Selling Fear to the World: Lynn's Death Livestream Plan

"Live streaming?"

The word that Lynn uttered so casually, a word brimming with the spirit of modern Earth civilization, felt more alien and perplexing to the three women in the Negative Zone Prison than any demon's whisper.

A hint of confusion flashed in Hela's dark green eyes. In her long life, she had witnessed countless ways of displaying power—conquest, Carnage, piling enemy skulls into Throne. But "live broadcast"? The meaning of this word was beyond her comprehension as Deity and tyrant.

Wanda's Scarlet magic, swirling at her fingertips, paused slightly. She could understand mental torment, she could understand the distortion of reality, but she couldn't understand what value there was in displaying a broken, useless person to others. Did her master simply want to... show off his spoils?

Jean Grey was no exception; her mind, consumed by morbid fanaticism, couldn't immediately connect this ordinary word with the Eternity torture she envisioned, a torture that could burn to the ends of the universe.

Seeing the identical blank look on their faces, Lynn's eyes grew even colder.

Beast only know how to declare their territory with their claws and roars, but true hunters know how to use traps and fear to make the entire forest tremble.

They are still far from it.

"It seems you still don't understand." Lynn's voice was devoid of any emotion. He walked back to the Throne, sat down slowly, and resumed his domineering demeanor.

"Killing an ant, or slowly torturing it to death, is meaningless. The other ants won't care at all." He tapped the armrest of the Throne lightly with his fingers, each tap like a blow to the taut strings of the three women's hearts.

"But what if, in front of the entire ant colony, in a way they've never seen before, can't understand, and can't resist, you completely erased the ant's existence from the inside out, turning it into a horror story..."

A cruel smile slowly crept onto Lynn's lips.

"Then, the entire ant colony will be plunged into Eternity panic. They will fear the sunlight, fear the shadows, fear every gust of wind. They will begin to distrust and guard against each other, and ultimately collapse from endless internal strife."

His gaze swept over Hela, Wanda, and Chin with the precision of Scalpel.

"What I want is not to get rid of this piece of trash. What I want is to turn this piece of trash into a mental bomb and precisely plant it in the minds of S.H.I.E.L.D.. and Hydra."

Boom!

Lynn's words were like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through the fog in the three women's minds.

They finally understood!

The master didn't bother with any form of revenge against Crossbones, that insignificant ant! From beginning to end, his target was the two massive organizations behind Crossbones, organizations powerful enough to influence the world order!

He wasn't carrying out an execution; he was... selling fear to the dark forces of the entire planet!

What a... what a grand and vicious plan!

In an instant, their previous suggestions of soul extraction, Chaos, and Phoenix burning seemed so naive and crude, like children playing house.

A mixture of shame and fervent worship exploded in the hearts of the three women at the same time.

So this is the Deity scale and power of a deity! This is the true method of a ruler!

"I need a perfect performance." Lynn's voice rang out again, this time with an unquestionable commanding tone.

His gaze first fell on Wanda.

Wanda.

"Yes, Master!" Wanda trembled and answered almost instinctively, her voice filled with an eagerness to perform.

"I want you to use your Chaos Magic to forcibly rip through all of S.H.I.E.L.D.. and Hydra's Internal Communications bands, including their most prized encrypted lines, and that personal computer in Alexander Pierce's office that's never connected to the internet." Lynn's instructions were clear and deadly. "At the same time, hack into every registered Mutants network in the world. I want Nick Fury and Pierce to sit in the front row of the 'audience' alongside those poor Mutants."

"I want them not only to see, but also to know that in the face of my power, their so-called 'firewall' is nothing but a fragile piece of paper."

Wanda's breathing became rapid instantly.

This mission was practically tailor-made for her! It wasn't just a technological invasion; it was a crushing defeat and humiliation on a magical level! She could almost see the incredible expression on Nick Fury's old face as her Scarlet Magic raged through S.H.I.E.L.D..'s systems like a virus.

"I guarantee it will be done, Master!" She raised her head, her Scarlet eyes burning with excitement. "I will make sure they... don't even have a chance to unplug the internet!"

Lynn nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Hela.

Hela.

"Master." Hela's voice remained proud, but beneath that pride lay an equally burning competitive spirit.

"I need a stage," Lynn said calmly. "A stage that can make every audience member feel despair from the depths of their soul with just one glance. Use your Death Force to decorate the backdrop. I don't care if you use the bones of the Underworld or the ghosts of Asgard, I only want one effect—to let everyone in front of the screen smell the stench of death."

Hela's lips curled up uncontrollably.

Setting up a stage? Adorning it with death?

This is the highest praise she could receive as the Goddess of Death! What she is about to create is not a simple backdrop, but a work of art that encapsulates all the fears of the Nine Realms!

"As you wish, Master." She curtsied gracefully. "I will make them understand that Hell... is nothing more than my backyard."

Finally, Lynn's gaze fell on the woman who had been the most humble yet the most insane from beginning to end.

"The zither."

"Master! I'm here!" Jean Grey responded almost on her knees, her voice trembling with excitement.

"We have the signal and the stage; now it's time for our 'protagonist' to take the stage." Lynn's tone carried a hint of amusement.

"Use your mental power to hang him up. I want him to be displayed like a work of art, every wound, every spasm, every desperate breath clearly presented before the camera."

"And another thing," Lynn paused, then added an even crueler command, "Use your Telepathy to capture the most terrifying, most devastating images in his mind right now, and project those fragments of his mind, mixed with his meaningless wails, outwards."

Qin's body trembled slightly with excitement at the command.

This is not merely manipulation; it is... a public execution on a soul level! She will become the chief director of this feast of terror, personally orchestrating the pain of the Crossbones into a work that best pleases its master!

"Yes, my master!" She raised her face, a sickly light gleaming in her Dark Gold eyes. "I will make him... the most pathetic protagonist in history."

Tasks assigned.

A terrifying live broadcast, orchestrated by three powerful beings at the Skyfather-level and directed at the global underworld, is about to begin.

Lynn coldly observed the three women before him, each harboring their own thoughts yet sharing the same goal. He knew that forcibly binding them together would inevitably provoke an even fiercer, covert competition.

Wanda will try every means to make her signal cover a wider range and penetrate more powerfully, in order to prove that her magic is unmatched.

Hela will do everything in her power to make her death scene overshadow everything else and become the most memorable element of the entire live stream.

As for Qin, she will definitely use the most extreme methods to make the horrific state of the Crossbones transcend the limits of language and images, striking straight to the soul.

They will cooperate, but they will also be more prone to internal competition.

This involution will only make this feast of fear offered to the world even more... perfect.

"Very good." Lynn rose from his Throne, his cold gaze sweeping across the entire room, and gave his final command.

"So, the performance..."

"... Let's begin."

The moment the words fell, three completely different, yet equally terrifying, energies erupted with a deafening roar!

Scarlet Chaos Runes danced around Wanda, beginning to analyze and invade the invisible void network.

A deathly aura, as black as ink, spread from beneath Hela's feet, corroding the hard ground into a swamp exuding an aura of despair.

Jean Grey simply raised her hand, and her invisible telekinetic power gripped the throat of the Crossbones on the ground, peeling his muddy body away bit by bit from the ground.

The three women were forced to cooperate, but in the instant they unleashed their divine powers, their eyes clashed silently in mid-air, a clash brimming with tension.

This terrifying live stream was both a threat to the world and the beginning of a new Shura Field between them!