Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

He saw a young man appear behind Lei Che and the others, seemingly out of nowhere.

He even walked towards me with ease, defying his gravity.

As he passed by Raiche and the others, he gently patted them on the shoulder.

It seems to be an affirmation and encouragement.

The effect was outstanding; everyone stared at Matthew's retreating figure with fervent eyes.

Magneto paused for a moment, realizing that the young man before him was the leader of Reicher and his group.

At the same time, he finally noticed the expressions and gazes of Nigley and the others, and then he realized that he had made two mistakes.

Two very serious mistakes.

He underestimated the loyalty of Reicher and others, a loyalty that was fanatical, as fanatical as the faith in the hearts of any fanatic.

His second mistake was underestimating the power of the leaders behind these people.

Magneto initially thought that the other party's continued secrecy stemmed from a lack of confidence in their abilities, but now it seems the opposite is true; the other party is simply overconfident.

The other party also has reason to be confident.

Strolling effortlessly in a gravitational field more than eighty times stronger than normal, it seemed as if one did not feel gravity at all.

And the aura emanating from the other person.

They were far more powerful than Reicher and his warriors, so powerful that even Magneto felt a sense of dread.

Matthew walked up to Magneto, less than a meter away.

“You’re not just a powerful mutant, but also an excellent orator, Mr. Erik.” Matthew looked at the famous Magneto before him, who was revered by many mutants as their leader and savior.

He gave his own assessment.

Magneto's moved expression quickly turned serious as he forcibly suppressed his fatigue.

This is a dialogue between leaders.

He would never allow himself to show the slightest weakness.

“You’re not what I expected. You’re young, kid.”

"A child? Perhaps."

Magneto countered sharply, but Matthew wasn't angry. Instead, after scrutinizing and looking him over, he shook his head and said, "Aren't you tired of this?"

He said that.

Then he extended his right hand, pointing his fingertips at Magneto's helmet.

hum! !

Accompanied by a strange power, a dazzling cross-shaped starlight bloomed from his fingertips, and brilliant rings intertwined.

"Guess what, will you die this time?"

Chapter 130 Goodnight, Mr. Eric (Seeking monthly votes)

Magneto was sweating profusely.

An unprecedented sense of crisis swept over me.

There was no doubt that if the energy flickering at Matthew's fingertips were to erupt, it might pierce through his own head.

This person!!!

Magneto gritted his teeth inwardly.

Matthew's relaxed posture and slightly upturned lips put immense pressure on him.

He knew that this excessively young boy was using this method to oppress him.

Magneto is not one to admit defeat easily.

However, he will also be sensible when it's time to be sensible.

This is based on his experience from previous encounters.

So Magneto quickly withdrew his powers.

The originally crimson area was suddenly swallowed by darkness, and Rai Che and the others were completely liberated.

His body swayed slightly, and he gasped for breath.

Nigley reached out to support Roseco, who had been charging alongside him, his voice trembling: "I feel like there's not a single bone in my body that's intact right now."

After saying that, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

This made Roseco roll her eyes. She wouldn't be like Negri and keep quiet.

"A smart person."

The golden light from his fingertips illuminated Matthew and Magneto's faces. Matthew withdrew his energy, and the golden light from his fingertips dimmed.

It's a bit dark.

Matthew snapped his fingers casually.

Then the pitch-black night sky suddenly became bright.

In the blink of an eye, the sky turned a clear blue, and the sun hung high in the sky.

Magneto's pupils dilated slightly.

My assessment of Matthew's level of danger has risen to a new level.

Mysterious, unknown.

Regardless of what abilities Matthew possesses, Magneto only knows one thing: he is acutely aware of how terrifyingly strong Matthew is, and Magneto has no confidence that he can defeat him.

Or perhaps he was unwilling to admit that he simply couldn't win.

This was the only bit of pride he had left.

Who exactly are you?

Taking a deep breath, Magneto asked coldly.

"It's getting late. Goodnight, Mr. Eric." Matthew smiled gently, offering a polite goodnight without replying.

Magneto was confused, and the next moment his vision blurred.

The daytime suddenly turned into darkness again.

Instinctively, Magneto's muscles tensed, and he subconsciously prepared to activate his powers.

However, a familiar voice rang in his ears, as if with magic, soothing his emotions.

"Eric."

"Charles?"

Magneto instinctively turned his head and found his old friend Charles standing in front of him, along with Mystique, who had disappeared, Victor Sabretooth, and the X-Men.

He looked around and then his gaze fell on the old theater.

The building, which should have been destroyed in the battle, is still intact. The lights inside are bright, and together with a few streetlights not far away, the visibility is still quite good.

Magneto was dumbfounded.

what happened?

Was I just dreaming?

But the slight stinging pain in his brain caused by the activation of his energy capacity told him that this was not a dream.

“Let’s go, Eric, we need to have a serious talk.”

Professor X marveled at Matthew's incredible ability to manipulate Magneto so easily; it was simply unbelievable.

What exactly is this ability?

Space type?

.......

In the wards of the island base, more than twenty beds were hastily arranged, and Lei Che and the others obediently lay down and let the medical nurses examine them.

The main issue is that they looked a bit scary after they returned.

Especially Negri, who was gushing blood like it was free.

Its breath was also very weak.

Fortunately, he was not only very clear-headed, but also very excited.

Nydy used the Blood Dandelion to extract the healing power of the other warriors to give Reich and the others a very minor treatment to ensure that their lives were not in danger, but it did not completely cure them.

This was something Matthew did on purpose.

It wasn't meant to torture Reicher, Nigli, and the other warriors.

Allowing the body to repair itself is actually beneficial for further growth in strength.

They themselves are well aware of this.

After working late into the night, the soldiers, including Lei Che, were wrapped in bandages from head to toe, lying on the hospital bed like mummies, which looked rather comical.

"Are your opponents formidable?"

Upon receiving the news, the soldiers rushed over to visit after their training.

“Magneto,” Reicher stated his opponent’s name crisply.

"Wow."

Upon hearing the name Magneto, everyone gasped in surprise.

Unlike Nydred, who had just joined, they had at least heard of Magneto, this great terror.

"To be able to injure you like this, you truly deserve to be among the strongest mutants." Bucky nodded knowingly.

I was still somewhat surprised.

Unfortunately, although I was there at the time, I was unable to enter the mirror space and fight alongside Reicher and the others.

He knew very well what kind of strength Reich possessed; more than twenty super soldiers had joined forces and returned all lying in hospital beds, their injuries quite severe.

"He is indeed very capable, his abilities are very strong."

Raiche nodded seriously, but didn't rush to review the situation.

Where is Natasha?

Nigley looked left and right and realized that Natasha didn't seem to be there, so he asked in bewilderment.

My best friend is injured and you don't even come to check on her?

Natasha is so cold.

Does she see me as a rival in love?

"The warband leader was beaten by the BOSS all day and is already asleep." A female warrior from the Raven Warband smiled enviously.

What should she do if she also wants to be beaten by the BOSS for a whole day like Natasha?

Seeing these envious expressions, Negri couldn't help but roll his eyes and decided not to talk to these guys.

She was afraid of infecting herself.

“We are still far from being able to fight against people of this level. We need to become stronger.” Raiche rested his head on the pillow, staring at the ceiling light, his expression not very good.

He was defeated in the battle against Magneto.

Furthermore, their posture was extremely ungraceful; aside from being able to put up a fight at the beginning, they were essentially crushed afterward.

Regardless of whether it's because the other party has abnormal abilities.

This was unacceptable to Reicher.

The two battle groups were formed by Boss Matthew, who also participated in their formation.