Boom!!
A heavy punch slammed into Fire Cloud Evil God's back. He spat out a huge mouthful of blood and turned his face in disbelief, looking at Luke Cage.
"How is that possible?"
Shock flashed through his heart, and then he saw the tattered umbrella in his hand. The grenade's explosion had completely destroyed it, driving out the mental interference imposed on Luke.
Bastard!!
The Muscle-Tendon Change Classic circulated at full force inside him, and the black smoke over his body condensed into a sheet, but the force of a punch weighing dozens of tons was so heavy that even he could not withstand it. He could only spit out another mouthful of blood and was blasted far away like a ball.
Bang—!
"Fire Cloud Evil God!!"
Luke savagely tore off his own shirt, his dark pecs trembling as he strode toward Fire Cloud Evil God. He was going to let this bastard who had controlled him taste a Black man's damn fists!
[Emotional value from Luke Cage +1855]
"Pah! I underestimated you."
The bones in his back had shattered in patches. Fire Cloud Evil God endured the agony and stood up from the ground. A strange thought flashed through his mind; it seemed his Muscle-Tendon Change Classic should not have been this simple.
But Luke's attack no longer allowed him to keep thinking. He used the Muscle-Tendon Change Classic to barely protect his internal organs and raised his hands to fight Luke.
They were like two war elephants gone red-eyed with killing, crashing wildly into each other on the spot. Every punch struck flesh, primitive and brutal, brimming with a sense of power.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
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Watching the two of them fight like mad, Frank silently took out his walkie-talkie.
"Barton, I keep feeling like something's wrong