A massive, bloated green fist smashed into Venom's face. Venom's fangs shattered, its face completely distorted.
A huge, well-muscled black fist slammed into Hulk's face. Hulk's teeth were knocked out, his expression becoming even more twisted.
"Now that's what I call a punch!"
Hulk roared with laughter, expressing his exhilaration. How long had it been? How long since he'd had such a satisfying fight? For forty-five years, he hadn't had a good fight, and it had to be an evenly matched opponent like this to be truly satisfying!
This fight wasn't Peter's doing; it was entirely Venom operating on its own. It merely needed a host to stabilize its existence. Venom wasn't considered powerful within its own species, but a symbiote's strength depended not just on the symbiote itself, but also on the host. In this state of wild outburst, Venom could absolutely fight the Wasteland Hulk to a standstill.
Or rather, the Wasteland Hulk's combat power had severely weakened after years of no opponents, compounded by old age, frailty, and a brain fried by radiation. Venom was fighting with no pressure at all. A three-meter-tall muscular monster and a five-meter-tall bloated monster exchanged blow after blow, fist to flesh.
Punch after punch.
The ground began to crack, then collapse. As their punches grew stronger, the collapse spread. Deadpool had just yelled, "Someone save me!" when Old Hawkeye dragged his upper body out of the combat zone.
"Thanks, normal person. Could you bring my lower half over too?"
Deadpool said expectantly. Hawkeye looked at the two behemoths fighting, then at Deadpool's lower half, which seemed to have been repeatedly stepped on, and nodded reluctantly. "I'll try my best. Otherwise, why don't you think about how to regrow one?"
"That sounds like it might be a good idea." Deadpool looked at his lower half, which had just been stepped on again, and let out a emotionless sigh: "Oh, my left leg, oh, my right leg, oh, my…"
Venom and Hulk exchanged another punch. In pain, Hulk instinctively bit down on Venom's muscular arm, but beneath it wasn't Peter Parker's arm, just a mass of pure symbiote. The arm he bit exploded, transforming into black shackles that tightly bound Hulk's neck.
Hulk raised his fists and slammed them onto Venom's face, punch after painful punch, but Venom remained unchanged. It pulled Hulk fiercely, then pressed Hulk's head into the ground, smashing it repeatedly. The ground continued to collapse, finally kicking up a massive cloud of dust.
"That's it! Give that guy what for!"
Old Hawkeye roared with excitement. His eyes were getting worse by the day, but today, he saw the dawn of hope! Starting with that damn Banner, was the wasteland finally going to change?!
Logan walked over to them. He had come to help, but it seemed unnecessary now, so he just parked his car to the side and asked, "How much longer until they're done fighting?"
Half of Deadpool made room for him. "Who knows? Considering this is a Spider-Man fanfic, I think Venom will win."
Hulk, being ground into the dirt, was building up his rage. He opened his mouth and roared. In the deafening fury, Venom began to break apart, unable to maintain its shape. Hulk continued to roar, until—
Until the Iron Spider inside revealed its sharp claws, and two of the mechanical arms from its back directly pierced Hulk's eyes, stabbing into his brain, and then twisted.
"It's all over, Banner!"
"Over?!"
To Peter's surprise, Hulk, whose brain had been turned into pulp, actually grabbed his mechanical arm, ripped him down, and punched him away. He had lost his eyes, but he was still alive. Hawkeye cursed and drew his bow, but Logan was a step faster. He walked towards Hulk.
He still didn't reveal his claws.
But he picked up the two katanas Deadpool had left behind.
Logan walked behind Hulk, then directly used the two katanas like scissors, clamping down on Hulk's neck, intending to sever his head. But even with his strength, it wasn't enough to rip Hulk's head off. Hulk sensed the enemy behind him and reached backward, trying to throw Logan off. Logan held on tightly, refusing to let go.
This was the best opportunity, Peter realized, and he rose and lunged towards the battlefield. As long as he helped Logan sever Hulk's head, everything would end—
The pitch-black symbiote instantly covered Logan's entire body, causing his strength to immediately surge! Explode! Intensify! The Adamantium katanas almost sliced off Hulk's head, just a little more! Just a little!
Venom opened its massive maw, bit down on Hulk's already half-severed head, and with a powerful tug, ripped it clean off Hulk's neck. It held it in its mouth for a second, then spat it out directly. The greenish head rolled to the side, then transformed into a human head.
Bruce Banner, codename Hulk, former Avenger, 45 years a villain and cannibal.
Dead.
Venom retreated from Logan's body, returning to the approaching Peter, and popped its head out. "You didn't have to kill him. You're welcome."
"Oh, uh, okay."
"Also, radiated brains are disgusting. I'm not eating human brains here."
I don't think you should eat human brains anywhere, Peter thought, but didn't say it aloud; Venom would hear it anyway, now that they were bonded. Old Hawkeye, on the other hand, walked over happily and patted Logan on the back. "Haha, old pal, still got it, huh?"
"You guys could have handled it without me, but I have farm chores to do early in the morning and I'm in a hurry to get back, so I gave you a hand."
Logan finished, then looked at the cave where Banner had stayed, exchanging a glance with Hawkeye. "Do you think the rent they collected is in there?"
"I'll take a share for Ashley's upbringing, and you can take the rest back to share with the neighbors," Old Hawkeye smiled. "Even though Banner's dead, his brats might not all be gone. But then again, Banner's dead, what are we afraid of his little pups for? Remember to show your claws, old pal."
Only half of Deadpool, still on the Spider-Mobile with Hawkeye, shrugged, looking at Peter approaching. "See? Didn't I tell you? Venom definitely took out the Hulk in the end."