Technology's Power (First Update)

Every component inside the Power Armor had stopped functioning from overheating, turning the Arcanist trapped inside into someone sealed in a giant pressure cooker. As the heat-insulating coating and outer armor were destroyed, the extreme heat thoroughly finished off this high-tech Power Armor. The delicate bionic electronic muscles, made of countless fine alloy threads, melted in the heat, then cooled upon contact with sweat and blood, forcibly casting him into a steel statue.

The automatic detection systems were completely ruined. Even the display had caught fire from the heat, releasing poisonous smoke. Yet though deaf and blind, Salomon could still hear Hive's wails—the weak-flying parasites had no time to escape and died in droves. Those that barely survived in the cracks tried to burrow into the sand, hoping to escape the heat. But atop the Nuclear Fusion Guillotine Salomon had chosen, the desert had become a pool of molten glass.

He would not allow the Inhumans' ancient god, the Kree's genetically engineered slave, to continue living.

He kept his eyes closed, listening carefully through the searing pain of his burns, the dizziness of dehydration, and the stench of toxic fumes produced by burning electronic components, until Hive's collective consciousness gradually weakened and finally vanished. The sandstorm once controlled by Hive disappeared completely. Temperatures hot enough to vaporize steel ensured that no living thing could survive.

This had been one of his plans: use himself as bait to concentrate Hive's forces, then airburst a low-yield hydrogen bomb. Only fire and radiation could kill Hive, so he had chosen this most thorough method to eliminate the monster that could destroy civilization. Even though Hive had once faced a hydrogen bomb counterattack before devouring this civilization, it had underestimated its enemies' resolve—underestimated Salomon, and Kamar-Taj, which had raised this brute. This primitive had