Gotze envied Pietro's ability even more. The Speed Force was a unique power. It meant anyone in front of Pietro was just a log. If Pietro had killing intent, he would be the most terrifying assassin.
Currently, Pietro was too soft-hearted. Lacked killing intent. Pietro's worldview determined his inner quality, but it wasted his ability. At least in Gotze's eyes.
However, given Gotze's understanding of Mr. Hall, this brother-in-law would likely become a powerful figure in Deep Chill in the future. As long as Mr. Hall was willing to cultivate him, Pietro would surely become one of the strongest heroes. Currently, Quicksilver was too soft, full of weaknesses.
Quicksilver looked at his superior, Gotze, in surprise.
Gotze had a nickname: Silver Fox. He was as treacherous as a silver fox, and his methods were cruel. This was determined by Gotze's past.
He was once a mercenary in the chaotic North Africa, just to kill a certain warlord to avenge the attack on his hometown. Gotze's wife and children died at the warlord's hands.
Even more surprising to Pietro, this guy was a retired Marine who returned home to teach physical education. After the attack, he spent ten years seeking revenge. In those ten years, he offended too many people. Forced by circumstances, he sought refuge with Oscorp.
He could become a Deep Chill member and a Super Soldier because he knew Sandy and Inez, having served in the X-Force mercenaries together.
"Lizard genes cause drastic personality changes, turning one into a cold-blooded, cruel animal. Sir, are you really unaffected by injecting lizard genes?" Quicksilver asked cautiously.
Gotze grinned. "The company's lizard genes have minimized side effects. But if you inject Super Soldier Serum first, then Lizard or other gene serums, those conditions won't occur."
Gotze smiled brightly, showing no trace of cold-blooded animal genes.
"This is different from the lizard genes I know." Quicksilver whispered.
"Dr. Connors solved the side effects long ago; after all, he was a victim himself. He just held back against Hydra, never giving them his true core tech." Gotze sneered.
"So, many who followed Hydra got screwed. I almost became a Hydra agent, but Inez and the others found me, avoiding that danger."
Quicksilver looked at Silver Fox Gotze with lucky eyes. He had experienced the Ice Demon's slaughter of Hydra. Nearly died at the Ice Demon's hands. If the current Boss hadn't been merciful to the siblings, he would have fallen into hell.
Quicksilver's ears twitched suddenly.
"The Devil of Hell's Kitchen is out." Quicksilver smiled.
"Don't underestimate Daredevil. Heard he's a blind lawyer, but you surely don't know he was once the Boss's lawyer." Gotze smiled.
He naturally found out Daredevil's identity. They knew clearly about the grudge between Daredevil and The Hand. Vincent came from Hell's Kitchen. Gotze was particularly sensitive about Hell's Kitchen factions. If they killed the wrong person and angered the Boss, survival would be uncertain.
"Follow him?" Quicksilver suggested.
"Let's go. Time to clear The Hand's forces in New York. The Boss is waiting for my good news."
Silver Fox Gotze straightened his suit, walking openly toward The Hand's stronghold.
Quicksilver shook his head. Gotze, injected with two genes, was absolutely the most ferocious monster. The Hand had many capable people, but they definitely weren't Gotze's match.
The most chaotic, dark, and evil place in New York was undoubtedly Hell's Kitchen.
Tonight, Elektra seemed to smell the scent of demons. The smile under her red mask grew colder.
Before coming to the US, she heard the organization's biggest enemy in Hell's Kitchen was Daredevil. Now, Black Sky had been transported to Hell's Kitchen. The Hand's plan had begun.
The beast-demon cultivated by Black Sky was lurking. But it attracted much attention. This was The Hand's strategy. Using this monster to attract enemy attention. Meanwhile, their true weapon, Black Sky, would use the Dragon Bones' power to summon the true demon, The Beast, to the mortal world.
The Hand existed to release The Beast. And The Beast granted them Black Sky, giving them power to resurrect the dead. Resurrected people became believers of The Beast.
"Daredevil is the believer the Lord seeks. Tonight, we must kill Daredevil, then resurrect him with Black Sky, making him the Lord's apostle on earth."
Elektra's eyes flashed strangely. Lord Beast never interfered with The Hand, but recently sent instructions to move the holy relic "Black Sky" to New York. Not long ago, due to Daredevil's interference, Lord Beast noticed the Devil of Hell's Kitchen. He liked Daredevil's soul, so he wanted to turn him into his apostle.
Elektra looked jealously at the black figure on a roof. This was the famous Daredevil. She had experienced his skills. She even knew he was blind. But Daredevil had supersenses; his hearing was definitely better than his eyes.
Quicksilver moved extremely fast. Grabbing Gotze's collar, under everyone's eyelids, he shuttled through space at superspeed, stepping into The Hand's stronghold.
"He should have heard your footsteps and heartbeat."
Gotze suppressed his discomfort under superspeed with his strong body, looking at Daredevil on the opposite roof.
"No, we aren't within his focus range." Quicksilver smiled confidently.
Suddenly, Daredevil looked suspiciously at their window.
Gotze didn't care. "You lost."
Quicksilver shrugged helplessly. He still underestimated other heroes. For Daredevil to become the bane of criminals in Hell's Kitchen, he naturally possessed unique skills.
"That ninja has a nice figure. Should be Elektra." Gotze gestured for Pietro to look downstairs at Elektra.
She sat on a car hood, casually watching Hand ninjas moving corpses.
"Black Sky is an extremely dangerous weapon," Gotze whispered.
"I thought Black Sky was that monster." Pietro's eyes flashed with anger. That monster's methods were cruel, practically a demon from hell. It killed countless people in Hell's Kitchen. The Hand collected these corpses, transporting them deep into the underground cave.
"That's just a cover. Trying to fool me with such petty tricks?" Silver Fox Gotze sneered.
As an outstanding mercenary, intel analysis was his forte. He knew more secrets about The Hand than anyone in Deep Chill.
"Sir, it's not about fooling you now. There are too many ninjas. Do you really think we can handle them?" Quicksilver asked gravely.
"Not we handle them. You handle these ninjas. My test for you is: pick up a blade, slit their throats, and let them die in pain."
Gotze smiled, but his eyes flashed with authority, daring Pietro not to question him.
"Besides killing, can we steal Black Sky away?" Quicksilver asked helplessly.
"Don't say such stupid things, Pietro. Kill them all, the item won't run away. But if you take Black Sky without dealing with these ninjas, their assassination arts will bloom for you, for every Oscorp employee."
Gotze glared at Pietro. This kid was still too green. Despite infinite potential, he couldn't see through things. Gotze understood why the Boss made him bring this burden along. To teach the young man, making him a core Deep Chill member.
But thinking of Pietro's age, Gotze felt relieved. If he were this young and already an old fox, Gotze's attitude would be different: wary, vigilant, hiding his skills.
Pietro nodded silently.
"I know you dislike it, but you are a warrior. You need to obey orders. Besides, these Hand animals deserve death. They aren't innocent civilians." Gotze persuaded.
Pietro nodded. He drew a short blade. Sharp, cutting iron like mud. A weapon made of special materials designed by Oscorp's top scientists for Deep Chill.
"Run. Use your fastest speed to slash the night sky, plunging a cold blade into the enemy's throat." Gotze said with a trace of ferocity.
Quicksilver's speed erupted.
In an instant, Gotze's eyes couldn't track Pietro. His hair stood on end. But thinking of his Lizard genes, Pietro killing him with one slash was nearly impossible. His terrifying regeneration would heal him before death.
A ninja suddenly felt his neck go cold. He didn't even realize his head had been swept by the Deep Chill blade at superspeed. No resistance!
Pietro felt nothing. He usually fought enemies barehanded. Never thought that at his speed, even a piece of paper could slit a throat. Paired with the organization's god-weapon, he was the most terrifying executioner in this second.
A killing wind swept through the building. Pietro gradually enjoyed the feeling of chasing the wind.
Five seconds.
He ran through the entire building.
Many ninjas' heads only just hit the floor, blood spraying onto the ceiling.
The commotion alerted the outer perimeter ninjas. What appeared in their eyes was a silver-haired man in leather, holding a short blade, radiating cold killing intent.
Silver Fox Gotze smiled satisfactorily. Killing is addictive.
Vincent withdrew his arm from Scarlet Witch Wanda's embrace.
Wanda was truly exhausted. If not for his Dragon-Elephant Qi restoring her stamina, she would have surrendered long ago.
Kissing her forehead lightly, Vincent decided to let her rest well. After all, for three days, Wanda hadn't left the bed.
Turning into a beam of light, in a flash, he tidied the room and dressed. Under superspeed, his clothes didn't burn from friction. After all, Vincent's elementalization wasn't for show. He converted clothes to ice elements or turned himself into photons. That was the correct way to use abilities.
After Vincent left the room, Wanda opened her eyes a slit, peeking around. Finding Vincent truly gone, she sighed in relief. She even feared this man who conquered her a little. Simply too suffocating.
Vincent, like a lightning bolt of light, swept across the city.
Speed Force + Glint-Glint Fruit combined. Walking in the Speed Force dimension, time seemed to slow, stop, reverse.
Vincent didn't want to travel through time to the past. Messing with the timeline would trigger unpredictable events. This universe was messy enough. Vincent didn't want it to collapse.
Hell's Kitchen.
Elektra sensed danger arriving. The short blade moving at superspeed grazed her skin; her eyes filled with the fear of death.
But two fingers caught the blade.
"Pietro, enough."
Pietro looked at Vincent standing before him in horror. Once again, he felt despair at the Ice Demon's speed. He could never forget how he tried to flee with his sister but couldn't escape the Ice Demon's interception. It hit his confidence hard.
"I... what did I do?"
Looking at corpses everywhere, blood flowing like a river. Quicksilver dropped the blade, looking around blankly.
"Your mind was influenced by some evil power."
Vincent's X-Ray vision looked into the 10,000-meter deep cave below the building. Evil dark energy erupted from the cave, forming a weird domain. No one noticed it. People in this domain became extremely bloodthirsty. Invisibly influencing minds. Although the influence was weak, once killing intent stirred, it became uncontrollable.
Elektra woke from a dream, holding her sai, retreating repeatedly, guarding against the two men in horror. Such terrifying figures exceeded her imagination.
"I was influenced by evil power?" Pietro looked unbelieving.
"Your mission is over. Go home." Vincent nodded.
Pietro gritted his teeth. Next second, turning into an afterimage, he vanished without a trace.
Vincent turned, looking at Elektra, dressed as a ninja with a red mask covering her mouth.
"You're lucky. Meeting me, you picked your life back." Vincent smiled devilishly.
"Who exactly are you?"
"Oh, they call me Ice Demon." Vincent said indifferently.
Elektra trembled, her mind shattered. She retreated again and again, eyes full of horror.
"Ice Demon!!!"
"You are the Ice Demon."
Elektra said tremblingly.
"Don't be afraid. I have a virtue: I never kill beauties."
Vincent looked at Elektra. Her genuine fear wasn't faked. Vincent already received the Desire Points she generated toward him.
"What do you want?"
"Gotze." Vincent called out lightly.
Silver Fox Gotze jumped down from the window. Kneeling on one knee: "Boss, your orders."
"She is a member of Deep Chill from now on. You are responsible for teaching her the rules until she truly integrates."
Vincent didn't even give Elektra the thought of resisting. Directly inducted her into Deep Chill.
Gotze said respectfully, "Subordinate will definitely teach her well what rules are."
"Mn."
Vincent walked in the air, feet not touching the ground. Because the ground was all blood.
"Let's go. Follow me into this cave. Let's see the holy vessel the Demon Beast threw into the mortal world—Black Sky."
Vincent was curious how this item resurrected people. Although those resurrected by Black Sky became believers of The Beast. But there were exceptions. Elektra and Wolverine. Though neither had happened yet.
Floating up. In their shocked gazes, they followed Vincent, stepping into the cave. Their bodies were supported by a force. No need for The Hand's ladders.
The hollowed-out earth wasn't done overnight.
Elektra said truthfully: "It was left by Kingpin."
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