Return to New York, an eerie peace amid the ruins
Above the ruins, the night wind carried a strong smell of engine oil and gunpowder.
Three infrared beams pierced through the rising dust, embedding themselves firmly between Lynn's eyebrows. The Hulkbuster Armor's massive body resembled a steel Beast, its shoulder armor layers springing open to reveal countless Micro-Armor-Piercing Rounds. The thrusters spewed out eerie blue flames, scorching the already charred earth around it until it cracked.
"Lynn!" Tony Stark's voice boomed through the loudspeaker, laced with undisguised madness and loss of control. His visor snapped open, revealing bloodshot eyes fixed on the man below. "I've seen the Top Secret footage. The Winter Soldier killed my parents, that scum with the metal arm... where did you hide him?!"
Click.
The sound of weapons systems being fully loaded was particularly jarring in the night.
However, Lynn didn't even lift his eyelids. He didn't even touch the weapon in his pocket, but slowly put his blood-stained hands into his trench coat pockets.
Because he didn't need to lift a finger.
Boom!
The instant Tony finished speaking, a dark red energy storm erupted without warning from Lynn's side. The gravity parameters in the air were instantly rewritten, Hulkbuster Armor's proud stabilization system issued a series of piercing alarms.
"Who gave you permission... to look at him like that?"
Wanda stepped forward, her dark red trench coat fluttering in the storm. She tilted her head slightly, her once clear eyes now completely filled with Scarlet Chaos Particles. Her disdain was condescending, as if she were looking at an ant that knew no death.
She pressed her five fingers down sharply.
creak--
The Hulkbuster Armor, weighing tens of tons, had its right shoulder's superalloy joint twisted into a pretzel as if by an invisible giant hand. Sparks flew, and the thick hydraulic pipes instantly ruptured, spraying out high-pressure oil.
"Warning! External armor damaged by more than 40%! Anti-magic Force Field crushed by unknown Dimension energy!" F.R.I.D.A.Y., the Artificial Intelligence inside the armor, issued a sharp electronic voice.
Tony's expression changed drastically. He was about to activate his backup power to create distance when a cold snort came from above.
"Get down here!"
Gwen Stacy was now hanging upside down on the broken steel bars in mid-air. Beneath the mask of the Ghost-Spider, her eyes shone with an extreme possessiveness. With a flick of her wrist, two pale, high-pressure Silk shot out like venomous snakes, precisely smothering the main thrusters on the back of the Hulkbuster Armor.
Bio-Electricity surged wildly into the armor along the Silk, instantly blacking out the fire control system's panel.
In just one encounter, the Hulkbuster Armor, which Tony had placed high hopes on and which had been upgraded specifically to fight the Witch, was pinned to the spot like a pile of scrap metal.
"You two crazy women..." Tony gritted his teeth, trying to force a switch to manual control.
That's enough.
Lynn's slightly hoarse voice rang out from the ruins, not loud, but instantly drowning out the roar of the armor.
He deliberately forced the last bit of Dimension conflict energy remaining in his body into his lungs, his chest heaving violently. Then he turned his head and vomited a mouthful of glaring blood. The blood was mixed with faint purple Quantum Light Spots, which fell on the scorched earth and instantly corroded a deep pit.
This mouthful of blood became the most powerful tool to Shura Field.
"Lynn!"
The two women, who were murderous and ready to dismantle Iron Man into parts just a second ago, panicked instantly.
The Scarlet in Wanda's eyes receded like a receding tide, and she lunged forward, grabbing Lynn's right arm. Her cold fingers frantically wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, her voice trembling with sobs. "Are you alright? Did that damn machine hurt you? I'll crush it right now!"
"I'm fine." Lynn took Wanda's wrist in his hand and gently stroked the back of her hand to calm her violent intent.
On the other side, Gwen Stacy ripped off her mask, her eyes red-rimmed, and pressed herself against Lynn's left side, silently using her Bio-Electric Field to try and stabilize his disordered breathing. Like a cat with its fur standing on end, she stared intently at Wanda, but forcefully suppressed the urge to attack.
An eerie peace was achieved amidst the ruins.
Because of Lynn's "weakness," these two Yandere, who are mortal enemies and could trigger Fourth World War at any moment, were forced to sign a temporary ceasefire agreement. They supported Lynn on either side, neither daring to use their Higher-Dimensional Energy lightly, for fear that even a slight aftershock would be the last straw that broke Lynn's back.
Lynn felt the warmth emanating from the "Absolute Time Cloaking Device" in his pocket.
There was no spying from any higher-dimensional perspective, and no warning from TVA. Earth's Magnetic Field remained intact.
He completely escaped the pursuit of the Timeline, and even on this ruin, he used his own body as Anchor to establish an absolutely safe zone that even the Deity of the universe could not detect.
"Now, can we have a proper talk, Mr. Stark?"
With the help of the two women, Lynn straightened up, his deep gaze piercing through the shattered visor of the armor, looking directly into Tony's bloodshot eyes.
"Talk? You hide the murderer and then talk to me?" Tony gasped for breath, hatred pushing his sanity to the brink of collapse. "You deliberately sent me that video just to laugh at me? To see me like a fool, working for S.H.I.E.L.D.. for ten years?!"
"If I wanted to see a joke, you'd be a corpse by now."
Lynn's lips curled into a cold smile, his tone laced with undisguised mockery. "Nick Fury kept it from you for ten years, Alexander Pierce used you for ten years. I laid bare the truth for you, and you turn your guns on me?"
He paused, his gaze turning fiercely aggressive. "Tony, use that brain of yours that's supposedly cursed with knowledge. The Winter Soldier is just a knife in Hydra's hand. Even if you break that knife, what about the person wielding it?"
Tony shuddered, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the joystick.
"You want to use me to clean up the remnants of Hydra?" Tony, as expected of one of Marvel's top shrewd individuals, instantly saw through Lynn's scheme.
"This is a win-win situation." Lynn released Wanda's hand and took a half-step forward. It was an extremely bold micro-movement, completely exposing himself to the armor's firing range, yet demonstrating absolute control. "I can give you the real-time coordinates of Hydra's transfer of the Winter Soldier, and even provide you with a map of their base's firepower deployment. But the condition is..."
Lynn narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice extremely low, "Don't point a gun at me again. My women have bad tempers; next time, I might not be able to stop them."
A deathly silence fell over the ruins.
Only the dripping sound of oil leaking from the armor echoed.
Tony stared intently at Lynn, his gaze darting between Lynn's pale face and the two women beside him radiating terrifying pressure. He knew very well that his prized technology was utterly useless against the monstrous web woven by this man.
"Give me the coordinates." Tony's voice was terribly hoarse. "If I find out you've lied to me, Lynn... I'll make you pay, even if it costs Stark Industries everything."
"Bite."
Lynn casually pulled out a specially made Communicator and pressed a button. A set of encrypted coordinate data was instantly transmitted to F.R.I.D.A.Y.'s database.
"Siberia, Hydra's abandoned missile silos." Lynn looked at Tony. "Have a good hunt, Iron Man."
Tony didn't waste any more words. The Hulkbuster Armor's damaged thrusters spewed intermittent flames as it wobbled and rose into the air, like a mad lone wolf plunging headlong into the deep night of New York.
Looking in the direction Tony disappeared, Lynn's tense nerves finally relaxed completely.
Iron Man has been played out completely. Let this enraged Avengers stir up the mess between S.H.I.E.L.D.. and Hydra.
"Why did you help him?" Gwen Stacy frowned, squeezing Lynn's arm with some displeasure. "He just tried to kill you."
"He can't kill me, and he's a very useful gun." Lynn turned his head, looking at Gwen Stacy's stubborn and obsessive face so close to his own, a gentle smile appearing on his lips. "Besides, with you all protecting me, what do I have to be afraid of?"
These words were like a potent drug, instantly calming Gwen Stacy's anxiety. She clung tightly to Lynn's arm, pressed her face against his shoulder, and glanced defiantly at Wanda on the other side.
Wanda snorted coldly, about to retaliate, when the special Communicator in Lynn's pocket suddenly vibrated rapidly.
This is the highest level of encryption on the Red Room frequency band. Only one person on the entire planet knows how to decode this frequency band.
Lynn narrowed his eyes slightly and pressed the answer button.
What came through the Communicator was not voice, but heavy breathing, the muffled thud of bullets hitting bulletproof armor, and the tearing sound of a sharp blade slicing through flesh.
"Lynn..." Natasha's weak yet extremely fanatical voice, intermittently escaping amidst the screams of Hydra agents in the background, "Siberia base... the outer perimeter is cleared. But I've encountered a problem here."
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion came from the other end of the Communicator, followed by the booming sound of heavy metal hitting the ground.
"That monster with the metal left arm... his combat power exceeds S.H.I.E.L.D..'s assessment." Natasha coughed up blood, her voice tinged with a morbid stubbornness, "But I assure you... no one can take this core data away. Unless... I die."
Beep--beep--beep--
Communication abruptly stopped.
Lynn's face instantly darkened. He had calculated everything, but he underestimated how crazy Natasha would be for him after awakening that memory of "saving him with her life in Budapest". This sharpest blade of S.H.I.E.L.D.. actually single-handedly broke through Hydra's Siberia base, just to clear obstacles for him.
"What's wrong?" Wanda noticed Lynn's change in mood, and the Scarlet in her eyes welled up again.
Lynn raised his head, looking in the direction of Siberia, a cold, murderous glint in his eyes.
"Pack your things." Lynn gripped Wanda's hand tightly, his knuckles tightening slightly. "Someone touched my things. We're going to kill someone."