58: Chapter 58 Mutual Non-Aggression: Earth's Unspoken Rules

A golden magic portal rotated silently in the air, emitting scorching sparks.

One foot of Sorcerer Supreme Gu Yi had already stepped into the portal, but she suddenly stopped.

She did not turn back, but slowly spoke in that ethereal and solemn voice within the chamber, which was filled with spatial cutting fissures.

"Lynn. You are an extremely pure person."

"Thanks for the compliment." Lynn, draped in a black trench coat, tossed the Planet-destroying Tesseract casually in his hand, his tone indifferent.

The Ancient One turned around.

This strongest Guardian of Earth, who had lived for hundreds of years, gazed at the black-haired youth before her with an extremely complex expression.

In the past few centuries, she had fought against Dormammu and repelled countless dimensional demons.

Lynn did not play by any conventional rules.

Not only did he possess a bizarre cheat that granted immunity to the laws of magic, but more terrifyingly, he did not care at all about the life or death of this World.

If a war broke out here, Lynn might get injured, but the entire New York, or even half of the Earth, would be reduced to ashes in their clash.

But at the same time, the Ancient One also saw through another side of Lynn.

"The duty of Kamar-Taj is to defend against magical invasions from other dimensions."

The Ancient One looked directly into Lynn's black pupils and made a concession with extreme solemnity, "Secular regime changes and gang vendettas were never within our scope of interference.

Whether S.H.I.E.L.D. falls or HYDRA collapses, you are already the sole power-holder on Earth now."

Lynn stopped his movements and gripped the Tesseract: "Get to the point. I don't like nonsense."

"Non-aggression."

The Ancient One uttered these two words, "As long as you do not actively tear the Earth's dimensional barrier or attract dimensional demons of Dormammu's level, the mages of Kamar-Taj will never step a single foot into the territory of your Crimson Court.

The Sanctuary will never interfere with your expansion."

Because the Ancient One knew very well that a brutal Raider like Lynn had an extremely strong "sense of territory."

The current Earth is Lynn's exclusive hunting ground and scraps of food.

If any extra-dimensional demon dared to come to Earth to snatch food, Lynn would be the first to tear the opponent apart, without needing the Ancient One to make a move.

This is an extremely twisted, yet absolutely stable balance.

After listening, a cold arc curled at the corners of Lynn's mouth.

"Old woman, you are a smart person."

Lynn walked slowly to the portal, looking down from a height at the Sorcerer Supreme who was half a head shorter than him, his voice filled with extreme violence.

"Keep those bald monks in robes under your command in check. As long as they don't come to my territory and become an eyesore, my plasma main cannons won't target your Sanctuary."

"But if I discover you are up to any tricks in the dark..."

A flash of crimson murderous intent crossed Lynn's eyes, "I guarantee, I will personally plow the Himalayas flat."

The Ancient One lowered her head slightly without refuting.

She took one last look at the Space Stone in Lynn's hand and turned to step into the portal.

"Swish."

The golden sparks instantly contracted and dissipated. The isolation chamber completely returned to dead silence.

Lynn turned around and walked to the huge bulletproof porthole of the isolation chamber.

The No. 1 Mothership was hovering at an altitude of several thousand meters. Below it was the U.S. East Coast, which had already been completely taken over by the Crimson Court.

Without the constraints of S.H.I.E.L.D., without the obstruction of the Avengers, even the Sorcerer Supreme had signed a non-aggression treaty.

"Beep—"

The crimson blood watch on his left wrist emitted a very faint hum, as if it were craving more genes and energy.

"Yeah, it's too small."

Lynn stroked the cold, dark red dial of the Bloodtrix, his black pupils flashing with unprecedented ambition.

Super Soldiers, Asgardians, Hulk, Chitauri behemoths... the top-tier genes on Earth that could excite him had almost all been harvested by him.

That Tesseract was not only a weapon of slaughter but also a key to the sea of stars.

Outside Earth, in the depths of the vast Universe.

There was the arrogant Kree Empire, the insectoids capable of devouring Planets, Captain Marvel who could perform Physical Spatial Crossing in the Universe, and that purple potato-head sitting on a floating throne, collecting the Infinity Stones.

There were even the Celestials, who were said to feed on Planets.

Those were the "all-you-can-eat buffets" that Lynn truly craved.

Just as Lynn's thoughts spanned the sea of stars, the extremely cold voice of Frank Castle came from the communicator.

"Boss. The cleanup operation in Europe hit a snag."

Frank reported: "The last few underground fortresses of HYDRA in Sokovia have been destroyed by the Crimson Guard. Baron Strucker has been executed. However, while clearing the lowest-level laboratory, two 'rats' escaped."

Lynn narrowed his eyes: "Rats that can escape from the encirclement of the Crimson Guard are not often seen."

"They are two mutated test subjects catalyzed by the energy of the Mind Stone, a pair of twins."

Frank's voice carried a rare hint of solemnity, "They killed an entire squad of the Crimson Guard. The male is extremely fast; even our automatic targeting system couldn't lock onto his afterimage. The female... can release an extremely bizarre red energy that instantly warps the soldiers' minds and armor."

Extremely fast. Red energy.

The cold sneer at the corners of Lynn's mouth slowly widened, and a light of extreme greed ignited in his eyes.

Quicksilver, Scarlet Witch.

This was the last "big gift" HYDRA left for Earth, and also the only two top-tier pieces of genetic cake remaining on Earth.

Especially the Scarlet Witch's potential for Chaos magic, which was enough to alter reality.

Before stepping into the sea of stars, this was the perfect after-dinner dessert.

"Have the Crimson Guard withdraw. Mutants of that level cannot be caught with conventional firepower."

Lynn turned around and strode toward the door of the isolation chamber.

"Change the course of the No. 1 Mothership. Lock onto Sokovia."

Lynn's voice was filled with suffocating cruelty and excitement, "Also, unleash the Mad Dog. Tell it, there is premium fresh meat to eat today."