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Weapon Z was called the "Ultimate Weapon" by Stryker, and not without reason.
Its body was incredibly resilient, it possessed countless abilities, and even now, new powers were still emerging in the middle of battle.
As for Mike, in the previous exchange, without using his cards, he had only unleashed half of his true strength.
Now, the real fight was just beginning.
Mike paused slightly in place, and under the interference of the psychic domain, his body suddenly appeared before Weapon Z at several times the speed he had shown earlier.
He threw a punch.
But Weapon Z's figure vanished like a phantom.
A phantom?
Another ability?
The thought flashed through Mike's mind, but in the next instant, he sharply sensed a figure appear behind him.
Invisibility?
As Mike turned, he suddenly felt his body go numb.
No— not his body, but his mind, his very spirit.
And in that brief instant of paralysis, Weapon Z's hands slammed heavily against Mike's temples.
The next moment, silver lightning erupted wildly, wrapping around Mike's body in frenzied coils, like a thousand birds shrieking around him.
But…
This lightning lacked any magical attribute, and unless it reached a certain intensity, it was useless against Mike.
With a wave of his hand, Mike drove a lightning-wreathed fist into Weapon Z's abdomen.
At once, a bulge the size of a fist appeared on Weapon Z's back, visible to the naked eye.
Just as Mike was about to follow up with another strike, his movements faltered again as the paralysis struck his mind.
The lightning vanished, replaced instead by ice.
A torrent of freezing energy surged forth like a fountain, layer after layer of frost engulfing Mike, sealing him within a massive block of ice several meters across. Then, invisible psychic force wrapped around the icy mass like a mountain, reinforcing it, before letting it plummet toward the earth.
But it didn't end there.
Weapon Z extended a hand toward the ground, clenched his palm, and in an instant, the soil and rubble below transformed into a desert. The falling ice block, with Mike trapped inside, was swallowed whole.
Under Weapon Z's control, the frozen prison burrowed deep underground, drilling hundreds of meters below until, finally, the shifting sand ceased. Then, before the horrified eyes of the onlookers, the desert itself vanished, replaced by a solid block of metal!
Logan stared in shock and asked Gwen, "Is… is Mike going to be alright like this?"
Gwen looked nervous as well.
She had never seen anything like this before.
"It's over," Stryker said calmly, his voice tinged with satisfaction. "Impressive as he is, he still lost."
With such a seal, he couldn't imagine anyone breaking free.
Telekinesis, teleportation, flight, super strength, super speed, rapid regeneration, laser vision, frost, fire, lightning, sand manipulation, matter transmutation, psychic paralysis, telepathic tracking, overwhelming spiritual power…
Weapon Z had displayed nearly all of its powers in this battle against Mike.
If even this wasn't enough, then there was no explanation left.
After all, this was his ultimate creation.
Meanwhile, hundreds of meters underground…
Encased in ice and metal, Mike felt deeply irritated.
He felt like an insect trapped in amber.
But unlike an insect, he was far stronger.
Letting out a low growl, his body shook violently. Cracks spider-webbed across the thick ice, until it shattered into powdered frost. Mike's eyes flared, unleashing his heat vision at full power.
Twin beams of searing energy burst forth, striking the metal that confined him, instantly melting it into flowing molten red.
The next instant, the beams pierced upward like a scarlet waterfall, burning straight through the solid metal and lancing toward Weapon Z high above.
Weapon Z reacted quickly, but not quickly enough—half of his body was obliterated by the heat vision.
At that moment, Mike surged upward along the blazing "red waterfall," appearing before Weapon Z. With a single punch, he sent the regenerating body of Weapon Z crashing down from the sky.
Seeing this, Logan exhaled in relief, while Gwen patted her chest with a small spark of flame flickering from her hand, proudly declaring, "See? I told you he'd be fine!"
Across from them, Stryker's expression darkened. His face twitched violently, as though struck by lightning, as he watched Weapon Z being suppressed by Mike.
Glancing once more at the battlefield, he turned to Logan and coldly ordered, "Do it."
Watching the battle had been acceptable only when they held the advantage.
Back then, he could display his magnanimity, his elegance, his calm composure. To him, Logan and the others had been nothing but fish laid out on a chopping block, to be carved up at will. But now…
They had to be eliminated quickly, buried alongside his retreat.
With a wave of his hand, all the Y-Weapons except for the two guarding him charged at Logan's group.
But before they could close the final few meters, layers of invisible barriers appeared, halting their advance.
The Y-Weapons followed orders and began hammering at the barriers with frenzied attacks.
Under the relentless bombardment of various powers, the protective barriers cracked one after another like fragile membranes being pierced.
In just over ten seconds, the barriers would completely shatter.
One after another, they fell…
Logan braced himself for a final, desperate battle. Laura stepped in front of Gwen, her adamantium claws snapping out. Gwen gripped her iron chain, the flames on her body flaring wildly.
But just as the final two barriers remained, a golden, swirling portal appeared before them.
From it emerged a young man, pushing a wheelchair.
Everyone froze upon seeing the elderly man seated with his eyes closed.
Professor X—Charles?
Their gazes then shifted to the young man in the white lab coat, barefoot, with a strikingly handsome face and eyes as deep and clear as a lake.
Logan and Stryker's eyes widened in shock.
This… this was…
"Charles!"
Gwen cried out in surprise.
The young man looked exactly like her brother from another world.
Hearing Gwen's voice, Charles smiled faintly and nodded toward Logan's group, acknowledging his identity.
Placing a hand on his temple, waves of psychic power radiated outward, sweeping across the battlefield.
In an instant, the Y-Weapons attacking the barriers froze in place under Charles's control.
"How is this possible!? What's going on!?"
Stryker's clouded eyes burned with disbelief, his composure completely shattered.
No one knew better than him how terrifying a young Charles could be.
Charles looked at Stryker quietly, nodded, and said, "Hello, old friend."
Exactly the same words Stryker had just used to greet him.
(End of Chapter)