6 months ter.

  The night air was thick with humidity, the dense jungle of West Africa swallowing the sounds of distant wildlife. The mission was supposed to be routine. Brock Rumlow and his Hydra agents had arrived uhe guise of a SHIELD operation, their objective simple: secure an asset, extract vital intelligence, and eliminate any local resistance. Everything had gone smoothly—until now.

  "s are dead," one of the agents whispered. "We lost tact with base."

  "That ain't right," Rumlow muttered. This has never happened before. "SHIELD's got satellites on this op. There's no way we should be bcked out." He had a bad feeling about it, and his instincts were right.

  Suddenly one of the agents dropped dead. Followed by an arrow lodged deep into the ground while the head of the agent burst open like a blown up pumpkin, throwing blood everywhere. He could see that with the help of torch light.

  The man beside Rumlow gave a strangled gasp before being yanked into the shadows. No gunfire. Nle. Just gone. "Form up!" Rumlow barked, raising his rifle and sing the darkness.

  "We need more lights! Now!"

  One of the agents reached for a fre, but before he could strike it, tendrils shot out from the darkness, ing around his limbs. He let out a strangled cry before being pulled violently into the abyss. The faint sound of a bde slig through flesh followed, and then—silence.

  A shadow darted through the clearing. Liam appeared behind another Hydra agent, his form flickering like a phantom. He plunged ahereal dagger into the man's back, the bde phasing through armor as if it weren't even there.

  The men fired wildly, muzzle fshes illuminating the jungle for split seds. "Eagre" Liam created a dome shaped huge barrier around himself that not only stopped the bullets but also pushed all of the agents backward making them fall.

  Liam made his move as he reappeared behind anent, grabbed him by the head, and unleashed a Wraith Drain, siphoning away his life.

  "We need evaow!" anent screamed into his dead s. No response. Only silence. Liam wasn't done as he used Shimmy to reach ents and used Wraith to kill the rest in a swift and effit away. And this attaot only killed the agents but each of them were buro death, into ashes by the end.

  Rumlow stood alone by the end. He khat he couldn't do anything, even his bullets only made him fall on his back. Liam appeared in front of him while a bluish orb seemed to revolving around and multiple o that.

  "You are the Wraithborn." Rumlow asked while gritting his teeth. He had seen Wraithborn fight in that war against the Frost Giants, so he khat esg was not on his cards.

  "You are perspective." Liam said.

  "Why are you doing this to us? We are friends. You won't be able to run away once SHIELD es to know." Rumlow growled.

  "Funny thing is it was SHIELD itself who asked me to get rid of you." Liam replied as he lifted his hands f an arrow with jagged sides made of cold ibsp;

  "What? Impossible. We are SHIELD." Rumlued.

  "It was Fury who sent me here, my friend. Hydra's happy days are ing to an end." Liam replied as he released the arrow. Th arrow went straight through the body of Rumlow's abdomen, followed by another arrow going straight through his head, making the body headless before it touched the wet ground.

  Liam looked at the battlefield who didn't have any other living being. "Crucible". This spell destroyed everything on it's path as it summoned a wall of fire, burning away any evidence, even the bodies of the agents, leaving nothing in it's wake.

  Liam didn't waste another moment here as he summoned his javelin and flew high up before summoning his Hor and flying away.

  "Mission aplished." Liam sent a short message before he reached New York. These few months Liam wasn't the only person busy. Natasha, Barters and Tony had beely taking stealth missions and pleting them all over the globe, killing Hydra agents and bases.

  Thanks to the tech given by Tony, they would first isote the pd then buro the ground. Hydra bases were getting attacked left and right, and all the heads felt like they were living in pins and needles. They knew someone was targeting them but didn't know who.

  Fury pyed the perfect director. At times he would send only the Hydra agents in the mission and leave the good ones which resulted in the death of all of them. Alexander Pierce had even asked Fury to help him in iigation and Fury of course obliged only to show s by the end.

  It was a weekend so Liam went back to his home and spent time with his family. Liam had progressed a lot in the game i 6 months. He finally got used to the new God body and also trol the Rage factor that came with it. Though he quadruple times against Baldur, he was able to take him down the first part.

  And now he was in the endgame. He would have to face Baldur again and kill him, and doing so would be hard sihat guy was immortal. And only mistletoe could actually kill him. Liam was getting ready to face Baldur again and for the st time.

  Over time he started liking Freya but he knew what was going to e.

  "You seem a bit dejected. Did your experiments g?" Mason asked as he saw his son being a bit silent.

  "No.. It's going alright. I was thinking of moving to my own pce permaly in a few days." Liam replied.

  "What? You are not even 18 yet." Olivia said.

  "I will be in a few months and I have been living outside anyways the past few months." Liam said.

  "You sure you want to do this?" Mason asked.

  "I am. Though I will drop by. But I want to move my things out." Liam said.

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