The Eternal Spear...

Lin Feng sat down with some difficulty. It was theoretically possible to snatch the Eternal Spear from Thor. They had no soul bond, no unique possession, and all they had to do was prevent Odin from taking advantage of the situation.

But how could that be?

In addition, they have time. They only have seven days, and almost two days have already passed. In the remaining five days, they don't have much time to choose or wait.

Perhaps he could collaborate with Odin...

They wanted to find Hela, and he could have easily used that as a starting point to get them to sit down and listen to him, but... that seemed like a pipe dream, as the previous participants had already used up all their opportunities to negotiate.

To make Odin and Thor believe in the participants is like making them believe in Thanos.

The simplest approach is to continue using hardline tactics, going all the way down the wrong path, ignoring the world's opinions. After all, they are outsiders; all they need to do is extract and gain benefits. The controversies and struggles on this land have nothing to do with them, and they have no responsibility for anything on this land.

“We’ve slaughtered all the Asgardian soldiers. Regardless of what the people before us did, we…” Si Zang shook his head. Judging from the situation, they could only resort to drastic measures to complete their objective in a short time and then quickly evacuate this world.

Then we'll have to resort to force!

The seriousness in Lin Feng's eyes gradually faded: "This is the only way."

"Um... cough, how do we do it?" Si Zang coughed.

Lin Feng quickly said, "Another team has partnered with Kingpin. They have a batch of vibranium that is being transported to New York. If we seize the vibranium and make it into weapons, we can minimize Thor's threat."

"Looks like you really haven't been idle." Si Zang chuckled. "How much vibranium do you have? Enough for me to make a few hammers?"

"About 3 tons."

"3 tons? That much? Wait, isn't vibranium only in the possession of that Klaue guy on the market right now?" Shizang couldn't help but wonder, "Wait, wouldn't it be easier for us to go to Wakanda and rob a bunch of them than to run into that group of participants?"

Wakanda... having an army is the same as not having an army.

"Do you think there's only one person secretly selling vibranium in Wakanda?" Lin Feng tossed a tablet aside, bored. "It's not just Ulysses Klaue stealing 0.25 tons of vibranium every year that's smuggled out of Wakanda."

"Furthermore, after T'Challa the Black Panther was dethroned, what were the rest of them waiting for, aside from a few close associates who helped him?"

"Ha...you're talking about conspiracy theories." Si Zang laughed, took the tablet, and looked at what was on it: "It seems like they all came into this world with a purpose, while the two of us just came here to have fun."

Lin Feng joked, "Now we have a target too. As long as we show ourselves, Asgard will find us, and then Thor will appear... It will be easier to snatch what they have than for us to go to Wakanda."

"Hmm, quite a plan." Si Zang flipped through the tablet, looking at the information about Luo Er's current situation, and felt a sense of satisfaction. "Shall we set off now?"

“Yes, it’s easier to make a move at sea.” Lin Feng nodded.

...

On the calm surface of the Atlantic Ocean, an oil tanker slowly sailed in. Yura, who had changed into a pure black combat uniform, was adjusting her body. Just as she finished her self-check, she suddenly looked up and noticed a black dot in the sky above.

"Enemy attack!"

With a cold shout, wisps of icy mist immediately rose from the calm sea, drawing the surrounding area into a hazy, gray world.

"Five minutes at most!"

Lin Feng reminded him, "If anything unexpected happens, you should leave first."

"Understood, understood!" Sizang answered without hesitation, gripping the Ongjin Hammer with both hands and smashing it down on Yura's head.

Whether or not he leaves is up to him to decide.

At this moment, an ice wall appeared from the white mist. Barisius, who was manipulating ice spikes with both hands, stepped on the ice mountain and took the initiative to meet Lin Feng: "A four-person mission has suddenly become a six-person mission. It really can't be that simple!"

Lin Feng remained silent, and the demonic power between his hands slammed down with the demonic blade, cleaving through the ice wall in front of him and crashing heavily onto the tanker.

The Crimson Demon burst out from behind him, its dragon claws, like shadows, gripping him and drawing a semicircle on the ice wall before slamming heavily into the ice wall that had risen again in front of Barusius.

The ice wall, hard and with a super unique structure, was made up of countless tiny ice crystals tightly interlocked. After absorbing some of the attack's power, it pierced out an extremely hard ice crystal to block his demonic blade.

Demonic transformation!

In a split second, a surge of demonic power erupted between the ice walls, unleashing a powerful shockwave that transformed into countless spikes that forcefully shattered the ice walls, carrying him towards Barthius.

In that instant, a hint of smugness suddenly appeared on Barusius's panicked face. His fist, which had emerged from behind the frost, struck Lin Feng squarely in the chest.

Bang!

The demonic power armor dented, and an absolute force burst forth, piercing through his body and creating a loud, explosive sound.

The demonic blade that struck Barusius's shoulder made a scraping sound that made one's arm go numb as it was imprisoned by ice crystals and then retaliated against Lin Feng's arms.

"Excuse me." Barthius's other fist came down again, slamming into Lin Feng's abdomen with a loud bang. "I have more than one ability."

Superpowers?!

The crimson blade also emitted a weak echo; the cold, dark power seemed to have hit a wall, with only the eerie, terrifying aura causing the opponent some discomfort.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng spat out a mouthful of blackish blood foam. This force penetrated deep into the cell layer, damaged the cell wall, and disrupted the energy flow within his body.

Some judgments were incorrect...

Gui Ke thrust out her dragon claw, shattering the ice crystals, grabbed Lin Feng, and threw him away.

"casual!"

At that moment, Shizang on the ship shouted, and cans of vibranium floated out of the blown-open cabin and quickly flowed into Shizang's pockets.

Three minutes! Lin Feng shouted in his heart. The injured area on his chest was rapidly recovering, even though the opponent's attack was aimed at his heart.

Bang! Bang!

His pulse throbbed, the power of his gene lock was fully activated, and his frantically functioning brain controlled the power of his entire body to follow his will, charging towards Barthius once again.

"The Prison of Extreme Cold!"

Faced with Lin Feng's hateful attack, a bone-chilling cold swept over, and Balshus's will attribute exuded the pressure of some unknown cold existence, pressing down on Lin Feng's head and pulling the entire area into a chilling atmosphere.

They are participants with the "gift-type" will attribute.

As the demonic blade fell, a false demonic transformation appeared on his body. The destructive divinity found a slight breakthrough in the extreme cold prison and struck Barus once again.

Click!

This time, Barthius was slashed with a deep wound by the demonic blade. The demonic hand that grabbed from behind the blade landed on a piece of defensive ice and stopped in place.

"Immortal Battle Cry!"

A blazing, burning will surged into Barusius's heart, and the ice surrounding his mind mercilessly reflected all attacks, sending a chilling force that seemed to freeze Lin Feng's will.

retreat!

Lin Feng grabbed the demonic blade to block the attack, and the quietly appearing Spirit Official Technique dispelled the unknown and terrifying chill, allowing him to retreat from Barusius's attack range in one fell swoop.

The two were somewhat evenly matched, but he knew that if they really went head-to-head, he might not be able to last as long as his opponent. How much worse could any participant who could raise their rating to this level be?

After a few moments of stalemate, Si Zang flew out of the ship in a flash, smashing Yura's arm with two golden hammers and easily dodging all the incoming energy beams: "I'm not playing with you anymore, it's boring, there's no originality at all."

After a brief glance back, seeing Lin Feng nod, Si Zang suddenly strained his blurry vision: "Let me show you Daoist Master's ultimate move!"

In that instant, Barthius and Yura both stopped in their tracks, but what they didn't notice was a bolt of lightning flying from the distant sky.