"Looks like this Hulk is still the dim-witted Hulk, not the one who gets stronger the angrier he gets."
He had thought this world's Hulk might have an improved power set, but it turned out he was still the same as before.
The Hulk of the Marvel Cinematic Universe had already lost the ability to grow stronger with his anger.
In the Avengers, he had been reduced to something like a superpowered foot soldier.
Their brief exchange over the past few minutes... no, it had really just been Mercer showing off his footwork.
After such humiliating treatment, Hulk should have grown stronger.
Instead, he behaved like a five-year-old covered in muscles, raging impotently. It was deeply disappointing.
"All right, let's end this farce here."
Mercer stopped dodging.
Seeing his chance, Hulk sent a fist thundering toward him.
"Freeze."
At that quiet command, Hulk froze in midair, unable to move.
Once Hulk was immobilized, Stark walked over as well. Looking at Hulk, who stood frozen like a statue, he realized this was his first time seeing him from so close.
If not for those eyes, which could still move and were staring at them without blinking, he really would have thought Hulk was a statue.
Meeting Hulk's fierce glare, Stark fell silent for a moment before speaking slowly.
"Don't your eyes get dry, keeping them open that long?"
The corner of Hulk's mouth twitched. I'm glaring at you with murderous intent, trying to kill you with my eyes, and you're asking whether they're dry?
I think there's something seriously wrong with you.
Lockdown burst out laughing beside them.
That remark also made Hulk blink the only part of him that could still move-his eyes. He stopped glaring relentlessly at Mercer and Stark.
Mercer rubbed his chin, lost in thought.
Although he