Especially his skin's defensive strength.
If [Indestructible] combined with [Asgardian Physique] had previously allowed him to withstand bullets from pistols and submachine guns,
then now, with Green Goblin's enhanced physique stacked on top, Lynn had absolute confidence.
Even large-caliber armor-piercing rounds fired by a Barrett would at most leave a white mark on his skin, unable even to scratch the surface.
His physical defense had reached an almost absurdly terrifying level.
Just as he finished this transformation and was about to get up and test the limits of his current strength,
the special communicator from Gotham suddenly emitted a piercing alarm.
The video feed was forcibly connected.
Alfred Pennyworth's face filled the screen.
The old butler, always impeccably composed, now had a bone-deep wound on his forehead, blood streaming down his aged cheek.
The expensive suit he wore had also been torn to shreds, covered in dust and gunpowder residue.
Behind him was no longer the neat, orderly main console of the Batcave, but a ruin shaking violently as chunks of rock continually fell.
"Doctor Lynn!" Alfred's voice was more urgent than ever.
It even carried a barely perceptible tremor. "Gotham... something's happened in Gotham!"
"Get to the point, Mr. Alfred." Lynn's tone remained calm. In the current chaos,
that calm instead gave Alfred on the other end of the call something to hold on to.
"It's Arkham! An unprecedented riot has broken out at Arkham Asylum!" Alfred reported at a rapid pace.
"Scarecrow somehow acquired a completely new, genetically modified variant fear toxin. We call it Neural Stripping Gas."
"Master Bruce inhaled an extremely high concentration of the gas while suppressing the riot."
"Every antidote stored in the Batcave has failed!"
Lynn's brow furrowed slightly.
"What are the symptoms?"
"The gas acts directly on the neurons, dissolving the threshold