In the Marvel universe, you start with a colored Hextech item.

The aftershocks of the battle at the old shipyard still lingered, the stench of blood carried away by the sea breeze.

For some, this battle was never as simple as "Roxson and the Hand hunting down Lynn".

It seems that the main characters are the two of them...

Actually.

As a household name in New York, Lynn was followed closely by countless eyes as soon as he stepped out of the Fisker Building, observing his every move.

There's more to this place than just Faith and Roland.

……

On the west side of the dock, at the top of an abandoned command tower.

Dario's eyes were fixed on the monitor screen in front of him.

In the center of the image, a blood-soaked figure rises from the pit, his two axes gleaming a dark red in the moonlight.

Dario murmured to himself.

"A total of over three hundred people..."

"One hundred and forty-two elite ninjas of the Hand, and one hundred and eighty-five first-class field mercenaries from Roxon..."

"This also includes Roland and Xin!"

This is the whole picture of the trap.

Dario's plan to ambush Lynn.

As for the Hands and the Guild, he lured them into participating under the pretext of dealing with Lynn, so they could share the risks.

There are two purposes.

If we can successfully deal with Lynn, that would be the best outcome.

Even if I can't do it...

He believes that these 300 people will allow him to see more, including data about Lynn and whether he has any other trump cards up his sleeve.

Joseph is the best example.

Having already underestimated him once, Dario, considering his future plans, must thoroughly understand this enemy.

However, from the start of the battle until now... Dario's expression gradually changed from confidence to embarrassment.

Dario exhaled a heavy smoke ring and said in a deep voice.

Even the most perfect super soldier would inevitably show signs of fatigue when facing an elite team of three hundred!

"And this Lynn... I can't understand it. Who on Earth could create something like this, with just two axes..."

Sitwell's expression was similar to Dario's.

Hydra does indeed like such "monsters" as their helpers, but not an uncontrollable "monster"!

In his eyes...

Lynn could even be compared to a "nuclear bomb".

One person can destroy a small country!

It's important to understand that ordinary countries don't have this kind of high-tech equipment, nor do they have modified experimental subjects or ninjas.

Killian, however, showed a manic expression and was not afraid of Lynn's ruthlessness; on the contrary, he became even more obsessed.

Isn't this the perfect test subject he wanted?

That body seemed to be calling out!

It was telling Killian that this body could satisfy all the directions he wanted to explore, and it was just waiting for him to discover them himself.

"What a desirable body!"

"His strength is incredible, at least 20 tons, and his speed goes without saying. It's just... his endurance..."

"Logically speaking, even if three hundred people couldn't take him down, Lynn should have been seriously injured in the end."

"It seems it's still not enough..."

"It's a pity we didn't see any other abilities. Does he enjoy the feeling of killing...?"

Dario's brow twitched at the regret in his words.

He really is a madman.

Regarding "wind wall" and "invisibility," these have become Lynn's trademarks, although relevant data already exists.

But not enough.

It is known that the 'Wind Wall' can last for 3-5 seconds and can block projectiles such as weapons.

The exact number of times it was used is completely unknown.

There is even less information about 'invisibility'.

Dario couldn't help but frown.

The top-secret message from Hydra is recorded to last about 10-20 seconds, but the exact duration is uncertain.

After all, there have been examples before!

Lynn's activation time started at 3 seconds, then 5 seconds, and then 15 seconds.

No one can guarantee that this is the limit.

Dario sighed helplessly.

"Sigh...a more detailed and comprehensive assessment is necessary."

"Until we're absolutely certain, we'd better keep a low profile. Either we don't make a move, or..."

"One hit, one kill!"

……

East of the dock, in the shadow of the containers.

Peter looked at the meat grinder in the distance, his fingers unconsciously digging into the metal box, his body trembling slightly.

"Frank! Why are you stopping me!"

"Isn't Lynn your friend? He needs help!"

"Even if you won't let me go, why don't you go and help him?"

Hearing the roar in his ears, Frank, who was crawling on the ground and following Lynn with his scope, frowned.

In fact, he didn't understand why he wasn't called.

They were able to get there because Frank suddenly noticed that S.H.I.E.L.D. was conducting a large-scale operation.

The two met by chance along the way and then traveled together.

He glanced at Peter with slight annoyance.

"Don't get your hopes up. The fact that he didn't notify us means he has other plans. Don't disrupt his schedule!"

"And you're not in a good state right now."

At this point, Frank paused suddenly, and after thinking for a moment, decided to tell him about Lynn's arrangements.

He was genuinely afraid that Peter would suddenly rush down.

"You know what? He made me babysit for you, you little brat, for three days. Haven't you noticed how quiet Queens has been lately?"

"I was the one who secretly took care of those bastards."

"And all you need to do is rest for three days."

"Don't get involved in any events, whether actively or passively, including now. He and I will handle this."

Peter fell silent.

He never expected Lynn would cook for him...

His gaze fell upon the assassins on the field, all of whom were intent on taking Lynn's life. If he were to let them go...

Peter gradually understood Lynn's intentions.

His gaze gradually hardened, and he murmured softly.

"Some people really shouldn't have the chance to repent."

……

Three kilometers away, the Quinjet hovered below the clouds.

Natasha looked at the various signal sources on the screen.

The most noticeable feature is the life support system inside the dock.

One second it was green, the next it was red, meaning yet another person had died at Lynn's hands.

Such scenes have already numbed Natasha.

However, Fury had given the order long before the operation began.

"We will not intervene, but simply observe."

Clearly, everyone was curious about just how far Lynn could go.

But at first, no one thought that a hunting team of three hundred people could not pose a threat to Lynn.

At least for now, things seem quite relaxed.

"Why...why didn't he use invisibility?"

"And that knife that can shoot out a 'wall,' and that shotgun that uses who-knows-what caliber of bullets?"

"And why didn't Frank come to help him?"

Natasha shook her head at Barton's question.

Considering Lynn's tendency to explode from time to time.

"He might be angry inside and wants to vent."

"He believes that too many people want to deal with him, and perhaps he guessed that others would be watching from here, which is a way of making his stance clear."

"If the follow-up is not handled properly..."

Natasha didn't finish speaking, but Barton already understood.

The reason might be the sudden appearance of Ross, whose arrogant attitude was perhaps the trigger for Lynn's outburst.