In an instant, the blue symbiote surged into Nathan's body, fusing seamlessly with his very cells. As it merged, a surge of power erupted inside him, his body overwhelmed with energy as his cellular structure began to expand and strengthen.
He could feel it—every inch of him pulsing with a force far beyond what he once knew. It was as if a roaring tide of raw strength was breaking free from within, flowing like lava through his veins.
A massive new body formed—over three meters tall—covered in a shimmering blue membrane, the armor-like skin of the symbiote reshaping him into a monstrous titan. His muscles bulged, his limbs thrummed with might, and his every breath made the walls feel like they would crack under pressure.
Yet, Nathan could move it as easily as his own body, effortlessly swinging his arms, stretching his new physique with full control. It was no longer just a suit—it had become him.
In front of the mirror stood a terrifyingly powerful blue behemoth, a face demonic and grim, twisted into a feral grin. But beneath that monstrous expression was Nathan—grinning wide, eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
"Let's see what this body can really do," he murmured and walked toward the power-testing machine beside him.
He took a deep breath, channeled every ounce of his new strength into his arm, and threw a punch.
Bang!
The machine shook violently, its screen flickering as numbers began climbing at breakneck speed.
70 tons.
80 tons.
90 tons…
100 tons.
Finally, it slowed and halted at 104 tons.
Nathan's sharp, pointed teeth flashed in a toothy grin. "I broke through the hundred-ton threshold. A full 45-ton jump from my original 61 tons."
Looking at himself in the mirror, he muttered, "I'm already stronger than Spider-Man at his peak. And even the Hulk's base strength starts around a hundred tons."
But Nathan wasn't satisfied.
He knew the Hulk's strength grew exponentially with rage. Spider-Man, despite developing his powers to their absolute limits, only managed to reach the Hulk's base level. That comparison alone was enough to prove how vast the Hulk's growth potential truly was.
This was why Nathan had chosen the Hulk and Abomination as the foundation for his power enhancements. Not only did they begin strong, but their ceilings were beyond comprehension.
"Just the symbiote brought me this far… Now, let's see what demonic power adds."
Activating his bracelet, dark energy burst forth, enveloping his colossal blue body. Shadows coiled and seeped into his every muscle, reinforcing his strength further.
The power amplified.
Nathan clenched his fist again, stepping up to the power tester.
Boom!
A thunderous shockwave cracked through the room. Even with the reinforced walls, everything shuddered violently.
Meanwhile, in a chamber nearby, Hei Kong, still bound to the operating table, flinched at the noise. Her enhanced hearing picked up the devastation happening just a room away.
> "This guy is a monster!"
The beast's voice inside her hissed in disbelief.
"He's already surpassed a hundred tons. That explosion shook a sealed alloy room!"
Hei Kong's eyes widened in shock.
> "A human... surpassing 100 tons? That's unthinkable…"
She had reached the peak of her own abilities, barely managing several dozen tons. But this—this was something else.
> "He extracted demonic power from me using that tiny device. That kind of feat is only possible for demons of the highest order… or dimensional lords. But he's neither."
> "If he doesn't die, this human will surpass them all—even the lords of hell."
The room rumbled again as the numbers climbed on the screen:
110 tons…
120…
130…
140…
147 tons.
Nathan's heart beat with excitement.
"An additional 41 tons from demonic enhancement. My strength has gone from 61 to 147 tons. More than double."
He had stepped into a new realm of power.
But he wasn't blind to the danger.
"Symbiotes," he whispered, "still have weaknesses. Fire and sound."
He remembered the story well—the origin of symbiotes, created by Knull, the ancient evil deity who crafted the first symbiote from his shadow, forming the Black Death Sword that decapitated a Celestial.
That divine corpse gave birth to the first symbiote—a black, cursed substance that passed on its fear of fire and sound. It was a genetic imprint, burned into every symbiote's code since.
But even weaknesses can evolve.
"There are symbiotes that overcome it—like Venom. Eventually, he shed those limits."
The blue and pale yellow symbiotes inside the lab quivered as Nathan said these words. They knew the origin of their kind. Yet this human… this man knew too much.
> "How could he possibly know about Knull and the furnace?"
"Is he… connected to the Symbiote Lords?"
Nathan ignored the fear rumbling within them. "One day, you'll evolve too. If not, you're just not worthy."
With that, he deactivated the demonic power. Black energy seeped out of his body and returned to the bracelet.
"Come off."
The blue symbiote obeyed, leaping off his body and crawling into the container beside the pale yellow one. The lid shut behind it with a soft click.
Obedient. Controlled.
Nathan sat at the nearby desk, turned on the computer, and whispered, "147 tons. I wonder… can I defeat Venom now?"
He began searching the military database.
"Venom's last recorded strength… 180 tons. That was a year ago."
He wasn't disappointed. He was thrilled.
"Good. That means his ceiling is high. The stronger he gets, the more valuable his DNA and power template become."
He calculated further.
> "If Venom was 180 tons a year ago, he might be 200 now.
But with the symbiote and demonic enhancements… once I complete my evolution, I could hit 250 or even 300 tons."
That would be enough.
Enough to challenge hatred.
Enough to dominate.
He stood up. "While enhancing my own strength, I can also help the symbiote evolve past its weaknesses. Once that happens, its full combat potential will be unmatched."
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Life Foundation Building.
Inside, Spider-Man infiltrated the tower, moving like a shadow. He disabled guards in the control room and accessed surveillance.
His eyes widened as he watched.
> "Human experimentation… symbiotes used on homeless people…"
Rage burned in his chest.
He clicked to later footage—a mysterious figure raiding the lab, invisible to the cameras.
Switching to thermal mode, he saw it—a glowing orange silhouette, dodging bullets and snatching both symbiotes with ease.
> "Who is this guy?"
"He took both of them like it was nothing…"
Spider-Man's fists tightened. Memories of a silver monster tearing through civilians still haunted him.
> "I have to find those creatures. Before it's too late."
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