"That was downright terrifying."
The viewers nodded furiously. An American ex-wife was definitely a Godzilla-level threat.
"Ex-wife?"
Mary nearly hurled a lightning bolt at Andrew. What kind of ridiculous nickname was that? Couldn't he pick something nicer, like goddess, angel, heartthrob, or diamond princess?
"I'll settle this with you tonight."
Mary glared at Andrew, then focused on fighting Number Six Doomsday.
At first, the lightning worked extremely well, but as time passed, Mary noticed its effectiveness dropping sharply.
Indeed, the lightning was becoming less effective because Number Six Doomsday had evolved a degree of lightning resistance.
At the same time, Number Six Doomsday gradually adapted to the dizziness. He seized an opening and leaped out of the tornado, then charged into the nearby ruins, grabbed chunks of debris, and hurled them one after another at Mary in the air.
Mary swung her fists, swiftly smashing the debris, then formed a long lightning whip and lashed it down at Number Six Doomsday.
Number Six Doomsday grabbed the lightning whip. Enduring the current coursing through him, he gave it a powerful yank, trying to drag Mary down.
Mary sneered and released the lightning whip. It coiled around Number Six Doomsday's body and exploded with a thunderous roar, blasting him away.
"That's an ex-wife for you. She's incredible."
The viewers marveled. Seeing all six Doomsdays held at bay eased their minds a little. The monsters were powerful, but the superheroes were formidable too.
Andrew wasn't nearly as optimistic. For one thing, the Doomsdays possessed extraordinarily powerful healing abilities. For another, they could evolve, growing stronger and stronger as time passed.
Seeing Mary's spectacular finishing move left Hancock dumbfounded. Why did she know so many moves while he didn't know any? They were the same species, so why was the gap so enormous? It