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Chapter 53 - Chapter 53: The Battle Concludes

"Mage Russell, pick me up. Everyone, we don't have many chances; let's take him down in one go."

On the battlefield, the conscious Hulk and the Mad Wolf were once again fighting frantically. But this time, for the first time, the crazed Werewolf felt fear. Hulk's fists were like a landslide, and every strike made its bones let out a mournful cry!

"Understood, Your Excellency Lin Huai."

A portal opened in front of Lin Huai. He straightened his slightly wrinkled collar and stepped leisurely into the portal. Like a lead actor about to take the stage, his figure instantly appeared at the edge of the battlefield.

"Clinton, aim for that Werewolf's knees. Help Hulk keep him under control."

"Hawkeye received." At a distant vantage point, Clint Barton did not use his signature compound bow. A ferocious Barrett anti-materiel sniper rifle let out a dull roar in his hands. A burst of blood erupted from the Werewolf's right knee as it was about to charge. The massive impact caused it to stumble and fall to one knee.

"One more leg!" Another gunshot rang out, and the Mad Wolf's left knee shattered in response. It completely lost its mobility and was pinned down by the following Hulk!

"Jarvis, how much longer until the [Lava Octopus skin] arrives?" Lin Huai's voice showed no hint of tension, as if he were merely asking about the delivery time for dinner.

"Mr. Lin Huai, it will arrive in five minutes. A military priority route has been activated."

Lin Huai gave orders with every step as he slowly walked toward the center of the battlefield. His commands were clear and effective.

"Tony, did you find your hammer?" "Of course!"

"Then smash his claws."

"No problem. It's Stark time now. Jarvis, 'Warhammer Protocol', charge!"

Tony was like a red and gold meteor streaking across the sky. His warhammer was filled with blue lightning as he delivered a heavy blow to the Werewolf's desperately struggling forearm. The crisp sound of bone fracturing echoed across the battlefield.

"Mage Russell, you can cast your spell now. Tony, the other claw as well. Clinton, keep your eyes glued to his legs; you absolutely cannot let him get up. Captain, have you rested enough? It's time for your entrance."

"Don't worry, brother, I'll take this claw back for my collection!" Tony's voice was full of confidence over the communication channel. The massive warhammer traced a new arc in the air, and the thrusters on the back of his armor erupted with brilliant blue light once again.

Like a vengeful meteor falling from the sky, he locked onto the Mad Wolf's only remaining movable right arm and smashed down hard!

Crack—!

A second crisp and ear-piercing sound of bone breaking rang out. The Mad Wolf's last remaining weapon was completely neutralized, hanging limply on the ground, no longer able to pose any threat.

"Very well, Your Excellency Lin Huai."

Mage Russell did not pause for a moment. He pressed his hands together in front of his chest and then suddenly pulled them apart while chanting an incantation. Rune chains composed of pure golden energy appeared out of thin air, like living spirit snakes. They instantly bound the Mad Wolf's upper body and head, which were being held down by Hulk, completely sealing off any possibility of a final struggle!

"Received."

At the distant vantage point, Hawkeye calmly reported again.

The muscles in the Werewolf's kneeling legs twitched violently, as if it still wanted to exert force.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two more bullets were fired into the Werewolf's ankle joints.

Hawkeye's anti-materiel sniper rifle, like the eye of the God of Death, had long since locked onto its joints without moving an inch. As long as it dared to show any sign of getting up, the next bullet would be delivered immediately.

"Hulk, expose his chest. We're going to give him a heart-to-heart expression of gratitude."

"Hulk!" With a roar, Hulk grabbed the Werewolf's neck and pulled back with all his might. The Werewolf's chest was left completely exposed and defenseless.

"Consultant Lin, Soldier Steve, reporting!"

Steve Rogers' voice was steady and firm.

At the moment everyone completed their tasks, Lin Huai's footsteps happened to stop in the center of the battlefield. He didn't look back, but simply raised his hand calmly.

Steve no longer hesitated. He strode out from behind cover, each step firm and powerful. Like an executor about to carry out a final "Judgement," he walked steadily toward the completely controlled Monster.

From his waist, he pulled out the revolver loaded with special holy silver bullets that Nick Fury had specifically sent to him.

"Monster..." Steve walked up to the immobile Werewolf, looked into those crimson eyes still filled with endless madness and tyranny, and whispered, "Repent!"

He raised his arm. The dark muzzle of the gun did not tremble in the slightest as it aimed steadily at the Werewolf's chest.

Then, he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The gunshot wasn't loud; it was even a bit muffled. But the first silver bullet tore through the flesh on the Werewolf's chest!

"Awoooo—!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Steve remained expressionless as he emptied the remaining five bullets into its chest in one breath. Finally, the tough skin on the chest was pierced, tearing open a hole.

Lin Huai walked forward and took out the [human-faced rose]. Like an elegant performer, he solemnly thrust the rose into the Werewolf's heart. In an instant, the Werewolf stopped struggling, and even its heartbeat slowed down.

"Consultant Lin, did it succeed?" Steve turned and asked.

"No. Werewolves possess powerful regenerative abilities, especially a Werewolf spawned from a perfect body. We must kill both its heart and its head simultaneously. We're still missing the final weapon. Look, isn't it here?" Lin Huai looked up at the sky.

A transport plane in the sky dropped a silver box. "Rhodes here. Stark, your delivery has arrived."

A portal opened, and the box was delivered to Lin Huai. "Captain, there's a Rune Talisman in my coat pocket; be careful not to drown. Everyone except Stark and the Captain, retreat 500 meters."

Drown?

Lin Huai opened the box and took out the skin of the [Lava Octopus]. Instantly, a sense of suffocation filled the area, though it wasn't intense.

Steve immediately reached into Lin Huai's coat pocket and pulled out a Rune Talisman without hesitation.

Like a Magician performing a trick, Lin Huai displayed the octopus skin and then slowly draped it over the Werewolf's head.

Then, Hermes Language was recited from his mouth in a low and clear rhythm. That solemn voice seemed to echo in the ears of everyone present:

"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era;"

"The mysterious ruler Above the Gray Fog;"

"The king of yellow and black who wields good luck."

"I pray for your gaze;"

"I pray for you to bestow power;"

"Please strengthen the effects of'Suffocation' and'Stiffness'."

In an instant, an indescribable sense of suffocation and cold stiffness enveloped the area around the Werewolf! Even Hulk, who was watching the scene, felt extreme discomfort and quickly jumped away from the Werewolf's body.

The Werewolf's massive body died just like that—quietly. Its head drowned, and its heart stopped beating.

The massive body quickly shed its ferocious lupine features, reverting to the scarred but lifeless corpse of the Abomination.

The battle was over.

Lin Huai retrieved the [human-faced rose] and the [Lava Octopus skin]. The rose was still as bright and brilliant as ever, but the patterns on the surface of the octopus skin had completely disappeared.

Hulk looked at the "toy" beneath him that was now completely still. He scratched his head in confusion and let out a low growl. The rage in him gradually subsided with the death of his opponent, and his body slowly shrank, turning back into Banner.

"Good job, everyone. A perfect team effort. I know a really good Brazilian steakhouse; it's on me." Tony retracted his warhammer and landed next to Lin Huai. His faceplate opened, and he let out a whistle.

Steve silently put away the still-warm revolver, looking at the figure standing in the center of the battlefield with a very complex expression, as if everything were within his control.

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