Godslayer in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 42 Oh yes yes yes

Thousands of miles away, watching Kratos make his grand entrance under the searchlight like a protagonist, Tony Stark felt very gratified.

"Indeed, we are the same kind of people."

Reassured, Tony continued working on his peace cause.

In fact, he's been a bit upset lately, since there are so many kind-looking young people here with AKs who can play Clash of Clans even without a phone.

This made him somewhat confused about what constituted justice.

A fierce battle has broken out at the New York power plant.

Suddenly, the electric man pulled his right hand behind his body, and a huge shockwave of lightning immediately hit Ang.

The scorching electric light poured onto the outside of the body. Even though the rubber-based insulating sheath shielded the body from the direct impact of the lightning, the high-energy reaction generated when the electric light burst forth still made the surrounding air almost boil.

The biological instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm made Ang subconsciously dodge, and without him shouting "A1 Gao, dodge!", an exaggerated electric light pierced through his eyelids and struck his eyeballs.

I was careless! I didn't flash!

If Ang were a real mortal, or if he didn't wear Tony's suit, wouldn't he have fallen asleep on the spot? Or become an acquaintance?

"Ahhhhh—"

The sudden stimulation caused Ang to let out a loud roar.

His savage, violent appearance was, in the eyes of the Electric Man, another kind of "terrifying" quality.

For some inexplicable reason, Spider-Man didn't show up, and then that mysterious giant who single-handedly defeated the Lizard Man on TV suddenly appeared. Ultimately, before becoming a superhuman, Electro Max was just a lowly office worker.

When Max saw Kratos dressed as Angleford take his electric shock head-on, tearing apart such a large ball of electricity with his bare hands like a Titan in mythology who controls thunder, and continuing to charge forward without slowing down, he was genuinely a little panicked.

This time, with a thought, two bolts of lightning shot out from his left arm, pulling his almost completely wind (lightning) elemental body and causing him to move three meters in the air.

Logically speaking, this exaggerated displacement should have been enough to avoid the bald, burly man's lunge.

Just then, Ang displayed an exaggerated agility that seemed to rival even Spider-Man's—he raised his right arm, and the strange, flame-shaped broken blade in his hand suddenly shot out.

If it's just about throwing weapons, Electro isn't afraid. With his ability to fly, he could theoretically easily defeat these poor souls bound by Earth's gravity.

Max dodged again.

Unexpectedly, this strike wasn't aimed at him. Ang's knock-off Chaos Blade wrapped around a towering electric pillar covered in magnetically generated rings, and he swung through the air like a giant swing, his body drawing a 270-degree arc at incredible speed, once again hurtling towards Max.

Even though Max has become an Extraordinary, he was, not long ago, a living, breathing human being. Even as Electro, his original weaknesses remain unresolved, such as his reflexes.

In the blink of an eye, he was pounced on by Ang.

"what!"

In theory, Electro has now completely transformed his body into elements and should not be able to withstand any physical attacks.

But when Ang slammed into him, Max was shocked to find that he could no longer transform his body into pure electric light.

What's going on?

While Max was still in a daze, Ang had already grabbed him with incredible violence and was plummeting from the sky.

"Bang!"

The violent impact sent up a shower of rubble.

A series of dense, torrential rain-like blows echoed amidst the raging sandstorm shockwave.

That was... Ang's iron fist!

With a strength value of 42, an average adult male's punch would have an impact force of about 100 to 150 kilograms.

With the force of a sudden fall from a great height combined with the power of a full-force punch, Ang's first strike was a truly devastating, uncompromising 'ton' of damage.

Without even a scream, Max's face, which was already semi-transparent and only showed the veins of electricity inside, collapsed on the spot.

For an ordinary human, this punch would have been enough to blow his head off, and at the very least, his cheekbones and jawline would have been completely destroyed.

This punch only deformed Max's skull, leaving him disoriented and unconscious, but he was still quite a distance from death.

Just as Ang was riding on Electro and had struck him for the seventh time with his iron fist, which was as big as a casserole dish, another electric shock came.

From his half-rotten blue mouth, a large mouthful of plasma shot out like dragon's breath.

Extraordinary beings are indeed all quite unreasonable.

Ang paused for a moment, then accepted it all.

But it doesn't hurt!

The only problem was that Electro had once again widened the distance between them.

In Max's eyes, Ang was definitely a monster. This attack blasted his entire face and chest black, and not only did the guy survive, he even had the energy to mock him.

"It doesn't hurt! Can't you put some effort into it? You little electric eel, your strength is only good enough to be an electric mosquito swatter!" Ang deliberately provoked his opponent.

Physical attacks alone cannot truly kill Electro.

All Ang could think of was letting it self-destruct, just like in history.

If you want him to destroy himself, first drive him mad.

When ordinary people acquire power that doesn't belong to them, their egos often swell wildly.

He had already compared himself to Zeus, how could he possibly be defeated by a mere bald guy?

With a flash, the electric man appeared three meters to Ang's left and suddenly delivered another electric shock.

"boom!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

Ang was a little surprised; the other person wasn't aiming at him, but at the ground next to him.

The intense electric light shattered the concrete floor and shattered many power generation devices. Countless metal fragments, like shrapnel from a howitzer, shot out in all directions.

In the eyes of the Electro-Man, this disguised cluster bomb attack was definitely going to teach Ang a lesson.

Unfortunately, amidst the flying sand and stones, that burly figure charged out like a bull, and by just a hair's breadth, Ang would have given him a "Just Because" version of Iron Mountain Lean.

"Fxck! Fxck! Fxck!" The three consecutive "f"s, a clear expression of international goodwill, perfectly reflected Max's extreme anxiety: "I am the god of the new era! How could I let a bastard like you stop me from conquering the world—"

Before the mutation, he was just an electrician whom any junior supervisor could easily control.

Long-term repression led to his extreme inferiority complex.

Beneath the soil of his deeply inferior mind lurks a monster called "extreme arrogance." Suddenly gaining power, despite the excruciating process, only fuels Max's madness the more he suppresses it.

How could he bear to collapse here?

He hasn't even launched his grand revenge against Spider-Man yet!

He screamed, cursing the world that had once oppressed him, as he propelled his body to the highest point of the power plant using electromagnetic forces.

Every wire in the entire power station, every bit of current in every battery, was responding to his call.

From a distance, the countless electric pillars looked like the beams of light essential in rhythm games. As his power surged, countless electric pillars lit up with dazzling yellow light.

At the same time, Electro's body was no longer its usual deep blue color, but had turned into a dazzling golden yellow.

Countless streams of electricity surged into his body, and the overwhelming power gave him a wonderful illusion that he had been enhanced.

"Hahaha! I am a god! A god who reigns supreme!"

From the dark ground below, a voice suddenly rang out: "Ah, right, right!"

(End of this chapter)