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Without pausing, Lin Nan unleashed a barrage of mad dog punches, striking wildly without any rhyme or reason.

Because he is afraid of snakes, he was a child in his previous life when a snake fell into his bowl while he was eating under a tree. This experience left him with a phobia of snakes, and he can only react to them in a berserk state.

Lin Nan's previous feigned composure crumbled completely after that punch. His eyes, hidden beneath his armored mask, turned bloodshot, and his face contorted in a ferocious grin as his fists rained down on the giant snake.

The Mad Dog Fist, a renowned ancient martial arts school, truly lives up to its reputation!

Enraged by such an unreasonable beating, Jormungandr roared to the sky and opened his mouth wide to bite Lin Nan's neck.

But he felt a sharp pain coming from the snake's bite.

Inserted between its upper and lower jaws was a black and purple sickle-shaped weapon.

Snapped!

Lin Nan snapped his fingers, and the sickle grew larger in the wind, stretching the snake's mouth almost to a 180-degree angle.

Snakes are extremely flexible, and their mouths are not directly split in two.

"Die!!"

Lin Nan grabbed its tongue from its mouth and ripped it out, causing blood to splatter everywhere and a foul stench to fill the air.

A bloody tongue was torn off, and the blood fell like a torrential rain onto the sea, merging into it and turning it into a sea of ​​blood.

However, this was not the end. Lin Nan waved his right hand, and the scythe-shaped weapon fell into his palm. With a series of wild swings, he directly dismembered the Jormungandr consciousness, and the huge head rolled into the sea.

Even in its pupils, a trace of disbelief and bewilderment remained.

No, who are you? What grudge do you hold against me? Why are you acting like a madman? I didn't say a single line, at most I sneezed, and you came at me with a barrage of mad dog punches and wildly swinging a sickle.

However, no matter how confused or bewildered it was, it was useless; its head had already fallen, and it could only dissipate in resentment.

With a loud bang, the head fell into the sea, creating a circular splash, before turning to ashes and disappearing along with the body.

Seeing this, Lin Nan finally relaxed, the tension in his back dissipated, and his body shrank dramatically, returning to the size of an ordinary human.

"Phew~ That scared me to death. Thank goodness, it's just a consciousness, or rather, a remnant soul. I didn't even need to use a finishing move. It's all bark and no bite."

Suddenly, after killing Jormungandr, Lin Nan felt a change within himself, as if he had acquired many unfamiliar things in his mind.

It felt like time travel; my mind was filled with countless things, and I had a strange, inexplicable feeling.

A kind of illusion of being omniscient and omnipotent in a dream.

Deep within her consciousness, two lines of text slowly surfaced:

[Mental synchronization rate: 100%]

[Dream Compatibility: 100%]

So that's what synchronization rate and compatibility mean.

They represent not only the upper limit of power that can be mobilized in armored form, but also the authority in dreams.

From this day forward, I, Lin Nan, will become a truly all-around special agent in my dreams.

Chapter 108 Matt's Change

Suppressing his excitement, Lin Nan casually uttered several languages ​​fluently.

It's a magical experience, as if everything is deep in your blood, and you can just blurt it out without even thinking.

He threw a few punches with fluid movements, switching effortlessly between Muay Thai, Wing Chun, Jeet Kune Do, and kickboxing.

Damn, is this what Lao Mo's strength and talent are like?

No wonder he's called the legendary stress-resistant king; his abilities are terrifying, making him an invincible all-around agent.

Synchronization rate and compatibility—the synchronization and compatibility were actually Lao Mo's skills and talents.

This can be understood as a gift and protection from the Temple of Cause and Effect; only a large enough "pool" can hold so many things.

Otherwise, forcibly stuffing it in will only overwhelm the consciousness.

That's it!

Just as Lin Nan was about to try more, Matt's dream rippled, and clearly, he was about to wake up.

Lin Nan had no choice but to exit the dream and return to the real world.

He opened his eyes and sat up abruptly. Everything he had imagined vanished, and he returned to his original self, no longer the invincible agent.

A small lamp was still on, and Matt lay beside him, his eyelids fluttering slightly as he opened his eyes.

"Lin...I...what did I do?" he asked as soon as he woke up.

"Nothing special, it was just a dream, and I've already taken care of it. How does it feel?"

Matt sat up, put on his glasses, and rubbed his head: "I feel like I've become a different person. I'm only now feeling myself again. That bone fragment is strange."

Clearly, Matt still had his memories; they hadn't been lost. He recalled the bloody methods he had used before, and felt a sense of unreality, as if it were from another world.

“That’s a bone fragment from Jormungandr, and it’s affecting you, Matt.”

Matt tried to roll over and stand up. His muscles exploded instantly, and he stood up like a character from an animation, completely defying common sense, with only one toe touching the ground.

This level of mobilization and unleashing of power is completely beyond human capability.

Holy crap! What's going on?

The two exchanged a glance and exclaimed in unison, "It's evolved!"

"No, I don't know if it's a mutation or evolution." Matt's mind was a bit confused, and his body kept making all sorts of movements that he could never do before.

Daredevil has always held power in awe rather than indulgence, and he suddenly felt somewhat lost, just like when he first gained his radar senses.

Clearly, Jormungandr is gone, but the power it gave Matt remains; it hasn't disappeared. Like in the Ring of Peace, only Matt is left as the driver, which is somewhat of a stretch.

"Calm down, come here first, let me check if there are any residual effects on your mental state," Lin Nan said. "I have some methods, you may have guessed them, but only if the other party completely trusts me can I detect them completely."

Matt nodded and said in a deep voice, "That feeling of becoming someone else is very unpleasant, so let's take a look, Lin."

After obtaining consent, Lin Nan approached Matt, placed her finger on his brow, and channeled the harmonizing power into him, causing it to surge through his consciousness.

Without any obstruction or resistance, the consciousness was smoothly covered, and the examination was carried out carefully inch by inch.

After a long while, Lin Nan withdrew her hand, relieved: "Matt is really clean now. I think the changes in you are a good thing, there's no need to worry too much."

“Before, with it hanging in my consciousness, it seemed like I could control the power very well, but now that it’s gone, I feel like I can’t control it at all,” Matt said with a wry smile.

He kept twisting his body, his powerful muscles undulating and trembling, each muscle acting as a separate entity, completely disconnected from the others.

The amount of information in his mind surged like a tidal wave again, his radar senses were enhanced many times over, and not only that, the strength, flexibility, and coordination of this body were also greatly enhanced.

Lin Nan observed for a while, then pinched Matt's arm and exclaimed, "It's really sturdy. It looks soft, but it feels hard. It's a blessing in disguise."

“But if I can’t even control myself, how can I participate in the battle?” Matt smiled bitterly again.

"Ask Harry for help; Osborn Industries has expertise in this area."

"No, I don't want other members to know the code. I remembered someone, I'm going to find him, maybe he can help me do better."

Matt's tone suddenly turned serious, as if he had made up his mind.

Lin Nan might know who Matt is referring to.

"Is it that old man?" Lin Nan asked.

"You really know a lot. Yes, it's that old man. I may not agree with his ideas, but his ability in this area is unmatched. Finding him is the quickest and most effective way."

Stickman, a disciple of an incredibly powerful and mysterious martial arts master, is a key figure in Daredevil's transformation.

Lin Nan remained silent for a long time before asking, "Can you find it?"

"I need some time. Can I take a break and disappear for a while?" Matt shifted a few times, finally able to stand up like a normal person, and asked with a touch of dry humor.

"No problem, Matt. I look forward to your return. Can you walk by yourself?"

Matt nodded: "Of course, walking is no problem."

The two left the basement, but the church remained empty and silent.

They walked on, each lost in their own thoughts, until they reached the gate and stopped.

"Matt, if you need help, you know how to contact me," Lin Nan said with a smile.

"Of course, we're friends."

Then, he waved his hand, turned and left, leaving Lin Nan with only his back view.

"Phew...that was an unexpected bonus."

The three riddle goddesses of Asgard were right after all; the giant serpent Jormungandr had indeed become entangled with them.

This causal thread passed through Kingpin, the Hand, Daredevil, and finally landed on himself. After many twists and turns, let alone his real-world mind, even his omnipotent mind in his dreams probably couldn't connect the dots at all.

But there's a question: does the Hand know that the bone fragment they're holding isn't the so-called "dragon," but a snake?

If you don't know this, and you're misled by the residual consciousness within, and they try to perform some ancient ritual or resurrection, then you'll be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Lin Nan reluctantly took out his phone and called Tony.

"Tony, where's Thor? Tell him to stop sunbathing. I have something important to tell him."

After a few seconds of silence, someone said, "Thor has returned to Asgard and said he's going to lock up his brother."

"What about the Cosmic Cube and the Scepter?" Lin Nan asked.

“I didn’t bring it back; Nick Fury is unwilling to hand it over.”

Lin Nan had a lot to say, and he really had to get it off his chest. The current S.H.I.E.L.D. is like a sieve. Leaving it there is just like telling Hydra, "Treasure is here, come and get it!"

It seems I'll have to find some time to steal it myself. No matter where I put it, it's not as safe as keeping it with me.

After all, he was about to have a secret base that existed in reality but could not be found in the real world.

Let's leave them with S.H.I.E.L.D. for now. Once we've dealt with Jormungandr, we'll store these two cosmic treasures in our own base.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Nan found a quiet, secluded spot, looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Heimdall, if you can hear me, please pass on a message to Thor: I've found a clue to Jormungandr, tell him to come find me quickly!"

Lin Nan called out, but there was no response, so she didn't care.