Abomination was utterly exasperated; it felt like God had been playing tricks on him all along.
As one of the world's top soldiers, he had been called upon by General Ross to shine in the mission to capture the target hostage. Instead, he had a close encounter with a newly emerged Hulk, which left him heavily wounded.
After receiving the Super Soldier Serum and transforming during his near-death experience, he believed himself to be a new super soldier. He was brimming with confidence as he sought to avenge his earlier defeat by Hulk.
However, after taking a punch from Hulk, he was once again severely injured, teetering on the brink of death.
Finally, he had discovered the Gamma Laboratory and injected himself with the Hulk blood, becoming Abomination, now equipped with boundless strength. He had renewed his confidence, thinking he could take down the Symbol of Peace and Hulk to prove himself.
But before he could even get into the action, Kyle and the others had beaten him to the ground mercilessly.
They say that when one door closes, another one opens, but what they don't mention is that sometimes that open door leads to a precipice.
"When I escape this city, I'll come back and make you all pay!" Abomination dug his hands into the ground, his head full of wounds and his body covered in injuries, unable to contain his anger.
Everyone knows what happened next.
"Sizzle!"
The golden fire disc was placed above Abomination's head, and Kyle's wings swept backward as he forcefully pressed it into the ground beneath him.
In an instant, the Eternal Flame raged out of the disc and enveloped Abomination's robust body. Once ordinary flames, now, as they seared Abomination, they emanated a chilling aura of destruction.
"Trample, Trample, Trample!"
Hulk turned and ran, putting several dozen meters between himself and the scene, sitting behind a large bus, still trembling from the encounter.
Iron Man, too, was taken aback. He removed his Iron Man mask and let his foot engines die out as he stood on the ground. He took a few steps forward, staring at Abomination, who was trapped in the Eternal Flame, crying out in agony.
Initially, Abomination had struggled, but Kyle pressed the bottom of the golden fire disc, using it to subdue him. The disc served as a shield against the surging Eternal Flame.
Even in the presence of the destructive Eternal Flame, the fire god himself, Kyle, felt an unsettling heat rising within him.
"No, please!"
Within the engulfing Eternal Flame, Abomination's cries for mercy grew weaker, until there was only the sound of crackling flames.
Kyle estimated that it was time. He lifted the golden fire disc, and the Eternal Flame automatically receded, compressing back into the golden disc.
Only a massive and horrifying silhouette remained on the ground, along with a few scattered black ashes carried away by the wind.
Abomination, a powerful lifeform with a Rare Purple card, had been burned to ashes by the Eternal Flame itself. Kyle's heart skipped a beat as he realized, for the first time, that the Eternal Flame was not a Divine Weapon he could currently control. If used improperly, even he could be consumed by its flames.
"Don't burn…"
The flames continued to burn as before, but from within the core of the golden fire disc, faint sounds of Abomination's agonized wails could be heard. It was as if a desperate ghost from hell was opening its mouth, begging for mercy.
Abomination's soul was trapped within the Eternal Flame.
This thought flashed through Kyle's mind, and he immediately withdrew the Eternal Flame, transforming it back into a card, and storing it in his Card Space.
The Eternal Flame was too mysterious; it would require thorough research in the future.
"Is that monster dead?" Tony asked, looking at the burning silhouette on the ground.
"It's quite evident that it's as dead as can be," Kyle replied, glancing around. "What about Hulk?"
"He seems to have hidden away," Tony shrugged.
"He's right here."
A few dozen meters away, Bucky Barnes, shirtless and with loose-fitting pants, pulled up from slipping down. He waved at the two with a hint of helplessness.
Kyle simply turned and said, "Pretend you don't know him, let's go."
"I agree," Tony nodded in agreement as he donned his Iron Man mask.
…
Meanwhile, in New York, within a hidden and isolated room of a modern building on a central street, the room was decorated in a Western-style reminiscent of the past, as if it were frozen in time before 1945.
On the single bed of the room lay a handsome, tall young man. Dressed in a short-sleeved shirt and long pants, his features were classically chiseled, and he lay there, still submerged in a deep, long sleep.
This room, with its old-world furnishings, was a seamless fit for him, despite the stark contrast to the modern era surrounding it.
A faint, cool breeze wafted in through the window, and warm, golden sunlight bathed the room, making it feel even cozier. A three-blade fan silently rotated overhead, and an antique tabletop radio on an old desk began to emit a soft, rustling sound.
"Both sides remain locked in a fierce confrontation…"
The radio continued to broadcast, and the young man's eyes fixed upon it. His breathing quickened.
Memories rushed back to him, like waves, just before he lost consciousness. Teammates' calm words of encouragement, the roar of an out-of-control aircraft, and the shattering of sea and icebergs.
"Squeak!"
The door creaked open, and a woman in an old military officer's uniform entered the room, softly greeting him, "Good afternoon, Captain."
"Where am I?" The young man's breath quickened, his brows furrowing, his muscles tensing involuntarily.
Before the woman could respond, the radio's broadcast continued: "The fight between sword and shield rages on, with both sides evenly matched!"
The young man couldn't contain himself. He stood up, his eyes emanating a commanding, sharp gaze, and he said in a deep voice, "I remember this. It's a battle I had with a comrade at a military base, but the outcome was not a draw. He won."
Realizing the radio broadcast was falsified, coupled with the woman's evasive gaze, the young man swiftly stood up, agile like a leopard. He forcibly kicked open the room's door and rushed out.
He needed to escape from this place and reunite with Kyle and Carter at the military base!
With the door shattered, he emerged from the room to find a spacious, modern hall on the ground floor, with many employees dressed in black suits bustling about.
The room that had initially appeared to be a secluded laboratory seemed to have been a deception, with nothing real inside.
As the young man charged into the large hall, all eyes turned towards him.
"Emergency alert, all agents, take notice!"
The information broadcasts echoed from all corners of the hall, and agents rushed toward the young man.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The young man charged toward the door, his powerful arms swinging, and he effortlessly knocked down any agents who got too close.
No one could stop him.
The young man fled the SHIELD branch building and found himself on a bustling street!
Car horns blared, and modern skyscrapers stood tall, adorned with vibrant screens displaying various advertisements and festivities. He had never seen a future like this.
He paused at a bustling crossroads in the heart of this dazzling, unfamiliar world.
(End of this chapter)
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