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Amaterasu…
Is this really how little respect the Black Queen gets?
Not only did it fail to harm her, but she actually enjoyed it—and then turned it into a weapon?
Mike's eye twitched violently.
The Black Queen swung the blazing whip in her hand and smiled at Mike, as if to thank him for the gift. Then she lashed it at him with a powerful motion.
Zzzzt!
The air sizzled with heat. The flaming whip cracked across the spot where Mike had just been standing, leaving a scorched black mark on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the Black Queen vanished from where she stood and reappeared right in front of him.
Mike quickly stepped back, his eyes flashing once again. The black flames of Amaterasu reignited, this time targeting the whip.
As the flames and the whip clashed and devoured one another, the Black Queen smirked faintly. Just as Mike attempted to once again control the flames with his life force, the black windmill in his left eye began to spin.
Tsukuyomi!
In an instant, the Black Queen's mind was pulled into an illusionary realm.
This was the world of Tsukuyomi.
Here, everything—time, space, mass, and all variables—was under Mike's complete control.
Tsukuyomi targeted the victim's mind, but… the Black Queen's mental strength was overwhelming.
With a cold snort, a massive surge of spiritual energy erupted from her like a tidal wave, cracking the illusionary realm into pieces and completely shattering the Tsukuyomi space.
The Black Queen glanced at Mike, then down at the now-vanished flaming whip in her hand, her gaze chilling.
She had really taken a liking to that toy.
Like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum, she stomped the ground forcefully.
In the next moment, the earth seemed to come alive. Waves of solid ground surged forward, crashing toward Mike.
He dodged swiftly, but as soon as he landed, stone and soil hands burst from the ground, grabbing at his legs and dragging him downward.
At the same time, the surrounding ground rose up high before slamming down with a deafening crash, burying Mike beneath tons of earth.
The Black Queen chuckled lowly, her control over the terrain relentless. The pressure mounted, the density increasing with terrifying speed.
Suddenly, streaks of fiery orange-red light burst from underground.
The earth split open as a massive, half-bodied skeleton clawed its way up like a demon returning from hell.
Susanoo!
The Black Queen's eyes widened in astonishment as she watched the skeletal figure tilt its head, seemingly studying her. For the first time, she gave Mike an approving nod.
"Very beautiful."
With her compliment, the earth seemed to gain life once again.
Two gigantic hands erupted from the ground and slammed downward toward Mike like swatting a fly, bringing a fierce gust of wind in their wake.
"Hmph!"
Mike's Susanoo threw a powerful punch, shattering the massive hands. But more quickly followed—this time, four of them.
At the same moment, the ground beneath Mike began to writhe and shift, resembling the gaping jaws of a monstrous beast, trying to swallow him whole.
Mike charged toward the Black Queen. As he sprinted forward, the skeletal Susanoo around him was cloaked in a layer of glowing chakra. Between its hands, a rotating orange-red magatama began to form.
Yasaka Magatama!
The spinning magatama, packed with terrifying energy, shot toward the Black Queen.
She sneered with disdain.
The attack was impressive, even surprising—but only if it could hit her.
With a twist of space, she vanished on the spot.
Boom!
The ground quaked violently. A furious shockwave blasted outward in all directions. A massive crater was left behind, with dust and debris spiraling into the sky. The entire area was instantly shrouded in a thick gray haze...
By now, Erik had already led the Hellfire Club members into retreat.
Though a few mutants were captured, Erik successfully protected the rest and withdrew from the battlefield.
Meanwhile, everyone who had been observing the battle from afar—keenly aware of the clash between Mike and the Black Queen—watched the scene unfold in stunned silence.
Was that the Black Queen?
And who the hell was fighting her?
Looking at the massive, half-bodied giant wrapped in orange-red chakra like armor, everyone silently speculated.
Susanoo—no one had ever seen it before.
Aside from Charles and Nick Fury, no one knew who the person controlling that orange-red giant was.
During the last battle against the Black Queen, although Mike had used the Uchiha Itachi card, he had never used Susanoo.
Logan, Remy LeBeau, and Scott glanced at one another.
Logan whispered, "Is that Mike?"
"No idea. I've never seen him use something like that…"
Remy LeBeau stroked his chin, unsure.
Scott smiled. "If it is him, I'm not surprised."
Logan and Remy both nodded in agreement.
Mike had so many abilities—he constantly surprised them. They were used to it by now.
The one who had just opened the portal for them, though masked, was unmistakably Mike. Logan's nose guaranteed it.
But Mike hadn't spoken a word to them. He just silently opened the portal and vanished.
Still, the three of them had no complaints or reason to press the issue.
Nick Fury had already briefed them about the X-School and specifically asked them to keep the relationship between Charles and Mike a secret.
So, even if others asked about Mike and Charles, they wouldn't say a word.
"Shh, keep your voice down! We're supposed to keep Mike and Charles's connection under wraps!"
Remy LeBeau pressed his dust-covered hand against Logan's mouth.
Logan slapped his dirty hand away, gray fingerprints smudging across his face.
"Pfft, pfft!"
He spat out twice and glared at Remy, now covered in grit. "You still dare to smack me? I haven't even settled the score with you for whacking me with that staff earlier!"
"When did that happen?"
Remy looked completely innocent.
Scott chuckled and stepped in to separate the two, just about to speak—
Boom!
The ground groaned once more.
Those with supernatural powers, like Charles, looked grim. Meanwhile, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents—mere mortals—could only taste bitterness in their mouths, some even trembling in fear.
They had thought the battle was over. But the repeated explosions told a very different story:
It was far from finished.
At the same time, Erik—having led the Hellfire Club members off the battlefield—was still watching the distant clash.
Unlike everyone else's shock, Erik had a slight smile on his face.
The person fighting over there… was his father. He was sure of it.
The Black Queen had been left to his father.
That was a gift.
A gift meant for him and Charles.
What came next… would be a battle between the two brothers and the Black Queen.
This fight—this trial—was what would define and elevate the both of them.
With that thought, he turned toward the others from Hellfire.
"Erik! What should we do?"
The Hellfire members looked at him with eyes full of gratitude and trust.
If not for Erik, they would've all been taken by S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Is that really the Black Queen? Should we help?"
One of the mutants couldn't help but ask.
In an instant, silence fell across the group.
(End of Chapter)