The Iron Mongers, war machines armed to the teeth with advanced technology, slowly took heavy steps forward. Their bodies were covered in cold metal armor, and every step came with the clack of mechanical joints, revealing a power not to be underestimated.
Their objective was clear: the seemingly impregnable cage.
"High-Frequency Vibration Cutting Weapon activated."
A calm, mechanical voice rang out over the Iron Mongers' communication channel.
As the command was issued, the blades on the Iron Mongers' arms began to tremble faintly, emitting a dim blue glow—the sign of energy gathering.
These blades were no ordinary weapons. They could vibrate at thousands of hertz, generating enough heat to bring any material to its melting point the instant they touched it, even producing the spectacular sight of sparks flying.
This technology had originally been used for precision machining, but it had now been transformed into a weapon of slaughter on the battlefield.
Every material had imperfections, and even the strongest metal was no exception.
As the blades came into contact with the cage, a silent contest began.
The high-frequency vibrations rapidly acted upon the cage's "Kryptonite + Gold-Titanium Alloy" structure. This alloy was renowned for its exceptional strength and corrosion resistance, but under the assault of high-frequency vibrations, its minute internal flaws were rapidly magnified. Fatigue accumulated until it finally reached its critical point.
After a faint crack, a massive gash split open in the cage, and sparks flew.
The searchlights immediately illuminated the breach, casting Blonsky's figure onto the cold wall and making him look especially sinister.
His fluorescent green skin appeared even stranger beneath the lights, while his eyes flashed with a mix of suspicion and vigilance.
"Who are you?"
Blonsky's voice was low and hoarse. He slowly rose to his feet, his huge body nearly filling the