The backlash of the hub's destruction, Loki's terror and despair

The invisible mountain in his chest collapsed with a deafening roar.

Lynn took a deep breath; the scalding air, mixed with the strong smell of Ozone and burnt earth, pounded into his lungs like a ball of burning coal. The sand on his back had been baked into a semi-molten glassy state, sizzling against his skin through his tattered shirt.

But he didn't even frown.

Because in his perception, a one-sided Carnage spanning the stars was unfolding.

The Dark Phoenix Mark, the Death Force, and the Chaos Origin within his body formed a perfect closed loop, creating a wondrous spiritual resonance between him and the dark red pillar of light above his head.

His consciousness flowed upstream, following the violent energy that tore through the sky.

Asgard, the hub of the Bifrost.

Loki gripped Heimdall's sword tightly on the control panel with both hands, veins bulging on the back of his hands. A twisted, gleeful grin hung on his pale, handsome face.

"Die... Thor, and those eyesores on Earth!" Loki gritted his teeth, pushing the Bifrost's power to its absolute limit.

The entire hemispherical hub hall was trembling violently, and even fine cracks appeared on the golden Runes walls.

Just as he was about to admire the spectacular sight of the Earth being pierced through.

The Crystal in the center of the console suddenly went dark.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling dark red color seeped out from the deepest part of the Crystal.

Loki's smile froze on his face.

Click.

A black crack appeared on the surface of the seemingly indestructible Hub Crystal. An energy mixed with extreme Death Energy and chaotic Chaos, like an enraged ancient beast, smashed through the Spatial Barrier along the Bifrost!

"This is impossible--!"

Loki let out a piercing scream and instinctively released his grip, backing away.

It's too late.

Boom!

The dark red beam of light shattered the control panel!

A violent energy storm exploded within the cramped Nexus. Heimdall's sword was blasted backward and embedded itself in the dome. Loki, like a leaf in a storm, was struck head-on by the Impact that would make even the Deity tremble.

Bang!

Loki's body slammed heavily against the Golden Wall dozens of meters away, creating a huge human-shaped crater.

"Wow--"

He slid to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. His magnificent Asgard Royal Robes were torn to shreds, and countless ribs were broken in his chest. The slightest movement caused him to convulse in excruciating pain.

Loki lay on the cold floor, panting heavily.

He stared intently at the wisp of red and black energy remaining on the ruins of the control panel. The brutality, madness, and absolute contempt for life emanating from that energy instilled a deep-seated fear in him, a man known as the God of Mischief.

That's a power that no mortal should possess.

That was a monster that even Odin, sitting on his Throne, dared not easily provoke!

"What... is hidden on Earth...?" Loki trembled, his ambition replaced by utter despair.

Lynn's consciousness snapped back to reality.

He lay on the scorching hot, vitrified sand, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips.

That idiot Loki will probably be bedridden for at least half a year now.

The roaring sound overhead stopped abruptly.

The dark red pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth gradually dissipated into the vast starry sky after destroying the Bifrost hub.

The thick clouds over New Mexico were completely torn apart, revealing the cool starlight.

There was a deathly silence all around.

Only the scorching bubbles rising from the lava lake made a muffled "gurgling" sound.

far away.

Thor slumped on the wreckage of the armored vehicle. He didn't pull out the metal spikes from his shoulder; he just stared blankly at the night sky.

"The Bifrost... has been pushed back..." Thor murmured to himself, all light gone from his remaining eye.

Asgard's most prized ultimate weapon was actually destroyed by two women from Earth.

His pride and his faith were crushed to dust in that moment.

At the center of the Meteorite Crater.

The moment the crisis was over, the air temperature did not rise.

Instead, it dropped to an even more chilling freezing point.

Hela slowly withdrew her right arm, and the enormous Night Sky Sword dissipated into black mist. She turned around, her pale face revealing a sickly, cold beauty under the starlight.

Wanda also lowered her hands at the same time, but the Scarlet Chaos Particles at her fingertips not only did not extinguish, but instead pulsed even more violently.

Just moments ago, these two Skyfather-level Yandere were fighting side by side and joining forces for the first time to protect Lynn, but the moment the external threat disappeared, they turned on each other in an instant.

Hela's gaze passed over Wanda and landed on Lynn was lying on the ground, seemingly on the verge of death.

The greed and possessiveness in her eyes were like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three months seeing blood.

"The Asgard scum are dealt with." Hela slightly raised her chin, the Black Thorn Crown atop her head radiating a chilling aura. "Now, it's time to take my King Consort back to the Underworld. Only there is he worthy."

As she spoke, Hela lifted one foot and stepped onto a patch of scorched, frozen earth.

Click click click.

The black Death Energy spread from her toes, instantly freezing the magma on the ground back into ice.

"You dare touch him and see what happens."

Wanda's voice was terribly hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together. She took a sudden step forward, standing firmly between Hela and Lynn.

Scarlet Chaos Magic exploded beneath her feet, forcefully repelling the spreading Death Energy.

Wanda stared at Hela, her eyes red and brimming with tears. "He's mine. No one can take him away from me. You old woman who crawled out of the ground, go back to your grave!"

"Old woman?"

Hela laughed in her anger.

The murderous intent in her narrow eyes was almost tangible.

"You lowly mortal, you have no idea what he just did for me." Hela's voice was filled with a nauseating arrogance and obsession. "He risked his life for me. His soul is already marked by Helheim. What do you have to compete with me?"

Hela gently flicked her finger in the air.

Swish!

A Black Chain formed from pure Death Energy darted out from the ground like a venomous snake and precisely wrapped around Lynn's right arm.

Lynn cursed inwardly.

The woman's Death Energy was as cold as Liquid Nitrogen, chilling him to the bone. But he could only continue to play dead, forcibly suppressing even the instinctive trembling of his muscles.

"Let him go!"

Wanda let out a piercing scream.

With a sudden flick of her right hand, a Scarlet Chaos Chain appeared out of thin air and tightly bound Lynn's waist.

Two Skyfather-level forces directly used Lynn as the rope in a tug-of-war.

Lynn felt his body being violently pulled by two completely opposite and terrifying forces, his lumbar spine making a cracking sound as if it couldn't bear the strain. If he hadn't possessed the physique of the Super-Soldier Serum and the Dark Phoenix, this blow would have torn him in two.

"You're hurting him!" Wanda looked at the blood spilling from Lynn's mouth, her heart aching and her whole body trembling, but she didn't loosen her grip at all; instead, she tightened her hold even more.

"It's you, you wild girl, who's getting in my way!" Hela sneered, and the Death Energy chains yanked back sharply.

Lynn's body was dragged half a meter on the ground, and the wound on his back scraped against the gravel, leaving a glaring bloodstain.

In the muddy water not far away.

Susan struggled to sit up. She looked at Lynn, who was being frantically pulled by the two women, a twisted madness flashing in her blue eyes.

"Lynn... is mine..."

Susan bit her tongue, forcibly depleting her life force. An extremely weak yet exceptionally resilient Molecular-level Invisible Force Field silently spread along the ground, attempting to sever the two chains and envelop Lynn.

On the other side, Gwen Stacy, with Beast dislocated cervical spine, crawled towards Lynn inching along, supporting herself on her elbows. The dagger in her hand, electrified with high voltage, gleamed with a deadly, eerie blue light in the darkness.

Four women.

Four forces, each driven by extreme possessiveness and destructive tendencies, have created an unsolvable deadlock within this small Meteorite Crater.

The energy density in the air surged to a critical point once again.

The surrounding space began to show visible distortions and cracks.

The savagery in Hela's eyes completely overwhelmed her reason, and the Night Sky Sword once again coalesced in her palm.

The Chaos Particles surrounding Wanda transformed into a churning sea of blood, poised to Oblivion everything in its path.

The crisis in the Shura Field erupted most deadly on this silent, desolate night.

Lynn lay on the ground, feeling the chains tightening around him and the murderous intent surrounding him that seemed ready to crush him.

He knew that playing dead was no longer an option.

If he doesn't wake up soon, these crazy women will really tear him to pieces, taking one leg each and taking him home.

Lynn slowly opened his eyes, and deep within them, a black flame, colder than Hela and more violent than Wanda, quietly ignited.