56: Chapter 56 Analyzing the Space Stone, Transcending Space with the Physical Body

Crimson Mothership No. 1, Core Isolation Chamber.

A two-meter-thick dark silicon-carbon armored door was tightly locked, cutting off all external physical and electronic signals.

Lynn sat cross-legged on the cold metal floor.

His right hand held the Tesseract, which emitted a faint blue glow. This Infinity Stone, which had once turned the Red Skull to ash and made the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. walk on thin ice, was now vibrating slightly in his palm.

“System, begin analyzing the spatial sequence singularity,” Lynn commanded in his mind.

“Buzz—”

The crimson blood watch on his left wrist erupted with an unprecedented, greedy red light. The watch face split open, and hundreds of bio-metallic threads, interwoven with dark gold and crimson, lunged like hungry snakes into the pure energy blue shell of the Tesseract!

“Crack, crack, crack...”

An extremely piercing sound of shattering echoed within the isolation chamber.

The Space Stone sensed the brutal intrusion of external force and instinctively erupted in a backlash.

The air around Lynn instantly distorted and folded. Dozens of spatial blades, invisible to the naked eye, sliced into Lynn’s body without warning.

“Pfft!”

Lynn's black shirt was instantly shredded. The [Hardened Armor] skin on his right arm, which was strong enough to withstand armor-piercing rounds, was sliced open like thin paper before the laws of spatial cutting, revealing deep bone.

Blood gushed out.

Next was his chest, shoulders, and thighs. In just one second, Lynn's human shell was carved with over a hundred deep wounds by the spatial blades.

This sensation of tearing, acting directly on physical spatial coordinates, was enough to cause any superhero's mind to collapse from pain instantly.

But Lynn did not scream; he didn't even knit his brows.

His deep black eyes stared intently at the Tesseract in his hand, his gaze revealing a near-manic violence and excitement.

“Want to tear me apart?”

Lynn’s lips curled into a ferocious sneer. “Let's see if you can tear faster than I can eat.”

“Boom!”

The terrifying foundation within Lynn’s body—fusing Hulk’s Gamma genes, Thor’s All-Father sequence, and Venom cells—was fully activated at this moment.

[Cellular-Level Super Regeneration] operated at full power.

The flesh sliced by the spatial blades rapidly wove together and forcibly healed within 0.1 seconds. Severed bones were instantly reshaped and, under the wash of spatial laws, became even denser and more indestructible.

Tearing. Healing. Tearing again. Healing again.

This was no longer simple energy absorption, but a tragic tug-of-war between a physical body and the laws of the Universe.

Lynn was using this most savage and brutal method to forcibly swallow the source laws of the Space Stone, using it to temper his human body.

The space within the isolation chamber became completely chaotic. The surrounding metal walls were sliced with countless bottomless cracks.

An unknown amount of time passed.

As the Bloodtrix emitted an extremely crisp “ding,” the violent spatial turbulence around him instantly calmed.

[Analysis Complete: Spatial Singularity Surface Laws (5%).]

[Warning: Host's current physical body has reached its capacity limit. Continued consumption of the entity will lead to total gene chain collapse. Please wait for the Bloodtrix to rank up.]

[Bloodtrix repair progress increased to: 35%!]

[Host's normal physical body has successfully assimilated partial spatial laws. New normal active skill: Physical Spatial Crossing (Spatial Leap).]

Lynn let out a long breath of turbid air carrying the scent of blood.

His black shirt had turned to dust, but on that well-proportioned body filled with explosive power, not a single scar remained. Beneath his originally fair skin, a luster of interwoven blue and dark gold laws faintly flowed.

Lynn casually tossed the Tesseract back onto the table.

He stood up and glanced at the closed isolation chamber door ten meters away.

He didn't press the Bloodtrix, nor did he trigger any alien transformation forms.

Lynn simply locked onto a coordinate in his mind and then took a casual step forward.

“Swish.”

No sonic boom, no afterimage.

Lynn's figure vanished thin air from his original spot.

The next millisecond, he stood perfectly intact before the alloy door ten meters away.

Lynn looked down at his hands.

This was completely different from the extreme physical speed of XLR8. No matter how fast XLR8 was, it still needed to cross the physical distance between two points. But [Physical Spatial Crossing] directly folded space, ignoring distance, obstacles, and inertia.

“I don't even need to transform anymore.”

A satisfied curve hooked the corner of Lynn's mouth. This meant that in his normal human state, he was already completely invincible.

Just as Lynn was preparing to open the isolation chamber to check on the research progress of the Mind Stone...

“Buzz—”

An energy fluctuation, distinctly different from the Tesseract yet equally profound and mysterious, rippled without warning in the air ten meters behind Lynn.

The temperature inside the isolation chamber plummeted.

Lynn stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around.

In the air, countless golden sparks emerged out of nowhere, rapidly weaving into a rotating circular portal.

This was not a product of technology, nor an alien creation.

This was the oldest and most mysterious Dimensional Secret Art on Earth.

“Step.”

A pair of simple cloth shoes stepped out of the golden portal.

The newcomer wore a bright yellow monk's robe and had a thin frame. She had no hair, and her face was as calm as stagnant water, yet those eyes that saw through all things in the world contained a wisdom and majesty deeper than the vast starry sky.

The strongest Guardian of the Earth dimension, the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One.

“Lynn.”

Sorcerer Ancient One stood in the isolation chamber, looking at the black-haired youth before her with a bare upper body and an aura like an abyssal demon god. Her gaze swept over the Tesseract on the table, and her brow furrowed slightly.

“Your brutal theft of the spatial laws has already caused tremors in the multiverse.”

Ancient One's voice was ethereal and calm, yet it carried an unquestionable sense of pressure. “You are breaking the balance of this dimension.”

Facing this ceiling of combat power in the early Marvel Universe...

He casually pulled a brand-new black trench coat from a nearby rack and draped it over himself, looking coldly at the Sorcerer Supreme before him.

“Balance?”

Lynn acted as if he had heard a joke, an extremely violent crimson igniting in the depths of his eyes.

“Old lady. In my territory, I am the balance.”