Norman Osborn's hundred-meter giant body, like a deep-sea fortress, had its very foundation truly shaken for the first time!
His enormous body had never experienced such pure, savage pain that struck so directly at its source.
A miserable howl, mixed with pain beyond physiological limits, unbelievable astonishment, and the collapse of his faith in his own "Perfect Evolution Form," tore through the deep sea!
The sound wave even briefly overwhelmed the lingering force of the shockwave.
The giant foot supporting his mountain-like weight was actually blasted off the seabed by that utterly violent punch!
His massive body was like one struck viciously from the side by an invisible planetary-magnitude giant hammer. He completely lost his balance and staggered uncontrollably to the side, carrying devastating kinetic energy as he toppled.
The sight was like the collapse of a colossal pillar holding up heaven and earth in some myth. A Mountain of Flesh and Carapace came crashing down through the darkness of the deep sea!
His fall triggered a secondary impact. Where his giant foot struck, the seabed cracked apart once more, kicking up a sediment smoke cloud that blotted out everything.
Dust, evaporated seawater mist, Molten Rock Particles, and Norman's Own Ejected Flesh and Blood Fragments mixed together, rolling and rising through the hollow formed by the shockwave. They actually formed a small "Mushroom Cloud," radiating a strange green glow and a bloody stench, sketching out a fleeting yet terrifying Destruction Totem in this eternally dark abyss.
As the dust of destruction gradually settled under the caress—erosion—of the deep sea's heavy pressure and icy seawater, revealing the scene of devastation across the battlefield, the three giant beasts locked onto one another again.
Norman Osborn had risen from his fall. At the flank wound that Hulk's punch had nearly smashed to pulp,