Chapter 89: The Battle is Exciting!
Chapter 89: The Battle, So Cool! (The End)
Lynn finished speaking.
Followed by.
A deafening roar, filled with heart-wrenching wails and extreme pain and fear.
The sound traveled along the broken dome and spread throughout the entire block.
It also struck a chord with every American watching on their screens through the live broadcast.
All eyes.
I was instantly captivated by the scene in the hall.
Bronsky's massive body was curled up on the ground, clutching his right arm and howling in agony!
Green blood gushed out from the severed arm.
A large, glaring bloodstain spread across the marble floor.
His entire right arm was cleanly severed at the shoulder, the smooth, flat cut surface of which even revealed the white bone fragments.
The severed arm lying on the ground was still twitching slightly.
And not far from him.
Lynn stood there quietly, surrounded by surging crimson flames, a stark contrast to his previous demeanor.
His suit was already ripped apart by his bulging muscles, revealing his bare skin.
Ancient patterns, unique to the Berserker, intertwine and light up, moving across the skin like living things.
His once neat short hair became wildly sticky, and his eyes were completely filled with scarlet blood.
All that remained was the most primal violence and the thirst for battle.
Even Lynn's figure seemed to have grown taller out of nowhere.
His muscles were bulging all over his body, and every inch of him contained explosive power capable of destroying the world.
Blood dripped slowly from the axe blade in his hand, creating small blood pits on the ground.
This is Ragnarok!
Boom!
Another deafening roar.
It exploded behind everyone.
The other battle axe that Lynn threw slammed hard against the wall behind the main seat.
The heavy load-bearing wall was smashed into a huge crater, with debris flying everywhere.
But none of the people on the field cared about whether Rose was alive or dead behind them.
All eyes were fixed on Lynn after his transformation, their pupils filled with utter shock.
Ross howled in anguish.
The moment Lynn disappeared, he had a vague idea of hiding.
But he never expected this.
Lynn's battle axe was thrown with the speed of a missile that broke the sound barrier.
The moment he turned around, it sliced through his left arm like paper, leaving a smooth, clean wound.
The entire arm fell to the ground with a thud!
He collapsed behind the riot shield, clutching the severed wound and howling in agony, his crisp military uniform soaked with cold sweat.
Where was her previous calm demeanor?
But no one paid any attention to his wailing.
Just looking at Lynn standing there, everyone felt like they weren't facing a single person.
Instead, it is a prehistoric behemoth that burst forth from the snow and ice of the Nordic ice fields, a raging demon god that crawled out of the abyss of hell.
Horror, fear, and apprehension—countless negative emotions instantly overwhelmed everyone present.
For a moment, even breathing became difficult.
Bronsky finally stopped wailing.
He slowly backed away, supporting himself on the ground, and for the first time, an undisguised horror welled up in his bloodshot eyes.
A tremendous wave of emotion surged within me.
Even during his previous battle with the Hulk, when he was pinned to the ground and relentlessly rubbed against the ground, he had never suffered such severe injuries.
I have never experienced such a deep-seated fear before!
Just a moment ago, he was locked onto by that tangible chill of death.
He almost instinctively raised his arm to defend himself, relying on that momentary slowness.
He barely managed to save his head.
If he had reacted even a fraction slower, it wouldn't be his arm lying on the ground now, but his head!
He simply couldn't believe it.
This man, whom they had previously suppressed and repeatedly defeated, was actually hiding such terrifying power.
Was his previous appearance of being completely exhausted and severely injured all an act?!
At that moment, Lynn had her eyes slightly closed.
Feel the power surging wildly within my body in the [Ragnarok] state.
It controls all immune functions.
All attributes of strength are doubled for ten minutes.
Explosive power surged wildly within him, and an extreme thirst for battle spread like wildfire through his heart.
Want to eliminate all the enemies in front of me—
They were all torn to shreds by the axe blade.
He slowly opened his scarlet eyes, his gaze sweeping over the frozen crowd, and suddenly chuckled softly.
The laughter grew louder and more manic, carrying the madness unique to berserkers, and echoed throughout the entire hall.
"That was the first playthrough, and now—it's the second playthrough."
"You've played all the games, right?"
"You know the final boss has different stages, right?"
Lynn weighed the battle axe in his hand and took a step forward.
The marble floor beneath their feet instantly cracked, with spiderweb-like fissures spreading outwards.
"You bunch of righteous heroes, haven't you always seen me as the villain we need to team up against?"
"Then show us everything you've got—"
"Please me well."
The moment the words were spoken, the entire room fell into dead silence.
Everyone was stunned by Lynn's extremely arrogant words; no one expected this—
This man showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he treated this life-or-death battle as a game for his amusement.
[Sir! The target's physical data has changed drastically!]
Jarvis spoke up from inside the armor to give a reminder.
[The current energy level of the body has far exceeded the previous peak, and even surpassed the normal data of hatred.]
Tony's pupils contracted sharply.
"Open fire! Open fire! Kill him!"
Ross, who was lying on the ground, finally recovered from the excruciating pain of his severed arm and roared out orders at the top of his lungs.
The surrounding soldiers finally snapped out of their shock and started firing wildly at Lynn.
But the next second, Lynn's figure vanished from the spot, leaving only a scarlet afterimage.
All the bullets hit empty air.
The soldiers who fired didn't even see Lynn's movements clearly; they only saw a flash of red light.
The gun in his hand was instantly cleaved in two.
Screams rang out one after another.
The situation has completely reversed!
Lynn, who had been relentlessly suppressed by the barrage of fire, now moved through the hail of bullets with the ease of a leisurely stroll.
His speed was twice as fast as before, so fast that he was just a series of blurry afterimages.
His trajectory was impossible to detect with the naked eye.
Tony immediately realized what was happening.
The palm cannon erupted with blinding arcs of electricity, and two thick beams of energy blasted toward Lynn's afterimage.
But she didn't even touch the hem of his clothes.
Barton fired arrows in quick succession—armor-piercing bullets, explosive arrows, and paralyzing arrows—all aimed at Lynn's inevitable path.
But Lynn's movements were completely unpredictable.
All the arrows missed their mark, and they could only watch helplessly as he reaped the spoils of war among the crowd.
No one dared to let Lynn get close.
Any soldier who got close to him was torn to pieces by his battle axe before he could even let out a complete scream.
The heavy riot shield was like paper in front of him; with one swing of the axe, he and the shield were cleaved in two.
Even soldiers hiding behind concrete walls were cleaved through with a single axe blow, car and all.
Nothing could stop his offensive.
"Natasha! Flanking maneuver!"
Tony yelled into his earpiece, hovering in mid-air and bombarding Lynn with his palm cannon, trying to stop her from moving.
Natasha immediately dashed out, and two darts carrying high-voltage current shot precisely at Lynn's back.
But the dart had just reached behind Lynn—
It's as if he has eyes in the back of his head.
Without turning his head, he grabbed the two high-speed flying electric darts with his backhand.
Apply slight pressure with your fingertips.
The dart was crushed into scrap metal and tossed away casually.
Lynn slowly turned around, his scarlet eyes falling on Natasha, a bloodthirsty smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Natasha felt her hair stand on end and immediately backed away.
But we were still a step too late.
The force of the axe blade that Lynn casually flicked grazed her shoulder and tore a long gash in her combat suit.
Fresh blood seeped out instantly.
outside the window.
Eight Apache attack helicopters and eight air-to-ground missiles pierced through the broken glass and headed towards Lynn in the hall!
But he only raised his eyes slightly.
A [Swift Blade] immediately appeared in his hand.
A wall of wind instantly unfolded in front of him.
Eight missiles struck the wind wall in succession and exploded with a loud bang.
Flames and shockwaves swept across the entire hall.
But the wind wall remained completely still, not even the aftershocks of the explosion could penetrate it.
The flames died down.
Lynn's figure remained standing quietly in the same spot.
He looked up at the eight Apache helicopters hovering outside the window.
A hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.
next second.
He suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his whole body shot into the sky like a cannonball, smashing directly into the remaining glass dome.
He leaped onto the open ground outside!
"He's gone out!"
Tony's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed out after him.
Patton and Natasha followed closely behind, and Fury frantically gave orders into his headset, urging the surrounding troops to immediately go on alert.
But it was too late for them.
The moment Lynn landed, he leaped up again.
It jumped more than ten meters high and landed directly on the fuselage of the first Apache helicopter.
The pilot inside was terrified and immediately tried to pull the helicopter up.
But Lynn swung his battle axe down, cleaving the bulletproof glass of the cockpit open.
He killed the pilot inside with a single axe blow.
The helicopter instantly lost control, spun around, and crashed into a nearby building, exploding with a loud bang.
This is just the beginning.
Like the Hulk, Lynn weaved and leaped between the eight Apache helicopters.
His jumping ability, amplified by Ragnarok, became terrifying.
Jump from one helicopter to another.
With each axe blow, a helicopter inevitably loses control and explodes into a fireball.
In less than thirty seconds.
Lynn destroyed all eight fully armed Apache attack helicopters.
Burning debris and thick smoke filled the sky, falling across the streets, with explosions occurring continuously.
Lynn landed steadily in the square in front of the Supreme Court, his crimson aura intensifying.
The people along the entire road clearly saw him in his Ragnarok state.
I saw footage of him dismantling eight armed helicopters with his bare hands.
At that moment, no one dared to speak.
On the square, the troops that had been blocking the area were completely panicked.
More than a dozen armored vehicles immediately turned their guns around, and the main battle tanks in the distance also aimed their guns at Lynn, with countless soldiers raising their guns.
My body was shaking uncontrollably.
But Lynn didn't take that firepower seriously at all.
He swung his double axes repeatedly as he charged toward the surrounding army.
The one-sided massacre has begun once again.
Whether it's an armored vehicle or a tank.
And the soldiers who rushed up.
They all fell like wheat stalks, their blood staining the entire square red.
In an instant, blood flowed like a river.
Then.
He looked at the abomination that rushed out of the hall.
Bronsky's severed arm had been hastily bandaged with strips of cloth, and he was now completely enraged.
With green skin and bulging veins, it roared like a wild beast as it charged madly toward Lynn.
With all his might, he slammed a punch toward Lynn's head.
He didn't believe it.
Even if I tried my best, I wouldn't be able to withstand a punch from Lynn!
Lynn looked at the Abomination charging towards him, a disdainful smile playing on his lips, without dodging or avoiding it.
Clench your fists as well.
He swung his fist hard to meet the punch!
The moment the fists collide.
A deafening sonic boom exploded!
A shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread wildly in all directions from the two people as the center.
The surrounding soldiers were blown away, and the armored vehicles weighing more than ten tons were blown backward.
Thick smoke and dust instantly swept across the entire square, completely obscuring everyone's view.
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the center of the smoke and dust, awaiting the outcome of the collision.
Two seconds later.
A green figure flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a tank more than ten meters away.
The massive body slammed into the tank, causing it to cave in, and a mouthful of green blood spurted from Bronsky's mouth.
They completely lost the ability to resist.
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.
Lynn stood silently in place.
This was a head-on clash of fists.
Bronsky was completely crushed by him; the bones in his entire arm were shattered inch by inch in the collision.
Before anyone could recover from the shock of this scene,
Lynn's figure flashed again.
Like a ghost, it darted out of the shadows of the smoke and dust, instantly arriving at the rooftop on the other side of the square.
Barton was squatting there.
He had just fully drawn his composite bow, ready to shoot an arrow.
"The first one."
Lynn's voice rang in Barton's ears.
Patton's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively wanted to release the arrow to retaliate, but he was still a beat too slow.
Its slightly open mouth ultimately emitted only a painful wail.
Lynn kicked him hard in the chest.
He was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily onto the armored vehicle below.
The entire car body caved in instantly, the composite bow shattered, its head lolled to the side, and it completely lost consciousness, its fate unknown.
Bronsky, dragging his battered body, crawled out of the tank wreckage.
He watched Lynn's retreating figure, and for the first time, an undisguised fear appeared on his face.
His pride in his strength, defense, and self-healing abilities were utterly a joke in front of the man before him.
Fury stood on the steps of the Supreme Court, watching Patton and Bronsky fall one after another.
His fingers gripped the communicator tightly.
His mind was frantically weighing whether or not to order a retreat.
Continuing the fight will only result in more needless deaths, but what will Lynn do if we retreat?
No one could have predicted it.
But Lynn didn't give him any time to think.
Tony watched his companions fall one after another, his eyes bloodshot with rage, and finally made up his mind.
Two thin, red lasers instantly shot out from the sides of the Mark VI armor's arms, their cutting power enough to sever anything.
"Lynn! Stop!"
Tony roared.
Two red lasers, carrying a devastating force, swept towards Lynn!
Lynn simply tapped his foot lightly, his figure instantly shifting to the side, narrowly avoiding the sweeping laser.
The laser beam swept across the building behind him, severing the entire building's exterior wall in half, sending debris crashing down.
Bronsky was utterly devastated.
This man possesses strength even greater than his own, and a jumping ability more terrifying than the Hulk's.
And there's a speed so fast it's invisible to the naked eye!
Yet it is also incredibly agile!
This is an unsolvable monster!
But in the instant Lynn dodged the laser...
His figure shifted and moved again, and in a few flashes he arrived in front of Natasha, who was hiding behind the rocks.
"You're the second one."
As Lynn's voice fell, Natasha instantly assumed a fighting stance, but Lynn gave her a mysterious smile.
But he didn't actually lay a hand on her; he simply reached out, grabbed her collar, and tossed her aside.
They threw her towards the Supreme Court.
"Natasha!"
Tony's expression changed drastically, and he completely forgot about attacking Lynn.
The foot thrusters instantly exploded to their maximum, and he rushed frantically toward the direction where Natasha was falling, trying to catch her.
Just as Tony descended the altitude.
It happened at the exact moment Natasha fell in the straight line.
Lynn's lips curled into a triumphant smile.
"Got you?"
He murmured softly.
The last Arcane Shift of the day.
Lynn's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
When it reappeared, it was already behind Tony.
Tony didn't even realize what was happening.
Jarvis's alarm didn't even have time to sound.
A tremendous force capable of destroying the world came from behind.
Lynn's punch, imbued with the full power of Ragnarok, slammed into the back of the Mark VI armor!
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Tony was slammed into the concrete of the square like a shooting star.
The entire ground collapsed instantly, forming a huge crater.
The Mark VI armor shattered instantly, the alarm went out completely, and the reactor lights dimmed.
It has come to this point.
The only ones still standing on the court were a pale-faced Fury and a half-dead Bronsky who could barely stand.
The two exchanged a glance.
Without the slightest hesitation, they charged towards Lin En.
Lynn merely glanced at Fury indifferently and casually tossed the other battle axe in his hand away.
The battle axe, with the force of tearing through the air, slammed into Bronsky's feet.
The axe blade sank into the ground, leaving only the slightly trembling axe handle.
He pointed to the axe in front of Chonborgsky.
But his gaze fell on Fury.
His tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.
"My tolerance for you has its limits; you'd better stay put."
"I know there's a kitten behind you, and a blonde girl too."
"Although I really don't want to say this—"
"But believe me or not, before she even reaches Earth, I can annihilate everything you can see right now?"
Lynn spoke softly.
But there was no hint of joking in it.
Cold sweat beaded on Fury's forehead.
In the end, he slowly lowered his hand.
He couldn't afford to gamble, nor did he dare to. He knew all too well the ruthlessness of the man before him; if he said it, he would definitely do it.
Lynn ignored Fury, who was frozen in place, turned around, walked to the edge of the pit, bent down, and grabbed the wreckage of Tony's armor.
Just a casual tug.
They forcibly dismantled the shattered Mark 6, revealing Tony inside, coughing up blood and covered in wounds.
Tony remained conscious, looking at Lynn, who was covered in blood, with eyes full of helplessness and despair.
Lynn looked at him, and without the slightest hesitation, clenched her fist and slammed it hard into the ground next to his ear.
A tremendous noise and shockwave erupted instantly.
Tony shuddered, then fell into a fit of intense dizziness, his ears rang incessantly, and his vision went black as he completely lost consciousness.
Seeing that Tony had completely lost the ability to resist, the remaining soldiers around him involuntarily stopped what they were doing.
They all retreated, and no one dared to take another step forward.
Bronsky collapsed to the ground, too weak to even lift his hand. Fury stood there, not daring to move.
At this moment, he was like a god of death who had gone mad.
No one could have predicted the outcome of this battle.
Fury never expected this.
This encirclement and suppression —
Ultimately, it will end up in this one-sided situation.
Is there really no limit to Lynn's power?
Is there really no one in this world who can punish him?
At this time.
Lynn slowly stood up and dusted himself off.
He straightened his tattered clothes and turned to walk into the already dilapidated hearing room.
Ross was lying on the floor in the main seat, clutching his severed arm, his face ashen and his body trembling like a leaf.
As Lynn walked in, he kept emitting meaningless howls and desperately tried to shrink back, wanting to escape.
But Lynn simply walked slowly to him.
She reached out and grabbed his hair, dragging him step by step outside like a dead dog.
Ross's screams echoed through the empty hall, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.
Lynn dragged him down the steps of the Supreme Court, slamming him hard onto the stairs at the entrance.
He glanced down at his surroundings.
He found a live-streaming camera on the ground with a broken screen but still connected to the wires, and bent down to pick it up.
The camera focused on Ross's pale, desperate face.
On all the live streaming screens across the United States.
All that remained was Ross's face, etched with fear.
Lynn slowly crouched down and leaned close to Ross's ear.
This is not only telling him, but also telling all the people who witnessed this scene.
Game over.
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At this time.
Frank then came over and stood behind him.
His combat uniform was still stained with blood.
He had forcibly set his dislocated left arm.
He didn't say a word.
But he demonstrated his stance through his actions.
Lynn could feel the deep fear in all the gazes directed at him.
Then he slowly got up and looked around.
He recognized that look in her eyes.
It was a kind of rejection that was filled with utter disgust and instinctive aversion.
He couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Not enough people have died.
【Ding! 】
[The Final Mission of Noxus, the God-King]
Phase Three: Shatter the Throne
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