The Invisible Force Field Shattered, the Night Sky Sword's Absolute Suppression

The thin, transparent Force Field beneath Lynn's feet, before it could even take shape as a spatial teleportation device, was covered by a layer of gray frost.

The frigid Death Energy spread wildly along the ground. With a crisp "crack," Susan's proud Molecular Force Field shattered into countless transparent fragments, like cheap glass struck by a heavy hammer.

Lynn stood still, not even blinking. He even had the leisure to adjust the position of his left arm to make Gwen Stacy more comfortable in his arms. His deep black eyes peered through the flying ice shards, watching Hela a hundred meters away with great interest.

"Thief." Hela's voice was as cold as an icy blade, making no attempt to conceal its brutality and murderous intent.

The Asgard Goddess of Death paid no heed to Wanda, who was panting in mid-air. She whirled around and clenched her right hand tightly in the air.

The countless Night Sky Sword emitted a piercing buzzing sound. It was the friction sound of high-density Death Energy tearing through the air. The next second, hundreds and thousands of pitch-black longswords transformed into a reverse black rainstorm, pouring down on the ruins where Susan was.

There were no fancy magical trajectories, only pure, brutal crushing.

A hundred meters away, Susan's face turned deathly pale. She could feel the tentacles of her Force Field being forcibly severed, and a sharp, needle-like pain shot through the depths of her brain. But she couldn't care less about any of that.

"Natasha, step back!" Susan screamed, her hands suddenly rising upwards.

Blue veins bulged on her forehead and fair neck. She recklessly overloaded the Negative Zone Matrix within her body, layer upon layer, ten layers... a full twenty layers of high-density Invisible Force Field stacked in mid-air, forming a semi-circular absolute defensive shield.

This is her current limit, enough to withstand a direct hit from Tactical Nuke.

But this defense is laughably fragile in the face of the Laws of Death that Universal-level.

The moment the first Night Sky Sword struck the Force Field, there was no explosion, only an extremely sharp cutting sound. The black blade, carrying Death Energy that stripped away all life, severed the energy bonds of the Force Field directly at the molecular level.

Then came the second game, the third game, the hundredth game...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Layers of Invisible Force Field exploded one after another, like foam boards being riddled with bullets from a heavy machine gun. The intense energy backlash surged back into Susan's body through her nerve endings.

"Pfft--" Susan tilted her head back and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blood was torn apart by the gale in mid-air, splattering onto her pale cheeks. Her knees slammed heavily onto the crystallized frozen earth, creating two cracked craters, but her hands still held on tightly to the last three layers of Force Field.

"Don't... take him away..." Susan gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with obsessive madness. Even though her insides were bleeding, she would never allow another woman to take Lynn away from her.

Hela trudged through the ashes, walking step by step toward Susan. The Black Thorn Crown on her head gleamed eerily in the dim light, and with each step she took, the surrounding pressure grew heavier.

"How dare a mere rat hiding in the shadows lay its eyes on my King Consort?"

Hela walked to within ten meters of Susan, looking down at the woman who was still struggling. There was no anger in her eyes, only extreme contempt, as if she were looking at a bug.

"Your proud barrier is, in my eyes, less than a thin sheet of paper."

Hela slowly raised her right hand, her index and middle fingers together, and casually made a sweeping motion in Susan's direction.

Laugh--!

A giant Night Sky Sword, over ten meters long, materialized out of thin air, carrying the kinetic energy to cleave mountains, and slammed into Susan's last layer of Force Field.

Boom!

A deafening roar erupted, and a violent Impact swept outwards, carrying debris. Susan's defenses completely collapsed, and she was thrown through the air like a rag doll, tumbling for over ten meters before crashing heavily into the wreckage of an armored vehicle.

The steel car door was smashed and severely dented. Susan slid to the ground, her bones broken in countless places, and she didn't even have the strength to get up.

Lynn watched this scene, a subtle, cold smile playing on his lips.

That's right. If these proud women aren't pushed to the Extremis, how will they understand who the true god who rules over everything is? Hela's Dimensionality-Reduction Strike is just the right way to give Susan a good whack on the growing ambition that has been swelling since she mastered the Negative Zone energy.

He didn't need to lift a finger. He just needed to stand there and watch them bleed and crumble in their struggle for him. This sense of control, manipulating top-tier combatants at his fingertips, was far more exhilarating than personally carrying out the killings.

"Too weak." Hela scoffed.

She'd almost lost interest in finishing him off. But the thought of this woman trying to wrap Lynn's ankle with that disgusting, transparent energy reignited the murderous intent in Hela's eyes.

Her King Consort, no one but her is worthy to touch him! Not even a scrap of his robe!

Hela raised her hand, her palm aimed at Susan, who lay sprawled on the ground. An extremely condensed, jet-black Death Spear rapidly took shape in her palm. The space around the spear was corroded and distorted by Death Energy, emanating a nauseating aura of destruction.

"Go to the Underworld and become a mindless, rotting corpse."

Hela flicked her wrist, and the Death Spear, accompanied by a sonic boom that pierced eardrums, shot straight toward Susan's heart.

Wanda, still panting from the backlash of magic, was too late to help. Natasha, hiding behind the ruins, was suppressed by Death Energy, her fingers stiff and unable to bend as she tried to draw her gun. Susan closed her eyes in despair.

Just when everyone thought Susan was doomed.

Lynn suddenly felt a lightness in her left arm.

Gwen Stacy, who had been locked in a deep coma by his Death Energy, opened her eyes at some point. There was no fear of death in those eyes, only a morbid ferocity that would tear everything apart to protect Lynn.

She forcibly ignited the remaining Bioelectricity in her body, even using the Death Energy Lynn had injected into her as fuel, squeezing out the last bit of potential from her cells in one go.

Sizzle--!

A dazzling, eerie blue bolt of lightning, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the night, suddenly burst forth from Hela's right blind spot!

The white hood fluttered in the gale, and Gwen Stacy held a dagger crackled with high-voltage arcs in her hand, aiming it straight at Hela's unsuspecting throat with a desperate determination to destroy everything!