In his eyes, this ignorant girl would be turned into a pile of meat paste in the next second... S.H.I.E.L.D. Command Center.
Unlike the chaos of the Military, it was deathly silent here.
The giant main screen had already locked onto Reze's figure.
"Officer, the target Bomb Devil has entered the Level 1 combat zone."
Agent Hill spoke rapidly, "Natasha is at a high point nearby. Should we have her intercept? There's still a chance."
"No."
Nick Fury crossed his arms, his one eye fixed on the running girl on the screen, his tone deep: "Let her go."
"But Officer, her behavior is completely unpredictable..."
"It's precisely because it's unpredictable." Fury interrupted Agent Hill, his fingers tapping rhythmically on his arm. "She was just extorting Stark, and today she was chatting with Romanoff in a convenience store like old friends one moment, then jumping into this meat grinder the next."
Fury's gaze was as deep as a black hole, as if he wanted to see through the girl's essence via the screen:
"An enemy who possesses devastating power but acts with completely chaotic logic and inscrutable motives is the most terrifying kind."
"I want to see if she's here to put out the fire..."
"Or to make this fire burn even brighter."
...On the devastated street.
Reze didn't know how many eyes were watching her at this moment.
Well, actually she did, but she didn't care.
The girl took a short run-up and nimbly stepped onto the wreckage of a flipped bus, leaping high like a black swift.
Her body stretched in mid-air, framed perfectly against the giant full moon and the burning street behind her.
This time, no one could disturb her.
Under General Ross's astonished gaze, Fury's scrutinizing eyes, and the dumbfounded expression of the soldier sitting on the ground.
Suspended in mid-air, the girl gracefully raised her right hand, her slender index finger hooking the pull ring at her neck once more.
The corners of Reze's mouth curled up, her red lips parting slightly:
"Boom!"
"Click."
The crisp sound of metal clashing was surprisingly clear amidst the noisy battlefield.
The next instant—
BOOM!!!
A violent explosion of light and flame erupted in mid-air, centered on the girl's neck!
The massive Impact instantly blew away the surrounding smoke, and even the glass shards on the ground hummed from the vibration.
As the fire faded, the frail girl had disappeared.
In her place was a pitch-black body filled with the aesthetics of violence.
Where the head should have been, there was now a hideous black bomb head!
The demon-like serrated teeth parted slightly, exhaling hot white steam with every breath.
Sizzle—
At this moment, time seemed to freeze.
General Ross's mouth hung open wide enough to fit a lightbulb: "What... what kind of monster is this now?!"
Abomination was already giving him a headache, then Hulk popped up.
Having those two big idiots already had him fuming with rage, and now another one?
Did he stumble into a goddamn nest of monsters?
Inside the S.H.I.E.L.D. command center, the sound of Agents gasping for air rose one after another.
Fury looked at the black figure on the screen, his one eye full of scrutiny.
"Officer, she's approaching Abomination." Agent Hill's voice was tense. "Is she here to help Hulk? Or..."
At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.
The Adjutant beside General Ross pointed at the sky in terror.
General Ross jerked his head up.
Reze suddenly used an explosion from her soles to propel herself high, crashing down with a piercing whistle less than five meters away from Hulk and Abomination.
Boom!
A lamppost was instantly bent by the Impact.
The humanoid creature with slender female limbs but a hideous bomb for a head was perched like a black monstrous bird atop the twisted lamppost.
Like a monstrous bird
The powerful airflow and the sonic booms from the center of the battlefield made her Gunpowder Apron flutter wildly.
Reze tilted her cold, metallic bomb head.
Below, the two behemoths were locked in a fierce struggle.
Hulk was mounted on Abomination, pounding him madly, while Abomination used his elbows to strike Hulk's temples, each blow accompanied by the dull thud of bone on bone.
Even though Reze's entrance wasn't quiet, in the face of this brawl that could cause minor earthquakes, the two blood-crazed monsters had no time to notice this sudden little fly.
"So noisy."
Reze chuckled. Although her bomb head showed no expression, her casual nonchalance was palpable.
"Might as well say hello."
Under the horrified gazes of General Ross and countless soldiers, Reze suddenly spread her arms.
Her palms, covered in black fuses, aimed at the two giants below.
The next second, a scalp-tingling scene occurred.
Reze's ten slender fingers actually snapped off at the base!
No, not snapped off.
Like the separation of multi-stage Rockets, the base of her pitch-black fingers spat out dazzling tongues of fire, whistling out like miniature cruise missiles!
"Go."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!