Marvel Reverses Wolverine

"Mr. Fantastic" Reed Richards' body deformed and extended into an oval umbrella shape, and his hands and feet stretched nearly ten meters like ropes, wrapping around the stone man's body.

Black Panther T'Chaka's armor was wrapped with a three-finger-thick blue-black chain, and he was crouching on Ben Graem's millstone-like back.

Reed, who was slowly descending from a high altitude, could even achieve the effect of a paraglider by adjusting and deforming his body slightly, and quickly dived towards the green giant running wildly on the mountain.

"Reed! This scene is really familiar. I understand how this big green man feels."

The stone man looked at the out-of-control Dr. Bruce Banner and roared, seeming to recall the situation when he escaped from the Howlett Group's experimental base.

His roar quickly moved away as Richards loosened the entangled rubber hands and feet, falling straight towards the Hulk's back like a bomb.

boom!

At the moment of impact, the panther jumped back and forth nimbly and landed on a beech branch. Like a real leopard, it clasped its hands on the bark and stared down cautiously.

Under the searchlight cast by the armed helicopters in the sky and General Ross's energy engine fighter, a dark green figure lying in the pit shook his head, his chest rising and falling with a muffled roar as he slowly stood up.

The stone man's weight of hundreds of kilograms and the momentum of his fall from a height of 100 meters hit the Hulk's back, but he was not blasted into a puddle of mud on the spot. It was just like being beaten with a sap.

The green body of more than two meters and three meters is covered with explosive muscles. Not only the back muscles are condensed like steel cables, but it seems that even the most inconspicuous small muscle groups in the human body have multiplied into fist-sized bulges of meat.

The arms are longer than the knees, and the forearms are almost as thick as the upper arms and as thick as an adult male's waist. The legs look a bit short, but are as strong as a tree trunk that cannot be hugged by a person.

The excessively proliferated and enlarged body burst through all the clothes, shaking out the terrifying lump under the crotch, completely exposing the green flesh.

The "Stone Man", who is also a big man, is similar to the Hulk in the horizontal dimension, but his stature is only just enough to reach the opponent's chest, and he looks much "miniature".

"Hoho. Hulk! Hulk!"

Bang!

The Hulk, who had regained consciousness, suddenly turned his head, and punched the stone man who was in disbelief and daze with a punch that broke the sound barrier. He knocked the broken stone dozens of meters away, and continued to hit him several times along the way. It broke the tree trunks in the forest.

The green giant who became a result of the experimental accident no longer looks like Dr. Banner.

His head was enlarged to the same proportion, with a huge mouth with white teeth like steel ingots and eyes like copper bells. His thick short black hair was thickly branched, but he still retained the outline of human facial features and basic body structure. .

The texture of the Hulk's skin is also more similar to the organic tissue of flesh and blood, which is completely different from the form of Ben Graham who is almost transformed into a silicon-based life form, but the physical strength and toughness are still greater.

"Hulk! Smash! Hulk!"

The Hulk kept roaring short and single words in his mouth. He seemed to be disgusted by the strong light cast from the sky. He casually pulled up a tree as thick as a telephone pole and threw it up, blasting through an armed Black Hawk helicopter.

The old Black Panther T'Chaka under the helmet looked like a cunning civet cat. Even with the vibranium armor all over his body, he had no intention of actively stepping forward to try to compete with this violent giant.

Immediately after Reed fell from the sky, he stretched out his rubber arms to explore the Hulk's legs. As soon as they made contact, they quickly spread and became entangled. But before he could exert any force to pull, the giant kicked forward suddenly, pulling the "magic" "Sir" was pulled forward like a spring.

puff.

A punch struck, and only a dull sound came from the body that was beaten into a ball of plasticine. The Hulk looked at his copper basin-sized fist suspiciously, pinched Reed's super rubber body and shook it vigorously. .

Dr. Richards, who is almost immune to all physical potential energy attacks, rapidly extends his body like an octopus. Whether it is the trunk, neck, or limbs and fingers, they all become strong rubber elastic bands to wrap up the Hulk's body.

The stone man who had just been blown away also ran back with rumbling steps, leaped forward and punched the Hulk twice on the chin. While he was being entangled in circles by Richards, he was getting closer and closer. Pumping his fists and smashing them.

At this time, the Black Panther finally jumped down, thrust out inch-long silver claws from his five fingers, found the Hulk's exposed skin that was not tightly bound, and slashed it down, making several cuts on his cheek. Green mouth.

"Roar!"

The pain of seeing blood once again stimulated the unconscious Dr. Banner. He suddenly no longer controlled the roar and roar, but clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his cheeks bulged high.

The Hulk's eyes were covered with green threads, and he looked straight at the Black Panther and the Stone Man in front of him, letting them scratch and attack him, and bit by bit, inch by inch, he opened up the body that was bound tightly to his side by the rubber body. arm.

"What a joke!"

The long snake-like neck dragged Richards' head and his eyes turned pale. He hurriedly wrapped around the Hulk a few more times, but the other person still stretched out his limbs steadily.

Richards knew in his heart how powerful his body was when tightened at maximum strength, and could even twist and deform the super-alloy steel column like a python strangulation.

Even if the stone man is completely entangled by him like this, he will be completely unable to move and unable to resist.

"Ben! T'Chaka! Hurry!" Reid yelled while constantly tightening the restraints, seeing that his body was almost stretched to the limit.

The stone man stopped punching and took a few steps back, then charged forward with all his strength, knocking over the Hulk.

The Black Panther took off the vibranium chain wrapped around his body, and the neatly wrapped lock clasped the Hulk's tree stump-like ankle, waved to the armed fighter in the sky, and connected the hook chain of the aircraft at the other end of the lock.

But before the fighter plane could lift him up, the Hulk, who was lying on the ground, jumped on his waist and made a movement similar to "carp kicking". Instead, the plane fell straight down, hitting him and exploding instantly.

Under the fierce firelight, the unfettered Hulk's face quickly healed from the injuries caused by the black panther's claws and the stone man. The loose teeth that were pushed out of his mouth were pushed out by the new teeth, and he collapsed under his feet. With a vibranium chain in his hand, he took a step forward with ferocious eyes and instantly clasped T'Chaka's body.

Then he saw the stone man emerging from the explosion ruins. He raised his hand and punched him into the ground. Only half of his body and head were exposed. He stomped on him one by one as if he was kicking rocks to vent his anger.

Looking down from a high altitude, one can vaguely see the Hulk venting his anger amid the smoke and flames.

He grabbed the Black Panther's legs and smashed T'Chaka, who was wearing a suit of armor, on the head of the stone man.

Richards, who was a little burned by the flames, just wanted to step forward and continue fighting, when he was hit by the flying black panther. Then the Hulk spread his hands and closed his palms to strike, and the blast of sound was even more overwhelming. Richards couldn't get any closer.

"Strike, your people had better be useful. The explosion will soon attract attention. If the 'Whip of Order' finds out, I will have to hand you all over to them."

Admiral Ross, who was always watching from above, looked grim. His guards had already drawn their weapons and pointed them at William Stryker. The newly formed alliance was about to break.

"Understood. Understood. This can be used to pin the cause of the experiment's failure on us. Once you are used to the operation, you will understand. Don't be too anxious, General Ross. This battle is not over yet. Dr. Banner has become so powerful after being transformed. You should be happy."

Stryker used his cane to push away the pistol pointed at him. Although he was also worried, he still pretended to be in control of the overall situation, pulling open the side of the hatch and looking down.

His eyes flickered, as if he was waiting for a miracle to happen.

Bang! Bang! Bang.

Step by step, the Hulk, who hit out a shock wave with his palms, was already in front of Richards. After being beaten by three people, he did not show any injuries or fatigue. Instead, with the blessing of anger, his strength increased to a higher level. The same At the beginning of the fight, they were in completely different states.

Just as Reed's mind was rapidly thinking of ways to subdue the Hulk, the rushing air wave suddenly decreased by half. His head, which had been pressed into a pie shape, quickly returned to its original shape, and the Hulk's feet seemed to be drunk. Staggering, his palms no longer had the strength of the combined blow just now, and they patted lightly again and again.

With a bang, he fell to the ground and fainted.

As the body's tissues shrank rapidly, the dark green color on the skin receded like a tide, leaving only a naked, medium-sized white man with only a few ounces of flesh lying next to the ruins of the plane explosion.

"Look, what I said! Hahaha, happy cooperation, General Ross."

Stryker looked at Dr. Banner who had returned to his original shape on the ground, and looked at Admiral Ross with a smile.

The knuckles of the cane he held were a little white, and his body was swaying slightly with excessive excitement, preparing a plan that he had been holding back for decades.

Finally, I saw hope.

The most chaotic neighborhood in New York is located on the west bank of Manhattan Island in West Midtown, a place known as "Hell's Kitchen."

William Stryker dragged his broken leg up the creaky old wooden stairs step by step and returned to the rented room at the deepest floor.

When you push the door open, you will be greeted by a stench filled with the smell of rotten wood and mold. A narrow spring bed lies in the innermost part of the room. Apart from an old-fashioned TV gathering dust, there is no other decent object.

It was empty as if no one had ever lived there.

Stryker did not turn on the light, but just sat quietly on the edge of the low bed and said nothing. After a while, a blue halo flashed past, and a pair of toes wearing metal boots came into his sight.

"Tony Stark, who has been very popular recently, used the technology of the Ark energy reactor to create a comprehensive armor. He has been somewhat repelled by the Howlett Group since he was a child, and he has always been dissatisfied with the special characteristics of the mutant group. Regarding the treatment, can I get in touch with you?"

Stryker's hoarse voice sounded softly. After a while, a strange figure suddenly appeared in his room, speaking with a faint accent that he had never heard before, and said haltingly:

"'Iron Man', he is an interesting person, but he is not like you Avengers who hate James Howlett. Well~ give it a try, I'm looking forward to it."

A square dark blue energy light panel rose from the figure's feet and above its head. As the two light panels closed together, they finally merged into one point and disappeared. Except for William Stryker, who was sitting alone, there was no trace of anyone else in the room.

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Dozens of kilometers away, in Tony Stark's villa on the coast outside New York, noisy and explosive heavy metal music became the background music of the iron arms of machine tools and the splashing of sparks.

Wearing transparent goggles and a tight-fitting vest, Tony was busy in the spacious underground workshop of the villa.

Since he had recently started unarmed combat and related combat training, his chest and arms also had obvious muscle lines.

The hands covered with lead gloves steadily put the palm-sized ice blue energy source into the test groove. He watched the light curtain in front of him keep jumping up with various index data, leaning against a silver-white metal arm. He shook his head with satisfaction.

"Jarvis, bring up the data from my last fight with her and compare it to see how far behind the core energy level is."

As Tony's order was issued, a voice with the same timbre and tone as the old butler Mr. Edwin Jarvis spoke clearly and calmly:

"Mr. Stark, the energy index of the tested Type 3 suit is less than 5% different from my estimation of Laura Howlett's combat power. The Type 4 energy currently being tested is enough to make up for the gap."

Tony nodded slightly, but thinking about being beaten by Laura three times, he still had doubts about the currently improved armor.

"How is the analysis of the composition of that flame and the special blood-colored energy she used at the beginning?"

The fingertips touched the combat video playback button on the light screen. Through the video recording function of the suit, Laura, with Tony as the first-person perspective, instantly changed from the appearance covered in red light to a flaming skeleton, and then the claw shadow After it was chopped down, the scene in the video was blurred and there was no follow-up.

"Life energy is Miss Howlett's most basic power. For relevant research data and information, please refer to the 'Research on Killing Technique and Evolution Technique' report, as well as 105 related books and papers. As for that kind of flame."

Well, as the light curtain flickered, leather scrolls and ancient books and photos painted with religious totems were arranged in front of Tony, and Jarvis's voice continued to elaborate:

"'Hellfire' is a more mysterious energy that exists in legends and myths. It is not a physical flame and can burn in water or even in a vacuum. In addition to the demonization of metal materials, its possible uses are more In the realm of soul and spirit.”

Tony looked at the ghostly symbols on the screen and let out a long sigh. He was extremely bored with magic-like powers.

Just like when he was a child, he was troubled by mutant abilities that could not be understood and learned to be copied. These powers that were hugely different from his old scientific concepts and material knowledge gave the genius Mr. Stark a headache.

But defeating the eldest daughter of the Howlett family who once kidnapped him was the final motivation for Tony Stark to research armor technology.