Super God: If I punch you, you will die

Then he punched the cursed warrior on the head.

This was the first time the Cursed Warrior had encountered such a formidable opponent, and he excitedly brandished his weapon. He clashed with the Hulk, and everything around them instantly turned to ruins.

This is a war between giants.

No one else could get involved.

"Let's go and wipe out those invaders." Captain America, Steve, looked up at the invading warships and the clamoring dark warriors.

He was full of passion.

We will absolutely not lose to these ruthless invaders.

Justice will prevail.

Natasha moved across the battlefield like a black panther, nimbly dodging the attacks of the warships while snapping the heads of dark warriors one by one.

"We have no air combat units."

Natasha said in a communications channel.

This left them with no choice but to passively take the beating, which was Steve's only concern. He threw his shield, sending a large group of dark warriors flying.

The situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable.

The cursed warrior's fighting power not only didn't decrease but actually increased; he was completely provoked and enraged by the Hulk. He wanted to wipe out everyone.

These despicable humans actually tried to stop him.

Especially this green-skinned monster.

"Why haven't we seen Stark yet?"

Steve asked.

"No, Steve, the few of us are no match for such a massive army, and this monster... Our only hope now is him. Lin Yan, do you remember the Battle of New York? His skills were undeniable."

"He is clearly the best choice than Stark."

Natasha had always admired Lin Yan, especially his heroic fighting prowess, which haunted her dreams and made her think of him day and night.

At this moment, her words seem to make a lot of sense.

"Be careful."

Steve called out.

He rushed over at lightning speed. Natasha barely dodged the attack, while Steve was sent flying backward and buried in the rubble.

He stood up from the ruins, looking disheveled, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"The opponent's attack power is very strong."

This was Steve's first thought. Without flinching, he stood before the cursed warrior, raised his shield, and declared, "As superheroes, we will never back down. The invaders will be defeated, and justice will prevail."

Steve boosted morale.

The others were also dumbfounded.

This is the epitome of a superhero, Captain America, Steve Rogers. He has countless admirers, yet he has been wounded by a single blow from a cursed warrior.

What a difference in strength!

The cursed warrior looked down at the superheroes and the trembling soldiers, his voice full of disdain.

"Too weak, you ants."

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"Too weak, you ants."

The cursed warrior's enormous body hurtled towards them like a cannonball, instantly breaking the sound barrier with overwhelming force.

"careful.".

Natasha's face turned deathly pale. Such an attack would have broken bones and tendons, or even worse, for Captain America, Steve Rogers.

Such astonishing explosive power.

The body reacted instantly, but the distance was too far.

Moreover, Natasha's strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, or an egg striking a rock, in front of the cursed warrior.

He's courting death.

"Hulk!"

Natasha screamed hysterically, and then she saw the Hulk leap into the air, his muscles bursting with incredible power.

He roared.

Rumble, rumble!

They collided, and the violent shockwave could be felt even by Natasha, who was quite far away. She lost her balance and almost fell over.

The others were even more horrified.

"So powerful."

"It's comparable to this monster."

"Is there any hope for us?"

"Kill that monster, kill him, kill that serial killer."

……

Hulk possesses superhuman strength, speed, and stamina. His abilities are linked to his emotions; he typically becomes more powerful when he's angrier.

It possesses a strength exceeding 100 tons, and its entire body is protected by skin that can withstand physical attacks, melee weapons, bullets, and bomb explosions.

Possessing exceptionally well-developed leg muscles, they can jump, traverse long distances, and run at high speeds.

He is like a walking fortress, capable of unleashing astonishing explosive power and destructive force anytime, anywhere.

"Before my cursed warrior, you are all ants."

The cursed warrior laughed loudly, for he was a cursed warrior who possessed the cursed power bestowed upon him by the dark elf Malekith, and was invincible.

He wanted to secure the first victory for Malekith.

Destroy the entire Earth.

Slaughter these insignificant humans.

The cursed warrior's mission is to kill, kill, kill...

"Hahahahaha."

The collision with Hulk didn't cause the Cursed Warrior the slightest damage; his body was like an indestructible god. Such a brute force impact didn't even leave a small wound.

boom! !

The cursed warrior stomped his foot on the ground, and the hard ground shattered like a crisp biscuit, appearing so vulnerable.

Hulk raised his hand to defend himself.

The powerful force made Hulk's muscles tense. He felt an unprecedented impact and his body slumped.

"This force... is really... strong."

Hulk's face was contorted with bulging veins. He was a superhero who relied on strength to win, yet he was being suppressed by an intruder.

The disparity in strength between the two sides became immediately apparent.

The Cursed Warrior looked at the Hulk with a mocking expression; he enjoyed slowly toying with his prey until it was exhausted.

This was the first time he had ever encountered such a powerful monster.

If he weren't stronger, he would have been defeated long ago.

"Hahaha, just admit defeat."

The cursed warrior's mocking laughter irritated the Hulk's nerves; he had never suffered such humiliation. The more provoked and enraged the Hulk, the stronger he became, but at this moment, his anger seemed to be suppressed.

Their strength is simply no match for it.

"Hulk strikes!"

The Hulk roared, exerting all his strength...

Just then, a voice rang out behind the Hulk, "Is this the monster you're talking about? It's really ugly. What? Need my help?"

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Do you need my help?

With a cool, classic combination of gold and red, Stark dons the newly developed Mark 10 armor, intending to regain his former glory.

He vowed that he would no longer be the Iron Man who was abused and reduced to a younger brother.

He wants to start anew.

In addition to the redesigned helmet, hips, and legs, the flight capability was also redesigned and enhanced with motorized thrusters.

The current Mark armor is more refined and powerful.

"Stark, hurry up!"

Natasha urged.

She was actually a little disappointed; the person she was waiting for wasn't the one and only god in her heart—Lin Yan. He was the invincible, unbeatable, and only male god.

of course.

Stark's arrival also rekindled a glimmer of hope for her.

After all, something is better than nothing.

"Try this one."

Stark's shoulder-mounted weapon bay opened, and a miniature missile hurtled toward the Cursed Warrior in a graceful arc, a sight that pleased him greatly.

A beautiful attack, perfect speed.

“Jarvis, help me calculate the weaknesses of this big monster. Of course, I know his biggest weakness is that he is too ugly and feels ashamed in front of me.”

"Okay, sir, data analysis in progress..."

Jarvis remained as dedicated and responsible as ever.

However, Stark's cool demeanor lasted only three seconds before his smile froze instantly.

This is Stark's latest secret weapon, a super missile that is said to be able to breach the world's most fortified strongholds.

The instant it collided with the cursed warrior—

It's gone silent!

"That was just a small mistake; the real show is about to begin."

Stark extended his arm, a laser weapon on it shooting out a blinding beam of light. "Shameless invaders! You expect me, Stark, to stop your inhuman slaughter? As a superhero, I, Stark, have an inescapable duty..."

He hadn't even finished speaking.

Boom!

The terrifying force instantly sent the arrogant Stark flying backward, and the entire Mark armor flashed red lights wildly.

"Armor damage rate 12%, left leg weapon concealment hatch malfunctioned!"

A self-checking beep sounded.

Stark's expression turned even more unpleasant.

This scene feels strangely familiar. He, Stark, is no pushover.

no way!

Hulk's injuries were severe and would be difficult to recover in a short time. Moreover, he was surrounded by a number of dark elf warriors and was too busy to help himself.

Natasha was even more overwhelmed.

As for Captain America, Steve Rogers, he was shouting slogans as he moved closer, but he was also too busy to be in two places at once.