The tyrant descended, crushing the Dark Golden Firebird's neck with his bare hand
hot.
The extreme heat wave seemed to ignite the air itself.
"Boom--!!!!!"
With a deafening bang, the entire floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of the Baxter Building instantly transformed into billions of shards of glass burning with Dark Gold flames, carrying an aura of annihilation as they poured wildly into the office!
That wasn't an ordinary flame.
That was a destructive flame from the very origin of the universe, capable of melting even Vibranium in an instant.
Amidst the torrent of flames, a colossal Firebird with a wingspan exceeding thirty meters, its form ferocious and claws outstretched, charged straight toward the solitary figure standing before the Throne with a ferocity and fanaticism that seemed intent on tearing everything in its path to shreds.
The entire top-floor office was transformed into a furnace in that instant.
The expensive carpet instantly turned to ashes, and the walls made of Special Alloy were scorched red-hot, groaning under the strain.
The violent kinetic energy even caused the sturdy Throne behind Lynn, made of Negative Zone material, to tremble slightly.
However, Lynn did not move.
He didn't even lift his eyelids.
Chaos Magic? Spatial barrier?
No.
You don't need all those fancy tricks to deal with a mad dog that has just learned to wag its tail and is already trying to pounce on its owner.
He wanted to teach it the meaning of reverence in the most primitive, direct, and unforgettable way.
He wanted to make this arrogant Firebird, and the four women rushing over downstairs, clearly see that his power, Lynn's power, never relied solely on those ethereal magic spells.
His body, he himself, is absolute violence that transcends everything!
Amidst the raging fire and deadly heat, Lynn finally moved.
He did not back down.
Instead, facing the Dark Golden Firebird powerful enough to incinerate stars, he stepped forward.
Just one step.
"Buzz--!"
Centered on his footing, the sturdy floorboards suddenly sank, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly!
It wasn't because he couldn't withstand the pressure, but because... an even more terrifying and heavier force awakened within him and forcibly poured into the steel frame of the building!
It combines the strength of the Super Soldier Serum, the agility of the Spider Genes, the resilience forged by Chaos Magic, and... the Death Force that defined "the Ending," which it just plundered from Hela!
At this moment, Lynn's physical body had transformed into an ultimate weapon that transcended all concepts in the world!
He slowly raised his right hand.
It didn't have any energy shield; it was just an ordinary hand with distinct joints.
He stared at the enormous claw that was almost within reach, the claw so large that he could clearly feel the burning sensation of every wisp of flame on its wings. His eyes remained completely calm, filled only with cold indifference.
Then, just before the Firebird was about to tear his chest apart.
His hand moved.
Quick!
It's so fast it exceeds the limits of visual perception!
His arm flashed through the air, leaving a dark afterimage, precise and flawless, ignoring the flames that could melt anything, and piercing through the raging energy shell...
He grabbed the Dark Golden Firebird by the neck, which was made of solid matter!
The Firebird's high-pitched, possessive shriek abruptly ceased, turning into a short, mournful cry filled with astonishment and disbelief.
It sensed it.
One hand.
A cold, hard hand, unlike anything in human hands, like an iron clamp forged from ancient black iron, gripped its throat tightly!
"Sizzle--"
The terrifying heat was scorching Lynn's palms.
His skin instantly charred and Carbonization, emitting a teeth-grinding sizzling sound, and intense pain surged through his central nervous system like a tidal wave.
But Lynn's expression didn't change in the slightest.
His fingers tightened even more!
A jet-black Aura of Death flowed from his palm and surged back into the Firebird's body!
If the Phoenix Force is a cycle of "creation" and "destruction".
Therefore, the Death Force is pure, irrational... "The Ending!"
The once dazzling Dark Gold flames, upon contact with this Death Energy, were like a painting splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, quickly becoming dim and mottled, extinguishing and withering in large swathes!
That's not all!
"BOOM--!!!"
The Firebird's terrifying kinetic energy, which transformed into a "living cannonball" and was powerful enough to smash through a mountain, slammed solidly into Lynn's body at that moment!
However, the anticipated scene of being knocked away and torn apart did not occur.
Lynn's body only slumped slightly backward.
The floorboards beneath his feet could no longer withstand the violent force of being forcibly removed, and they shattered with a deafening roar!
A massive crater, over five meters in diameter, pierced through the top floor slab from his center, revealing the equally violently trembling metal structure on the next level!
The entire Baxter Building trembled and wailed like never before!
Like Beast crushed by a giant's foot!
On the square.
Wanda, Hela, Susan, and Gwen Stacy, who were about to rush back into the building, stopped almost simultaneously and looked up in horror.
They could clearly feel the entire Skyscraper shaking violently, and countless glass curtain walls shattered inch by inch due to the terrifying tremor, falling from the sky like a waterfall.
"What... what happened?" Susan asked, her voice trembling as she covered her bleeding mouth.
"That energy... it collided!" Wanda's eyes flashed Scarlet light wildly, jealousy and worry almost tearing her apart.
For the first time, Hela's brow furrowed tightly.
She could sense that the destructive aura belonging to the Dark Phoenix at the top floor, instead of erupting due to the impact, was actually... weakening at an extremely terrifying speed!
Instead, she was confronted with an extremely familiar and domineering power... the Death Force!
Baxter Building, top floor.
Smoke and sparks filled the air.
Lynn stood motionless at the edge of the pit, holding the enormous Dark Golden Firebird in one hand.
He forcibly channeled the violent kinetic energy into the ground beneath his feet.
The flames, powerful enough to incinerate everything, were firmly held in his palm, unable to advance even an inch further.
This scene is full of primal and domineering visual Impact.
It was as if an ancient Deity had personally seized the throat of a ferocious beast that dared to challenge divine power.
"Waaah... waaah..."
The Dark Golden Firebird, its neck being choked, struggled frantically, its wings flapping wildly, creating blasts of scorching air that pulverized everything around it.
But it didn't work.
Lynn's hand was like a shackle of fate welded to its neck, and no matter how much it struggled, it could not be shaken in the slightest.
For the first time, an emotion other than obsession and fanaticism surfaced in its eyes that were burning with flames.
It is... fear.
It was... a shudder that came from the depths of my soul, a tremor of fear at a higher form of life!
It cannot understand.
Why?
Why could this man use only his physical body to withstand the Impact that put him at risk of everything?
Why does he exude Aura of Death that even the Phoenix Force fear and extinguish?
"It seems you still haven't learned it."
Lynn finally spoke, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
He ignored the excruciating pain radiating from his palm as his flesh burned to a crisp, and looked at the rapidly shrinking Firebird in his hand with the eyes of someone inspecting merchandise.
"Disobedient pets don't even have the right to bark."
The moment the words left his mouth.
Lynn's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and he suddenly exerted force with his arm!
"Gaa--!"
A sharp, cracking sound, like bones being crushed, came from the Firebird's neck!
The giant bird, formed from the Phoenix Force, let out a final, mournful cry. Its massive body could no longer be sustained, and it exploded in mid-air, turning into countless golden specks of light.
The light faded, revealing a petite figure inside.
Jean Grey.
Her eyes were closed, her face was deathly pale, a trace of blood clung to the corner of her mouth, and her body limply plummeted into the pit below.
Lynn glanced at him and casually waved his left hand.
An invisible spatial force supported her and moved her to the ground beside her.
After doing all this, Lynn slowly lowered his head and glanced at his right hand, which had become charred black and even revealed the white bone underneath.
A black, Death Energy circulated, and charred flesh was writhing and regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He didn't care about the injury.
He only cares whether the rules have been established.
At that very moment.
"Boom!"
The alloy door at the top floor was shattered simultaneously by a surge of violent Scarlet Energy and a dark Aura of Death!
Four figures, each carrying a distinct aura yet equally filled with anxiety and killing intent, rushed in.
Wanda, Hela, Susan, Gwen Stacy.
The moment they rushed in, they saw a scene of utter devastation, resembling a battlefield between gods and demons.
as well as...
Standing at the edge of the pit, with black smoke still billowing from his right hand, Lynn exuded a domineering and tyrannical aura.
And at his feet, there was the Red-haired Woman, seemingly unconscious and unaware of her fate.
Everyone's movements froze at that moment.
The air seemed to have solidified.
The Scarlet Energy in Wanda's eyes fluctuated violently. She looked at Lynn's injured hand, then at Jean Grey on the ground. Heartache and jealousy intertwined wildly, driving her almost insane.
Hela's pupils contracted slightly as she stared intently at the lingering Death Force emanating from Lynn, her eyes filled with shock and... a more twisted fanaticism.
He... he's actually managed to wield his power to this extent?
Susan and Gwen Stacy were so shocked by the extremely domineering scene before them that their minds Impact blank.
Barehanded... he crushed the Firebird that had almost destroyed everything?
Is there any limit to this man's power?!
silence.
A deathly silence.
In the suffocating silence, Lynn slowly turned around, her icy gaze sweeping over the faces of the four women.
That look in his eyes was as if he were surveying his own territory.
Finally, his gaze fell upon Hela, who was at the very front and had the most complex expression.
"Now," Lynn's voice, though not loud, reached everyone's ears clearly, "Do you still feel wronged living here with me?"