Savage Charge!
Once activated, the Savage Charge skill grants an invincible buff for five seconds and triples attack power!
Fenric’s current strength stat was 303 points.
With the triple boost, his strength skyrocketed to an astonishing 909 points!
Terrifying!
To put this into perspective, a normal adult male has a strength attribute of around 10 points. Fenric’s boosted strength was over 90 tis greater than that of an ordinary human!
A normal man can punch with about 350 pounds of force. Based on this calculation, Fenric’s current punch delivered a crushing 31,500 pounds of force—
The equivalent of a full-speed locomotive smashing directly into the giant monster’s face.
BOOM!!!
The earth trembled violently, and a deafening roar exploded through the streets.
The shockwave was so strong that shop windows on both sides of the street shattered instantly.
The giant monster’s face caved in from the impact of Fenric’s iron ball, as though a massive chunk of its skull had simply vanished.
Its forward montum stopped dead in its tracks!
Its massive body flipped backward due to inertia, then ca crashing down.
"BOOM—RUMBLE!!!"
The monster’s enormous corpse flattened cars, crushed streetlights, and brought down several buildings along the roadside.
One punch.
One dead giant monster.
The Hulk had done such a feat before.
Now, Fenric had done it too.
Of course, Fenric knew he was cheating—his Savage Charge skill was temporary. When its effect ended, his true strength was far weaker compared to Hulk’s raw, unrelenting power.
But no one else knew that.
To everyone watching, Fenric had just one-punched a creature that none of them could even hold back!
"This man..." soone murmured.
"He’s a monster..."
"..."
"What was that sound? Why did everyone suddenly go quiet? I don’t like this silence." Black Widow’s voice ca through the comms.
She was busy rescuing hostages inside a building and hadn’t seen what happened, only hearing the massive impact.
After a long pause, Hawkeye’s voice ca through, laced with disbelief.
"Did that guy... did he just Hulk out?!"
"Stark, listen to ." Captain Arica’s tone was heavy. "Don’t provoke that guy. Not now. I an it."
Steve Rogers could now confirm without a doubt—Fenric had shown them rcy back in the Stark Tower.
If Fenric had used that kind of power back then, both he and Tony would have been in serious trouble.
Tony, unusually quiet, said nothing.
For once, the sarcastic billionaire had no quips left.
Fenric’s display of power was terrifying—not just his strange abilities, but the fact that he killed the giant monster with a single strike.
But Tony Stark wasn’t one to back down easily.
In his mind, plans were already forming.
"I’ll design sothing better," he thought grimly. "A suit that can take down even the Shura God... My ’Anti-Shura Armor.’"
(He heard his na from the Samsara players shouting earlier.)
anwhile, on the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier—
Nick Fury, the one-eyed director, stared intently at the live feed on the monitors.
The screen was filled with Fenric’s figure.
Even Fury, who had seen Hulk’s devastation firsthand, couldn’t help but feel a tinge of fear.
"This guy..." he muttered. "He’s even more dangerous than the Hulk."
The only saving grace was that Fenric didn’t seem hostile—at least not yet.
"Hill!" Fury barked.
"Sir?" Maria Hill straightened beside him.
"I want everything on this man. Every scrap of information you can find. Three days after this war is over, I expect a full report on my desk."
"Understood, sir."
anwhile, the Samsara players were buzzing with excitent and disbelief.
"Holy crap, was that the Shura boss’s real strength?!"
"I swear, that punch... Did he just kill a giant monster in one hit?!"
"Too terrifying! With this level of power, he might even earn an A-rank evaluation!"
"No joke, Shura’s power isn’t any weaker than the Hulk’s! Maybe even stronger in so ways!"
"Wait, A-rank? No one gets that on the Sixth Stage! Even the legendary Adam only hit A-rank after the Thirteenth Stage dungeon!"
"Still, you can’t deny what we saw. Even if it’s not full A-rank, he’s damn close!"
"Forget his power. Did you see his defense? Those energy cannons barely left a mark! That’s so insane mastery of Armant Haki!"
"Yeah, this guy’s too scary. Thank god this dungeon doesn’t have opposing camps. Imagine being on the opposite side of Shura God... you’d be dead in seconds!"
The chatter continued endlessly.
Fenric’s display had shaken both allies and enemies alike.
The Chitauri army, however, was anything but impressed.
"ROAR! ROOOAAAR!!!"
Countless Chitauri soldiers scread in rage upon seeing their prized war beast fall.
The aliens sward toward Fenric with renewed fury.
Fenric grinned.
"Alright... I think I’ve played around long enough."
It was ti.
Ti to move on to the next part of his plan.
After this performance, he was certain—S.H.I.E.L.D. would treat him as a VIP the next ti the "Avengers 2" dungeon rolled around.
Aurora had already hinted at what was coming. Fenric needed to secure his standing now.
With a smirk, Fenric summoned the Mark VII armor.
"Clank! Click! Ka-cha!"
The chanical plates snapped into place, wrapping around him piece by piece.
In monts, the Shura God transford into another imposing "Iron Man," gleaming in red and gold under the war-torn skies.
"What the... Did Shura just steal Tony Stark’s style?!"
"No way, that’s definitely Iron Man’s tech!"
"Damn, this is way too cool! I want one too!"
"Yeah, like anyone would give you one. You’re not exactly Shura God material."
"He’s so badass! Imagine wearing that armor to pick up girls—instant success!"
"Keep dreaming. Only soone like Shura could get away with stealing Tony Stark’s suit and still look better than him in it!"
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