Marvel World New Magneto

The Adirondack Mountains in autumn are extremely magnificent. Flying over the majestic greenery, along the rolling boundless ridges, Eric and Warren came to the highest peak in the state located in northeast New York.

"Are you sure they're here?" Finally approaching the destination, Eric put Warren down, and he looked around for a while and asked.

Warren responded in the affirmative.It was the first time for him to be taken to fly in the sky by a person instead of an aircraft. After adapting from the initial fear, he soon developed a feeling of envy, wishing that he could also transform into a superman like Eric. Power flies high in the sky.

It felt so good.

Looking down from the sky and embracing the earth without restraint is the dream of every human being, and it is this dream that drives human beings into space.

Just sighing, a chipmunk tiptoely jumped over their heads.Eric raised his head and followed its footsteps. The place where he saw was dazzling green, passing through the swaying leaves in the forest, thousands of miles above was blue, and the long wind held up large clouds to stretch his wonderful figure to his heart's content. Behind the treetops gives people a quiet reverie.

They stood close to the high cliff, walked a few steps forward, and could see a corner of the gray building hidden in the wilderness.

"The person who assassinated Tistanic yesterday came from here. He is the common target of our three parties." Warren's eyes sharpened. "The doctor has been in contact with these people before. In order to understand these people, he spent a lot of time and patiently observed, so he discovered this secret base. You can wipe them all out, not only solve our threat, but also complete the Tistanic. Give it to me."

"Yes, kill two birds with one stone." Eric smiled.when in face-to-face contact.He only promised to protect the financiers, but secretly he also intended to play another role.Move your body and remove these threats together.

"Here is the equipment you want. This is a miniature camera. It can transmit encrypted signals back to New York in real time, as well as your new identity." Warren opened the bag on his back and took out the prepared things .

Eric didn't intend to show his true colors. The Peace Act had just been promulgated. He didn't want to focus other people's attention on the mutants. Financial tycoons were perfect targets, and it would be better to let them bear the burden on their behalf.And he also needs to have a freer identity.Knowing this, Warren had everything ready for him.

Now, he just has to play the other guy.

"Jerry Rambo," Warren said, handing over a gray combat suit and introducing him to the role. "A veteran of the Vietnam War and an old comrade of the doctor. On the way home after retiring, he killed someone in a conflict and later became a mercenary. He traveled all over the world."

"Now?" Eric changed his clothes and began to read the biography of Mr. Rambo.

"A year ago, he provoked the following people, and they put them in gasoline tanks and smothered him with mercury. The doctor had to secretly collect his body." Warren said with concern, from Rambo he could see that His own ending, in order to avoid this terrible end, he must be more closely united with Eric.

"So I'm a ghost now?" Eric shrugged. "I like ghosts."

"You can have a nickname," Warren suggested.

Eric thought about it.I thought of myself when I was struggling in another world.

"Call him Scourge."

talking.With a shock, Eric disappeared into the boundless green under the cliff.

now.In Tistanic's private castle, a group of financial tycoons held goblets filled with dark red liquid. Shi Shiran came to the projection room to turn on the satellite receiver, and sat around in front of the big screen to watch the live broadcast.

The first thing that catches the eye is the fast-moving scene. A gray figure rushed out of the cliff and swooped down. Leaning back, several people's hearts beat violently for a while.

The figure faced the ground, pierced through the strong mountain wind and fell to the ground. When the screen shook slightly, the tycoons realized that the man had landed safely.

"Is this a hundred feet high?" a tycoon exclaimed after hastily calculating the landing time and approximate speed.

"There are very good people hired there." Another tycoon said with a smile. They didn't know that this was Eric's incarnation, but they hired a super mercenary through their business partner Stryker. , this super mercenary will attack and defend with mutants, providing perfect protection for financial tycoons.

Tistanik nodded and continued to focus on the gray figure.

They saw the figure speeding across the winding and rugged mountain road, heading towards the gray building, passing by several sentries in camouflage uniforms along the way, before the sentry issued a warning, blood spewed from their throats.

The red blood mist flew up, and the tycoons couldn't help but licked their lips and drank drinks of the same color.

In the strong attack of the figures, the main entrance of the base was quickly rushed past before it could be closed, and militants in yellow and green uniforms rushed over one after another, pouring bullets at the people who came, but the man passed by with a long knife casually. Waving, one after another blooming red flowers kept emerging, and every fallen dead was stabbed in the forehead or throat. In the face of such a terrifying opponent, the firearms in their hands were completely useless.

The tycoons in the screening room were all frightened. Many of them had joined the army and knew a little about fighting, but seeing such efficient killing, even if they were well-informed, they would feel terrified.

With the help of the familiar terrain, some fearless militants surrounded them, and suddenly a dozen people rushed forward, trying to squeeze the attackers in the middle, but the incoming people just waved their hands slightly, and an arc-shaped light knife slashed across, and the three of them covered their hands. He staggered to the ground with his neck on his back.

Then the figure sideways passed the enemy on the opposite side. At the same time, the free hand pressed the enemy's head, and with a strong wave, the enemy was thrown out involuntarily, and collided with the person who rushed behind him. , Before they got up and stood up, a sharp long knife passed by their necks like a halo.

Immediately afterwards, rays of light erupted in the void. No matter whether the enemy wanted to retreat, hide, or escape from the base, they could not escape the tracking of the figure. In such a fierce struggle, he still maintained a good rhythm, with Looking at it from the perspective of a bystander, the figure still has strength to spare.

It wasn't until the hall of the base was in a mess, and no one dared to rush out of the stirred up smoke, that the figure walked deeper.

When passing through a floor-to-ceiling mirror, the tycoons finally saw what the man looked like.

It was a man in gray clothes, tightly wrapped from head to toe, only his face was exposed. He had the face of an ordinary middle-aged man. He was neither fat nor thin. His face looked like a chipped marble. The same sharp edges and corners, black eyes as calm as water.

"Who is he?" a tycoon asked, this short moment made his mouth dry, and he drank the bright red in his cup in one gulp.

Tistanic sent a message, and he replied after a while, squinting his eyes and reading:

"A natural disaster."

"Who is he?" Deep in the base, a group of people were wailing. "Quickly seek help from above!"

Ever since the assassination of Tistanic failed, they had guessed that revenge would follow, but they did not expect that the other party would be able to figure out their base so quickly, and the person who came was not a mutant, but a super assassin with skilled skills and quick responses , which makes it difficult for some of their attack methods against the slow-moving weakness of mutant superpowers to be effective.

"Wake up the Winter Soldier!" Someone yelled desperately, and immediately got a response from his companions.

The man with the metal arm was released to meet the attackers, surrounded by a large group of militants.

Eric holds a long knife, and a long-hidden emotion sprouts again. This is the joy of struggle that he has not experienced for a long time. The smell of blood becomes slightly sweet at this moment, and he seems to have returned to the infinite crisis. In this world, the weapon in his hand seems to have life, it is cheering, laughing silently for the upcoming war.

Walking all the way through the base, from time to time there are bold guys who use strange weapons to attack him, but under the unique magnetic field vision, no one can hide from Eric. Leaving a large bloodstain, until a closed protective door blocked in front of him.

With both hands holding the knife, a narrow and slender sword mark appeared on the special gate, and then cut it twice again, the steadfast guardian lost its effect.Erik flicked his wrist, the dull blade sharpened again, and stooped into the door with the joy of his near harvest.

When the oncoming militants saw the expression of the attacker at this moment, it was like a herbivore seeing a prehistoric beast. That kind of killing intent came over invisible, making even the most determined people shiver.

Eric raised his sword, and a halo rushed towards the opposite side with an afterimage.

Warren waited anxiously on the cliff. Since Eric entered, there has been no change in the secret base.Although he knew that with Eric's strength, he wouldn't get into too much trouble down there, but he was unwilling to take this risk. His and Stryker's fates were already tied tightly to Eric's. Falling down will suddenly increase the pressure on the other party, not to mention his daughter is still with the mutant, if something happens to the person below, he can't imagine whether Christina will see him again in this life.

In this kind of anxiety, he hid on the cliff and kept watching the time. At the same time, he had to be careful about the movement around him, so as not to be discovered by the sentry who slipped through the net, until a very slight movement startled him.

It was a short message.

There was a bank transfer message on it, followed by a postscript: Mission accomplished, happy cooperation.

When he raised his head in surprise and joy, Erik came out of the base carrying a comatose man with a manic arm. (to be continued~^~)