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"They're hatching at an accelerated pace." Lorna's wings of light transformed into a stream of energy that flowed into the control console. "Ron, prepare for the breakthrough!"

Ron's vines merged completely with the ring-shaped building's thrusters, and a ghostly blue flame erupted from the black matter: "Mystic Nether Engine overload preparation! 3! 2! 1!"

The circular structure suddenly made a right-angle turn that defied the laws of physics, avoiding the oncoming giant meteorite. At the same time, the protective shield deployed spiked energy beams, clearing away the surrounding debris.

"The Reaper ships have spotted us!" Nina's mechanical eyes locked onto two dark purple ships that were turning. "Their weapon systems are bio-energy cannons that can penetrate metal directly!"

Strange's runes formed a rotating disc outside the shield: "Magic Reflection Shield! Let them taste their own bullets!"

The first bio-energy cannon shot out, but was deflected by the runic disc and struck a dark purple spaceship precisely. The spaceship melted as if corroded by strong acid, revealing writhing mycelium and semi-mechanical (bdff) corpses inside.

But the attack from the second ship came quickly, this time targeting the engines of the ring-shaped building.

"Lorna!" Ron roared.

Lorna's wings of light instantly transformed into a magnetic field barrier, deflecting the energy cannon and striking a giant meteorite. The shower of debris from the meteorite explosion, ironically, provided cover for them.

"Now!" She seized the opportunity, manipulating the magnetic field to pull the ring-shaped structure through the dense meteorites like an eel, heading straight for the Abandoned Ark.

Suddenly, hundreds of cannons appeared on the ark's hull, all locking onto the ring-shaped building—the Sentinel Robots' weapon system, modified by the Reaper's mycelium, firing red gene-disintegrating beams.

“You have to know when to show off!” Ron’s vines suddenly extended from the ship’s hull and grabbed a floating vibranium meteorite. “Try this!”

Accelerated by the magnetic field, the vibranium meteorite transformed into a black projectile, precisely striking the Ark's cannon cluster. The shockwave from the explosion temporarily paralyzed the Ark's defense systems.

The circular building took the opportunity to get close to the hull of the ark.

"Energy conduit number three has been found!" Nina's mechanical eye fired a laser, marking a faint energy node on the surface of the ark. "It's right there, in the thinnest part of the mycelium coverage!"

Lorna's wings of light transformed into green drills, carrying the ring-shaped structure as it crashed into that node.

"Hurry! We need to board!"

Amid the violent impact, Lorna saw countless red dots flashing inside the ark—these were sentinel robots controlled by mycelium, gathering towards their landing point.

Chapter 188 The show begins

Deeper still, she sensed a familiar vibration—the dual genetic imprint of Magneto and Charles, flickering like a lighthouse in the darkness.

"The show is about to begin." She clenched her fist, her magnetic field resonating, preparing to activate the self-destruct program that had been dormant for many years.

The hatch of the circular structure opened, revealing a metal passageway covered in mycelium. Ron's vines scoured ahead, and the black substance hissed and corroded as it touched the mycelium.

"It seems my Xuanming Body is the nemesis of these monsters." His figure transformed into a black battle suit amidst the vines. "Cover me, I'm going to open the passage~."

Strange's runes formed firewalls on both sides of the passage, preventing the mycelium from spreading: "You have five minutes! In five minutes, the spatial turbulence of the asteroid belt will reach here!"

Lorna took one last look out the porthole—the third dark purple spaceship was turning around, and a familiar figure stood on its hull, half mechanical and half human—it was Kyle, the one whose body had been taken over by the Red Skull.

"Looks like some old acquaintances are here too." Her wings glowed green. "Nina, come with me to the control room. Wendy, prepare to synchronize coordinates!"

Wendy, inside the core crystal, nodded, the green light resonating with the genetic imprint within the ark: "The passage has been marked! Beware of those sentinels; they've been modified by mycelium and can replicate your magnetic field abilities!"

Lorna sneered and charged into the passage first: "Copy? Then let them see what the real Magneto bloodline is like!"

The moment she raised her hand, all the metal fragments on both sides of the passage floated up, forming a swirling storm behind her. The charging sentinel robots, just as they tried to mimic her movement, were torn apart by the metal components within their own bodies—Lorna had already manipulated the screws in their joints.

"You need real skills to show off." Without turning her head, she used her magnetic storm to clear a path and rushed towards the control room.

Ron's vines cleared away the mycelium behind her, Strange's runes brought up the rear, while Nina deciphered the Ark's energy flow in the middle.

The four-person team, like a sharp dagger, pierced the heart of this ark of death.

Behind them, the spatial turbulence of the asteroid belt was approaching, and the dark purple Reaper ships began their second wave of attack.

time is limited.

The steel door at the end of the passage suddenly burst open, and ten Sentinels with Magneto-like faces filed out. Their eye sockets gleamed with the distinctive red light of mycelium, and their palms were filled with magnetic energy of the same origin as Lorna's.

···Requesting flowers····· ·····

Target gene sequence detected: Magneto bloodline. The lead sentinel spoke mechanically, but his voice carried the hissing sound of mycelium, initiating the elimination protocol.

Ten green magnetic field shockwaves struck simultaneously, tearing the air into distorted fragments.

.. .... ...

Lorna suddenly laughed, her wings of light unfurling into a fan shape behind her: "The imitation is spot on, but it's a pity that the most important thing is missing."

Instead of defending herself, she charged headlong into the shockwave. At the moment of contact, all the magnetic fields suddenly reversed direction like hunting dogs finding their master, converging into her wings of light.

The sentries' electronic eyes flashed with chaotic red light: Impossible! Magnetic field control authority has been forcibly transferred—

Because I am the original, and you are the pirates. Lorna's wings of light suddenly contracted, then violently expanded again. The absorbed magnetic field energy transformed into countless green light blades, precisely piercing the core of each Sentinel.

As the light blades dissipated, the sentinels' metal shells began to peel away, revealing wriggling mycelium inside. Lorna flicked her finger, and the remaining magnetic energy detonated the mycelium, completely purifying these imposters.

Chapter 189 The Arrogance of Clones

Ron dragged a piece of Sentinel wreckage over using vines: the core of the mycelium was hidden in the chest cavity, in the same location as the human heart. It seems the Reaper not only has the ability to mimic, but also copied biological structures for its weaknesses.

Nina's mechanical eyes scanned the wreckage: she'd found the energy interface for the self-destruct program, inside the quantum computer in the control room. But she needed to input Magneto's magnetic field code and Charles's mind key simultaneously.

Strange suddenly pressed his temple: "Someone is invading my consciousness! It's Kyle—his mind has been enhanced by the Reaper, and he's trying to pinpoint our location!"

His runes suddenly formed a golden helmet, covering his head: The Mind Barrier only lasts three minutes! We have to hurry!

The main control room door of "273" was made from a single piece of vibranium, with the same green patterns as those of the Dawnborn engraved on its surface. When Lorna's light wings touched the patterns, the door suddenly hummed, and a holographic image of Magneto appeared.

Magnetic field code verification... Successful. The electronic voice in the video conveyed a sense of relief. Now, let Charles's mental key complete the final puzzle.

Nina stepped forward, her robotic arm docking with the mind interface on the door. Her pupils glowed blue, and data streams formed complex symbols in the air—mind codes that Charles had developed in his later years, capable of interfering with the identification systems of any electronic device.

The door slowly opened.

The quantum computer in the center of the control room was running, displaying the coordinates of the seven Arks of the Forsaken on the screen. On the computer's base floated a transparent incubation chamber—inside was a clone of Magneto, his body entwined with mycelium, his eyes closed, and an energy conduit inserted into his chest, which was the Reaper's genetic source.

So that's how it is. Lorna's wings glowed with a dangerous green light; they needed a living gene source to keep the incubator running.

The clone suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils a pure red: "Welcome home, sister." His voice blended Magneto's tone with the hissing of mycelium. His father's plan was finally about to be completed—to create a new species that could surpass the observer using mutant genes.

"You are not him." Lorna clenched her fist. "You are just a puppet controlled by mycelium."

The clone smiled, and the glass of the incubation chamber suddenly shattered. He reached out, and all the metal tables and chairs in the control room floated up, his movements identical to the real Magneto: I possess all his memories and abilities, even more perfect than him—I will not be bound by emotions.

The metal tables and chairs suddenly transformed into sharp spears, shooting towards Lorna and her three companions.

Ron's vines instantly unfurled into a shield, Strange's runes formed a cage to trap the spear, and Nina seized the opportunity to rush towards the quantum computer: I'm here to initiate the self-destruct program!

"Don't even think about it!" the clone roared, manipulating the magnetic field to unleash a metal storm that hurtled straight at Nina.

Lorna's wings of light suddenly burst forth with unprecedented brilliance, forcefully carving a path through the metal storm: Your opponent is me!

Two magnetic fields collided in the center of the control room, the green and red energy waves annihilating each other, causing the entire ark to tremble violently. The clone's power was comparable to Lorna's, and even more aggressive with the help of mycelium.

See that? The clone grinned maliciously. This is Magneto's true power! Your so-called original is nothing but a weakling corrupted by pacifism!

Lorna was thrown back by the magnetic shockwave and crashed into the quantum computer. Looking at the flickering Ark coordinates on the screen, she suddenly understood something.

You're right, I am indeed different from him. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and suddenly golden light mingled into her wings—it was Charles's mental ability, because I know that true power is not destruction, but protection.

Golden light merged into the green magnetic field, forming a two-colored energy flow. This time, the clone's red magnetic field melted away like ice and snow.

No! This is impossible! How could psychic abilities affect a magnetic field—the clone's scream abruptly stopped.

The dual-colored energy stream pierced through his chest, entangling the mycelium connecting the gene source. The clone's body began to become transparent, revealing the real Magneto clone inside, enveloped by the mycelium—a boy with his eyes closed and a peaceful expression on his face.

He's still alive. Lorna's voice softened; the Reaper was using his consciousness to control his body.

The boy's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a gentle, human brown: End it all, sister.

Lorna nodded, and the dual-colored energy stream suddenly erupted with a purifying light. The clone's body disintegrated in the light, the mycelium was completely purified, leaving only the boy's consciousness, which flew towards the ventilation vent of the main control room like a firefly.

Self-destruct program activated! Nina's voice was filled with the joy of victory. Countdown: 60 seconds!

Strange immediately drew a portal: Hurry! The spatial turbulence of the asteroid belt has arrived!

Ron's vines entangled everyone, pulling them toward the portal. At the last moment before passing through, Lorna glanced back at the boy's consciousness—he was waving at her from the vent before dissipating into 5.5 points of light.

The moment the circular building burst out of the Ark of the Abandoners, the evil incubator disintegrated in a series of explosions, its fragments swallowed up by the ensuing spatial turbulence.

The subspace route reopened, and the engines of the ring-shaped structure roared in victory.

Lorna leaned against the porthole, watching the colorful streaks of light rushing past outside, the copper coin pendant in her palm slightly warm.

"Next coordinates," she whispered, her wings of light slowly unfurling behind her. "Let's go meet the second ark."

Ron walked up to her, and a black flower bloomed on the vine: This time it's my turn to show off.

Lorna smiled, her eyes gleaming with green and gold light.

Chapter 190 The Evolution of the Xuanming Body

The colorful light trails of the subspace corridor swirled rapidly outside the porthole, while the engines of the ring-shaped structure hummed steadily. Ron leaned against a metal pillar in the control room, his brow furrowed as he watched the black substance writhing on his arm.

“Your Xuanming Body is mutating.” Lorna walked over, her fingertips gently touching the black substances with magnetic field patterns. “They have become more active after absorbing the Harvester’s mycelial energy.”

The black substance suddenly condensed into sharp spikes, then quickly softened into a liquid, as if demonstrating some new ability. Ron clicked his tongue: "This thing is like a rebellious teenager now, always trying to come up with new tricks."

Strange wiped his glasses, the lenses reflecting the bizarre light of the subspace: "According to the records of Kamar-Taj, the Dark Matter originated from the dark matter remnants after the Big Bang, and theoretically can devour any form of energy—including the genetic hyphae of the Reapers." He pushed up his glasses, "But the side effect is that it gradually erodes the host's consciousness."

Nina's mechanical eyes suddenly flashed red, and the alarm on the main control panel blared: "The coordinates of the second Ark of the Abandoned have shifted! It is no longer on its intended colony in the Zeta system, but on—"

The holographic star map suddenly magnified, revealing a star field shrouded in a red nebula, within which countless fragmented planetary debris floated.

“The Crimson Cradle.” Lorna’s pupils contracted. “It’s the most notorious pirate lair in the universe, said to be so dangerous that even observers avoid it.”

Ron's Xuanming Body suddenly surged, and black matter formed a ferocious armor on his body: "Perfect, I need a live target to test my new moves." The shoulder armor unfolded, revealing the rotating dark energy core inside. "You stole the show on the last Ark, now it's my turn."

The moment the ring-shaped structure burst out of the subspace, a pungent smell of sulfur permeated the air through the ventilation system. The crimson nebula of the Crimson Cradle churned like viscous blood, and the second Ark of the Abandoned hovered in its center, its hull covered with skull-shaped energy cannons, clearly modified by pirates.

“High-intensity life signals detected.” Nina’s mechanical eyes scanned the Ark. “There are at least three thousand space pirates inside, and they appear to be enslaving the mutants hatched by the Reapers.”

The holographic screen switched to the interior of the Ark: pirates, clad in rudimentary power armor, lashed out with energy whips at the cyborg mutants, herding them into the circular arena. In the center of the arena, a three-meter-tall mutant was tearing apart the corpse of its own kind; its arms were sharp bone blades, and dark red mycelium writhed beneath its skin.

“These pirates have gone mad,” Strange’s slingshot warned. “They’re injecting mutants with concentrated gene serum to accelerate their evolution!”

Ron's armor suddenly erupted with a black shockwave, tearing several approaching pirate fighters to shreds: "Crazy or not doesn't matter, what matters is—they're blocking my way." His right arm transformed into a ten-meter-long black giant blade. "Lorna, help me locate the Ark's power core 273."

Lorna unfolded her wings of light, and her magnetic field swept across the Ark like radar: "At the bottom of the hull, it is protected by thirty layers of alloy armor. But their energy circuit has a fatal flaw—" she pointed to a protrusion on the side of the Ark, ""the heat dissipation pipes there are directly connected to the power core, and they are made of ordinary titanium alloy."

Ron's giant blade suddenly retracted, transforming into a black streak of light: "That's enough." His figure left afterimages in the nebula. "Watch closely, this is what true 'breaking the wall' looks like."

The pirates unleashed a barrage of energy cannon fire at him, the red beams exploding on his black armor, leaving only faint scorch marks. Ron nimbly weaved through the barrage, his giant blade suddenly extending again, slithering into the cooling ducts like a venomous snake.

Chapter 191 Now!

"Now!" he roared, clenching his fists.

The black behemoth trembled violently within the pipes, dark energy spreading along the metal, shattering alloy armor like biscuits in its wake. The Ark's power core emitted a piercing explosion, and the entire hull began to tilt.

The pirates in the arena panicked, but the mutants suddenly rioted, their bone blades piercing through the pirates' power armor. In the chaos, a pirate captain wearing a one-eyed eyepatch raised a plasma rifle and aimed it at the self-destructing power core control panel.

"Rather than let you destroy it, I'd rather we all perish together!" He laughed wildly as he pulled the trigger.

A golden magical barrier suddenly appeared, blocking the plasma beam. Strange's figure materialized in front of the control panel, runes flowing from his fingertips: "Sorry, your suicide request has been rejected."

Lorna's wings swept across the arena, the magnetic field enveloping all the mutants: "These poor creatures can still be saved." A stream of green energy flowed into the mutants' bodies, and the dark red mycelium began to recede. "Their consciousness hasn't been completely devoured yet..."

Ron stepped through the breach in the armor, pirate blood dripping from his black suit: "Has the self-destruct program been activated?"

Nina's mechanical eyes flashed green: "It's activated, but the pirate leader has set a genetic lock on the console, requiring his retina to complete the final confirmation."

The one-eyed pirate with the eyepatch grinned maliciously as he retreated: "You'll never get your hands on him—"

His words were abruptly interrupted. Ron's Xuanming Body transformed into black vines, wrapping around his neck and forcibly dragging him to the control panel.

“Sometimes, violence is more effective than negotiation.” Ron’s voice was metallic and cold. “Look closely, this is your final contribution.”

The moment the retinal scan completed, the countdown to the self-destruct program began. Strange drew a portal, Lorna's magnetic field enveloped all the mutants, while Ron grabbed the pirate captain: "As a thank you, here's a front-row seat for you."

As they burst out of the ark, the modified death incubator exploded in the red nebula, the shockwave forming a dazzling energy ring that engulfed all the surrounding pirate fighters.

The warp space route reopened, and Ron tossed the terrified pirate into a corner of the control room: "Where are the next coordinates? Hopefully, we'll get some real fighters."

Lorna looked at the coordinates of the third ark flashing on the star map, a hint of seriousness in her eyes: "That might be more troublesome than the Crimson Cradle—it's an abandoned outpost of the Observers."

Ron's Xuanming Body suddenly surged with excitement, and black matter condensed into a pulsating ball of dark energy in his palm: "...Observer? Perfect, I'll see if these 'librarians' of the universe can withstand my attack."

The Observer's abandoned outpost resembles a crystal ball suspended in the void, its surface covered with runes recording the history of the universe. The third Abandoned Ark is hidden in the shadow of the crystal ball, its hull covered by a transparent energy membrane, perfectly blending into the surrounding space.