"Am I... afraid?"
Pierce's facial muscles twisted slightly, and his hands anxiously supported his chin. He seemed to be trying to prevent himself from making any sound, but his trembling hands, like his chin, quivered uncontrollably. Every inch of his muscles exhibited various signs of fear due to instinct.
Sweat soaked his shirt, dripping onto the scorching deck, sizzling and creating a few strands of white vapor.
"I lost. Completely lost. As long as this man exists, Hydra will never have a chance to rise again. We can only hide in dark corners and eke out a miserable existence."
Pierce smiled bitterly. Just like the other four armed guards, he knelt before Kyle in his Venom's full-cover state.
He wasn't influenced by the force field's pull, but he knelt not because of the power but because he couldn't see a future where Hydra would rise again. His faith, which was his pillar of strength, had crumbled, leading to this act of submission.
The dim sunlight fell on Pierce, making him look even more desolate and aged. He appeared like a completely defeated and broken man.
"Why didn't you do this earlier? You could never escape as long as you were on Earth," Kyle said, shaking his head gently. The sturdy and dark keratin membrane on his body began to recover and turn into a black liquid, infiltrating and merging into his clothes underneath.
After a while, his recovery turned into a silver-haired, golden-eyed, and handsome face, along with a tall and robust human physique.
Venom transformed into a spacious black trench coat draped over Kyle's casually dressed body. There was no trace of blood or brutality. He now looked like a gentleman attending a party, devoid of any sense of ruthlessness he displayed earlier when crushing lives like ants.
Kyle chuckled and took a step forward while saying, "Red Skull should consider himself fortunate. Back when he touched the Tesseract on the aircraft, he might have survived and been exiled to somewhere outside of Earth."
He walked past the armed personnel, who, under the oppressive power of the Venom's gaze, had almost fused their entire bodies with the deck. After their futile resistance, they eventually succumbed, fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and passed out.
Kyle stood in front of Pierce, stopping just half a meter away. He looked down coldly at the back of Pierce's head.
"You... you can't kill me..." Pierce didn't dare to raise his head and spoke with a trembling tone.
"Reasons?" Kyle shrugged and said, "That's true, there is a hidden danger. But you won't live to see that day. You're going to die here."
If he were truly the Symbol of Peace in the eyes of the public, perhaps he would not take a life even in the face of an enemy, eventually relying on the people's approval and legal means for justice and judgment.
However, before being the Symbol of Peace, he was Kyle, a reincarnated individual who had crossed over. He knew what he was doing was right, and if there were mistakes, he would eliminate them.
Kyle didn't bother with further chatter. He snapped his fingers lightly, and golden flames ignited between his two fingers, instantly raising the temperature within a few meters by more than ten degrees.
"You can't do this..."
As death drew near, Pierce's body trembled more violently. Sensing his impending demise, he couldn't help but shout hoarsely, "Mystery Man! Aren't you going to take action? You promised to help me stop the Symbol of Peace, and now I'm about to die. Aren't you going to show yourself?!"
A somewhat comical cry for help echoed across the Helicarrier's deck, situated high in the sky, but no one responded.
Mystery Man?
Kyle frowned before he looked around. On the second Helicarrier, besides the four unconscious armed guards, there was no one else.
"Is he having a mental breakdown?"
Kyle didn't waste any time. Facing Pierce, he lightly flicked his finger, sending the golden flame falling from his hand.
The seemingly extinguishable golden flames contained the powerful force of high-temperature burning. If it touched a person's head, it could potentially melt the skull.
Pierce, crawling on the ground, watched as the golden flames descended. Just before they were about to touch the back of his head, a nearly transparent ripple suddenly appeared in the air.
The golden flames and the transparent ripple collided, and they were gradually extinguished, vanishing without a trace.
"Who are you?" Kyle's expression turned cold. He quickly turned around and, to his surprise, found a small "dwarf" standing silently behind him.
The figure was less than one meter tall, with a slender and frail body entirely covered in a black cloak, obscuring its face, and physique, and making it impossible to determine whether it was human or alien.
"I've finally met you," The mysterious figure seemed to be smiling, emitting a hoarse, ethereal sound.
"Are you a member of Hydra?" Kyle asked coldly. Due to the five-meter distance between them, he couldn't see the Ability Card on the mysterious figure.
However, the ability displayed earlier, the effortless cancellation of the divine fire, seemed to be accompanied by a strong spatial aura...
Yes, it was definitely a spatial ability!
For Kyle, who had contact with the Space Stone, there was no mistaking it. It was a Space-Class derivative ability.
Was it a Sorcerer? Mutant? A man-made being experimented with the Tesseract?
In a brief moment, Kyle had already formulated numerous speculations in his mind.
The mysterious figure had a pair of small eyes that seemed to be fixed on Kyle. It answered, "I am not a member of Hydra. That man just helped me find you, and I promised to save his life. My mother once warned me never to break promises or be untrustworthy."
"Did your mother also warn you to be cautious when dealing with enemies?" Kyle said. Before the mysterious figure could respond, he tapped his toe on the floor. He moved toward the mysterious figure at an incredible speed, leaving behind a shallow white shockwave in his wake.
He was eager to take action, not necessarily with a strong intent to kill but to examine the Ability Card the mysterious figure possessed.
Space was the supreme power, and time was the ruler!
Even the lowest forms of these abilities were divine techniques that could access the mysteries of the universe. That was why the Ancient One, a Sorcerer, could be the strongest defender against multiple-dimensional invasions of Earth as an ordinary human.
Kyle moved suddenly, and the mysterious figure made no attempt to retreat or dodge. With only a five-meter distance between them, reading the card message required a range of no more than three meters. These two meters could be considered negligible.
However, after ten seconds, Kyle was still approaching at breakneck speed, and the distance between him and the mysterious figure remained at the initial five meters.
These mere five meters seemed like an immeasurable chasm, and even his fastest sprint couldn't close the gap by a single centimeter.
(End of this chapter)
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