American comics: From Hogwarts to God on Earth

Chapter 637 Who dares to bully the wolf I've chosen?

"This is impossible!" Proteus's voice was tinged with panic. His reality-distorting ability had never been broken so easily, especially after Hope enhanced it.

Before the mutant's Messiah enhancement, Proteus could not exist alone for as long as he does now. He was essentially just a mass of energy that needed to parasitize a human body, and even readily available metal could destroy and disperse his energy field.

Rune ignored his panic. His self-proclaimed identity was not Proteus—at least not simply Proteus. He wanted to use the opportunity of dealing with him to bring out the scum hiding behind the scenes.

Regardless, this old wolf has proven to Rune himself, through his bravery and ferocity, that he can still be a hero. Rune is naturally willing to give him the opportunity to become one. As for the fool who dares to block his way—

Just uproot it.

Rune appeared behind Proteus as if by teleportation, exhaled lightly, and a large amount of dark magic surged from his mouth, transforming into tentacles that lashed out at the opponent.

Proteus reacted extremely quickly. His body swayed, and after a flash of purple light, his body immediately became more transparent. The dark magic passed directly through his body without touching any physical entity.

"Reality distortion can be used like this?" Rune grinned, a look of great interest on his face. He realized that Proteus had turned himself into air and merged into this world.

Seeing Rune's blatant disregard for him, Proteus immediately appeared to Rune's left, gathering the purple light around him into a purple longsword, which he thrust straight at Rune's shoulder.

Rune scoffed, "Naive."

He even had the mind to glance behind him. The White Queen of the Wasteland had already stood up and was using her psychic abilities to evacuate the residents of Krako, while Logan was adjusting to his body and preventing other mutants who were on their way or had already sensed the danger from attacking him.

For a moment, Cyclops, Shadowcat, and Changegirl were actually fooled by this wasteland Wolverine.

In the blink of an eye, Rune's right arm transformed into wings covered in thick black feathers, with terrifying dark magic enveloping the wings, easily catching the attack of the purple longsword.

"I was just thinking you were quite creative," Rune remarked, "but I didn't expect you to become so superficial so quickly."

This purple longsword is made of Proteus's mind energy, which can warp reality. It can also warp objects under its blade. Although warping metals like vibranium and adamantium is quite difficult, other sturdy composite materials are not much stronger than a piece of paper in front of this longsword.

However, even if this thing were given to Rune for free, Rune wouldn't want it.

Proteus's principle of distorting reality is psychic ability; as long as he believes that Rune's body is fragile, his longsword can easily cleave it in two.

The problem is that Rune is also an expert in this area. When he uses magic such as Transfiguration, he also infuses it with his own will. In a sense, the powerful wizards of Hogwarts are also a group of reality warpers.

Based on the summaries of countless predecessors, Rune was almost able to crush this reality twister who could only rely on his instincts.

When the feather touched the longsword, there was no sound. However, Proteus was unable to press the sword down even a millimeter further. Rune easily caught his attack and then unleashed a burst of magic, sending Proteus flying.

What's going on? He doesn't seem afraid, nor is he affected by his own abilities.

The moment this thought entered Proteus's mind, he saw Rune flap his wings lightly, and countless black feathers shot towards him like a rainstorm. Each feather carried a sharp whistling sound as it cut through the air, and the dark magic surrounding them left visible black trails as they passed through the air.

Proteus immediately swung his longsword with all his might, while simultaneously reinforcing the air in front of him, hoping that these two things could stop the feathers.

Even though Rune wasn't using his full strength and was just toying with Proteus like a cat playing with a mouse, most of the feathers still easily broke through his defenses and accurately struck his body.

The dark magic residing on the feather immediately began to greedily devour Proteus's mental energy. The creature let out a shrill scream, and its body began to tremble uncontrollably. Within seconds, it even became incredibly difficult for it to maintain its semi-transparent form.

"You—ahhhhhh—who are you?!" Proteus's voice was filled with barely suppressed fear.

Rune stared coldly at the man, his voice icy and chilling, "You're just a dying man; you're not worthy to know my name."

In fact, Rune was extremely agitated. He had originally thought that his actions would prompt the organization behind him to intervene, but unfortunately, he was wrong. Perhaps in their eyes, this Proteus was nothing more than a piece of trash.

Rune's wings transformed back into his right arm, and the dark magic surrounding him materialized into a massive longsword, its blade gleaming with a dark red light, every inch of it exuding an aura of destruction.

"Do you remember how you treated Logan?" Rune asked.

Proteus tried to escape, attempting to warp the distance to distance himself from Rune, but Rune had prior experience with similar spells and easily thwarted Proteus's plan.

"No, please—" Proteus finally screamed, "Please, Logan, I—I admire you so much, I'm still your fan—"

He then looked at the White Queen, pleading through tears, "As a member of parliament, you should know that the council has already passed a bill to create second-generation mutants, and besides, the God-King is currently recruiting soldiers!"

"God-King Doom has never been so anxious. This battle is bound to be exceptionally fierce. Do you really want to send native mutants to their deaths?"

Logan couldn't listen anymore. "Are native mutants superior to second-generation mutants? Have you forgotten the discrimination and persecution humans have inflicted on us? How are you any different from those humans now?"

As Logan said this, he glared at the White Queen, who was evacuating civilians. He knew that the White Queen was also a senator, and that the bill to create second-generation mutants needed the support of a large number of senators to pass.

Rune sneered. Since the group behind Proteus wanted to be cowards, he would grant their wish. But out of mercy, the powerful dark mage was still willing to explain and let Proteus know the truth.

"I know many people like you, Proteus, who are inherently base but always like to find excuses for their despicable behavior with all sorts of seemingly noble reasons."

Rune spoke very softly, but Proteus heard him clearly.

"I know you have a mutant codenamed Craftsman whose robots can completely replace the second-generation mutants in your city, but you haven't thought of using this solution to replace them—"

"No! It's not that you didn't think of that; you just felt that becoming a member of parliament and the Holy Five wasn't glorious enough. You not only want worship, you also want slaves!"

Rune's dark magic bound Proteus tightly. He stepped forward, placing his right foot on the vile man's chest, and asked with a cold laugh, "Am I right, Proteus?"