Just as Russell was debating whether to save Jasper, Allen had already transformed, looking eager aed...

  Notig this, Russell warned, "Be careful, don't get careless!"

  After being thhly beaten by Russell once, Allen had unsciously started treating Russell as his superior.

  So, even though he was itg to fight, he had to wait for Russell's permission before he could actually make a move.

  Just as Allen firansf, the rampaging mutated Jaoticed his presence.

  However, the sight of Allen, now a green mini-Hulk, only made Jack pause for a brief moment.

  Although the mutated Jack seemed pletely out of trol, he had not actually lost his mind. He still retained some of his inal thoughts.

  And among the few remaining shreds of his rationality, a signifit portion was ed by his hatred for Russell.

  Even though Jack had mutated, his hatred for Russell hadn't disappeared, it had only grown stronger.

  If it weren't for Russell, he wouldn't have turned into this monstrous form. He wouldn't have bee the very thing he once despised, a mutated superhuman.

  The root cause of all this was the bck-haired Asian kid standio Allen, the one he found increasingly detestable.

  "Aaaahhhh!!!"

  Jack let out a roar, then charged at Russell like an enraged elephant.

  As Jack ran, the ground seemed to tremble slightly, and his massive body pletely blocked the corridor.

  Fag the charging mutated Jack, Allen, now a green mini-Hulk, was the first to step forward only to be effortlessly swatted aside.

  The rger the creature, the greater its strength... this was a universal fact.

  And the mutated Jack was the perfect embodiment of unstoppable force.

  Allen, who had been easily sent flying, only mao stabilize himself after crashing into a wall. He shook his head, trying to clear the dizziness.

  With just a single collision, Jack had demonstrated his overwhelming power, sending a wave of tension through everyone present.

  If even Allen in his transformed state couldn't withstand Jack's strength, who in the base could possibly stop him?

  Russell's overall bat ability might be strohan Allen's, but that was only because of his superior bat experiend instincts.

  In terms of pure physical strength, Russell was the weakest of the three Abomination soldiers.

  Russell turo Heather and Wilson, "Head to the training field. This pce is too small for a fight!"

  "The training field? Won't that give him even more freedom to move?"

  Wilson wasn't a fighter, so he couldn't uand why Russell would abandon the advantageous terrain here and choose the training field, which would only be Jack.

  The mutated Jack's massive size made the normal corridors a signifit straint for him.

  "This pce isn't suitable for him nor for us!"

  Russell briefly answered Wilson's question, thehe way to the training field.

  On the way, Russell grabbed Jasper Sitwell and dragged him along.

  As Russell grabbed him, Jasper immediately shouted, trying to use his authority to and Russell to escort him to safety, "What are you doing? I order you to let go and ese out of here! That's an order, soldier!"

  Annoyed, Russell's respoo Jasper's shouting was, "Shut up if you want to live!"

  Still, to prevent Jasper from tinuing to make noise, Russell delivered a swift chop to the back of his neck, effectively knog him out cold.

  Ohey reached the training field, Russell casually tossed the unscious Jasper aside and walked to the ter.

  The training field was still in the same state as before, with broken crates and walls everywhere, and even the bloodstains from Russell's previous injuries hadn't been ed.

  "Looks like this is where it ends..."

  After arriving at the training field, Russell took off his jacket, stretched his limbs, and quietly waited for the mutated Jack to arrive.

  Alleher, and the others soon arrived at the training field as well, along with Dr. Wilson and the remaining Hydra soldiers.

  There were still about twenty or thirty soldiers, but most of them were injured. Even if they weren't, they posed no threat to a mutated Jack.

  Aside from the soldiers, Allen aher also couldn't do much damage to Jack.

  her of them had pleted their bat training, and relying solely on their instincts, they stood no ce against their grotesque foe.

  Whether it was bat experience, instincts, or enhanced physical abilities, they were far inferior to Jack.

  Knowing this, Russell g his juniors and said, "This is a personal grudge between him and me. You two don't o interfere, just cheer me on from the sidelines."

  Allen aher had initially po assist Russell, but his words pletely dispelled that notion.

  Still, even though Russell inteo deal with the mutated Jack alone, he wasirely fident of victory.

  But in a fight, anything ossible.

  If you only acted when you were absolutely certain of success, where was the fun in life?

  Crushing pos might bring satisfa, but it couldn't pare to the honor of defeating a strong adversary.

  Russell didn't have to wait long. Although the mutated Jack had some difficulty navigating the corridors, he eventually made it to the training field.

  Like an enraged beast, Jack leaped out of the training field's entrand nded heavily in the ter.

  "Kill... you!" Perhaps due to his mutation, Jack's ability to speak seemed impaired. His words sounded more like a low growl than actual speech.

  "e at me if you dare, you MUTATED FREAK!" Russell deliberately used the term 'mutated freak' to mock Jack, who had once harbored extreme hatred for superhumans.

  'You looked down on superhumans, didn't you? You despised them, didn't you? You hated them, didn't you?'

  'And now, you've bee the very thing you despised and looked down upon. You're nothing but an arrogant waste and a pathetic piece of trash!'

  As expected, upon hearing the term 'mutated freak', the already furious Jack became even more enraged.

  His fists, each rger than Russell's waist, pouhe ground in a chaotic frenzy, like an angry goril, creating deep craters in the ground.

  "I will... kill... you!"