21: Chapter 21: The enemy is at the gates, and they storm the top floor.

3:00 AM. Central Manhattan.

The heavy rain hadn't stopped. The eighty-story Fisk Tower loomed in the night like a dormant steel Beast.

As the absolute power center of New York's underground empire, the tower's defenses tonight were tight to the extreme. Outside the ground floor lobby, over a dozen black SUVs were parked. Hundreds of fully armed gang gunmen stood ready at the lobby and every exit.

"Screech—"

A pitch-black Ford Raptor Armored Vehicle tore through the curtain of rain, showing no signs of slowing down as it charged directly onto the plaza in front of the tower.

"Enemy attack! Fire!"

The guard leader roared.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"

Dense firepower instantly enveloped the Raptor armored vehicle. However, the specialized bulletproof armor deflected all the bullets.

The armored vehicle made a piercing fishtail skid and came to a halt right outside the main entrance of the lobby.

Frank Castle kicked the door open and jumped down from the driver's seat. Using the vehicle body as cover, he raised the dark red Ion Laser Gun with both hands.

"Shoom—!"

A ghostly blue high-energy beam swept out.

The lobby's bulletproof glass defense line vaporized instantly like paper. Over a dozen mobsters hiding behind the doors were melted in half, along with their guns, by the high temperature.

Firepower suppression was established in an instant.

"Leave the first floor to me." Frank said without looking back as he adjusted his shooting angle, "They've locked down the elevators. The stairwells must be crawling with heavy firepower. Going up from the inside will take at least half an hour."

"Too slow."

Lynn pushed open the passenger door and stepped into the heavy rain.

He looked up at the top floor of the tower piercing into the clouds.

"Since there's no path, I'll make one myself."

Lynn raised his right hand and slapped down hard on the Bloodtrix on his left wrist.

"Click."

A blinding crimson light erupted violently in the rainy night. The booming sounds of bone displacement and muscle tearing echoed across the plaza.

The red light dissipated.

A Four-Armed Demon God, four and a half meters tall, dark red all over and covered in pitch-black bone spikes, stood tall amidst the wind and rain.

[Alien Gene Activated: Four Arms (Mad Blood Variant)!]

The violent life magnetic field instantly suppressed the surrounding gunfire.

Lynn didn't walk toward the lobby's main entrance; instead, he went straight to the smooth glass curtain wall on the side of the tower.

There were no points to gain leverage for climbing here.

But for him, this wasn't a problem at all.

The thick upper-right arm of Lynn's suddenly lunged out, his five fingers like steel forks, clawing fiercely into the wall in front of him.

"Bang!"

The specialized glass, capable of resisting hurricanes, and the supporting steel frame behind it were instantly crushed under Lynn's claws like tofu.

Then his left hand.

"Crack!"

Lynn's massive body soared into the air, his four giant hands covered in pitch-black bone spikes alternately digging into the tower's outer wall.

With every grip, he would forcibly gouge out a half-meter deep pit in the marble outer wall, bulletproof glass, and even the internal reinforced concrete!

Just like that, like a terrifyingly sized prehistoric giant ape, he ignored all structural mechanics and relied purely on incomprehensible, inhuman monstrous strength to climb frantically up the straight outer wall of the tower!

Rubble and glass fragments mixed with rainwater, crashing to the ground like a waterfall.

...

Inside Fisk Tower.

Thirtieth floor, elevator shaft and stairwell entrance.

Dozens of heavy gunmen held machine guns, staring intently at the closed elevator doors. The moment the doors opened, they would pour out enough firepower to tear an elephant apart.

"Thud."

Suddenly, a dull impact sound came from the nearby outer wall.

"Thud. Thud. Thud."

The impact sounds became faster and heavier. The floor of the entire level trembled along with it.

"What's that sound? Outside?"

A gunman turned his head in confusion toward the outer wall.

"Boom—!"

A two-meter-high load-bearing wall exploded!

A giant red hand covered in dark bone spikes smashed through the wall, grabbed something inside—even crushing a water dispenser into scrap metal—and then pulled back out.

Immediately after, that terrifying wall-smashing sound continued moving rapidly toward the higher floors.

The gunmen were so scared they slumped to the ground, their faces pale.

That monster was actually climbing the building with its bare hands! And it was climbing by smashing through the load-bearing walls of every floor!

All the defense lines they had meticulously arranged in the internal corridors became completely useless decorations.

...

Eightieth floor, the top-floor CEO's office.

The space was vast and luxurious. But at this moment, the air was oppressive to the extreme.

Kingpin stood with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, his expression as gloomy as water.

He had just received the desperate report from downstairs. That monster didn't take the elevator or the stairs; instead, like a demolition machine, it climbed up from the outside of the building with its bare hands!

"Boss, he's already at the seventieth floor. The steel frame of the entire building is deforming."

Chief Assistant James was trembling all over.

"Shut up."

Kingpin snorted coldly. He took off his signature white suit.

Beneath the suit was a form-fitting, matte-black specialized fiber battle suit.

This was an absolute defense battle suit he had spent hundreds of millions of dollars on, purchasing Vibranium fiber from the Wakanda black market and having top weapon experts weave it. Theoretically, it could absorb most kinetic energy and kinetic impacts.

This was his final trump card as the Kingpin of New York's underworld.

Standing beside Kingpin was a super giant over 2.2 meters tall.

The giant was encased in a set of heavy, grey high-polymer armor. On the head of the armor was a half-meter-long Titanium Alloy Rhino Horn shimmering with cold light.

The undefeated general of the underground fighting pits, the super thug Kingpin had built with massive wealth and mutation serums—Rhino, Aleksei.

"No matter what kind of monster he is, he'll be turned into a kebab in front of this horn." Aleksei panted heavily, his voice coming from beneath the heavy armor, carrying a bloodthirsty excitement.

"Thud."

Seventy-fifth floor.

"Thud."

Seventy-eighth floor.

The dull impact sounds were already close at hand. Kingpin could even feel the thick Persian carpet beneath his feet vibrating violently.

"Thud!"

The final impact stopped outside the office's massive floor-to-ceiling window.

Amidst the rainstorm.

A giant dark red palm slapped onto the bulletproof glass with a "splat."

Then came the second, and the third.

A terrifying silhouette that blotted out the sky slowly rose outside the window.

Four tyrannical blood-colored eyes stared intently at Kingpin inside the room through the glass.

Kingpin's pupils contracted. Even wearing the Vibranium battle suit, he still felt a tangible aura of death rushing toward him.

"Aleksei! Smash him!" Kingpin roared sharply.

"Roar—!"

Rhino Aleksei let out a Beast-like howl, his legs suddenly exerting force.

His massive body, weighing several tons, was like a locomotive charging at full speed. Lowering his head, he aimed that Titanium Alloy Rhino Horn at Lynn outside the window and charged violently!

Outside the window, the corners of Lynn's mouth curled into a cruel arc.

He gripped the titanium alloy frame of the floor-to-ceiling window with all four palms and yanked outward with sudden force.

"Boom!!!"

The entire ten-meter-long bulletproof window, along with the load-bearing wall structure, was ripped out by Lynn.

Fierce winds and heavy rain instantly poured into the luxurious office.

The dark red Four-Armed Demon God strode into the top floor, meeting the Rhino's charge that was powerful enough to destroy the building!