The Dark Golden Flame's Absolute Devouring, the Shura Field's Sharing
That Dark Gold flame had no temperature.
At least, no heat is radiated out before it completely engulfs matter.
But the four women in the square felt as if their souls were being roasted alive.
The Chaos Particles boiling around Wanda, upon contact with that dark golden light, reacted as if boiling oil had been doused with cold water, emitting terrified hisss and instinctively retreating.
Susan subconsciously stacked three layers of Invisible Force Field in front of her, but the Force Field barrier melted and twisted silently like ice in summer under the light, without even causing a ripple.
For the first time, Hela felt a slight numbness in the fingers gripping the Night Sky Sword. It was the instinctive fear that the Death Force generated when faced with a higher, purer concept of "Ending."
destroy.
It is not death, but utter destruction that wipes everything out at the level of existence.
"I'm here... to burn them to death."
The Red-haired Woman, Jean Grey, walked barefoot on lava made of molten steel and cement, yet remained unharmed.
She didn't even look at anyone in the square; her eyes, filled with pure Dark Gold light, traversed hundreds of meters, piercing through the Alloy Wall of the Baxter Building, and fixedly, greedily, and morbidly, on Lynn on the top Throne.
It was as if in her world, apart from that man, everything else was just trash that needed to be cleaned up.
This seemingly casual announcement was like a resounding slap across the faces of Wanda, Hela, Susan, and Gwen Stacy.
They could fight amongst themselves for Lynn's favor, and even tear each other to shreds.
But they absolutely could not tolerate a wild woman who appeared out of nowhere daring to declare, in such a condescending, garbage-collecting tone, that she wanted to "burn them alive" and then monopolize that man!
This is the most blatant provocation against their territorial sovereignty!
"You..."
Gwen Stacy's reaction was the fastest and most direct.
Her pretty face, which always carried a hint of aloofness and wariness, was now filled with fury at the invasion of her territory.
Without a word, she twisted her body in mid-air and slammed her feet against the tilted glass curtain wall of a building behind her.
"Bang!"
Spiderweb-like cracks instantly covered the entire wall.
Using the terrifying recoil, Gwen Stacy's figure transformed into a white lightning bolt that ripped through the night sky, the high-voltage arc dagger in her hand buzzing as it pierced straight for Jean Grey's back!
At the same time, Susan also moved.
She sensed the eeriness of the flames and chose not to confront them head-on.
An invisible Force Field instantly enveloped Jean Grey's feet, attempting to use molecular-level compression to turn the ground beneath her feet into a bottomless pit, burying her alive.
One was an assassin, the other was in control.
This is one of the few tacit understandings they've developed through countless battles.
However, the next second...
A scene that sent chills down their spines unfolded.
Gwen Stacy's dagger, powerful enough to pierce a tank, stopped moving at zero as if it had pierced through a viscous mass of air half a meter from Jean Grey's back.
Immediately afterwards, a slender, Dark Gold flame spread upwards from the tip of the dagger.
"Sizzle--"
The dagger, forged from Special Alloy Wakanda alloy, along with the bio-suit covering Gwen Stacy's wrist, was burned to primordial nothingness in a mere 0.01 seconds! Not even a speck of ash remained!
"Ah!"
Gwen Stacy cried out in pain as her palm was burned by the aftershocks of the force. She tumbled backward and crashed heavily into the ruins in the distance.
Susan's Force Field trap met an even more tragic end.
The moment the invisible Force Field touched the Dark Gold magma, it was like gasoline being ignited.
"Boom!"
The Dark Gold flames detonated in the opposite direction, following the structure of the Force Field!
Susan groaned, feeling as if her brain had been struck by a red-hot hammer, blood instantly gushing from her seven orifices. Her prized Negative Zone energy, capable of distorting space itself, had become fuel for that flame!
One strike.
Just one glance.
Gwen Stacy and Susan, one severely injured, the other suffering a backlash.
In the center of the square, only Wanda and Hela remained, staring intently at the Red-haired Woman hadn't moved an inch from beginning to end.
"Two... annoying flies."
Jean Grey's lips curled into a completely unsmiling smile, as if she had merely swatted two mosquitoes.
She finally managed to tear her gaze away from the top floor of the Baxter Building, her eyes, burning with a destructive light, slowly sweeping over Wanda and Hela.
"A lowly Witch manipulates energy... a rotting, stinking zombie..."
Jean Grey's voice carries a kind of Deity, self-righteous contempt, as if looking down on ants.
"You filthy creatures don't even deserve to stand within a hundred meters of him."
"Now, it's your turn."
She raised her slender right hand, palm facing upward.
A fist-sized, highly concentrated Dark Gold fireball slowly rose from her palm.
The surrounding space, unable to withstand this extreme energy, was scorched and collapsed layer by layer, revealing pitch-black void cracks.
The entire alarm system in Manhattan went silent at that moment.
All electronic devices and all Surveillance Camera were melted into molten iron under the radiation of this force.
Top floor.
The Holographic Projection screen in front of Lynn flickered for a moment, then went completely black.
"Master!" Natasha nervously grabbed Lynn's sleeve.
Lynn did not speak.
He simply stood up slowly, walked to the broken French window, and looked down at the square below, illuminated by a Dark Gold light.
He could smell that familiar, sulfurous, and destructive odor in the air.
He could feel the burning, throbbing sensation emanating from the mark on his left arm, resonating with the same energy as that of the madwoman downstairs.
He could even picture Wanda and Hela's expressions at that moment.
From tense internal strife to being Dimensionality-Reduction Strike by an outsider with overwhelming power, and then being shamed and called "filthy things" to their faces.
Their proud, stubborn, and self-destructive pride must now be crushed to pieces.
very good.
This is exactly what he wanted to see.
Only a catfish that is fierce enough can provoke the sharks in the pond, who have almost figured out each other's secrets, to unleash a stronger survival instinct and aggression.
A cold and cruel smile curled at the corners of Lynn's lips.
Now, let him see whether the Asgard Goddess of Death is tougher, or the embodiment of the universe's destruction is stronger.
In the square.
The air froze at freezing point.
In Wanda's Scarlet eyes, all reason had been burned away by the flames of jealousy.
Chaos Magic coalesced behind her into two enormous, sky-covering, Scarlet wings.
She bit her lip hard, and bright red blood slid down the corner of her mouth, but she was completely unaware.
"Take back... what you just said..."
Wanda's voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded, "... Say it again?"
However, Hela reacted even faster than her.
This Goddess of Death from Asgard, Conqueror of the Nine Realms, and Odin's eldest daughter, had never suffered such a humiliation.
To be pointed at and called a "living corpse" and "filthy" by some mortal who appeared out of nowhere?
Hela smiled.
For the first time, a cruel smile appeared on her stunningly beautiful face, which always wore an air of arrogance and indifference.
She didn't question him hysterically like Wanda.
She slowly, inch by inch, raised the Night Sky Sword in her hand.
Those eyes, which had been shimmering with a ghostly green light, were now swallowed up by pure, intense darkness.
All the light around her seemed to be sucked into her eyes.
The entire square was plunged into complete darkness.
The only source of light was the ever-expanding Dark Gold fireball in Jean Grey's palm.
"Very good."
Hela's voice seemed to come from the depths of the deepest Hell, carrying a chilling aura and endless killing intent.
"It has been a long time since I personally tore apart a mortal who dared to defy the Deity."
"Today, I'll show you..."
Hela's figure suddenly vanished from the spot.
In the next instant, she appeared before Jean Grey, the Night Sky Sword in her hand, imbued with an extreme Death Energy capable of freezing souls, transformed into a black lightning bolt tearing through the darkness, aimed straight for her throat!
"... What is true death!"