In the seaside villa's laboratory, Tony Stark watched through cameras as Leon effortlessly shattered the special bulletproof glass, then jumped down. He couldn't help cursing under his breath:
"What a monster. You know that's special glass capable of withstanding RPG rockets? He used just five fingers to shatter it easily—didn't even need his other abilities!
But what's he doing outside at this hour?
Jarvis, track his direction. See if there's anything noteworthy."
Jarvis immediately hacked numerous surveillance cameras. After a moment, he projected footage before Tony.
Seeing the images, Tony instinctively cursed:
"What kind of monster is that? Is Leon going to fight these things?
Jarvis, assemble Mark IV. I can't miss this!"
"But sir, Mark IV hasn't been debugged yet..."
Tony interrupted before Jarvis finished:
"No debugging needed. My design won't have problems!"
New York, northern Manhattan, Harlem.
A terrifying green monster had appeared from nowhere, rampaging through Harlem, killing every creature in sight.
This bustling urban district had become ruins. Dense gunfire and screaming transformed the area into earthly hell—filled with wailing and despair.
Fully armed elite troops wandered through Harlem, firing wildly at the terrifying monster. But neither guns nor missiles harmed it at all. Elite soldiers were like civilians now—powerless against the green monster.
On a nearby high-rise, Leon sat on the edge, legs dangling naturally, chin resting on his hands, watching the tragic drama before him with a smile.
He was quietly awaiting the protagonist's appearance.
BOOM!
The sound of displaced air came from afar. Leon didn't look back—the Six Eyes had already captured Tony Stark's approach.
Tony looked at the hellish scene before him, expression beneath his helmet gravely serious.
"What is this?"
Leon responded lightly:
"Hmm. A weak mortal suddenly gained power he'd dreamed of, then lost himself. A revenge drama gone mad?"
"Then what are you doing here?"
Tony knew the young man before him possessed power to stop all this, yet remained unmoved—like an audience member, observing everything indifferently.
Hearing anger creeping into Tony's tone, Leon remained unmoved, simply shifting to a more comfortable position.
"Waiting for the protagonist! But you—why are you here instead of preparing for tomorrow's press conference?"
Tony didn't answer, but asked in a low voice:
"You're just staying here doing nothing, watching that monster destroy and kill people everywhere?"
"Otherwise? Even if I don't stop it, that's not wrong, is it?"
Tony fell silent. Leon was right. He had no obligation to save others.
So he stopped talking, piloted Mark IV toward Abomination, and used his palm's energy cannon to fire frantically. No effect whatsoever.
"Look here, green fatass! I've got a gift for you!
Jarvis, charge to 100%!"
Brilliant white light illuminated the armor's center, then a thick energy beam struck Abomination.
Tony exhaled in relief. That should handle him!
Suddenly, an enormous chunk of building struck Tony. He was launched away, his armor's chest immediately severely deformed.
However, Abomination—hit by the thick energy beam—suffered no damage.
He glanced toward where Tony had been launched, spat to one side, and continued shouting:
"Hulk! Get out here and face me!"
Atop the tall building, Leon attracted Tony back toward him to prevent further injury, then teased:
"Tony, why'd you fly back already?"
Tony didn't respond. He removed his helmet with difficulty, breathing deeply. Just now, he'd nearly glimpsed Death itself.
Only then did he understand why Leon hadn't intervened. With such terrifying power and overwhelming defense, even the White Devil would be helpless!
At that moment, a heavy thud sounded from the distance. Tony saw Leon stand, stretch, and say:
"The protagonist's arrived. So I, the villain, will also appear."
Leon immediately jumped from the building, disappearing from Tony's sight.
Tony was puzzled. Why did Leon call himself the villain? Wasn't the green monster the villain?
Banner jumped from the aircraft, smashing a deep crater in the ground. Then a massive green hand emerged, followed by a green giant with green skin but more refined features.
Hulk was online!
Hulk tore a car in half and charged toward Abomination, using it as a weapon.
The two fought ferociously, nearly destroying all of Harlem.
But because Banner had injected the inhibitor beforehand, Hulk couldn't exert full strength and gradually fell into disadvantage.
Just as Abomination pressed Hulk beneath him and beat him down, he suddenly heard a gloating voice nearby:
"No, no, Abomination—you should've punched Hulk's eyes directly just now!
Hulk, you need to attack Abomination's weak spots. Understand?"
Both combatants instinctively stopped, then saw a white-haired young man sitting on the only intact streetlight nearby, eating potato chips acquired from somewhere, offering commentary.
Seeing the two before him stop fighting, Leon said impatiently:
"What are you doing? Keep fighting—I haven't finished my chips yet!"
Abomination looked at the white-haired man and immediately recognized him—the White Devil who'd appeared recently, a Level 5 mutant.
However, having just gained tremendous power, he didn't take the so-called White Devil seriously at all.
However strong, could he be stronger than him?
Probably defeated as easily as that iron man just now!
Abomination grabbed an enormous boulder and hurled it at the White Devil on the streetlight. Massive force acted on the stone—terrifying speed forming a sonic boom as it struck directly.
He turned away immediately, not bothering to observe the attack's result, wanting to pummel Hulk again.
But at that moment, he suddenly heard a sigh behind him:
"Tsk, tsk. Bad boy—how can you hit the referee unprovoked?
Wouldn't you agree, Abomination?"
Then Abomination felt terrifying force from his back. Black lightning filled all space around him. He was launched uncontrollably, smashing through layer after layer of solid walls, finally embedding in concrete pavement.
After finally stopping, he immediately felt warm liquid flowing down his back. Reaching back, his skin—harder than titanium alloy—was broken. Abundant green blood continued flowing from a fist imprint.
Since gaining power, he'd been injured for the first time!
In the distance, through the channel he'd carved out, a pair of eyes emitting azure spiritual light gazed at him—looking down at him like an ant!
Simultaneously, Leon heard the system's prompt:
[Energy Points +1]
[Template Fusion: 40%]
[New Skill Unlocked: Cursed Technique Reversal: Red]