Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

Seeing Matthew's disgusted expression, Natasha was stunned, then seemed to realize something, and raised her hand to sniff.

It smelled sour and foul.

Fortunately, Natasha had a thick skin; she stood up straight and acted as if nothing had happened.

“Sounds like a nice person.” Nydy smiled secretly, then felt a sharp, piercing gaze sweep over her and immediately became serious.

"Perhaps."

Matthew didn't refute or explain; instead, he began to think about it.

Since their inception, mutants have been at the bottom of the social hierarchy in human civilization.

Matthew had long harbored designs on this group.

It's just that the time isn't right yet.

I made a deal with Professor X back then, which resolved the issue of the nutritional supplements while also showing some goodwill.

He declined to comment on Professor X, but he was somewhat envious of the students at the other school.

Now, unexpectedly, they've run into another mutant leader.

It looks like tonight is going to be very interesting.

“Nidi and I are going.”

After Matthew finished speaking, he pulled Nydy forward and took a step. The next moment, a portal appeared in front of them, but it disappeared immediately after they stepped out.

They didn't give Natasha a chance to react at all.

Fortunately, Natasha remained calm. She knew that although she appeared unharmed after being beaten for a day, her internal injuries were quite serious.

This was something Matthew did intentionally.

The point was to let Natasha experience the impact of dominance through this brutal method, and the effect was excellent.

So Natasha is indeed weak. Even if something happened today, she didn't plan to go. Instead, she wanted to experience the power of the aura, which is very important for Matthew and the plans to come.

Natasha wouldn't risk losing more than she gains.

..........

Inside the old theater in San Juan.

After a loud "boom"

Magneto's expression changed.

Before he could react, his vision blurred, and the saber-toothed tiger in front of him was grabbed by the neck and its body was lifted up.

Mystique finally realized what was happening, her expression changed, and she was about to launch an attack, but Magneto reached out and stopped her.

The sudden change left everyone's thoughts in a state of confusion for a while.

But soon, everyone's attention was focused on the person who had suddenly appeared.

Strong and robust.

Victor the saber-toothed tiger was already quite imposing, but he was still far inferior to the man before him.

He was wearing a black overcoat, a white T-shirt underneath, tactical pants, and Doc Martens boots.

Both have buzz cuts, yet one exudes authority, silence, and strength.

Like a wild beast, its fierce eyes were fixed on the saber-toothed tiger, and even the ruthless Victor couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

As for the soldier that Victor was originally holding, he had disappeared at some point.

Magneto and Mystique Raven turned their heads and saw another stranger standing by the stage. He was a handsome man with a somewhat weathered air, dressed the same as the man in front of them, and holding the soldier whose arm was about to be torn off.

"Damn bastard." After being intimidated by the man's gaze, Victor the Saber-toothed Tiger was immediately overcome by his wild instincts and cursed as he stretched out his hands.

Grabbing the arm that was clamping his neck, he immediately tightened his ten sharp nails, preparing to tear the other person's hand off.

However, Victor, who possessed superhuman strength, was astonished to find that no matter how hard he exerted himself, he couldn't cause any damage to the hand.

The other person's arm didn't even move.

Previously, fingernails could easily cut through metal, but this one couldn't even cut a single thread on a coat sleeve.

"Have you had enough, little tiger?"

What hurt the saber-toothed tiger the most was the man's emotionless words. The saber-toothed tiger's eyes widened, and the unprecedented humiliation almost made him lose his mind.

In his rage, Victor simply snapped.

Because the man twisted his neck with a slight, merciless force.

With a crisp "snap," the saber-toothed tiger's neck lolled to the side, as if it had died.

However, the man had clear intelligence and knew Victor's abilities, so he simply threw him to the ground and stepped on Victor's chest.

His gaze fell upon Magneto, whose face was now expressionless.

"Thank you for your hospitality to my soldiers, Magneto."

His voice was calm and unhurried, as if he were very composed.

But everyone present could hear the raging fury brewing beneath that calm.

The captain and the other soldiers stared wide-eyed. Although they didn't recognize who it was, they all knew that this was the person who could save them at this moment.

It also possesses such power.

It must have come from the Astartes Chapter, which they had longed for and fought for countless days and nights.

"You're their leader?"

Magneto glanced at the burly man standing on Victor, then focused his gaze on the man's face and asked.

"There is only one leader. My name is Reicher, and I am their Supreme Commander."

"Commander?"

Magneto's heart sank.

Beneath his arrogant and conceited exterior, Magneto possesses a sharp mind. From his name alone, he can immediately deduce a terrifying yet unbelievable truth.

Lei Che, with a burly physique of over 1.9 meters, possesses a speed that leaves no time for Lei Che to react.

It also possesses the power to easily suppress saber-toothed tigers.

It's important to know that saber-toothed tigers have a strength of over ten tons and can easily throw a police car with one hand, yet they still can't break free from the other's grasp.

In addition, Magneto, who possesses magnetic field abilities, also has this kind of perception.

The magnetic field of life.

Since its development, this ability has allowed Magneto to easily identify the strength of any life force.

The vitality of an ordinary person can be described as the flame of a lit match.

So, in Magneto's eyes, Reacher was exactly like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.

The molten lava could engulf this old theater at any moment.

It wasn't just him, but also the man on the sidelines.

His life magnetic field is in no way weaker than that of the guy named Rai Che in front of him.

Chapter 121 If you're not getting old and your eyesight isn't failing you, Magneto (Seeking monthly votes)

That's far beyond what Victor could achieve.

Perhaps only the Red Tank can compare, but that brainless behemoth seems to be in a different situation than the two in front of us.

It was a vibrant life force he had never seen before.

Every muscle in his body is as if it has been carved by a knife and axe; when it moves, it is nothing, but when it moves, it is earth-shattering.

Magneto believed that the opponent possessed an extremely balanced physical explosiveness, strength, and speed.

There won't be any imbalance in your studies.

Are there more than two people with such powerful bodies?

Or is it a legion?

How many orders of magnitude are there?

unknown.

Then there's the soldiers' almost fanatical willingness to die, this underground city, and the mutant he unexpectedly detected awakening powerful abilities.

Everything seemed to be shrouded in mist.

Even someone like Magneto couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

Thoughts are fleeting.

Magneto remained outwardly calm, asking, "Are you mutants?"

"This has nothing to do with you. All you need to know now is one thing: how you should apologize to my soldiers."

Raiche remained expressionless, but his body was brimming with energy, like a volcano about to erupt.

A terrifying and surging aura slowly spread from his body.

For a moment, the oppressive atmosphere made the entire old theater space seem to become faintly blurred.

The old theater's lighting equipment was also affected, turning on and off intermittently.

Mystique found it difficult to breathe, and her face looked terrible.

However, she believed in Magneto, and in Erik, who was both her friend and her leader.

“Anger is not the mindset of a leader, son. Aren’t you afraid that fighting here will affect your soldiers?”

Magneto's voice also turned cold.

He was not afraid of war, but he would not fight a meaningless war, especially since the people in front of him had mysterious origins.

So he changed his story, hoping that Rachel could calm down.

"My soldiers are not afraid to sacrifice themselves, especially to save your lives."

"And if you're not getting old and your eyesight isn't failing you, Magneto, take another look."

Rachel remained completely unmoved.

Magneto abruptly turned his head, his pupils dilating slightly as he was filled with horror.

Not only him, but Mystique had the same expression.

Because neither of them noticed that a lot of people were already standing around the stage of the old theater, on the second-floor viewing platform, and on the stairs against the wall.

There are only two colors.

Wearing black and red overcoats, dressed in uniform, some people stood straight, while others squatted on one leg on the viewing platform, staring at the three with the look of someone staring at a dead man.

There were approximately 50 people.

These are nothing.

What made Magneto's heart tremble was that, in his perception of life magnetic fields, the life force of everyone here was exactly the same as that of Reicher.

Moreover, these people are very particular about where they sit.

This effectively blocked all possible escape routes for Magneto and Mystique.

Only one remained, which was the large ventilation shaft that Magneto had carved out next to him.

Even someone as shrewd as Magneto couldn't hide his emotions; his expression softened.

He turned to look at Raiche, his face filled with disbelief.

"you?"

This big guy actually wasn't lying; he really did have a warband.

Fifty were dispatched.