After getting taught a lesson, the two hulking brutes seemed to wise up. They stopped fighting alone and tried to join forces instead—one attacking from the left, one from the right.
Mobius didn't care in the slightest. She kept shifting her body into shadow, blinking across the battlefield as if teleporting, while calmly collecting combat data on both giants.
Her relaxed, almost leisurely demeanor left the onlookers completely dumbfounded.
She repeatedly used Shadow Spikes to harass Abomination whenever he tried to close in, while continuously "stimulating" Hulk with Soul-Devouring Thunder. Each time that massive pillar of green lightning struck, Hulk let out a pained roar—his body blasted into distant ruins again and again, or slammed into enormous craters in the ground.
But what followed was an explosive surge in strength.
His speed, power, and healing all climbed at a shocking rate. He began to barely keep up with Mobius's blink-like movement. The wind pressure from his punches could even tear apart vehicles far away. Even his durability kept rising—those green lightning columns that used to send him flying and smash him into pits were starting to have less and less effect.
The battle began to tilt in an unfavorable direction for Mobius.
Abomination, though constantly irritated by Shadow Spikes and covered in wounds, remained stubbornly relentless—and his recovery was absurd. Injuries Mobius dealt were rapidly closing up. Meanwhile Hulk, fueled by rage, grew stronger and stronger, as if there were no upper limit. Finally, he braced against a casually released lightning column head-on—hard-stopping it—and kept advancing step by step.
"Sir, that green brute's energy readings are rising exponentially! They've already exceeded the measurement ceiling of all our instruments!" JARVIS sounded in Tony Stark's ear, carrying a rare edge of urgency.
Tony struggled upright and stared at the distant scene—like gods and demons at war—his chest heavy with helplessness. The armor he'd always been proud of was laughably fragile in the face of that kind of power. And even that green-haired woman—bizarre and terrifyingly strong—seemed on the verge of losing control of the ever-escalating Hulk.
Inside the command vehicle, General Ross watched Hulk's skyrocketing energy numbers on the screen, his expression twisting between fear and a warped excitement. Yes—this was the Hulk. The Hulk really was this strong. He feared him… and was immeasurably greedy for that power.
On the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier, Nick Fury's one eye locked onto the monitor. "Record everything. Analyze the green-haired woman's energy composition and attack patterns. And Hulk's growth curve… this isn't normal."
Mobius watched Hulk—his strength nearly doubled—forcing his way forward through her energy column, roaring as he charged. She also watched Abomination to the side, battered but still searching for an opening. The lazy look on her face finally faded a little.
"Hm… the growth rate really is astonishing. If I keep 'stimulating' him like this, he'll probably exceed this environment's containment threshold. That would cause unnecessary damage to the 'test environment'… and it might scare my 'lab rat'." She flicked her gaze toward Tsuda Takao watching from afar and murmured, "Looks like it's time to end this 'warm-up exercise.'"
She stopped blinking away.
She simply hovered in midair, perfectly still.
Her eyes closed—and an energy fluctuation countless times more terrifying than before began to seep out from her petite body.
"Then… let's begin. This… final ball."
Bzzzz—!
The air wailed under the strain. Within a radius of several hundred meters, the light began to warp and dim, as if being swallowed by an invisible force. Loose rubble on the ground trembled, then slowly floated up. A primal fear—something rooted in the instinct of life itself—seized the hearts of every living being on the battlefield.
"W-What… what is she doing?!" A soldier's teeth chattered; he could barely hold onto his rifle.
A cold chill shot from Tony's spine into his skull. Inside his suit, alarms screamed nonstop. Even JARVIS's voice picked up static. "Warning! Unrecognized ultra-high-level energy reaction detected! Signs of spatial structural instability!"
Under countless terrified stares, an all-devouring, ghostly green radiance erupted around Mobius. It expanded, twisted, and reshaped—no longer a human outline, but something… indescribable. A colossal shadow steeped in death and finality.
A gigantic hand wrapped in black armor pushed out of the shadow and braced against a nearby high-rise. Then an enormous humanoid upper body emerged, blotting out what little moonlight remained. After that came a lower body—serpentine and glowing green—slithering out from the darkness.
A terrifying existence so vast it inspired despair had descended.
Its massive body coiled among ruined skyscrapers. One giant hand steadied itself on a second building as it leaned forward; the other gripped a colossal staff over a hundred meters long. Its frame towered above the highest shattered building. It resembled the primordial world-serpent of ancient legend—yet far more grotesque, far more inhuman. A pallid torso that looked as if it were formed from countless bones was wrapped in annihilating green lightning. Multiple broken bone-wings, like demonic membranes, slowly unfurled behind it, casting a sky-swallowing shadow. Countless warped black shadows twisted into gigantic serpents around its body, radiating corrosive malice.
Most horrifying of all was its huge single eye—cold, emotionless, like a god that regarded all beings as dust, staring down at everything below.
Infinity Serpent: Shesha! Mobius's Artificial Cascade form!
"G-God…" A civilian collapsed, utterly limp. His pants darkened instantly—he'd lost control without even realizing it.
"M-Monster… a real monster!" Another soldier dropped his weapon and curled behind cover, clutching his head, his mind close to shattering.
General Ross's mouth hung open. Inside the command vehicle, deathly silence fell. Every officer was pale—everything they'd believed about modern military force looked like a joke before this beast.
On the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier, Deputy Director Hill instinctively stepped back and slammed into the console. Fury's one eye carried a gravity—and a faint, buried dread—no one had ever seen before. Something on this scale had surpassed "superhero" or "supervillain." This was a natural disaster. A walking extinction order.
Even the rampaging Hulk and the feral Abomination froze for a split second under that absolute pressure—an oppressive dominance at the level of life itself. Hulk released a low growl with a hint of uncertainty. For the first time, clear fear appeared in Abomination's single eye.
Shesha's gigantic eye coldly locked onto the two green "bugs" below.
It didn't use any fancy technique.
It simply raised that enormous tail-shadow—like it could crush mountains—
And then, like a whip of divine punishment, it slammed down.
BOOOOOM—!!!!!
The earth shattered and sank like a fragile eggshell. A massive crater nearly a hundred meters wide appeared instantly in the streets of New York. A horrific shockwave spread outward in a ring, flattening everything nearby that hadn't already completely collapsed.
At the impact's center, Hulk and Abomination were smashed as if struck by a planet. They didn't even manage to scream before they were driven deep underground by overwhelming force. Hulk's infinitely rising strength suddenly seemed meaningless under absolute mass and energy domination. Abomination's bones and tendons snapped—he plunged into a near-death state.
Dust slowly settled.
At the bottom of the crater, two green figures lay motionless, stripped of all ability to act.
Shesha's eye remained utterly indifferent, as if it had only swatted two ants.
Its tail-shadow slithered down into the crater like a colossal python, easily wrapping up the unconscious Hulk and the limp Abomination, lifting them toward that gigantic maw—like it could swallow stars.
Under countless terrified, stunned, disbelieving gazes—under the military's futile, feeble barrage (bullets and shells were annihilated by an invisible force field or the surrounding Honkai energy before they could even reach Shesha's body)—under Tony Stark's complicated stare—on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s frozen surveillance feed—
Shesha opened its mouth.
A deep, black vortex where even light could not escape.
And it swallowed the two beings held in its tail as casually as gulping down two insignificant candies.
Afterward, Shesha's colossal body began to glow with ghostly green light, rapidly shrinking and fading—until, just like when it had appeared, it silently sank back into the shadows on the ground and vanished without a trace.
As if it had never been there.
All that remained was a horrifyingly massive crater, a district utterly destroyed into dead silence, and countless hearts filled to the brim with fear and shock.
The streets of New York fell into a silence like death.
Wind blew through the ruins, lifting dust—like mourning the land's wound, and like foretelling that a far more unpredictable, far more dangerous era had officially begun with the descent—and disappearance—of the Infinity Serpent.
(End of Chapter)
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