Marvel World New Magneto

"Jensen?" The professor exclaimed, he recognized the man in front of him with a numb expression and gloomy eyes.

"My God, William, this is your son! What have you done to him?" Jason's head was clearly left with post-surgery sutures, and anyone with no medical knowledge could see what he was going through. treat.

"No, he's not my son, he's the devil. You know that all too well, Charles, don't you?" Stryker said.

"You want me to cure your son, but mutation is not a disease..." The professor was interrupted roughly by Stryker before he could finish his sentence.

"You bullshit! You're more afraid of him than I am. You know, he hates us, he blames us for what he is, and takes pleasure in torturing our minds and filling our minds with fantasies. Finally, my wife "..." Speaking of the tragic experience, Stryker was so sad that he couldn't go on, and the hatred in his eyes continued to increase.

The professor looked at the angry Stryker, and Jason, whose eye sockets were deep like falcons, and was speechless for a moment.

Even if he cares for his compatriots, he cannot deny that the abilities of mutants are indeed dangerous, especially for ordinary people.Although his academy has always wanted to teach children to learn to control power, the human heart is elusive. Maybe a setback or a little temptation may make them completely deviate from the original track, not to mention the society is full of suspicion of aliens .

"Fortunately, this will all end today, and I will personally end this nightmare that has been going on for decades."

"I've been dealing with mutants no less than you, but the most worrying thing is that you never know how many mutants there are in the world and how to find them--" Stryker paused deliberately, then Added:

"except you."

He bent down and stared deeply into the professor's eyes. The blue light of the neurosuppressor on the professor's head flickered slightly, anxious but powerless.

"Unfortunately, I didn't have time to prepare in advance, this psychedelic potion is too little for you, your power is much stronger, so I found a new way and brought the secreter of the main ingredient of the potion together, he will make you bow your head Ears." Patting Jensen's shoulder, Stryker stopped talking to the professor and turned to ask the special forces who were operating the equipment in front of the search room.

"how long will it take?"

"It'll be fine soon, sir," replied the soldier operating the instrument, which sent a beam of light into the lock of the search room.

"As soon as possible, our time is limited, I must see the brain wave enhancement machine." Stryker urged his subordinates, and asked his assistants: "Have all the mutants above been caught, I don't want to hear any slips through the net? news of the fish."

The assistant nodded and said, "I'll ask them to report the situation." After that, he turned on the communicator to contact him, but nothing came back.

"There may be an accident, I'll go up right now." The assistant made a decisive decision and greeted his subordinates to raise their weapons and leave the basement.

"No matter what happens, I want you to stand firm for an hour." Stryker nodded, then looked at the instrument operator and said, "I know you are very hardworking, but now something has happened above, and your colleagues may be besieged by the enemy. Minutes are bleeding and I want you guys to be faster than you are now."

"Yes, Sir!" the technical soldier answered loudly.

Soldiers all value the affection of the robes, and no one wants to be a waste of brethren's lives in vain. With Stryker's agitation, people's blood soon boiled.

This is exactly what Stryker wants to see, and he believes these young people can do it.

However, when he finished inspiring the technical soldiers, he looked back and found that his assistant and a group of men were still there.

"Jester, why are you still here?" He was a little dissatisfied with the dawdling of his subordinates.

But no one responded to his displeasure.

"Jester Warren!" Stryker angrily called out his assistant's full name, feeling that something was wrong.

When he got closer, he saw that a slender, silvery metal ring had been wrapped around the assistant's neck at some point. He was wearing the silver ring, but to no avail, it took a lot of effort to stand up straight.

"Leo Nix? Lucas Burton?" He looked at his subordinates again, and they were all treated the same way. The flow out wet the front chest, as long as you stop for a moment, you will be out of breath and die.

"Eric Lancer! I know it's you, come out!" Stryker pulled out a pistol and pointed at the professor's head and shouted, and the shocked technical soldiers also took up weapons and guarded him.Like the soldiers above, their weapons are not ordinary materials, but are firearms made of transparent glass-like materials.

"Hello, Professor, I'm so glad to see you." With several guns aimed at, Eric Shishiran walked out, with a relaxed expression as if he was on a suburban outing.

"Me too, Eric. How are the children?" The professor's expression softened when he saw the person coming, and regardless of his own safety, he hurriedly asked about the students.

"I don't think I have found any signs of incontinence. They are all strong. Setbacks are like vitamins in life. A little bit can help them grow quickly." Eric made a joke, and the professor listened. He was also very happy. At this time, he was as happy as an old man who heard his children being praised. He even temporarily forgot his situation. It was not until Eric waved his hand and controlled the neurosuppressor to fly away that he remembered Stryker. those people.

They were also put on silver rings at some point, and they also rolled their eyes, looking like they were about to die.

If a few of his students were present, he would definitely take the opportunity to kill him, but the professor is always merciful. Even if he tried to harm all his fellow mutants, he hoped to take a relatively mild approach, but he didn't catch them. The previous behavior was too bad, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Seeing the professor's embarrassment, before he could ask for mercy, Eric had already controlled the silver ring to escape from the human body, contracted in the air and turned back into silver metal balls, flying and circling around him.

At this moment, Eric didn't bother to talk to Stryker and the others. He just picked up the soldier's communicator and said a few words. The mutant child who was quickly rescued by him came down from the main building and rushed to the professor's side to cheer.

"Mr. Stryker?" Eric turned his head and asked, ignoring the happy people over there.

"It's me." Stryker replied bitterly after lying on the ground panting for a long time.

"I've heard your name for a long time, it's nice to see you." Eric said casually, looking at the famous anti-mutant movement pioneer.

The monkey-like eyes he looked at in the zoo immediately angered the one in front of him. The pain of failing and the dizziness caused by the lack of oxygen made him lose his mind for a while, sitting up and screaming like a shrew.

"Are you proud? Do you think you've won? Look at this familiar face: Eric Lancer, a Jewish mutant bastard, JFK assassin, internationally wanted criminal, famous terrorist But I know you're not him, you're just a poor bastard who bears his name and can't even tell where you came from. Tell me, what laboratory did you make in the culture tank? Osborn, AIM, Some secret service of the military, or a remnant of my old employer, Trisk?"

"You know me?"

"Of course I do! Even if the idiots on Capitol Hill just keep holding me back and can't mobilize enough resources, it won't bother me! Active people can always find solutions to problems, such as monitors, such as eavesdropping devices. , I'm not the only one watching you. I can't get around Charles' telepathy. I can monitor Magneto's men. The new monitor fighter can lock the voice of a certain frequency from a thousand miles away. I can do it without such high-end equipment. The same effect."

Stryker's words solved the doubts in Eric's heart. He was able to find the fleeting flaws in the academy, but he couldn't figure out his own situation. It turned out that his information was obtained indirectly.

Eric nodded and said: "That's it, thank you for your explanation. I want to say that although we are in a hostile relationship, I have a certain respect for you, and I mean that the achievements of your long-term and tireless research are amazing. "He raised the brainwave suppressor in his hand, pointed to the polymer equipment scattered on the ground and said to Jensen.

After venting his anger, Stryker calmed down. He felt a little regretful about what he should have said when he was angry. The other party will definitely take precautions in the future. I am afraid it is difficult for him to survive. These valuable experiences in dealing with mutants May be lost.

After dealing with mutants for so long, he knew that such a day would come, so now he looked at Eric without fear and asked:

"Charles's subordinates were transferred out of unexpected events. My preparation time was rushed, but I was confident that I had done the best possible precautions. After all, I had waited too long for this day to tell me what went wrong and caused the failure. Did you already have the corresponding arrangement, or did I misjudge your ability level?" Stryker, who calmed down, put his life and death aside, showing his true character.

His words caught everyone's attention, and even the professors and students came to see them. Most of them heard Scott preaching that Eric's level was inferior, and even the potential of many mutant children couldn't match. If it weren't for today's It would be difficult for the professor to arrange for him to teach if he was born and rescued them from the disaster, and there may be students who would resist in private.Everyone is very concerned when they hear people mentioning this.

Eric smiled.

"I thought that a truly curious person would not be fooled by other people's misconceptions. How can you think that a person's role must be proportional to his strength?"

In front of everyone, Eric spoke eloquently:

"Compared to that Magneto, I really don't have great power, and I never think that power is the only factor that determines the development of things. I prefer to dig deeper into my own abilities."

"A boulder, ordinary people can only sigh and sigh, maybe there are very few people who can move it with their teeth, they are called superman. I am not superman, can't lift the boulder, but I only need a lever or A few tools can achieve the same effect, so what is the difference between me and Superman in terms of results?”

"To put it another way, don't you, who don't have the ability of mutants, also achieve the effect that only mutants can achieve, and even most mutants can't? From this perspective, passing the x gene to your son is itself You who have achieved extraordinary achievements are actually a person who is beyond the ranks of ordinary people at the psychological and social level, a mutant in a broad sense."

This statement was novel to Stryker, but it was even more unacceptable to him, and being said to be one of the mutants he hated most made him angry.

Stryker said angrily, "Don't be complacent in front of me, why don't you dare to tell me the truth?"

Hearing the roar, Eric narrowed his eyes, and Stryker immediately felt breathless, as if his neck was locked by a cold silver ring again. He had no idea why this happened. It should be just an extremely shrinking version of Magneto, why is it so difficult to deal with?It is even more difficult to deal with than the genuine Magneto.

"Since you want to know so much, let me tell you a little common sense." Eric gestured with his thumb and index finger in front of his face.

"The human body is composed of macro elements that make up water, protein, fat and trace elements of various inorganic substances, including metal elements. Although their content is far less than that of sugar, fat and protein, but They are no less effective than the former.”

"Iron, responsible for transporting oxygen and zinc in the blood, converts substances and exchanges energy in life activities, and copper, which plays an important role in regulating the metabolism of the human body. In addition, there are many metal components that play an important role in the human body. I do I can't control elements other than metal, and even metal objects that are too bulky or too far away are difficult for me to manipulate, but my understanding of power is far beyond your imagination. And deep knowledge and understanding, in and of itself With power."

"When your people appear in front of me, I only need to control the metal elements of their bodies, it will make their heart beat abnormally, their eyes will have hallucinations, and then everything will be settled easily. If you want to deal with me, you must first Elemental annihilation. Are you satisfied with what I say?" Eric said, letting go of his control over Stryker's body.

Stryker leaned against the wall, looking at the dejected subordinates and the disgusted eyes of the mutants in front of him, he had nothing to say, and his heart slowly sank.

***

"Professor, we're back late, how are you?" The Ororo woman from the storm arrived before she could hear it, and when she heard the academy being attacked, her heart jumped out of her chest.

The other cops were also surprised. They didn't expect such a thing to happen. If Stryker succeeded, what would it mean for them to successfully prevent Magneto from causing harm to the citizens of New York. All mutants would die.

"Teacher, where is Stryker, I want to see him." Saying "see", in fact, everyone can see that Cyclops is murderous, and he will never forget how Stryker got him in his youth. Tortured on the island, it was the nightmare that he lingered on all his life.

"Released?" Not only Cyclops, but all the X-Men were stunned. This mutant's mortal enemy was released like this?

"Why?" One piece asked at a loss.

Listening to the movement inside the house, Eric shrugged.

"Like I thought, it's hard for them to accept my approach, but you'll understand me, right?" he said.

The blue-skinned woman on the opposite side smiled silently.

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