Chapter 65 Loki's Test
That single drop of blood contained Lynn's regenerative factor.
Though extremely faint—
The biological information encoded within it surpassed ordinary species limitations entirely.
He allowed the blood to drip directly into Thor's wound.
Then—
Using Analysis of All Things—
He guided the regenerative factor manually.
Cell by cell.
Molecule by molecule.
The blood acted as a biological bridge.
A medium through which damaged Asgardian tissue could reconnect and reorganize at the microscopic level.
This was no longer conventional surgery.
It was genetic-level recombination.
The system interface surged violently.
[Treatment Progress: 30%…60%…90%…100%!]
[Ding! Treatment Complete!]
[Evaluation: S+ — Astonishing!]
[You have completed an unprecedented cross-species, cross-dimensional treatment!]
[System Evaluation Significantly Increased!]
[Initiating Holy Hand Copy Sequence…]
[Scanning Target Core Talents…]
[Detected Core Talents:]
[Asgardian Physique — S Rank]
[Thorforce — SSS Rank (Sealed)]
[Based on Treatment Contribution (S+ Evaluation), highest selectable-quality talent automatically chosen.]
[Copy Progress: 10%…50%…100%!]
[Ding! Copy Complete!]
[Obtained S-Rank Talent: Asgardian Physique (Incomplete Variant · 40%)]
[Ability Description:]
[Body structure transitioning toward partial Asgardian physiology.]
[Strength, stamina, bone density, vitality massively increased.]
[Basic resistance to conventional physical and energy damage granted.]
Then—
The power erupted.
A life force vastly greater than anything experienced during the Captain America copy sequence exploded from the depths of every cell in Lynn's body.
Like a dam collapsing.
Crack.
Crack-crack-crack.
His skeleton emitted violent popping sounds instantly.
Muscle fibers reorganized and multiplied at terrifying speed beneath the skin.
Density increasing.
Durability increasing.
Every biological structure underwent violent reconstruction simultaneously.
The enhancement intensity exceeded all previous copies combined.
For one dangerous moment—
It genuinely felt as though his body might rupture under the transformation.
"Lock it down."
Lynn's eyes narrowed sharply.
S-Rank Battlefield Domain activated instantly.
Not outward.
Inward.
The domain enveloped his own body completely.
Absolute battlefield control transformed into absolute physiological control.
Every strand of unstable energy.
Every rampaging surge of Asgardian vitality.
Every dangerous fluctuation—
Suppressed forcibly.
Locked deep beneath muscles and bones before even a trace of abnormal aura could leak outward.
Outside the chamber—
Nick Fury stared at the thermal-monitor display suddenly.
The blurred heat source representing Lynn had exploded upward in brightness for less than a second.
Like a miniature sun igniting inside the isolation chamber.
Then—
Gone.
The terrifying thermal signature vanished instantly.
As though the anomaly had never existed at all.
Cold sweat appeared faintly across Fury's back.
What exactly was that?
…
The surgery was complete.
Thor's chest rose and fell steadily now.
Color slowly returned to the previously pale skin.
Although still unconscious—
All fatal injuries had been restored completely.
Vital signs stabilized with machine-like precision.
Lynn placed the final surgical instrument aside and exhaled slowly.
Suppressing the violent transformation inside his own body had proven more exhausting than the surgery itself.
He could feel the changes continuously.
If his previous physique resembled humanity pushed toward perfection—
Now it felt fundamentally different.
He had the distinct sensation he could punch directly through reinforced concrete.
And this remained only forty percent of incomplete Asgardian physiology.
Just as Lynn prepared to exit the chamber and discuss payment details with Fury—
Something changed abruptly.
The isolation room lights flickered violently.
Temperature plummeted.
Within seconds—
The chamber became freezing cold.
A shadow formed silently in the corner of the room.
Not natural darkness.
More like ink spreading through water.
Then—
A tall figure stepped slowly from within the distortion.
Dark-green robes tailored with royal extravagance.
Golden horned helmet.
A scepter topped with a glowing blue gem.
Loki.
The instant he appeared—
Battlefield Domain locked onto him completely.
Heartbeat.
Breathing.
Micro-muscle movement.
Energy circulation.
Every detail entered Lynn's perception immediately.
Loki glanced first toward the unconscious Thor lying on the medical bed.
No concern existed in his expression.
Only contempt.
And faint disgust.
Then his gaze shifted toward Lynn.
"A mortal?"
Loki's voice carried theatrical elegance layered over absolute arrogance.
"You saved him?"
He didn't wait for a response.
Instead—
The Mind Scepter rose slowly in his hand.
Blue light glowed from the gem at its tip.
"A mortal physician capable of healing Asgardians…"
A faint smile appeared.
"Interesting."
"But your role is complete now."
"Kneel."
"And swear loyalty to your new king."
Invisible psychic force erupted outward instantly.
Mind-control magic surged toward Lynn like a tidal wave.
Under Loki's expectations—
The mortal doctor should collapse mentally immediately.
Eyes vacant.
Will rewritten.
Then obediently poison Thor himself.
Instead—
Nothing happened.
Lynn continued wiping the scalpel calmly with sterile cloth.
Didn't even look up immediately.
The moment Loki's psychic intrusion entered Lynn's mind—
It collided directly against the SS-Rank cognitive architecture formed through Analysis of All Things.
Inside Lynn's perception—
Loki's illusion and mind-control structures became completely visible.
Neural-interference pathways.
Energy-routing patterns.
Signal-distortion anchors.
Every mechanism exposed clearly.
And every mechanism contained flaws.
Far too many flaws.
To Lynn—
The supposedly terrifying illusion magic resembled a badly designed presentation filled with structural errors.
"Your illusions," Lynn said calmly,
"resemble the insecurity hidden beneath your arrogance."
"They're both poorly constructed."
Loki's expression froze instantly.
Shock replaced superiority.
And beneath the shock—
Anger.
Lynn finally turned around slowly.
Behind the gold-rimmed glasses—
His eyes remained completely calm.
"Loki Laufeyson."
"The second prince of Asgard."
"You waited until after I revived him to appear."
"A brother watching from hiding while planning another brother's death…"
A slight pause.
"That script lacks originality."
For the first time since entering the chamber—
Loki's composure cracked visibly.
"How…"
His voice lowered sharply.
"How are you resisting the scepter?"
"And how do you know who I am?"
"Why should I explain?" Lynn replied evenly.
"I only know my patient completed surgery less than ten minutes ago."
"And an uninvited guest has entered the ward attempting psychological assault."
"That's extremely rude behavior."
A flash of killing intent crossed Loki's eyes.
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