1976 Brave Enough to Lay Down Your Life? The Battle Begins

Compared with the beta version created by Garrett, the Clairvoyant, the exoskeleton suit in front of Gideon was clearly much more complete, and was more technologically advanced.

But Gideon had looked into this project before and knew that it hurt when the suit locked the wearer in.

For a big boss like him, this wasn't a problem at all. In any case, he wasn't the one using it.

Now that it was his turn, he didn't dare dawdle under Werner's gaze. He braced himself and walked forward.

His daughter had just been killed by Werner? He couldn't do anything about it.

Gideon had the heart to protect his daughter, but she was already dead. He didn't have the courage to die right now.

If he really was someone who could face death with equanimity, then he should have been the one sent as a sacrifice to the alien nest when he was young, and not his good friend whom he had tricked.

Werner wasn't wrong at all.

Gideon indeed lacked the courage to sacrifice himself.

He was very smart and resourceful. He relied on the resources and power left behind by his family to become a Hydra leader, but he never dared to be ruthless to himself.

So, in the face of blatant power, he surrendered very quickly.

His face twisted and he cried out in pain as he put on the exoskeleton suit.

Werner had no intention of stopping things.

When the light on the suit turned green, Werner waved his hand to indicate that it was time to take action.

Enduring both mental and physical pain, a fierce light flashed in Gideon's eyes as he walked over to his opponents and grabbed a middle-aged white man in the front.

The middle-aged man was terrified. "Gideon, what are you doing? Ours is just a business disagreement. What you are doing is breaking the law."

Gideon didn't listen to him at all. As he grabbed the middle-aged man with one hand, he grabbed his neck with the other.

Thanks to the exoskeleton suit, his grip was strong. Under the middle-aged man's horrified gaze, Gideon squeezed his throat so that he couldn't breathe.

The middle-aged man struggled in Gideon's grip for a moment with a flushed face before his eyes suddenly turned dim. His head dropped and he died at Gideon's hands.

After personally killing this difficult business opponent, the violence in Gideon's eyes gradually receded, and he felt extremely desolate. No matter how much money and power the other party had, in the end, he was brought low by crude violence.

If this could happen to a big opponent like this, what about him?

Werner, who was wearing a long black coat, stood with his hands behind his back. "How does it feel to take a life with your own hands?"

Gideon simply shook his head.

"These are all necessary 'sacrifices'…" Werner said, "Go, kill the rest, and we can set off."

Pa! Pa! Pa!

Unhurried applause rang out in the room.

Werner, a dozen Inhumans, Gideon and the tied-up sacrifices all turned around.

They saw a black-and-white figure turn visible ten meters away. He slowly clapped his hands. "Brilliant, truly brilliant."

"Deathstroke!" several Inhumans exclaimed.

Big Dipper ignored them.

These people were all under Werner's complete control. Playing the emotional card with him was a waste of time.

He simply stared at Werner. "You ran away like the bug you are after I slashed you last time. Today, you should demonstrate some courage and lay down your own life."

Swoosh!

Seven to eight meters away, a figure charged at Big Dipper at a speed that couldn't be seen with the naked eye. It instantly snatched away the two blades on Big Dipper's back and returned to its original position.

A Latino woman in her mid-twenties waved the longswords in her hand and asked mockingly, "Who can you cut now?"

Big Dipper crossed his arms and tilted his head. "Didn't your mother tell you that stealing from others is bad?"

The woman waved the longswords again in a provocative manner. "You're the enemy. This is a trophy."

Big Dipper nodded. "Mm, that makes sense. Alright, you can lie down now."

Almost the moment he said that, high-voltage pulses burst out of the hilts of the two longswords. The smug girl was instantly electrified and toppled backward.

Big Dipper lowered his hands and spread his palms.

Like dogs sensing their master, the two longswords flew back to him.

Werner, who had been silent ever since Big Dipper appeared, gave the order to attack at the same time.

The dozen or so people who had been standing around in a loose circle suddenly moved.

Five of them retreated to Werner's side, and three more moved forward slightly to join the six who surrounded Big Dipper.

A bare moment after the six people got into position, the three people behind them attacked almost at the same time. Lincoln, the woman who could spit out cold air, and the middle-aged woman who could create illusions, directed their long-range attacks at Big Dipper.

Big Dipper's hands suddenly moved.

The two longswords spun in different directions to slash at Lincoln and the woman with cold breath.

A man next to Werner raised his hands almost at the same time.

The longswords spun in even wider arcs and avoided Lincoln and the woman.

This man was naturally the one with telekinesis whose ability had overloaded and then crashed after it collided with Skye's shock wave.

Unmoved, Luke waved his hands. The two longswords spun like two propellers, waiting for the next attack.

A second person next to Werner also took action. The young man suddenly flipped up his sunglasses and glared at Luke.

Luke sneered and raised his palms. "Take this — Sun Fist!"

As soon as he said the first word, his palms flared with a bright light.

By the time Luke completed his sentence, the Inhuman with laser eyes was already crying out and covering his eyes.

This proved that the effects of light went two ways – just because he could shoot lasers from his eyes didn't mean that he wasn't afraid of flash grenades.

The other Inhumans were all wearing tactical goggles. Clearly, they were also guarding against flash grenades used by regular troops.

As long as they didn't have a superpower that could suppress the glare, Inhumans would still be blinded if they didn't look away from the flash.

The six Inhumans finally attacked.

If they didn't attack now, their teammates who had been responsible for providing long-range support would be taken down.

A middle-aged man lay down on the ground. The muscles on his back twisted as his hands and feet stretched out like four tentacles.

He only dared to bully Big Dipper now because the latter didn't have his swords, and thus couldn't chop off his limbs.

On the other side, the brawny man with Muscle Enhancement moved forward from the side and started punching out to create pressure.

Big Dipper snorted and suddenly drew guns from his legs and aimed at the two of them. "I haven't seen the two of you in a while, and you've become a lot ballsier."

When the middle-aged man and the brawny man heard Big Dipper's words, their hearts skipped a beat — anyone whom Big Dipper shot at would die in a matter of seconds.

They hadn't forgotten how Big Dipper had asked Jiaying just one question before he immediately blew up the heads of four hitmen.