulk?"

Duva retreated at a speed far beyond that of an ordinary person and gestured. Soon, more aliens appeared all around, surrounded the abomination and launched an attack together.

The aliens, which are generally no taller than three meters, undoubtedly seem too small compared to the four-meter-tall, muscular abominations, but their numbers are greater!

Eleven aliens launched attacks one after another. The strongest blood alien rushed to the front and swung its tail to stab the eyes of hatred.

"What a joke! You can use these things to deal with me?"

It was also the first time that Abomination saw an alien, but he was not afraid at all. He reached out his hand with a wild laugh and grabbed an alien that was a beat slower. With a cruel smile on his face, he squeezed it hard with both hands.

Snapped!

But unfortunately, we didn't see a sea of ​​red, but a sea of ​​green instead.

That’s right, Hulk’s green, but this green blood is an extremely powerful acid. Just when it gets on Abomination’s palm, Abomination lets out an earth-shattering wail!

It hurts, it hurts so much!

Faced with this kind of blood that can corrode super alloys instantly, even if the abominable skin can withstand the explosion of a rocket launcher, it can't withstand it!

Zizi!

The skin was burned, the flesh disappeared, revealing the white bones. What's worse, even the bones were breaking.

Fortunately, the Abomination has a strong self-healing ability. With a roar, the injuries began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But taking advantage of this precious gap, more aliens pounced on them.

There were also several messenger aliens that quickly climbed the walls, looking for the right opportunity to spit strong acid, leaving large scars on the abominations.

The abomination roared continuously. With his size, any alien caught by him would be fine even if they lost limbs. Only the blood alien was a little better because it had higher physical strength and could withstand it.

"What the hell is this!"

Abomination killed three aliens in a row, but was also extremely troubled by the siege of these aliens.

The cooperation between the aliens was really good. When he was about to catch an alien, the other aliens would always seize the opportunity to attack, forcing him to change targets. Of course, he didn't have to change targets, but he would have to pay the price of getting injured.

The Abomination once again captured an Alien, but the price was not light. A Blood Alien rushed up, opened its mouth and spit out the Inner Nest Fang.

The tongue-like inner nest teeth stretched out at a speed faster than a bullet, the top teeth bit the hateful eyes, and then pulled hard, splashing a flower of blood.

The Abomination let out a painful howl, and the successful blood alien tore at his flesh and blood, quickly recovering its strength and injuries by drinking his blood.

"Now is the time to hug your face." Duva was wandering in the outermost safe area, looking for an opportunity, and it finally came.

That's right, the reason why he accepted Blade's personal invitation and took the risk to participate in this operation was for this moment.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 9 Face hug success

From beginning to end, Duva never positioned himself as a "good guy".

Because, quite simply, he can't be a superhero.

It's not that he lacks the basic concept of judging good and evil, but because once the special power he possesses - the alien - is exposed, which can parasitize and break the chest of a living being to seize its life force and achieve transcendence, he will not be accepted by certain groups in this world.

Once exposed, even the most righteous superhero would be wary of him and be alert to him.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Duva joined this action reluctantly because of hatred.

Blade, or rather S.H.I.E.L.D. who is observing him, must think that this action is Duval grabbing the olive branch extended by them, which is essentially a disguised way of showing goodwill and closeness to them through this action.

According to normal development, Duvall, who has a strong sense of justice, is willing to take risks for the missions issued by SHIELD. SHIELD will evaluate and judge. Maybe one day in the future, Duvall will join the special teams formed by SHIELD as a superhero - not necessarily the Avengers, because SHIELD has many special forces, and the Avengers under construction is just one of them.

This is how the normal process should be. Dua does meet the special "aesthetics" of some people: he has a special "power" that is superior to others, he is wise, he has a clean background, and he is simply perfect.

Unfortunately, all of this is false, based on the premise that they don't know that the alien population is growing in such a shocking way and its growth potential is simply inestimable.

"It's hard to become a superhero, but that doesn't matter. I don't need to go to great lengths to get close to some guy, so I'll just take another path... I can't make everyone respect my character, but I can make everyone fear my power."

Duva's mind was very clear. As long as he had strong enough military force, there would be no problem.

Hatred is the key at the moment. As long as we can get Hatred and use its body to cultivate the first warrior alien, the comprehensive power in Duva's hands will usher in its first leap forward.

Of course, if it really succeeded, the result would be enough to shock the world, and then Duva and the alien would be officially exposed to many dangerous guys, but Duva didn't want to care about such trivial things and would deal with them after getting the Abomination.

As long as the speed of strength growth exceeds the speed of crisis arrival, all forms of adventurous actions are worthwhile. The key is that the characteristic of the alien creature is that as long as it finds the right host, the speed of its strength transformation will be extremely exaggerated.

Swish!

Duva took out an egg.

The four petals opened, and a face hugger quietly crawled out.

Abomination didn't see this, but he saw it while hiding in the corner, praying to God that he wouldn't be killed by the flying debris, and staring at the alien Mr. Blue obsessively.

What was that? Judging from its size, it looked like an ostrich egg, but the eggshell was soft. A strange creature had crawled out of the egg and was moving flexibly. Its goal seemed to be...

Hate.

Mr. Lan was shocked and couldn't believe his eyes. How could such a little thing, a newborn at that, dare to have such hateful thoughts?

"No matter what method I use, I will not succeed. Abomination is my most proud work. Even if I am besieged and killed by creatures that can release strong acid, I will not lose to this little thing." This thought flashed through Mr. Lan's mind.

Judging from the battle situation, although Abomination is in a very miserable state and his strong body is in tatters, he is not defeated. As time goes by, the powerful force from Hulk's bloodline is quickly healing his injuries, and his anger is slowly increasing his strength.

Although the growth momentum soon stopped, perhaps because the potential of the serum had been exhausted, but even so, he could still easily punch with a force of hundreds of tons, and the aliens would be either killed or injured if they were hit.

As the battle continued, more and more aliens were killed, and not even a complete corpse was left. But even if they died, the aliens would use up their last bit of strength to die on the abomination, letting their blood spill all over the abomination, which caused the abomination to suffer even more terrible injuries.

This level of loss was gradually becoming too much for the hatred to bear.

"Very nice little bug, but it's still not enough! With this kind of power, are you qualified to fight me?!"

With a hateful grin, in just a short while, he had killed five aliens, the five strongest ones at that, and the rest were mostly smaller ones.

Even though one of his arms and shoulders were corroded to the point where only the skeleton was left, he was still able to hold on.

Victory belongs to the strong, to the great Abomination, Abomination thought so, he would kill these bugs, then find Duva, cruelly crush him, then find a place to rest, and finally kill Hulk to prove that he is the strongest and there is nothing wrong with him pursuing power!

Just at this moment, when the abomination felt a little tired and was delighted that victory was in sight.

The facehugger found the right opportunity and lay on the back of a messenger. When the abomination grabbed it, it fully demonstrated its extraordinary agility, crawled quickly along the abomination's finger bones, and successfully jumped onto the abomination's face.

"what?"

Abomination used both hands to tear the messenger alien into two halves. This was too easy for him to deal with the aliens that parasitized ordinary mammals one by one.

But his arrogance still made him fall into the trap. Who would have thought that the real killer move would be such a small thing?

Even with the power of hatred, he still felt dizzy for a moment after being covered in the face by the facehugger, but the dizziness was soon dissipated by anger. He pinched the unresponsive facehugger with two fingers and threw it against the wall, smashing it into a pulp.

Zizi!

The remains of the facehugger exploded, corroding the wall as well.

"Such a small thing has this kind of blood in its body? The scientist who made this thing is really crazy, but the power obtained by this method is nothing compared to mine."

Only extreme power is the future. This is the conclusion that Abomination came to after observing Hulk and personally gaining some of Hulk's power.

It seems that he needs to work harder to kill all these disgusting creatures, and then get rid of the young man whose origin is unknown but who is determined to go against him.

But when the Abomination went to hunt other aliens with a ferocious face, he was surprised to see that these aliens quickly retreated and gathered together, and the young man appeared at a farther position without knowing when.

"Bronsky, we will meet again soon, in another form."

A smile broke out on Duva's face. After confirming that the parasitism was successful, the stone in his heart fell to the ground. No matter how crazy the hatred roared, he thought this big guy was very cute.

The more majestic and powerful he was, the more pleased Duva was, just like a kind old father.

He was so angry and blood-thirsty that he paid a huge price and suffered serious injuries before he could even taste the pain. He immediately grabbed a piece of reinforced concrete and threw it hard at Duva.

Duva stood there motionless with a gentle expression. The five remaining aliens moved at the same time, blocking in front of Duva, stretching out their claws and lifting them upwards together. With a loud bang, the reinforced concrete was blown away.

Duva's face was revealed in the flying dust.

The ultimate in elegance and calmness.

The hatred roared and strode over. Duva leaped and easily appeared more than ten meters away. This physical fitness was obviously not that of an ordinary person, which surprised the hatred.

After Duva successfully escaped, this series of actions made Abomination unable to understand.

"Next time we meet, I will kill this bastard!!" The Abomination took the time to repair his wounds and punched the wall angrily, causing a piece of the ceiling to fall off and hit his head.

"But we don't know who he is," said Mr. Lan.

Abomination kicked forward, almost blowing poor Mr. Blue to pieces, but fortunately or unfortunately, Mr. Blue hit a bottle of Hulk serum that he had not finished using and carefully sealed.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 10: Ancient One's Troubles

The battle between Abomination and Dua attracted a lot of people's attention.

"It looks like the battle is very intense, but who are you fighting against?" Blade said, standing on a tall building in the distance and looking down.

"I found a replica of Hulk and went to say hello." Duva's expression was calm.

"If you can clean your pets' bodies and heal their injuries, maybe I will believe what you say."

Blade showed a creepy smile and pointed at the aliens around Duva: "It seems that you have suffered a lot of losses. This will easily give your enemies the opportunity to kill you."

"Don't worry, I'm not that easy to kill. If the enemies you mean are vampires, I hope there will be as many of them as possible." Duva said.

Blade looked at these aliens carefully, thoughtfully. He could see that Duva had extraordinary confidence in the creatures he created. In addition, he had never seen the alien with the crown on its head.

The two chatted intermittently until the barely recovered Hatred appeared on the street roaring.