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*Beep, Beep, Beep...*

The conference hall fell into dead silence, the only sound being the persistent beeping of the detector, which heightened the tension of everyone present. 

Trask picked up the device and, looking directly at the military officer sitting across from him, allowed a small grin to form on his lips as he said in a low voice, "There is no mistake. You are a mutant."

The moment he said this, the expressions of everyone in the meeting changed. Their eyes were filled with shock and suspicion, all focused on the military officer. 

The officer, looking terrified, suddenly stood up and shouted, "There must be something wrong with this device! How could I be a mutant? Somebody say something!"

"My device doesn't make mistakes. Mutants have many abilities that we don't fully know about. Everyone here should understand that," Trask said confidently.

Two officers, half believing Trask's words, moved to surround the military officer, preparing to temporarily subdue him. Better to make a mistake than allow a potential mutant to escape.

"You...!" Raven's eyes flashed coldly. Realizing that her disguise was nearly exposed, she saw no reason to continue pretending. 

Her body began to shift and transform, her skin rippling like scales until she returned to her true form - with red hair and blue skin.

As Raven returned to her original, unclothed state, she acted quickly. With a decisive and sharp move, she knocked down the two officers who approached her. 

Some of the Congressmen, who had never seen anything like this before, turned pale and fled for the exits.

Seeing the situation deteriorate, Trask began to retreat, his small frame receding until he was pinned against the wall.

"You want to exterminate mutants? Where do you think you're going?" Raven said coldly, pulling a special pistol from her waist. With a determined look on her face, she jumped onto the conference table and pointed the gun at Trask.

Just as she was about to pull the trigger, an unexpected twist occurred— a Garfield-like cat suddenly jumped through the window, head-butting her wrist. 

The specialized handgun flew out of her hand and clattered onto the floor.

"A cat?" Raven muttered, momentarily stunned. At that moment, the conference hall doors flew open, and Charles, along with his group, strode in.

Seeing that Trask had not yet been shot, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, knowing they had arrived just in time. He then locked eyes with Raven and called out firmly, "Raven, stop!"

"Charles... Erik... Why are you here?" Raven hesitated, stunned by their appearance. 

At that instant, a military officer pulled out a Taser and fired it at Raven's neck. With a gasp of pain, she collapsed onto the table, her body convulsing from the electric shock.

"Raven!" Hank rushed forward, ignoring the electric charge still sparking from the device. 

He yanked the net off Raven with his bare hands, only to have the electricity paralyze him, causing him to collapse on the ground as well.

Garfield— no, Logan— glared at the officer holding the taser. 

The cat's fur bristled, for Logan knew all too well that this man would one day become the devil who would make him suffer beyond endurance. The adamantium in his future body was injected by this very man.

The officer, seeing that Charles and his group were siding with Raven, refrained from shooting again and hurriedly fled the conference hall. 

Garfield hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided not to chase after him. In his small cat body, it would be suicide to try.

"Does this mean we've changed history, Master?"

On the rooftop of the conference building, three figures stood watching from the edge. Azazel turned back and looked at Caesar, who was holding Jean's small, pale hand.

"It's still too early to tell," Caesar replied, narrowing his eyes as he and Azazel kept a close watch on the events unfolding below.

"Trask wasn't killed, and the Sentinel program was halted. Isn't that a success?" 

Azazel's face showed confusion, but his voice quickly trailed off as he realized a critical point. 

Although Charles and his group had indeed stopped Trask from being shot, Raven's attack on government officials in the conference hall had become an undeniable fact. 

The government congressmen had seen firsthand the dangerous threat posed by Mutants, and this might have led them to support the initiation of the Sentinel program. 

The future crisis had not been averted; the key still lay with Raven and the unfinished Sentinels. Caesar and Azazel weren't the only ones who realized this. 

In the chaotic conference hall, Erik suddenly bent down, picked up the handgun from the floor, and aimed it at Raven, who was lying on the table. 

Charles, Garfield-Logan, Hank, who was beginning to transform due to the electric shock, and Raven, slowly recovering from her paralysis, were all stunned by this unexpected turn of events. 

"What are you doing, Erik? Why are you pointing a gun at Raven?" Charles asked in disbelief. 

"Charles, you know this is the only solution right now," Erik replied, casting a glance at Trask before tightening his grip on the trigger. 

Before he could fire, Charles rushed forward, snatching the gun from his hand and yelling, "Raven, run! Erik wants to kill you!" 

Raven, driven by her survival instincts, quickly scrambled off the table and bolted toward the floor-to-ceiling window. 

"Its too late," Erik muttered, shaking his head. His left hand clenched into a fist, and the handgun, now in Charles's possession, discharged on its own. 

The bullet, controlled by Erik's magnetic powers, curved through the air like it had a homing system, aimed directly at the back of Raven's head. 

"No!" Charles shouted in despair as Raven crashed through the window. In mid-air, she was struck by the bullet, falling from a height of ten meters to the ground below. 

"Oh my God!" 

"What is that?" 

"A humanoid monster?" 

The square outside the conference building was still packed with a large crowd of onlookers and media. 

Upon seeing Raven's unusual appearance as she fell from the sky, chaos erupted. Many journalists immediately raised their cameras, snapping photos of the severely injured Raven. 

"Hank, save Raven!" Charles shouted while holding Erik's arms tightly. 

"I... I'm on it!" Hank, now with muscles swollen to twice their size and fully transformed into his blue, beastly form, was no longer paralyzed. He tore the electric net from his body and leaped through the shattered window with incredible agility. 

"Another one? A werewolf? A lion-man?" The crowd outside gasped as Hank landed, ignoring the flashing cameras around him. 

Seeing Raven lying in a pool of her own blood, his feral face showed a pained expression. He carefully scooped her up in a princess carry. 

"Raven, don't worry. I'll get you medical help right away. You're going to be fine," Hank said, his voice full of emotion. 

"Everyone, get out of the way!" Hank growled, his wild eyes glaring at the crowd. With a fierce roar, he forced the panicked masses to clear a path. 

"You think you can escape? None of you are going anywhere!" 

Erik's cold voice echoed from above. Using the metal in his shoes and belt, he floated from the conference hall down to the square, blocking Hank's path. 

**(End of this chapter)**

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