Whoosh! Whoosh!
In mid-air, two beings, whose speed and strength were unimaginable to ordinary humans, engaged in a fierce battle. Every punch and kick contained mountain-shattering and sea-overturning power. The Impact waves generated by their collisions swept away the floating clouds in the sky wherever they reached.
Above the firmament, with Homelander's physique and other abilities, Ron's strength, speed, and all other aspects surpassed Hyperion's.
In the exchange of blows, he completely held the upper hand.
Bang, bang, bang!
The air exploded with thunderous sounds.
"All the aliens are dead, who saved us?"
After discovering that all the Chitauri were dead, the New York City citizens, having survived the ordeal, walked out of the buildings with lingering fear, their expressions showing lingering fear. They stared in horror at the two blurry figures rapidly fighting in the sky, their mouths agape.
"Oh my god, is that… is that a god fighting?"
"Hyperion can't take him down?"
Through satellites, several high-ranking government officials were greatly surprised.
They weren't sure how strong Ron was, but they were extremely clear about how powerful Hyperion was, having watched him grow up under their supervision.
"Hyperion's strength can easily lift a hundred thousand-ton aircraft carrier. His bones and skin are tougher than any alloy on Earth, and his defense is comparable to Vibranium, which can absorb kinetic energy. His speed reaches dozens of times the speed of sound, several times the limit of the X-43 hypersonic aircraft. He has no weaknesses, completely flawless!
And he's not even gaining an advantage in the fight against that Wakandan king?!"
As a secret trump card that the United States Government considered more important than nuclear bombs, this was the first time he had appeared before the public, and the result was like this.
This was completely different from what they had imagined. Was Ron stronger than Hyperion?
"Have you forgotten Hyperion's regeneration ability?"
Someone frowned and reminded them coldly.
"Right, Hyperion also has his regenerative recovery." The others remembered Hyperion's most despair-inducing trait upon hearing this. Not only did he have a nearly indestructible body, but he also had immortal regeneration that could heal injuries in the blink of an eye, and their confidence was restored.
"Although he can't quickly take down that Ron, Hyperion will definitely win in the later stages of the battle."
Moreover, Hyperion can absorb cosmic energy, and sunlight is also a type of cosmic energy. His sustained combat ability is terrifyingly strong, and he is virtually unkillable.
Everyone once again focused on the slow-motion combat of the two on the screen.
Bang!
Hyperion's fist struck Ron's chest. The fist that could easily shatter an aircraft carrier once again caused no injury.
"A large part of the force of my punch striking you is absorbed. Is this your unique ability?"
He frowned, dodged a punch from Ron, and said.
"You still seem to think I'm of your kind?"
After several punches were dodged, Ron, using the absorbed kinetic energy plus his own strength, still landed a solid blow on Hyperion's stomach, making him bend over in pain, his stomach involuntarily cramping, and letting out a grimacing grunt.
Seeing this, he remained expressionless.
"The United States Government trained you and taught you combat skills, but it seems they didn't teach you much about enduring pain."
Ron didn't admit it, but Hyperion stubbornly believed that Ron was of his kind, both equally powerful, especially after Ron's ability to absorb energy and heat rays was revealed.
"Even when I was still an infant, few things on Earth could harm me, let alone after I grew up."
Gritting his teeth, Hyperion fired a heat ray, sending Ron flying, and shouted loudly.
"Besides, I don't need to endure pain at all."
He straightened his chest, which was harder than any brass wall or iron barrier. The pain from just now dissipated like a receding tide as his injuries healed, and he instantly broke through the air to pursue.
He swung his fist down, which Ron blocked by raising his hand.
"I'm very curious, you have unique abilities that I don't, so perhaps I also have abilities that you don't!"
Hyperion's tone was cold and sharp. He could only absorb cosmic radiation energy, while Ron seemed to be able to absorb more, such as the kinetic energy from his punches.
As for the latter half of his sentence, he was referring to self-healing and recovery abilities.
Perhaps it was his simple nature, which made him stubborn.
Ron was speechless about his persistence. He emitted a thick plasma energy ray from his palm, indifferently blasting Hyperion thousands of meters away. The next instant, he swiftly broke through the air to catch up, delivering several rapid punches, brutally smashing them into Hyperion's face.
"Tell me, kindred, do you have self-healing abilities?!"
After taking a few punches, Hyperion's eyes blazed with fury after a brief daze. He grabbed Ron's black formal suit woven with Vibranium, activated the surging cosmic energy within him to enhance his strength, and counter-attacked with a punch.
He wanted to see if Ron could recover after being injured.
"With you, you can't even hurt me." With a cold voice, Ron emitted a heat ray to block the punch.
…
Above New York, Ron and Hyperion were in a fierce battle, and the situation in the city below was tense, as if a battle was about to erupt.
"Avengers, retrieve the Tesseract."
On the Helicarrier, Hill spoke into the microphone, giving a solemn order.
Although she disagreed with the high-ranking government officials who disregarded human lives and launched nuclear missiles at Manhattan, and she was grateful to Ron for saving everything, but…
"The Tesseract belongs to S.H.I.E.L.D. and cannot be taken away."
Captain America, shield in hand, was about to move, intently watching Audreyf in mid-air, when Stark, wearing a suit of armor whose paint was almost completely chipped off, flew over and blocked his path, stopping him and advising: "Forget it, old timer.
Do you really like people giving you orders?"
"The Tesseract is indeed S.H.I.E.L.D.'s property."
"Cough, cough, actually, that Mind Stone is also a good thing, also containing endless energy."
Loki, who was stuck to the ground by spider silk nearby, coughed twice, a sly look flashing in his eyes, fanning the flames from the side.
In fact, he really wanted to say that it was something Asgard had placed on Earth, when did it become S.H.I.E.L.D.'s property.
"But if it falls into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hands, I might still be able to get it back later.
If it falls into Ron's hands… then it's truly impossible."
"Do you still want to fight, Midgardian!"
With the Tesseract tied to her waist and the scepter as a weapon, Audreyf's gaze was stern, carrying an invincible heroic spirit, and her tone was icy cold.
"I already showed mercy just now, otherwise your companions might already be sleeping eternally."
"Look at the good stuff Jarvis found on the Helicarrier, Steve."
Stark, trying to prevent this fight, extended his arm, and a projection of a video of S.H.I.E.L.D. using the Tesseract to research weapons was displayed.
"This is…"
Captain America's pupils contracted. The style of some of the weapons was so familiar: "You're trying to replicate Nazi's technological weapons?"
He questioned fiercely through his earpiece.
"Captain, weapons themselves are not wrong, just like the Super Serum created both you and Red Skull. You are polar opposites, one slaughters enemies, one protects the people."
After a second of silence, Hill used Steve himself as an example to persuade him.
This was something Captain America couldn't refute.
His angry emotions were somewhat shaken.
"I said… doesn't anyone care where that Hyperion in the sky came from?"
Luke Cage, who was swaying and injured, stood up from the ground, full of strong indignation, and shouted at the few people. He reacted belatedly and now wanted to ask what was going on with that Hyperion.
"Judging by his tone, he works for the government!"
They fought to the death against the alien army to protect the U.S. citizens, almost getting drowned and torn apart by the locust-like Chitauri, barely surviving, and almost getting nuked by the damn government. Yet the government was hiding such a trump card.
"If he had fought those alien forces with us, how many more people could have been saved? And we wouldn't have nearly been killed several times."
"That Mr. Hyperion… I feel like an idiot now."
Peter Parker, the youngest of the Avengers, slumped on the ground, his hands dangling powerlessly, unable to speak, his expression dejected.
The government had Hyperion, who was countless times stronger than them, but didn't deploy him. Their desperate efforts to protect Earth became a joke.
The government's actions were incredibly disheartening.
He then looked up and said: "And no matter what, Mr. Ron saved us, ended the crisis, and saved Earth."
The United States Government didn't send anyone to help when aliens invaded Earth. When Ron came out to resolve everything and wanted to take away the dangerous Tesseract, Hyperion appeared.
Which was more important, Earth or the Tesseract?
Captain America was silent for a moment.
…
The 'god war' in the eyes of New Yorkers had been raging fiercely for a considerable amount of time.
"Break for me…"
The surging cosmic energy within him, like a volcano, was pushed to its limit. Hyperion used all his strength, regardless of the energy consumption within his body. He had never so strongly desired to defeat someone before, and his strength had increased to its maximum!
But he still couldn't hurt Ron.
A heavy punch, powerful enough to crack a mountain, landed on Ron's body, appearing so powerless. Most of the violent kinetic energy, comparable to a ten-thousand-ton TNT explosion, was absorbed, and then a small portion was withstood by a body whose defense surpassed Vibranium.
For the first time in his life, he understood the meaning of the words 'indestructible'.
Ron punched Hyperion away: "Actually, you were only a tiny bit away from hurting me."
Unfortunately, being a tiny bit short means being a tiny bit short; it's impossible to ever break through.
His defense was not something Hyperion could accumulate to destroy; most of the 'defense value' would refresh.
"The energy within you is decreasing.
Your strength is weakening."
He stated Hyperion's condition.
Hyperion's energy absorption speed was not as fast as Ron's. His frantic, continuous attacks just now meant that his energy replenishment couldn't keep up with the consumption.
"You must be punished!"
Hyperion was panting, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and he roared as he charged forward again, full of the indomitable spirit of a soldier, as if he would never give up when facing an enemy.
Dodging the attack with a swift movement, Ron threw a punch. Like being hit in the head by a bus, Hyperion's head snapped back.
"Do you really consider yourself an Earthling?"
Activating astonishing speed, he coldly raised an eyebrow, instantly appearing above Hyperion, and brought both hands down heavily.
"Pfft… This country raised me from a young age, and I will not allow anyone to destroy its safety and stability."
Hyperion spat blood. This was the first time he had suffered such severe injuries. His entire body plummeted downwards like a meteorite, his tall figure rubbing against the air, creating flames.
He roared unwillingly, swinging his fist, trying to counterattack.
"When you remember this sentence later, you will definitely want to slap yourself twice."
Diving down, dragging a conical sonic boom cloud, Ron evaluated with an unmoving expression, raising his fist high and punching again. Hyperion was blasted downwards at an even faster speed.