Super God: One Punch and You're Dead

What an overwhelming difference in strength.

The Curse Warrior looked down at the superheroes and the trembling soldiers, his voice filled with disdain.

"You're far too weak, insects."

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"You're far too weak, insects."

The Curse Warrior's massive body came crashing in like a cannonball, breaking the sound barrier in an instant with terrifying momentum.

"Watch out!"

Natasha's face turned pale. With an attack like that...

Even Captain America Steve would suffer broken bones and torn tendons, if not worse.

Such astonishing explosive power.

Her body reacted instantly, but she was too far away.

And Natasha's strength was nothing before the Curse Warrior—like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an egg striking a stone.

She would only be courting death.

"Hulk!"

Natasha screamed hysterically as Hulk's massive body leaped into the air, every muscle on him bursting with astonishing power.

He let out a roar.

Rumble! They collided, and even Natasha, standing far away, could feel the violent shockwave. She nearly lost her footing and fell.

Everyone else was even more horrified.

"So powerful."

"He can actually contend with that monster."

"Does this mean we're saved?"

"Kill that monster! Kill him! Kill that... murderous demon!"

Hulk possessed superhuman strength, speed, and endurance.

His abilities were tied to his emotions. Usually, the angrier he became, the stronger he grew.

He possessed over one hundred tons of strength. His entire body's skin could withstand attacks from cold weapons, bullets, and explosions.

His leg muscles were exceptionally developed, allowing him to leap across vast distances.

He could run at high speed.

He was like a walking fortress, capable of unleashing astonishing explosive force and destructive power anytime, anywhere.

"Before me, the Curse Warrior, you are all insects."

The Curse Warrior threw back his head and laughed. As a Curse