119: Chapter 119 Stripping Away Godhood, Mechanical Plague!

“Warning! Unknown low-level protocol intrusion detected!”

“Warning! symbiote neurons are being forcibly rewritten!”

A piercing red alarm flashed frantically across Tony Stark's retinas. Dark red, capillary-like veins were spreading across the surface of his proud, pure-white armor at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The arrogance on Tony's face vanished instantly, replaced by extreme coldness and decisiveness.

“Friday! Cut all external physical connections immediately! Activate symbiote Self-Destruct Protocol Three, jettison the contaminated armor!”

The reaction of this Superior Iron Man was textbook perfect. He didn't even ask what Lynn had done, choosing instead to cut his losses immediately to survive.

“S-Sorry... Sir...”

However, the voice of the armor's built-in AI suffered a strange stutter and distortion. The originally crisp synthetic voice was rapidly turning into a bone-chilling, raspy whisper: “Highest... highest authority has... been transferred...”

“What?!”

Tony's pupils shrank violently.

He snapped his head up, looking at Lynn standing below.

Lynn wasn't standing there.

Just a second before Tony issued his command, Lynn had already pressed the crimson blood watch on his left wrist.

A blinding red light exploded.

There were no massive muscles or hideous bone spurs. Lynn's body disintegrated instantly within the red light, transforming into a stream of liquid metal composed of billions of nanomachines and dark red neural synapses!

[Bloodtrix Form: Mechanical Plague!]

This eerie mass of dark red liquid metal gave Tony no chance to react. It flowed upstream like a virus along the severed armor fragments, instantly pouncing onto Tony's body!

“Get off me!”

Tony roared, his repulsors instantly charging, attempting to blast away the liquid metal attached to him at point-blank range.

“Click.”

The repulsor's charging glow flickered once and died out.

The dark red liquid metal had already burrowed into the armor's energy circuits, forcibly cutting off the reactor's output.

Then, a skin-crawling assimilation began.

Under the erosion of the [Mechanical Plague], the pure-white, mercury-like symbiote armor let out a shrill scream as if it were a living thing. The white liquid metal was forcibly stained crimson, then transformed into indestructible mechanical chains that stabbed back into Tony's joints!

“Thud!”

Tony, mid-air, lost all power and slammed heavily onto the plaza ground like a piece of lead.

The armor had completely defected, turning into a set of torture tools that locked him firmly to the ground.

The liquid metal writhed and converged in front of him, re-forming into Lynn's human form wearing a black trench coat. Except at this moment, Lynn's left hand remained in the form of a dark red mechanical tentacle, thrust deep into the reactor on Tony's chest.

“Your firewall is as flimsy as paper.” Lynn looked down at Tony, his tone indifferent.

Tony gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. He tried to call the orbital satellite network via voice command or even brainwaves, only to find in despair that his brain could no longer connect to [Extremis Network 3.0].

“Who are you... what do you want?” Tony stared fixedly at Lynn. “Money? Technology? Or rule over this World? I can give you half!”

Even at this point, he was still trying to use a deal to control the situation.

Lynn smiled.

“You seem to have mistaken one thing.”

Lynn leaned down and patted Tony's face, which was twisted with rage. “I'm not here to negotiate a deal with you.”

“Beep—!”

The crimson blood watch on Lynn's chest erupted with a visible ring of data ripples!

[Extremis 3.0 Master Server, completely overwritten!]

[Extracting planetary-level biological network framework...]

[Bloodtrix module updating...]

[Ding! Crimson Hive Mind network (Hive Mind) Unlocked! Host can establish cross-dimensional absolute loyalty links!]

Along with the system prompt, a terrifying transformation occurred across the entire plaza, and even the whole of San Francisco.

The citizens who had been hiding in the distance, calling themselves “Perfect Humans,” saw the transparent terminals in their hands explode with blinding red light.

“My face! My body!”

A blonde woman with a hot figure suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. Her perfect skin instantly became rough and dull, her originally shapely body shriveled like a deflated ball, and wrinkles and age spots crawled back over her cheeks at a visible rate.

“No! My legs hurt so much! My Extremis has been deactivated!” A man in a suit fell to the ground, his legs bending at an eerie angle as they reverted to their disabled state.

Screams, cries, and howls of despair rose one after another across the city.

Lynn had directly cut off the Extremis server!

He stripped away the “perfection” Tony had bestowed upon these people, instantly casting them back into their ugly, pained original forms.

“You... are you crazy?!”

Hearing the shrill screams around him, Tony Stark's eyes turned so red they looked like they might drip blood. That was his proud “Kingdom of God,” an artwork proving he was superior to anyone else, and now it was being crushed underfoot by this man!

“You destroyed my World!” Tony roared like an enraged Beast.

“Your World?”

A hint of mockery flashed in Lynn's eyes. He raised his foot and stomped heavily on the reactor on Tony's chest.

“Crack!” The reactor's glass faceplate shattered.

“Now, it's mine.” Lynn tilted his head slightly, looking at the three maids behind him. “Gwen, Carol. Receive the permissions and take over this city's defense system. Hela...”

Lynn paused, his eyes as cold as the abyss.

“Go to Stark Industries headquarters. Every living thing breathing there... clear them all out. Leave no survivors.”