The 5000-year-old girl in American comics

Diana flung the Divine Shield away with tremendous force. The shield, meant for defense, seemed to become the Grim Reaper's scythe, slicing through everything in its path before finally embedding itself deeply into the pillar behind it.

The blood on the shield slowly dripped onto the tiles on the ground.

Only then did the people and objects cut by the divine power shield slowly separate from the middle.

"Ugh!" The sound of someone vomiting broke the tranquility of the space.

Looking at that woman now, no one would find her attractive; on the contrary, she seemed to be soaked in blood.

The next moment, Diana, who had been standing there, was seen standing next to the shield.

As Diana raised her hand to remove the shield, she saw that the security personnel who had come to reinforce her had already surrounded her.

He held the Vulcan Sword horizontally, pointing it at the guards.

"Bed bugs, a nightmare has arrived!"

Diana moved, and the spot where she had been standing was hit by bullets, sending up several pieces of broken bricks.

"Thump!" With her divine power shield in front of her, Diana first targeted a guy who looked like the leader, turning him into a bloody oil painting on the wall.

The splattered blood covered the entire white wall.

A surge of electricity coursed through Diana's body, completely erasing any trace of blood.

Sometimes, a death that is too clean doesn't inspire fear, and sometimes, injury can be more chilling than death. But for Diana, she didn't need the fear of the bedbugs.

As for bed bugs, just kill them all.

He drew his sword and charged into the midst of the armed guards.

Before long, a large number of black Chevrolet Suburbans rushed into the Essex Company's gates.

Coulson, who was in charge of the operation, did not find it strange that no one had conducted a check, since he had already received news that Diana had arrived there.

It's probably going to be another bloody hell.

Coulson simply sat in the car and had no intention of getting out.

He could already guess the terrible state of things inside the Essex Company building. Even sitting in his car, he could smell the stench of blood, as if he had entered a slaughterhouse.

The field agents who had entered the building to clean up all rushed out again and squatted down to vomit violently.

Coulson breathed a sigh of relief at his clever decision; otherwise, he would have ended up like that.

After calming himself down, Coulson decided to go in and take a look.

As soon as he entered the building, Coulson felt his stomach churning.

Inside the building, it was like a B-movie set, with blood splattered everywhere as if it were free, and severed limbs scattered all over the place.

Fortunately, the sword of the Vulcan was sharp enough, otherwise the scene would have been twice as tragic.

Coulson forced himself to suppress the urge to vomit and walked toward the elevator shaft that Diana had violently broken open, amidst the admiring gazes of the field agents.

The elevator shaft is like an abyss that keeps going down, eventually drawing out the most primal evil in people's hearts.

Chapter 33 Procedure is the blindfold of justice

Diana landed in this purgatory buried deep underground, surrounded by clean and bright light, with the overhead corridor lights casting a cold glow.

But all of this was just a pointless fig leaf for this place. What Diana smelled was an even stronger stench of blood, what she heard was painful wails, magnified evil thoughts, and an inescapable fate.

A heavy punch slammed into the concrete wall, completely destroying it like a child's building blocks.

On the other side of the wall, several researchers were startled by the sudden accident, and one unlucky fellow even got his head smashed by a flying piece of concrete.

At that moment, Diana also noticed the people in white coats gathered around an autopsy table.

Looking past those people, you can see through the gaps a pale hand firmly fixed to the dissection table, the bruises around the wrist from the violent struggle that are now impossible to fade.

He drew the Vulcan Sword and sliced ​​a passage as tall as a person through the wall that had just been smashed open. The surface cut by the Vulcan Sword looked as if it had been carefully polished.

Seeing this woman who was clearly not someone to be trifled with, the researchers began to spontaneously huddle together, as if sticking together would give them a great sense of security.

But no matter how many bedbugs gather together, it won't affect the dragon; it will only make the dragon more disgusted.

Moreover, Diana was far more powerful than a dragon.

Diana ignored the researchers who were practically curled up in a ball, and simply walked to the dissection table, quietly looking at the corpse lying on it.

She was a young girl, perhaps only sixteen? Or eighteen?

Her eyes were still wide open, but all that remained in them was confusion, helplessness, and pain.

Normal anatomical dissection uses the "Y-shaped incision method": the incision lines are made from the left and right mastoid bones down to the shoulder, and then cut forward and inward to meet at the sternal notch. The incisions for the chest and abdomen are the same as above. The skin under the jaw and chest is dissected, and the skin flap is flipped up over the face to expose the anterior neck organs.

But now it is clear that the girl's corpse in front of us was completely disregarded in terms of whether she could have a good appearance in the end. It was dissected almost violently, and all the organs in her chest and abdomen were removed early on.

The organs in the surrounding area, which were soaked in formalin solution, further prove this point.

Diana closed the girl's eyes, and it seemed as if a tear rolled down from them. This was the second time Diana had shed tears since leaving Paradise Island, all because of these people's unclear motives. A girl who had just begun her life's journey had vanished from this world.

Moreover, mutant abilities can be eliminated in the current world, but...

Diana raised her head and gripped the edge of the dissection table tightly. The original steel dissection table was now squeezed into a thin sheet of steel by Diana.

"Miss, I don't care who you are, you're disturbing us now, please leave."

Hearing someone speak, Diana looked at the timid people and wondered who gave him the courage to say such things to her at this moment.

Diana did not reply, but instead swung the Sword of Vulcan, piercing the man's body, and then used the Lasso of Truth to pull the Sword of Vulcan back into her hand.

“Procedure is the blindfold of justice,” Diana murmured, but turning back to see the men in white coats, she added, “but animals don’t need blindfolds.”

Diana swiftly dispatched everyone with the Vulcan sword in her hand.

She didn't plan to go from room to room; what she needed now was to find Emma and, through Emma, ​​find more children who could be saved.

Sander was filled with astonishment and doubt, looking at Emma, ​​who was still in the compression chamber, and then at the tablet-like monitor in his hand. He didn't know how this woman had lured such a female killer, but he knew very well that if he stayed here, he would be slaughtered like a pig along with those others.

He frantically ran towards the door, hoping that if he could leave the room, he might survive.

But thinking about leaving now is probably wishful thinking.

Before he could even get close to the steel door...

"boom!"

Diana ripped open the security door, which was designed to withstand at least 7 kilograms of TNT, with an unreasonable charge.

Emma felt extremely relieved looking at that god-like figure. She would at least make sure her landlady had a nice ice cream when she got back.

Diana saw Emma at the same time she saw Sandel holding a strange weapon, and was somewhat confused.

"Let me go!" Sandel shouted at Diana, gripping the pistol-like weapon with both hands. "I know you're fast, but if I fire this, that mutant trash in the compression chamber will die!" He then pointed the weapon at the compression chamber.

Diana has no time for playing hostage games with this person. Rescuing Emma sooner will allow her to rescue the other children who might still be saved.

Sandel only saw Diana, who was standing at the door, disappear. Just as he was about to fire his gun, he found that he could no longer feel the existence of his hands.

Sandel raised his forearms in a daze, only to have both his hands severed by Diana with the Sword of Vulcan in that instant. The excruciating pain of losing his hands finally reached his brain.

"Ah!!! My hand!!!" Sandel roared in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Diana asked calmly, looking at Sandel who was screaming in agony.

Sandel couldn't hear what Diana was saying at all; the intense pain had completely robbed him of his sense of the world.

"It hurts, that's good." Diana ignored Sandel and walked towards the so-called compression chamber where Emma was imprisoned. She found the spot where she could open the compression chamber and threw a punch.

"Pfft~"

Like the sound of a deflated balloon, the pressure chamber slowly opened its specially designed glass cover.

Diana released the restraints binding Emma, ​​sighed with relief, and said, "I was so afraid that if I had come too late, you would be lying here like that child..."

Diana couldn't continue speaking, but the deep sorrow in her voice made Emma open her arms and hug her landlady, gently patting Diana's back.

"It's alright, I'm fine, everything will be alright." Emma patted Diana on the back while using her abilities to search for anyone else in the underground facility who could be rescued.

"Emma, ​​could you..." Diana had barely finished speaking when she saw Emma nod, indicating that she was already doing it.

But as Emma's abilities were fully unleashed, and she sensed one isolated room after another, her expression grew increasingly somber.

"We...we can't save them." Emma finally broke down, her eyes red as she looked at Diana. "They're all gone, not a single one left..."

Diana never imagined it would end like this. At least, at least they could save one of them, just one would have been enough.

But now...

Diana held Emma in her arms and raised the Divine Shield above her head.

“Let’s go,” Diana said to Emma.

Emma was still immersed in deep sorrow, but she nodded nonetheless.

Diana didn't reply. With a powerful thrust of her legs, she smashed through the underground research facility, breaking through all the obstacles above her head, until she returned to the world under the sunlight.

Coulson was outside, leaning against his Chevrolet Suburban, deep in thought. Diana's brutal killings made him wonder if this Wonder Woman was truly the same person as in the comics.

As he was pondering, Diana and Emma emerged from the ground and landed in front of him in an open space not far away.

Seeing the overwhelming sorrow emanating from the two women, Coulson forced himself to speak: "Diana, can we take care of this now...?"

"Give it to you? So you can see how those bugs dissect mutants and induce the X gene in ordinary people?" Diana asked Coulson.

“But your actions this time were too drastic; we can’t cover them all up,” Coulson said patiently to Diana. “Besides, your behavior was too violent; it will make people see you as a potential enemy.”

"Wasn't it like that before?"

Coulson suddenly fell silent, after all, it was the meeting of the highest levels of S.H.I.E.L.D. that first made the decision to list Diana as a potential enemy.

“I couldn’t save them, but at least I can make sure no one else dies because of this damn company.” Diana’s gaze was firm. “Please.”

Coulson could only nod, press the intercom button, and issue the order for all field agents and those being used to impersonate normal company employees to evacuate the building. While he didn't know what Diana was planning, getting them out of there was at least the right thing to do.

Diana then said to Emma, ​​"You and Coulson should leave here first. Remember to get at least two kilometers away from here."

Emma nodded, knowing full well that no one could stop her landlady, and simply said "Be careful" before getting into Coulson's car.

“Give me a walkie-talkie and cordon off the area for at least two kilometers. Notify me via walkie-talkie when you’ve completed the cordon.” Diana extended her hand to Coulson.

Coulson didn't refuse, though he looked hesitant, but still handed a walkie-talkie to Diana. He then got into his car and left Essex Company territory, or rather, the former Essex Company territory.

Half an hour later, with Nick Fury's frantic reinforcements, the area within two kilometers of Essex Company was completely blocked off and cleared.