Just as everyone inside the underground dical facility fell into helpless silence—
The automatic doors slid open quietly.
Lynn entered carrying the silver dical briefcase.
The spotless white coat contrasted sharply against the cold tallic bunker atmosphere.
Completely out of place.
Yet strangely oppressive.
"All unauthorized personnel," Lynn said calmly while putting on sterile gloves,
"please leave my operating room."
"I dislike spectators while working."
Cyclops stepped forward imdiately.
"You're the doctor Charles contacted?"
His ruby-quartz visor reflected faint crimson light.
"You look too young."
A slight pause.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
Lynn didn't even look at him.
Instead—
He walked directly toward the dical platform where Wolverine lay dying.
His eyes settled instantly on the suppression collar around Logan's neck.
"I know better than any of you."
The reply sounded completely emotionless.
Then Lynn added calmly:
"Now leave."
"Or would you prefer remaining here to collect his corpse afterward?"
The bluntness stunned everyone briefly.
Even Cyclops froze for half a second.
"Scott."
Professor X's voice echoed quietly from behind.
"Let him proceed."
"We have no other options left."
Reluctantly—
The X-n exited the dical chamber one by one.
Only Charles remained outside behind the reinforced observation glass.
Lynn still did not move imdiately.
Instead—
He extended one finger slowly toward the collar around Logan's neck.
Analysis of All Things activated instantly.
[Automatic Diagnosis Initiated—]
[Patient: Jas Howlett / Logan / Wolverine]
[Injury Assessnt:]
[1. X-Gene Suppression:
The Cerberus-class suppression collar continuously emits high-frequency inhibitory waves, causing total shutdown of the mutant healing factor.]
[2. Acute Adamantium Poisoning:
Without regenerative suppression, adamantium toxins are spreading systemically throughout the body. Multi-organ failure currently exceeds 95%.]
[3. chanical Compression:
Internal locking chanisms partially compress the carotid arteries, severely reducing cerebral blood flow.]
[Overall Fatality Probability: 99.9%]
[Estimated Remaining Survival Ti: 7 Minutes 13 Seconds]
Ti running out.
Lynn's eyes sharpened slightly.
Analysis of All Things accelerated to maximum capacity.
Instantly—
The world transford again.
The supposedly indestructible collar no longer resembled solid tal.
Instead—
It decomposed into trillions of molecular structures and resonance pathways.
He could see the dense alloy arrangent within the secondary adamantium composition.
And deeper still—
The miniature energy core generating the X-Gene suppression waves continuously.
Physical cutting thods would fail.
Energy-based destruction would also fail.
The collar had clearly been engineered specifically to counter mutant rescue attempts.
But no manufactured object remained truly perfect.
Lynn's gaze stopped at one microscopic point near the locking chanism.
There.
A flaw.
During the casting process—
One section of alloy molecules had aligned imperfectly.
Deviation width:
Several nanoters.
Microscopic.
But enough.
Even the strongest steel gate ultimately depended on weak hinges.
Lynn opened the silver briefcase calmly and removed a specialized scalpel.
Dark gold blade.
Ultra-thin edge.
Micro-energy controller integrated directly into the hilt.
A high-frequency molecular vibration blade.
Personally engineered using principles derived from Iron Man's precision technology and vibranium resonance chanics.
The scalpel activated with a faint humming sound.
Outside the observation window—
Professor X could only see Lynn holding an unusual surgical blade quietly.
Then closing his eyes.
Inside Battlefield Domain—
The entire world slowed into absolute stillness.
Heartbeat.
Breathing.
Muscle tension.
Everything synchronized perfectly with the vibration frequency of the blade itself.
The fusion of multiple high-level physiques granted Lynn terrifying physical stability.
Microter-level control.
He moved.
The blade tip touched the nanoter-sized molecular flaw gently.
Then—
The vibration frequency began changing thousands of tis per second.
Each adjustnt precisely destabilized the alloy's molecular resonance pattern.
The process resembled neither cutting nor destruction.
Instead—
He was carefully persuading the molecular bonds themselves to separate.
At microscopic scale—
The adamantium-derived structure gradually began disconnecting.
No sparks.
No violent force.
Only perfect control.
This no longer resembled dicine.
It resembled a miracle created through absolute calculation.
Outside the observation glass—
Charles Xavier watched silently.
Even with his genius-level intellect—
He couldn't understand what Lynn was truly doing.
To him—
It rely looked like the doctor gently scraping dirt from the collar surface.
Seconds passed.
Then—
Just before Logan's heartbeat fully flattened—
A soft tallic click echoed through the silent room.
The Cerberus suppression collar separated cleanly.
Then fell onto the floor.
The instant the collar detached—
A terrifying life force exploded outward from Logan's body like a volcano erupting after centuries of suppression.
The X-Gene had been released.
Every surviving cell inside Wolverine's body instinctively attempted to reactivate the healing factor imdiately.
But it wasn't enough.
Too much poison already saturated the organs.
Too much cellular death had accumulated.
At this stage—
Even Wolverine's regeneration required external stimulation.
A more brutal thod beca necessary.
Lynn's expression never changed.
Within less than half a second—
Analysis of All Things completed a new treatnt pathway.
Aggressive ergency activation.
He discarded the vibration scalpel imdiately.
Then picked up a specially reinforced catheter nearly as thick as an adult thumb.
At the sa ti—
His other hand lifted a massive syringe filled with glowing green fluid.
A modified cellular overdrive stimulant.
Derived from research principles connected to Green Goblin serum enhancent technology.
Its effect:
Forcefully extract the maximum biological potential from every living cell instantly.
Side effects:
Ordinary humans would explode from total systemic collapse.
But Logan was not ordinary.
Without hesitation—
Lynn forced Logan's jaw open with one hand and inserted the thick catheter directly through the airway.
The tube descended precisely toward the heart.
Outside the observation glass—
Professor X's pupils contracted sharply.
Even he almost stood up instinctively from the wheelchair.
This treatnt thod looked closer to execution than dicine.
But Lynn ignored every external reaction completely.
Once the catheter reached the left ventricle—
He pushed the entire syringe downward without hesitation.
The glowing green stimulant flooded directly into Wolverine's heart.
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