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Chapter 597 Mind Control
Hyperion was like clothes hanging on a clothesline, with his limbs hanging naturally, allowing Magneto to hang him in the air.

Hyperion could swear that he had never felt so powerless even when he was a baby.

The weakness caused by insufficient blood supply to the brain is something that no living creature can resist. Even someone as powerful as him who can shatter asteroids cannot resist this physical weakness.

Although he was weak, it was far from enough to make Hyperion faint. He was still looking for a chance to turn the situation around.

"I'm surprised." Magneto looked Hyperion up and down. "You actually didn't bring any teammates with you. Not only that, you didn't even wear a communication device or any other transmission device."

Trying hard to open his eyes was the only thing Hyperion could do now, as his muscles were not enough to support him in speaking.

The longer time passed, the less conscious Hyperion became. He estimated that he was about to faint, and he even had hallucinations.

Hyperion saw that a thick red palm appeared on Magneto's thin hand, which looked like some kind of armor.

Hyperion slowly shifted his gaze, and was surprised to find that an illusory red giant shadow had appeared on Magneto's body. The shadow was more than three meters high, and Magneto was wrapped in the red giant shadow.

"This is the first time I've revealed my true self to outsiders."

Magneto, no, Attack on Titan exclaimed, symbolizing that his spirit was gradually solidifying into a physical entity, and that huge entity wearing red armor was his true form.

"Feel honored! As the first person to witness my rise to power on earth, you have the right to become my slave and offer your loyalty to me!"

As Kuang Gong said this, his body twisted, and a huge amount of mental energy surged into Hyperion's brain like a tsunami, forcibly rewriting his cognition.

"Uhhhhhh!"

This process was undoubtedly painful, just like using an electric drill to pierce Hyperion's brain. Even a man as strong as an iron tower could not help but cry out in pain.

"Resistance is useless," Crazy Attack whispered, beckoningly. "You don't have the ability to oppose your mind and heart. This futile resistance will do nothing but make me laugh."

As soon as Kuang Gong finished speaking, Hyperion's voice became smaller and smaller. After about five or six seconds, he was silent like a corpse.

If Hyperion wasn't still breathing, anyone looking at him would have thought he was dead.

Kuang Gong released his hand that was on Hyperion's face, and the latter, having lost his ability to pull, no longer floated in the air, but fell to the ground under the influence of gravity.

"clatter."

Surprisingly, Hyperion did not fall to the ground, but stood directly on the soft sand. After his feet touched the ground, Hyperion opened his eyes immediately.

"Good evening, superhero. How are you?" Kuang Gong spoke as if he was chatting with an old friend. It was hard to imagine that the two of them had been fighting each other a few minutes ago and even sank an island.

"That couldn't be better." Hyperion nodded. "Thank you for letting me see the world clearly."

"In that case, let's go back." Kuang Gong waved his hand. "It's getting late. If you stay any longer, your princess will get worried." "Yes." Hyperion nodded, turned around and flew away obediently.

Looking at Hyperion flying out of his sight in the blink of an eye, Kuang Gong opened his arms and touched the real world with his real body for the first time in a long time, then slowly retracted his real body.

"It's not the right time yet," Kuang Gong murmured. "I need to be patient. My current strength is not enough to stand on the stage."

Kuang Gong stretched out his right hand, and an infinitely collapsing black dot appeared in the center of his palm. It was obviously a black hole.

In human cognition, a black hole should be an extremely dangerous thing, but this extremely dangerous thing lay quietly in the palm of his hand, as obedient as a hamster ball.

"It's not enough!" Kuang Gong clenched his fist, and the black hole in his palm dissipated. "This little bit of power is nothing compared to..."

At this point, Kuang Gong's body couldn't help but tremble for a moment. He couldn't help but think of the powerful energy he felt a few days ago. Kuang Gong knew by feeling that the owner of that energy could kill him at will.

Not only that, after that, Kuang Gong felt several powerful energies one after another. Kuang Gong was extremely grateful that he was a new life formed by the fusion of Charles and Marx. The abilities of these two people could allow him to feel the energy fluctuations occurring on the earth.

When the first burst of power erupted, Attack was frightened and shrank into the depths of Magneto's brain. The subsequent fluctuations of power made him give up the idea of ​​revealing his true identity.

That was the first time since his birth that Kuang Gong realized his own shortcomings. He clearly realized that there are always people better than you. It seems that if he wants to achieve his goal, the abilities of the mutants on the Mutant Island alone are not enough.

He needed more mutants, so he agreed to Wonder Princess's request for cooperation. He also thought that Hyperion would naively reject Wonder Princess's conditions, so he asked for a one-on-one meeting.

If it were in the past, Kuang Gong would not care about Hyperion's life or death, as long as he could provide him with mutants continuously. However, after knowing that there are such powerful beings in this world, Kuang Gong must be careful.

To do this, he needed a target that could stand in front of him to attract fire. Hyperion was a good choice. It was strong enough and eye-catching enough. As long as he created some explosive points, it would be a perfect shield.

Unfortunately, Hyperion's character did not allow him to do so, so Kuang Gong had to reveal his true identity and risk being discovered by a powerful being in order to subdue Hyperion.

Huge risks always bring higher returns. Kuang Gong feels that his efforts tonight are enough to exchange for a better future.

"Once I have absorbed the abilities of all mutants, that power will no longer be something to fear."

Kuang Gong clenched his fists with confidence, and pulled the sunken island in the distance out from the bottom of the sea, then flew back to the mutant island with the island.

...

"Where are you?" Yang Le kept clicking his communication device. "Where the fuck are you? Your real body? You're not even in Universe 9527? Where are you?"

Yang Le felt like he was going to faint. He had gone through so much trouble to sneak out like a thief just to tip off the main body, and he ended up calling to tell him that the other party was out of service area?!

"I broke down." Yang Le covered his head and looked at the time. He found that some time had passed. He had no choice but to edit a message and send it to Gwen.

(End of this chapter)