When Valoran meets the hero of American comics

"boom"

The huge body of Abomination flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the buildings and making a loud explosion.

Wei stood there slackly and twisted his body, the arrogance around him brewing in waves.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the dark green giant struggled to get up from the ruins. The red face on the back of his head slowly opened his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the hatred turned from dark green to red, and the body made a "buzzing" sound, as if there were thousands of bees hiding under the skin.

Wei raised her eyebrows and did not rush to attack. She looked back and forth at the opponent's body, thoughtfully.

"What's wrong, Vi?"

Ivan walked over, hating the current performance that made him confused.

"He's healing"

Wei turned her head and burst into laughter when she saw Ivan's appearance. It was the first time she saw the boy in such a mess, with his body covered with gravel and dust, as if he had just been dug out of the ruins.

Almost subconsciously, she reached out and scratched Ivan's cheek. The force was not very strong, but the uneven surface of the power arm still rubbed a layer of tender skin, with faint blood oozing out.

"Ahem, in this state, his body structure is alive. As long as he wants to, he can do almost anything."

With two guilty coughs, Wei's palm lit up with a misty green light, healing the scratch that Ivan had "accidentally" suffered.

Yiwen rolled his eyes and looked at Wei with his hands behind his back as if he were a master. Without saying anything, he focused his attention on the red abomination who stood motionless.

The opponent's performance reminded him of the earthquake caused by Dark Cyan Hatred. Before that, he had been standing there to accumulate energy.

"Evan"

Tony Stark's voice came from the headset, obviously confused by the two people's halting actions. However, out of trust in his teammates, whether it was him who could only provide sporadic long-range firepower, or Death who could switch back and forth between short-range and long-range. The waiters did not move rashly.

"Wei has noticed something, don't attack him yet."

"it is good"

"receive"

"My penetrating punches are hard to withstand. It's not an easy thing for him to recover."

The transformation from "Original Painting" to "Steward of the Iron Fist" has brought about almost all-round improvements to Wei, especially the mastery of Qi. Although it cannot be called "the pinnacle", it can be described as "perfect".

Such an understanding doubled the threat of "Penetrating Fist Strength". Not to mention hating strange beings that were only half flesh and half energy. Even if it really turned into a "Giant of Light", it would not be able to completely ignore "Pi City Law Enforcement". "Guan" punch strength.

"Then why are we waiting here?"

Ivan pointed at the red abomination not far away. No matter how he thought about it at this time, he should "take advantage of his illness and kill him" without leaving any chance for the other party to breathe.

"I could feel a huge amount of heat building up inside him as he healed."

"so"

"So he must switch to the dark cyan state to vent it. If it is released in the red state, it will easily fall into a vicious cycle of healing and destruction, and then the origin will decay and usher in death."

In terms of exploration, Yiwen is far behind Weilai, but when it comes to systematic calculations, he has accumulated enough professional knowledge and is not inferior to his counterpart who relies on his knowledge and experience to find answers.

So after Wei gave a little hint, Ivan could roughly guess the state of Hatred. Even combined with other information, what he learned may be more detailed.

He thought of the rapidly falling red figure, the dark cyan figure after the dust settled, the first earthquake and the second earthquake after accumulating force.

"Yes," Wei nodded, confirming Ivan's guess: "In the state just now, half of his energy was turned into blunt force. Except for my manipulation of Qi to cause internal damage, it is difficult for other attack methods to cause any effective damage to him. , let alone death.”

"But his current state is different. The energy is active, derived from flesh and blood, and ancillary heat accumulation. As long as the key point to break the balance is found, he can self-destruct in the constant healing and recovery."

"Can you accurately find the key point of balance?"

"cannot"

""

Ivan originally just asked casually, but he didn't expect to get a negative answer. He choked for a long time, and it took him a long time to resist the urge to give this "grandmaster" who was watching the enemy from a distance a brain-shattering impulse.

"It's okay if you can't find it," Wei Hun waved his hand nonchalantly, with an expression of being in control, "It's just a matter of two more punches and two less punches. It's not a big deal."

Yi Wen sighed desperately, and wanted to ask more, but suddenly his hair broke out.

"bang"

It was as if the magma beneath the ground was surging toward the surface. With a muffled sound, a hole the size of a basketball exploded in the chest and abdomen of Red Abomination.

"how"

"boom"

In the headset, before Deadpool could finish his question, a huge heat wave appeared from where Abomination was, and then dispersed at an extremely fast speed.

The nearby Avengers, including the agents of SHIELD's action team, were all covered in the hot air, and the exposed skin stung so much that it made people want to scratch it with their hooks and claws.

The ring on his thumb lit up with white light, but it flickered twice and then went out. A sense of dizziness came over him, causing the brave boy to stagger two steps and almost fall to the ground.

Wei supported the exhausted Ivan, a frown on her handsome face.

"bang"

There was another dull thunder, and the cocoon-like dust adsorbed around was blasted out a gap, and the hatred inside had turned into a blazing flame.

"bang"

With the third gunshot, most of the flames were extinguished, and the main body of the abomination disappeared, leaving only the remaining fireballs burning quietly around it.

"bang"

The fourth gunshot sounded, and the huge blood-red rose bloomed high and high. There seemed to be unwilling souls roaring in the dark, but in the end it still fell into nothingness.

"Tap Tap"

The crisp sound of stamping hit the hearts of those present like a drumbeat. A strange man appeared on top of the half-collapsed building. Behind him, there seemed to be boundless waves of blood spreading forward. Against the background, he seemed to be walking between the hell of sin and purgatory. bard of time.

"The fortune teller", Jin.

Different from his previous image, the hem of his pure white trench coat was now covered with blood stains, and the dark silver mask was painted with dried blood marks on his forehead.

But his grace remained the same, standing on the ruins overlooking the others, chanting in his unique tone unhurriedly: "Prologue, Interlude, Climax, Sublimation"

"This is art"

"Every bullet is a ray of my soul, every gunfire is a ray of my life."

"I am intoxicated by this, because the moment when your beloved whispers is the most beautiful song."

Having said this, Jin bowed slightly, as if an artist on stage was thanking the audience: "Kada Jin, bring you a solo dance under the blood moon."