Gulp~
Watching Boomerang blown into pieces on the ground, Isaiah unconsciously swallowed hard.
Having been imprisoned by the U.S. government for decades, he was now severely disconnected from the times.
He hadn't even heard of The Punisher's name.
Therefore, Isaiah did not yet truly realize what a terrifying individual he was facing.
"A superpowered individual who can control hair?"
This WWII veteran quickly analyzed combat capabilities in his mind based on his "known intelligence."
That hair looked quite tough and not slow either.
But the speed he displayed when throwing it was only slightly faster than his own.
He was someone who could trade blows with Captain America. As long as he dodged this guy's hair, he was sure he could take him down!
The advantage is mine!
After reaching this conclusion, Isaiah instinctively thought of the honor and freedom Alexander Pierce had promised him.
As long as he took out this group, Alexander would use his power to clear his name.
He would become the true Black Captain America, the new spiritual symbol of this nation!
Holding onto this beautiful vision, Isaiah let out a furious roar, his burly muscles instantly tensing.
His entire body shot towards Peter like a black cannonball!
He concentrated all his strength into his right fist, ready to knock down this hair-manipulating freak with the power he was most proud of!
However, looking at the ferocious Isaiah, not a ripple of emotion appeared on Peter's face. He merely casually raised his own right fist.
Seeing that seemingly loose and sloppy fist, a glint of delight flashed in Isaiah's eyes.
Was this guy arrogant to such an extent? Daring to go blow for blow with him?
Even Steve, that hypocritical bastard, would need a good while to recover after taking one of his punches.
How dare a kid who plays with hair try to block it head-on?
He must be tired of living!
Isaiah felt victory was already firmly in his grasp.
However, the moment their two fists truly collided, the delight on his face instantly transformed into boundless agony and horror.
He felt as if his fist hadn't struck a person, but a hundred-ton truck speeding at high velocity.
That terrifying force effortlessly withstood the fearsome power of his punch, and then... *Crack*!
*Squelch*~
First, the sharp sound of bone breaking, then the dull thud of flesh bursting open.
Under Isaiah's incredulous gaze, the source of all his confidence—that iron arm powerful enough to punch through tank armor—began shattering inch by inch from the fist, fracturing joint by joint, until finally, the entire arm completely exploded into a massive cloud of blood mist!
Isaiah's robust body was sent flying backward. The intense pain even surpassed this WWII veteran's pain threshold.
He didn't even have time to let out a scream before the heart-rending, excruciating pain completely knocked him unconscious.
*Hiss*~
Watching Isaiah, who had lost an arm and whose condition was unknown, the remaining Molten Man and "The Swarm," composed of a massive swarm of bees, couldn't help but suck in a cold breath, feeling their scalps go numb.
If instantly killing Boomerang was a display of skill and speed, then the punch Peter just used to blow up Isaiah's arm was pure, unadulterated power-level suppression!
Speed, skill, power... all were inhuman.
Facing such an opponent, if they weren't both special-form existences, they probably would have turned and fled long ago.
At this moment, Molten Man and The Swarm exchanged a glance, instantly reaching a consensus.
In terms of physical attributes, they were definitely no match for The Punisher before them.
But... they were noble mechanic monsters!
If the two of them joined forces, relying on their superior mechanics, they might just be able to deal with Peter!
Thinking this, the two instantly sprang into action.
*Buzzzzzzz—*!
A sky-blotting swarm of mutated bees transformed into a yellow tornado, surging towards Peter, attempting to engulf him.
This was the ability of "The Swarm."
His real name was Fritz von Meyer, once a HYDRA scientist specializing in biochemical weapons research.
After WWII ended, he went into hiding in the South American Rainforest under an alias and discovered a swarm of Killer Bees enhanced by a radioactive meteorite.
Fritz was completely torn apart by The Swarm while trying to capture these mutated Killer Bees with energy weapons.
But for some unknown reason, his soul did not perish along with his body. Instead, it fused with the consciousness of the bee swarm, becoming a "Bee-man" composed of a massive swarm of Killer Bees.
Because his consciousness was completely integrated with The Swarm, "The Swarm" was virtually immortal.
As long as the Queen Bee within him remained alive, no matter how many other bees died, it wouldn't affect his consciousness.
This was the confidence he had to continue opposing Peter.
Unless Peter could eliminate all the bees in one go, or precisely locate the Queen Bee moving erratically among tens of thousands of bees, he could only be worn down to death!
Simultaneously, Molten Man on the side roared and charged forward.
"Molten Man's" real name was Mark Raxton. He fused with a radioactive liquid alloy due to a lab accident.
This turned him into a Liquid Metal Man similar to a Terminator.
But what made him stronger than a Terminator was that the liquid metal on his body could not only allow him to change shape but also emit lethal high temperatures.
At this moment, Molten Man prepared to use his own mechanics along with The Swarm to execute a combined attack.
The temperature of the gold-red liquid metal on his body suddenly soared. His entire body rapidly liquefied due to this terrifying heat, almost completely transforming into a Slime-like existence.
In this form, he could immediately restrain Peter in place as long as a part of his body made contact.
Then, The Swarm would command tens of thousands of bees to inject toxins into Peter simultaneously.
Even if Peter were "tough as nails" like him, he would die miserably under that terrifying toxin.
Molten Man and The Swarm's plan was well-laid.
Such a combined attack would be absolutely unbeatable against other superheroes.
But unfortunately... the opponent they were facing now was simply not something that could be measured by common sense.
Facing the combined assault of Molten Man and The Swarm, Peter just gave a contemptuous smile:
"Want to play mechanics with me?"
"Then let me show you what true mechanical beauty is~"
As he spoke, Peter quietly placed his hand on the witch rider driver at his waist.
As he toggled the energy core at the center of the driver:
"[Water! Please!]"
Accompanied by this mechanical voice, a water-blue magic circle instantly passed through his body.
Peter, now switched to Flowing Water Form, revealed a demonic smile under his mask, and then... he did nothing.
Peter, facing the approaching Swarm and Molten Man, not only showed no intention of attacking, but instead... spread his arms wide!
Seeing this peak-level display of arrogance, a throbbing vein unconsciously popped on Molten Man and The Swarm's foreheads.
Damn it, they'd never seen anyone this cocky in their entire lives!
Harboring such thoughts, the two viciously lunged at Peter.
But what happened the next second made their eyes instantly bulge wide.
Their confident attacks actually just passed right through Peter's body, passed through, went through, through... "This play, this play is instantly activating Intangibility~"