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"You've got to be kidding, right? What just happened?"

Sean stared wide-eyed in horror at the fallen Hank and Raven, momentarily forgetting to continue his sonic scream to suppress Caesar. 

Everything had happened so fast— one moment, they thought victory was certain, and the next, two of them were unconscious on the ground.

"It's Caesar— his speed is incredible!" 

Among the students, only Darwin, thanks to his adaptive abilities, could slightly enhance his dynamic vision. He barely managed to catch a glimpse of Caesar's movement.

"Sean, don't stop! Keep using your sonic scream to suppress him!" Alex quickly reminded Sean, still standing about ten meters from Caesar.

"Oh, right!" Sean took a deep breath, ready to release his sonic scream again, but suddenly, Caesar vanished from in front of him. The shock left Sean's breath caught in his throat.

"Sean! Watch out, he's behind you!" Darwin's urgent warning rang out.

Sean instinctively turned around, only to see a finger approaching him swiftly. It appeared to gently tap his forehead, but it contained overwhelming force.

*Boom!*

A sharp pain exploded in Sean's head. His eyes rolled back as he nearly fainted on the spot. He collapsed to the ground unconscious. If Caesar hadn't held back at the last moment, Sean's head might have literally exploded.

"Darwin, move!" Alex shouted as he began charging a high-energy beam, but seeing Sean lying near Caesar, he hesitated to release it.

That brief moment of hesitation was all it took. Caesar closed the distance, landing a controlled punch to Alex's abdomen. 

Alex immediately doubled over, fell to his knees, and vomited violently until he passed out. The high-energy beam he had been building up fizzled out.

"Uh..." 

Darwin, now encased in a biological protective shell, nervously eyed the unconscious bodies of his comrades scattered around Caesar. 

Swallowing hard, he managed a weak smile and suggested, "Is it okay if I just surrender?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a gust of wind blew past.

When Darwin reopened his eyes, he found Caesar standing beside him, a hand resting on his shoulder. "We're in this together. No one gets special treatment."

"I get it. Just... go easy, okay?" Darwin's dark complexion somehow seemed even darker.

Caesar curled his fingers and gently tapped Darwin on the head. Darwin stuck out his tongue and promptly collapsed, unconscious.

In less than a minute, the entire team of mutant students lay on the ground, defeated, with only Caesar still standing. The other five were completely incapacitated.

"That wasn't even a warm-up," Caesar muttered, shaking his head. Glancing at Azazel and Logan, who had been watching from the sidelines, he casually said, "You two want to join in? A bit of exercise wouldn't hurt."

Logan and Azazel exchanged a glance, both sharing the same thought— *Absolutely not!* 

Being human punching bags didn't sound appealing. Besides, if the students woke up and found their teachers lying defeated, it would be utterly humiliating.

"Uh, I'm going to grab a drink. Let me know when they wake up," Logan said, quickly finding an excuse as he waved and hurriedly left the training grounds.

Caesar's gaze naturally fell on Azazel. Panicked, Azazel quickly exclaimed, "Master, I should take them back to the dorms! Leaving them on the ground will only make them catch cold!"

"Alright, go ahead." Caesar sighed, crossing his arms, still not fully satisfied.

"Bringing him here was definitely the right call," Charles said with a relieved smile on his face. 

With Caesar around, not only did they gain someone to help train the students, but they also had a powerful defender for the base. Anyone foolish enough to cause trouble would soon discover what true hell looked like.

When Agent Moira returned to the base, she found all the students lying in the residential medical room, unconscious. It wasn't until half a day later that they began to slowly regain consciousness.

The first to wake up was Hank, with his Beast-like bloodline, followed by Darwin with his strong adaptability, and then the others like Raven, whose mutant genes did not enhance their physical bodies.

Recalling the battle against Caesar, all of them were deeply shaken. No one dared to challenge Caesar again. Instead, they wisely sought combat advice from Logan and Azazel.

Charles, on the other hand, focused on exploring and developing their mutated abilities, considering how to apply them in combat.

The routine of teaching and training finally settled into a regular rhythm.

Days passed.

On the afternoon of the third day, Caesar sat alone in his training room. Unlike the bustling energy in Logan and Azazel's rooms, Caesar's room was eerily quiet. No one dared to challenge him for the bells.

"Another boring day, huh?" Caesar yawned, stretching lazily as he prepared to go take a nap. Just then, footsteps echoed from the entrance.

The door to the training room swung open, and a tall young man strode in. His expression was cold, and he locked eyes with Caesar, who stood on the platform.

"Oh, it's you?" Caesar looked at the newcomer, his face showing a hint of surprise.

Erik squinted, "What? Surprised that I'm here?"

"Quite the opposite. I'm curious why it took you this long to come."

Caesar smiled, tapping the bells tied to his waist. "So, you want to give it a try too?"

Erik shook his head, his voice cold, "I'm not interested in those silly games. I want to see your true strength! I want to test the gap between us as I am now."

"Then you'll need to take off the bells first," Caesar insisted.

"Fine."

Erik's eyes narrowed. He extended his left hand and grasped the air as if pulling something invisible. The bells on Caesar's waist, drawn by a magnetic force, quickly flew toward Erik.

"It's not that easy."

Caesar smirked and, with lightning speed, grabbed all three bells before they could leave his hand.

"What?" 

Erik's expression changed slightly. No matter how much he tried to manipulate the magnetic field, he couldn't move the iron bells from Caesar's grip. Not even a finger twitched.

"As expected, you are the strongest!"

Erik let out a cold laugh. Spreading both arms wide, he shouted, and instantly, the entire training room— and even the entire building— began to tremble as the steel beams shook violently.

"What's happening? An earthquake? Or are we under attack?"

In Azazel's training room, the students swayed in panic, watching as the ceiling above them shook ominously.

"No, it's neither! This feeling… those two must be fighting!" Azazel muttered to himself. 

Reacting quickly, he grabbed Raven to steady her and shouted to the others, "Grab my hand! I'll get you all out of here!"

Back in the second-floor training room, a large iron sphere formed from the reinforced steel and concrete completely enveloped Caesar. 

Erik, drenched in sweat, held his hands in a tight grasp, continuously compressing the iron ball, trying to crush Caesar inside.

*Boom!!!*

With a sound like an explosion from a shockwave, a fist-sized hole punched through the iron ball. Caesar emerged unharmed, casually showing the bells in his hand. "You'll have to try harder than that. At this rate, you're nowhere close to getting these bells!" 

(End of the chapter)

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