An SSS rating: plundering Death Force affinity
weightlessness.
A strong sense of weightlessness gripped Lynn's consciousness. The cold Black Rock of Helheim, Hela's mournful cries, and the gray embers flying everywhere were all instantly twisted into bizarre and colorful blocks of color, and were frantically pulled backward by the violent spacetime turbulence.
Immediately afterwards, a piercing mechanical sound roared wildly deep within my mind, instantly drowning out the ear-tearing roar of the Destroyer Armor's core engine outside.
[Ding! Simulation ended.]
[Target: Hela.]
[Final Assessment: Facing the wrath of a god-king with a mortal body, absolute favor is forged amidst destruction. The target's psychological Defense Line are completely shattered, and the awakening of the Yandere Personality is 100% complete!]
[Overall Rating: SS S-rank!]
Lynn's consciousness hovered in the void of the settlement space, listening to the series of emotionless mechanical voices, a cruel and fanatical smile slowly curving up at the corners of his mouth.
We won.
The returns from this high-stakes gamble far exceeded his expectations. The once aloof Asgard Eldest Princess, who looked down on mortals and even dared to draw her sword against Odin, had her last shred of pride shattered by his own hands, and was pieced together bit by bit into a madwoman who belonged only to him.
From this day forward, Hela will no longer be Asgard's tool of slaughter, but rather the sharpest, most protective, and most deadly blade in Lynn's hand. The pride of Deity? In the face of Till Death Do Us Part obsession, it is nothing but a fart.
[Drawing SS -S-rank exclusive rewards...]
[Congratulations, host! You have successfully plundered the target's core ability: Death Force Affinity Physique!]
The moment the notification tone ended, Lynn's consciousness was slammed back into his body by an irresistible force.
pain.
A pain that tears your soul apart.
In the New Mexico desert of the Real World, time seemed to stretch out infinitely. The orange-red plasma beams spewed by the Destroyer Armor had completely burned through the Web Shield Gwen Stacy had forcibly woven with high-voltage Bioelectricity. The last few Silk cracked under the intense heat, snapping and vaporizing instantly.
A heatwave of several thousand degrees scorched down on her. Lynn could clearly smell the Carbonization odor of Gwen Stacy's charred suit and hear the sizzling sound of her skin cracking from the intense heat.
The liquid, reeking of blood and burnt smell, splattered onto his cheekbone. Before it could even slide off, it was evaporated by the terrifying heat of the surrounding area, leaving only a dried, dark red patch.
In this Extremis that could have instantly vaporized the two of them, an extreme chill suddenly exploded from the depths of Lynn's heart without warning.
That was pure death.
It's not the physical cold of ice and snow, but the power of rules that strips away all life and reigns supreme over all things.
The instant the Death Force surged into his veins, Lynn's body transformed into a frenzied meat grinder. Externally, there was an extreme heat from the Destruction Beam, enough to melt Uru Metal; internally, there was a black Death Energy capable of freezing even the soul.
Every cell in his body was being brutally torn apart by the Death Energy, then rapidly reorganized under the powerful self-healing ability of the Super-Soldier Serum and Spider Genes. The Chaos Magic and Dark Phoenix Mark that had been dormant within his body sensed the invasion of this foreign power and instinctively began to stir. Scarlet particles and Dark Gold flames surged wildly through his meridians, attempting to devour the Death Energy.
"Swallow it!"
Lynn let out a violent roar from the depths of his consciousness. He forcibly mobilized his Psychic Power and used the microscopic Space Stitching Technique had previously acquired to suppress these three terrifying energies, enough to overturn the Multiverse, deep within his bones and blood with absolute willpower.
The bone marrow was stained with a deep, dark black.
The muscle fibers, tempered by the Death Energy, became dozens of times tougher than Vibranium.
He filled the last gap in his understanding. Chaos Magic alters reality, Dark Phoenix reigns supreme over destruction, and now, he has grasped the most fundamental logic of the Marvel Universe —life and death.
This overwhelming sense of control made Lynn's blood boil.
"Lynn..."
Gwen Stacy was pressed down on him, let out a very faint murmur.
Her back was severely burned, large areas of flesh and blood were indistinguishable, and even her white shoulder blades were exposed to the high temperature. The intense pain caused her body to spasm uncontrollably, but her arms were like welded iron hoops, tightly locking Lynn's neck.
"Let's die together..." Gwen Stacy buried her face in Lynn's neck, mouthfuls of hot blood spilling from her mouth and trickling down Lynn's collarbone. Her grey-blue eyes held no fear of death; instead, the smile on her face held a twisted satisfaction. "In Hell... you'll be mine... no one can take you away..."
This morbidly possessive desire, like a poisoned needle, pierced Lynn's nerves.
He was a tyrant who habitually used everyone as pawns and always maintained complete control. He could exploit the women's obsessions to tear each other apart, but he would never allow the knife he had personally trained to break in such a humiliating way in the hands of a Tin Can!
"Boom--!"
The Energy Core of the Destruction Beam emitted a final, deafening shriek, and the most central pillar of high-temperature energy crashed down, about to completely engulf the two bodies.
A hundred meters away, Coulson was knocked to the ground by the heatwave and closed his eyes in despair.
Having lost his divine powers, Thor knelt on the sand and let out a roar of extreme rage.
One-thousandth of a second.
Just as the plasma was about to touch the back of Gwen Stacy's head, a thick, impenetrable black mist suddenly gushed out from Lynn's pores!
These black mists were extremely domineering. They had no temperature, yet they emitted a piercing Oblivion sound the moment they came into contact with the Destruction Beam.
The orange-red beam of light seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall of sighs, being forcefully cleaved in two and pouring wildly to both sides along the edge of the black mist. The sand beneath them was instantly melted into scalding glass crystals, but Lynn and Gwen Stacy, enveloped in the black mist, could no longer feel any heat.
Gwen Stacy's consciousness had blurred to its limit; she only felt the chest she was pressed against suddenly become icy cold, and the intense heat that had been scorching her disappeared eerily.
The next second, a strong hand gently gripped the back of her head and pulled her into an embrace that exuded a strong Death Energy.
In the blinding light of the Destruction Beam beam, Lynn's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open.
Those once deep eyes were now devoid of any white, filled only with a churning, Death Energy, exuding a savage and murderous intent that surpassed all living beings.