OGCrafter
patreon
Chapter 104: Hulk Wants To Escape? Which Magician Is More of a Meat Tank Than a Meat Tank!
🕑 Added 2025-03-15 13:58:10 +0000 UTCIn the sky above, whether it was bullets or missiles, they disintegrated the moment they were fired. Even the gunpowder that had been discharged earlier dissipated into the air.
The golden energy saturating the atmosphere transformed into a terrifying "acid mist," devouring everything it touched.
Not only that, the golden energy was already consuming the weapons in their hands. From armed helicopters to pistols and sabers, everything was being eliminated at an alarming rate.
When the soldiers realized something was wrong with the golden energy, they tried to ask the commander what to do next.
But to their horror, they found their clothes were also disintegrating.
"Oh, Shet!"
"Help me, save me!"
"I surrender, spare my life!"
"There are demons ahead! O Almighty God, do not forsake your faithful!"
"HYDRA Hail!!"
Amidst the chaos, strange shouts filled the air. Some soldiers looked over and saw their commander screaming slogans that had once terrified an entire generation, his voice trembling with fear and conviction.
Looking back at the "friendly army" in the distance, who had done nothing, their confusion was immediately cleared up.
They had been used by the commander. This suicidal action against the gods was never their doing. They were merely cannon fodder, blind to their fate.
But by the time they realized this, it was too late. The moment they fired their weapons, their doom was sealed.
The weak wind brushed past their ears.
Thousands of HYDRA soldiers and torrents of steel were reduced to ashes, drifting away in the wind, visible to all.
This sight deeply unnerved the other soldiers, who had not yet acted. They instinctively raised their heads, looking around cautiously, fearing that the mysterious force might turn on them next.
A deep, unspeakable fear spread through them. They wanted to escape, to flee from this place where thousands of lives had been broken down in an instant.
They were terrified. They wanted to shoot, to vent their fear, to display some semblance of power against the invisible force above them.
Some even urinated in fear, the disgusting stench hanging in the air. This was not a foe they could defeat. They were facing gods.
Crazy! The higher-ups were mad!
They had escaped themselves, leaving their own soldiers to battle the gods.
At this moment, the soldiers all directed their hatred at their superiors. If it hadn’t been for the orders from those clueless officials, they would never have ended up here, in this deathtrap.
The gods who did this were not something they could take revenge on.
Compared to the invincible power of a god, they would rather aim their weapons at the weak—at the politicians who had sent them to their deaths.
Ross swallowed hard, trembling as he gave the order: "Pass it down, no one is allowed to fire indiscriminately. Those who disobey... I will kill them personally!"
"Yes, General!" the adjutant replied, quickly relaying the order.
They dared not act. They were already "surrounded" by the golden energy, which could consume everything at any moment.
Ross didn’t even need to intervene; anyone who dared fire would meet their own death.
"God! This is Kamui!! What kind of enemy are we fighting?!"
"That’s something our weapons can’t touch. Is long-distance bombardment even possible?"
Ross stared at the monitor, watching as the mysterious energy covered all of Washington. He had no doubt that the enemy had the power to wipe out the entire area in no time.
At that moment, three divisions, along with nearly 100,000 agents, would be wiped out, along with countless un-evacuated citizens.
It would be a massacre heard around the world, all because the God of Magic was angry.
Inside a nearby building, those watching the silent destruction from above fell into a long silence.
"Aaron has become even stronger. His power is probably not weaker than the King of Gods! This level of magic is unimaginable!"
Even Sif, who had seen the greatest warriors battle, was stunned. It now seemed clear that the fight between Aaron and Thor hadn't been the full extent of their abilities.
Had Aaron used this power then, would Thor still be alive?
Aaron stopped, his power could have easily killed Thor!
Amora, hearing Sif’s remarks, nodded, her face flushed. She had always adored Aaron and could not wait to devote herself to him.
She was sure of it—Aaron had the potential to challenge the throne of the Gods. She never expected it to happen so soon.
In just a year, he had gained the strength to challenge Odin. As a magician herself, she understood the immense magical energy required to cast such wide-reaching spells.
The quality of magic in the air now was far beyond her own. She was sure, beyond a doubt, that even Odin couldn’t do better than Aaron.
How had Aaron grown so fast? A year of learning magic, and he was already this powerful. If he continued to grow, what could possibly stop him?
Amora, a master of magic, saw only one true leader—Aaron.
In contrast, Dark Phoenix, who had been watching, was excited and satisfied by Aaron’s actions.
He had reduced thousands of soldiers to nothing in an instant, dividing the battlefield exactly as she liked.
If Aaron could destroy the world, she would be thrilled. In her eyes, life that didn’t deserve to survive should be eradicated.
"How could he do this?!"
"Those... were living people! They were just following orders! Why did they have to die like this? How will their families cope with this?"
Steve muttered to himself.
"Perhaps… this is what a god does?" Tony spoke, his voice almost a whisper. "When they pointed their weapons at the gods, trying to kill them, fate had already sealed their doom.
We can’t save them. They’ll pay the price for their actions, but it's not a price they can bear. Nor can we."
Tony, having survived near-death experiences himself, thought of the sacrifices he had made. But these soldiers? They died in vain, pawns in a game between the U.S. government and Asgard.
"What’s wrong with this world? Why is there no peace after all these years? Who started the war this time? Was it Asgard?"
"Even gods shouldn’t treat life with such contempt," Steve muttered, trying to reconcile with the fact that his era was gone.
"Sir, we’ve contacted General Ross. He’s ordered everyone to put down their weapons, making sure no one acts on their own."
At Phil Coulson’s report, Nick Fury let out a sigh of relief and looked at Aaron, waiting for his response.
"If we don’t get a reasonable explanation for this, I’ll press that button. Let God fight against God."
But while everyone waited, Dr. Banner could no longer suppress Hulk’s personality. Under Aaron’s overwhelming power, Hulk felt an intense death threat.
The suffocating aura of impending doom could no longer be ignored.
"Hulk, stop! Now is not the time for you to show up!" Banner's eyes widened in panic as his heart raced.
"NO!!!" Hulk’s roar echoed through Banner’s mind.
Despite Banner’s desperate plea, Hulk finally took control, tearing his clothes apart, leaving only his underwear.
"Roar!" Hulk roared, then turned and leaped toward Aaron, his massive form crashing through a window as he searched for a way out.
"Hulk, fear!" Hulk shouted in broken English, trying to flee from the golden energy surrounding them.
Aaron turned his head, speaking softly: "Be quiet, big man."
With a flick of his magic, Aaron conjured an image—a memory of Pierce’s plans from a year ago.
Pierce was shown contacting MP Kate to propose a peace plan, then bribing several other MPs.
It was all part of Alexander Pierce's plan. And Aaron knew that Pierce had issued an extermination order.
The agents who were sent to apprehend the congressmen were also tasked with eliminating them.
At that moment, Nick Fury heard the shocking words from Pierce’s lips: "HYDRA!?"
Pierce… from HYDRA?
Nick Fury froze, unable to believe it. Pierce had been a key figure in S.H.I.E.L.D for decades, and now it was clear he had been secretly cultivating HYDRA members the whole time.
"How long had Pierce been HYDRA?" Fury thought, still trying to process it. He didn’t want to believe that a person he trusted had been working for the enemy the entire time.
The thought was too bizarre to fathom.
Nick Fury, stunned, turned to his agents and Steve.
None of them had any idea just how deep HYDRA’s infiltration had gone. They had all believed their colleagues were friends—when in reality, they were enemies in disguise.
"Give me an explanation!" Steve’s gaze fixed on Nick Fury, questioning everything.
"I thought we wiped out HYDRA," Steve muttered, still processing the truth.
But now, after waking up from decades of sleep, he realized that the world he knew was far different than the one he now faced.
As Hulk roared again, attempting to strike Aaron with his fists, it became clear that nothing would stop Aaron from holding his ground.
"I said, be quiet!" Aaron’s magic effortlessly restrained Hulk, sending him flying across the room.
Aaron turned back to Nick Fury, his gaze unwavering. "One more thing: is the Space Gem in your possession?"
Nick Fury paused, unsure how to respond. Pierce knew about it… and now, he wasn’t sure who to trust anymore. The game had changed.
