Looking at the 52% probability displayed by the pal sphere, which refused to increase further, Luka found himself in a dilemma.
"Is this the limit?" If it had been 60% or 70% and not rising, Luka would have thrown the pal sphere without hesitation.
But this "52%," a fifty-fifty chance...
Luka wanted to hit the guy on the ground a couple more times, but he was worried he might kill him.
Luka wasn't concerned about the guy dying inside the pal sphere from severe injuries; usually, pokeballs like these should be able to temporarily stabilize injuries.
But if he directly killed him, the corpse definitely couldn't be captured.
Coupled with the increasingly violent tremors in this pale space, he simply stopped agonizing over it.
"Although this ball is precious, for stronger guys, the probability of catching them with this trash ball would definitely be lower. Fifty percent is already pretty good!" With that thought, Luka directly threw the pal sphere in his hand.
The blue-gold sphere drew an arc in the air and hit the blood-soaked Spotted Man.
It then suddenly expanded and bounced into the air, the sphere splitting into two halves.
The Spotted Man on the ground transformed into a stream of light and was sucked into the sphere.
The blue pal sphere gently swayed in mid-air; the original "52%" instantly rose to "85%."
It swayed again...
This time, it wasn't the pal sphere swaying, but the entire space.
Luka only felt a flash of white before his eyes.
With a loud boom, he was launched into the air.
As the white light dissipated.
Looking around, all that surrounded him were fragments of various debris that had previously been absorbed into the Spotted Man's space.
Most of them were building stones, with scattered broken cars or street signs, all spewing out together.
The sharp-eyed Luka even saw it.
In the distance, the Veronica armor, also ejected from the black hole, was holding Captain America Steve Rogers.
And Steve was still raising his Vibranium shield, clanging it against the Veronica armor's chest plate.
Clearly, he hadn't recovered from his controlled state.
However, Luka had no time to concern himself with his good friends' lover's quarrel. His gaze quickly locked onto the pal sphere in front of him, which had jumped to "100%," and he grabbed it.
"It's done!" Without time to check the state of the Spotted Man trapped inside the pal sphere, Luka quickly stepped onto a piece of building debris ejected from the black hole.
His figure changed direction continuously in the air, successfully bringing the pal sphere back into his boxing mobile suit.
Subsequently, more ruins and debris crashed onto the boxing mobile suit's external armor, but they could no longer pose any threat to Luka.
"Tony, how are the others?!"
After re-entering the cockpit, Luka immediately contacted Tony. However, the one who answered him was not Stark, who was currently being hammered in the face by Captain.
"Gwen and Natasha have been successfully restrained..."
Hakimi immediately projected two images in front of Luka.
The two mechas, Erha and Five Haro, were firmly embracing the struggling Natasha and Gwen as they soared into the air.
Erha holding Natasha was fine, but Gwen, who was both disobedient and incredibly strong, nearly broke Five Haro's tightly clasped arms. It was unclear how much longer he could hold on.
As for the other two.
Before Hakimi could report.
"Roar!"
With a furious roar, the green Hulk, stepping on the airborne debris, charged straight ahead and crashed into the boxing mobile suit's external armor.
With a bang.
Under the enormous impact, the boxing mobile suit, which had already adjusted its posture and was ready to land, was directly sent flying by Hulk's blow.
It was fortunate that the E-carbon was strong enough; otherwise, it might not have been just sent flying, but directly pierced through.
Even so, Luka still felt a violent tremor inside the cockpit.
Luka endured the violent shaking, controlling the boxing mobile suit to raise its arm and aim at Hulk, who was still trying to pursue.
"Bang~"
A black spherical object was shot from the mecha's palm.
This black sphere was not a missile or an energy cannon.
Instead, it exploded again in the air, then quickly unfurled into a super-large black net, firmly trapping Hulk.
How could Hulk tolerate such an insult?
He immediately roared, trying to tear apart the large net that enveloped him.
However, no matter how Hulk struggled and tore, even swelling a bit more due to anger, he still couldn't tear the black net apart.
Instead, he became more and more entangled by the giant net, causing him to lose his ability to leap in the air and begin to fall towards the ground.
"Hmph hmph~ A mere green giant, do you really think you can challenge Conan's science~?"
Yes, this black giant net looked simple, but it was actually woven using the production techniques of the Detective Conan World's Extendable Straps.
It was mentioned before that the boxing mobile suit had the ability to partially inherit the "concept effects" of other tools.
Luka's later in-depth testing showed that the weapon system could also inherit such effects.
Originally, Luka had prepared this giant net to deal with Tony's Anti-Boxer armor. With the strength of the Extendable Straps' tensioners, a single strap could directly hold up a toppling super-large Ferris wheel.
This super-large capture net, woven from hundreds of Extendable Straps, would cause Tony's Veronica armor to become entangled even if it could split its limbs.
Using it against someone like Hulk, who relied on brute strength and wasn't very clever, was actually more suitable.
However, just as Luka had restrained the berserk Hulk and crashed to the ground with the scattered debris.
To the side, a black shadow suddenly darted out from a corner.
"Again?!"
Luka cursed inwardly, but still controlled the mecha to raise its arm.
However, this time, before he could even showcase more new and interesting weapons, the black shadow that darted out suddenly stopped and shouted at Luka in its hoarse, deep voice.
"Hey~ Metal Rider! I can control Harry's body, and I won't attack him!"
Saying that, the Venom in front of him seemed to prove the credibility of its words, quickly peeling off Harry Osborn's face.
The result was that Harry, usually gentle and elegant, looked ferocious without Venom's control, even trying to bite Venom.
Conversely, the Venom head that had grown on his shoulder, despite its more terrifying patterns and appearance, exuded a sense of calm and composure.
"Mm-hmm~ That's right. It's just negative emotional control from a mere negative. My previous hosts were much crazier than Harry in this state."
"Wait, Harry seems to be waking up. Let him talk to you himself."