The Cannon Fire Roared-Could He Still Stand?

You've got to be kidding!

Did Hulk's abilities really only lie in his strength?

As the perfect organism, Hulk's skin was practically impervious to blades and bullets. Whenever he was struck, he would grow angrier, his body would swell dramatically, and his resistance to attacks would increase once more.

Aside from his absurdly high defense, even if Hulk was injured, he possessed an even more terrifying regenerative ability!

In this world, having transformed into the Human-Human Fruit: Mythical Zoan - Hulk Form, he would perfectly inherit this ability. Facing such an insignificant attack, Banner even revealed a faintly mocking smile.

"Hiss—"

The people nearby looked at Will, who had already died a miserable death, and didn't even dare make another sound.

Was this really a vanguard force?

They had simply sent a group of cannon fodder up there.

"Concentrate your gunfire and artillery on him!" someone stepped forward and shouted. "Otherwise, none of us will survive. Focus our combat strength and eliminate this menace first!"

Some of the individuals who had still been hostile to one another responded in succession, then stopped fighting among themselves.

A bizarre scene appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

The several factions that had originally been fighting fiercely against one another had, without prior arrangement, formed a united front. Their common enemy was Banner!

Faced with an individual this overwhelmingly powerful, they would eventually be wiped out if they continued exhausting themselves in internal conflict.

That was why they had chosen to unite temporarily as they were now and deal with Banner together.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, everyone aimed their guns at Banner. Ammunition poured out almost simultaneously, wave after wave without pause. The dense artillery fire stirred up dust and smoke that blotted out the sky, while tongues of flame roared and fires raged. The streets had long since become a scene from hell.

The roar of the artillery continued for a full minute. Some people had emptied all their ammunition, without leaving a single round behind.

Dust and smoke filled the air. Banner hadn't left immediately—he had endured the full baptism of the artillery fire. What had happened to him?

Everyone stood rooted to the spot without acting rashly, waiting for the black smoke to disperse.

However, as the smoke gradually thinned, a massive figure as imposing as a mountain was still standing behind it!

He was even larger than before.

Clearly, after enduring several waves of fierce attacks, Hulk's defenses had not been breached—but he had been thoroughly enraged!

Hulk's anger had been roused once again!

"Roar!"

Banner's consciousness seemed to have completely disappeared. A pure beast was now controlling his will.

A berserk beast possessing nothing but slaughter and rage!

His originally three-meter-tall body had expanded directly to five meters, and it was still growing. The visual suppression brought by his size, combined with the terrifying pressure from his vicious gaze, made even these hardened criminals who lived by the blade feel their legs weaken in fear.

"It had no effect at all?"

Someone cried out in despair.

The guns and cannons in their hands might not have been very powerful, but how could the dense barrage of gunpowder from fifty or sixty people have failed to accomplish anything?

Even a drop of water could pierce stone!

Why did this green monster become tougher and stronger the more they attacked him?

In the end, Banner's body stopped growing at around six meters. A height of six meters would count as tall even among unusually developed humans, second only to the Giants.

But could this really be Hulk's limit?

Soon, someone witnessed the answer!

"Move aside! Those are Kham's people!" someone shouted, telling the people in front to scatter.

Everyone turned around and saw a fairly uniformed group of people pushing out more than twenty cannons and aiming them at Hulk.

"Those aren't cannons from a warship, are they?"

Someone asked cautiously.

"With this caliber, they're probably main-gun class. One shot could probably level an entire building!" Looking at the enormous muzzles, someone couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath. "That monster can't possibly survive this!"

"Everyone, spread out! Don't get caught in the crossfire!"

Very quickly, these disorderly people withdrew to both sides, while the more than twenty cannons were all aimed at Hulk.

Banner was puzzled by his sudden increase in size and had not noticed the changes around him—but in that brief moment, the cannons had already been fully prepared.

"Await my command!" The commander was actually the underling who had met Kham earlier. "Fire!"

At the same moment, several black shells the size of human heads flew toward Hulk from multiple directions.

Finally, Banner raised his head and looked at the pitch-black spheres, somewhat curious about what they were.

Banner reached out with his enormous green hand and directly caught the first shell. However, in the next moment, the shell exploded, and the high-temperature shockwave instantly blasted his hand into a bloody mess.

Besides that, dozens of other shells struck various parts of his body.

"Roar!"

An enraged roar tore through the sky, but it was quickly drowned out by one thunderous explosion after another.

The roar abruptly stopped, leaving behind only the ceaseless echoes of explosions.

This time, forget the surrounding buildings—even the entire ground was blasted into a deep crater.

The area where Banner had been was completely ruined. The earth was scorched, and dust and rubble filled the air.

"He's dead, right?" the underling laughed loudly. "These are cannons on the level of a Buster Call. Although they aren't as large in scale as those dozen or so warships, their individual power is no different!"

Looking at the still-brand-new cannons, the underling grew increasingly awed by his boss.

"And we haven't even used our true secret weapon yet. This Zoan user is nothing special after all."

The contents of the crater were completely exposed. A battered and crippled green body lay inside, green blood spilling across the ground—it looked deader than dead.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Everyone saw it clearly and finally let out a collective sigh of relief.

"That monster is finally dead!"

One person even jumped directly into the crater and stood on Hulk's "corpse," cursing loudly.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"What was that sound?" someone asked in confusion.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

The sound grew increasingly distinct, like an incredibly heavy heartbeat. It made people wonder what sort of gigantic body required such a powerful heart to pump its blood.

"Wait?"

Someone was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

"He's not dead!"

"What?"

Everyone turned to look, their hearts—which had just settled—rising into their throats once more.

Listening carefully, the heartbeat was indeed coming from the "corpse" beneath the feet of that bold, fearless man.

At that moment, the fearless man—or rather, the ignorant man—suddenly felt that the body beneath his feet was astonishingly hot. Even through the soles of his shoes, the heat badly scalded his feet.

"Boom!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Hulk's battered body rapidly healed at a visible speed. All the wounds vanished in an instant, and the green blood that had been flowing also disappeared.

"No way..."

The entire scene fell deathly silent, as everyone feared that this monster, which had clearly been "playing dead," would stand up once again.