Lynn stood up.
He adjusted the gray scarf around his neck, turned around, and faced the figures standing by the pit.
His eyebrows were drooped, and his voice didn't fluctuate much, but it was bone-chilling.
"You can use your lives to repay this debt."
Hearing this, Neuman laughed out loud:
"I thought it was someone."
Godolkin controlled Neuman's body, tilted his head and looked at Lynn, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule.
"I remembered, you are the parasite who climbed all the way up with the help of Homelander, a cash cow, and got the title of Director in Vought, Lynn."
At this time Godolkin has found the information of Lynn in the memory of Neuman.
"Pretending to be a mortal without Superpower in front of ordinary people, but secretly hiding the means of creating illusions. The intangible trick just now is really quite scary."
Godolkin sneered, his tone becoming more arrogant.
"But what's the use of getting these Concealment Charm? You can't even cause any real harm to me."
Faced with this cynicism, the expression on Lynn's face did not change at all.
He looked at Neuman and said calmly:
"Your ability is really good. Not only can you control other people's bodies, but you can also read the memories in your brain."
"Your fantasy is as entertaining as a circus act."
Godolkin smiled and replied.
"Yeah."
Lynn raised his eyelids slightly, and his tone suddenly became a little lighter, "Then have you heard of a sentence?"
The smile on Neuman's face stagnated slightly, "What?"
"Villains die from talking too much."
The words have not yet fallen.
Lynn's figure just faded away out of thin air.
The next moment, Lynn had landed directly in front of Neuman, so close that the tips of their noses were only half a foot apart.
Godolkin couldn't even convey the thought of blinking.
Lynn casually made an ordinary straight punch, which landed on Neuman's abdomen without any fancy.
Boom!
Neuman looked like a big shrimp "Not a buddy. jpg". His body suddenly bent inward, and the clothes on his back were torn into pieces of cloth with a loud bang.
She couldn't even scream. A large mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out from her throat. Her whole body turned into a kite with a broken string and flew out diagonally, plowing a dozen-meter-long ravine on the gravel surface.
Lying in the rubble, Neuman's chest heaved violently.
Godolkin was shocked and immediately subconsciously mobilized the abilities in his body.
As long as he has a thought, the blood on the ground will turn into thousands of threads, completely sewing up the broken bones and organs in half a second.
But what is unexpected is.
The blood around him was indeed surging with his consciousness, and could even condense into a sharp blade in mid-air.
But the terrifying sunken fist mark on Neuman's abdomen looked like a piece of dead flesh.
No matter how much blood was squeezed into the wound, the broken blood vessels and muscle fibers showed no sign of healing.
Although she can control blood, she has completely lost the ability to repair her body.
This is not an illusion!
The severe pain from his body directly tore into pieces all the arrogance Godolkin had just had.
He didn't even have time to think about why the other party was able to abolish Neuman's self-healing. Out of the instinct of survival, Godolkin made a prompt decision and poured all his consciousness into Clone next to him.
The blond boy moved.
The eyes instantly turned blood red, and two Heat Vision blasted towards Lynn.
At the same time, the boy bent his legs slightly and punched Lynn directly on the temple.
However, all the attack methods penetrated Lynn's body without disturbing even a single hair.
Lynn's eyes stayed on the young man's blond-haired, blue-eyed face for half a second, and his eyebrows raised slightly.
"She does look a lot like John when she was a kid."
Lynn muttered to himself, then sighed and shook his head.
"It's a pity, the eyes are so disgusting."
Clone's iron fist finally hit the front.
Lynn raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and took advantage of the situation to explore forward.
Snap.
A slight crunching sound.
Clone's heavy fist was firmly held in the palm of Lynn's one hand.
No progress has been made.
No matter how much the concrete floor beneath Clone's feet collapsed and dented, no matter how the muscles in the body trembled crazily, the hand remained motionless.
This is impossible!!
Godolkin remembered that John injected a Original Compound V into someone else some time ago.
But even if Lynn was injected with Compound V, it shouldn't be so powerful. It's so powerful that it's ridiculous!
What the hell is this!
Clone swept his leg low and hit the ground hard.
Neuman in the distance also gritted his teeth and raised his hands with force.
The blood on the ground quickly condensed into two thick blood whips, one on the left and one on the right, blocking all Lynn's escape routes like two poisonous snakes.
This is the most perfect combination of two top-notch bodies, without any blind spots.
But Lynn didn't even look at it.
He just took a step forward.
At this moment, the body seemed to have turned into a disembodied shadow.
Whoosh.
Two blood whips directly penetrated Lynn's shoulders, hitting the concrete ground behind him heavily, and created a deep groove.
Clone's sweeping leg also passed through Lynn's calf without any hindrance, only bringing up a burst of dust.
Before the young man could hold back his figure, Lynn's originally illusory right hand instantly solidified into reality.
A firm slap hit the side of Clone's face.
Bang.
The boy flew out like a rag sack, smashed two half-collapsed brick walls in succession, and fell into a pile of scrap steel bars without making any movement.
Neuman was about to step back when she saw this, but the figure of Lynn appeared strangely in front of her.
Lynn lifted his foot and kicked her knee.
Neuman lost his balance and fell to his knees uncontrollably in the rubble.
There is no way to fight back.
Godolkin was completely shocked.
He has lived for so many years and thinks he has seen a lot.
Even a monster like John has a limit after all. As long as it bleeds, it can be killed.
But the man in front of me completely went against common sense.
He couldn't be hit or touched, and any attack that landed on him was like hitting the air.
But the opponent's casual slap and light kick can actually break the hardest bones in the world.
This is impossible to fight.
Godolkin's face was extremely serious.
If you continue to fight, these two top-notch bodies that have been built with human life and time will sooner or later be broken apart bit by bit by this man like they are toys.
We have to change our approach.
Godolkin was thinking quickly, and finally stopped at a crazy dangerous move.
Body Snatching.
Since I can't touch you at all on the physical level, I will completely obliterate you on the soul level.
No matter how weird this man's body is, as long as his spirit breaks down, this body with unpredictable abilities will become his Godolkin new clothes.
Godolkin took a deep breath and made a decision.
He wants to give up all the chips he is holding now.
Beside the pit.
Clone, who was still struggling to get up in the ruins, suddenly stiffened and the red light in his eyes went out instantly.
The same goes for Neuman who is kneeling on the ground.
The whole person was like a puppet whose strings were suddenly cut off. It fell limply forward and lay face down in the muddy water, motionless.
At this moment.
The recovered spirit turned into an invisible sharp knife, and spared no effort in stabbing Lynn between the eyebrows.