The World Engine of Complete Destruction

"Get out of the way! Leave this to Hulk!" When Hulk realized the Kryptonian had been stomped into the soil by him, he shouted excitedly toward Morbius, then kicked off and charged straight at the Kryptonian fighting Morbius and the others.

When they saw Hulk coming, Morbius and the others quickly left the battlefield. Mainly, they really could not hold on much longer. Pietro and Barry Allen were still all right; they did not have too many injuries, and were only almost exhausted...

But Morbius was covered in all kinds of wounds. Even with a Vampire's recovery ability, he was nearly at his limit too, and the many injuries on his body still showed no sign of healing.

Morbius was stronger than Pietro and Barry Allen, yet he was more badly injured. Naturally, that was because Morbius had taken on more pressure himself. After all, Pietro and Barry Allen were pure speed ability users. If a Kryptonian really landed a couple of hits on them, then even if they did not die on the spot, they would definitely lose their combat power outright. Under such circumstances, Morbius naturally had to shoulder a little more...

With a bang, however, just as Morbius coughed lightly twice, spat up blood, and was about to rest for a moment, a huge figure flew backward, startling the three of them. If Pietro had not reacted quickly and pulled Morbius away at once, Morbius probably would have been sent flying by that enormous body.

And that huge figure was none other than Hulk, who had charged over full of confidence only to be kicked flying.

"You made Hulk angry!" Sensing the strange looks from Morbius and the other two, Hulk inexplicably felt a sense of shame, and his face grew a little strained. He roared at