Howard dropped the Parker siblings off at the entrance of an amusement park, left his gold card for them, and drove away in his Rolls-Royce.
"Weren't we going to register?" Cindy stared blankly at the amusement park in front of her.
"That's right, we're going to the ticket booth for registration and tickets now." Peter came back to his senses, took Cindy's hand and walked inside, his mind still replaying what Howard had said to him.
…
"Don't expose the fact that Cindy is a superhuman," Howard warned Peter.
"How did you know?" Peter was puzzled, then guessed, "Did Uncle Norman tell you?"
"Of course not, Osborn and I aren't close enough to talk about the younger generation of our families, Jarvis."
Howard first denied Peter's guess, and then inexplicably called out the name of his butler. Just as Peter was puzzled, the display screen in front of him lit up.
"Yes, sir."
An emotionless electronic sound rang out, startling Peter, but what was played on the display screen afterwards shocked him even more.
The protagonist in the visuals was his younger sister. At this time, she was wearing sportswear, jumping back and forth between buildings. All kinds of difficult extreme sports were easily performed, making Peter, who was sitting in a chair, tremble with fear.
"This is the video recording from last night." Howard slowly stopped the car waiting for the traffic light. "Actually, there's more than just this one, there are also video recordings from the day before yesterday and the day before that. It seems Cindy is a very lively child."
"She's been like this since she was little." Peter said with a wry smile, but in his heart, he had already made up his mind to teach Cindy a good lesson when he got home.
"This was filmed by the flying drones of Stark Industries scattered throughout the city." Howard stretched the seatbelt, making it more comfortable. "It's a new invention that was just invented recently, only the size of an eyeball."
Peter didn't speak. He knew Howard wouldn't show off his inventions to him for no reason. He guessed the key point was in the second half of the sentence.
"Hyperion asked me to do this." Howard rubbed his eyes. "Now you know why I said he's crazy, right?"
"Because he's spying on public privacy?"
"Because he doesn't trust anyone anymore." Howard rolled his eyes at Peter, then started the car. "Learn more from Osborn when you have time. You're too naive. If you were to take over the family business, Parker Group would go bankrupt in two days."
Peter chuckled and didn't respond. He was indeed not good at scheming with others. The laboratory was still the most suitable place for him. The group should be left for Harry to take over.
"Hyperion no longer believes in everything he once protected." Howard brought the topic back to the right track. "And he really wants to carry out the Superhuman Registration to the end. When he came to me, he gave me a reason I couldn't refuse, asking me to help him."
"What is it?" Peter interjected in a timely manner.
"Tony's life." Howard said calmly, the tone completely mismatched the content of his words, making Peter couldn't help but shudder.
Peter asked in disbelief, "He really said that?"
That Hyperion who promoted justice and goodness? He could actually do something like threatening a father with his child's life?
"That's why I said he's crazy." Howard was very calm, as if the life threatened wasn't his child, which made Peter couldn't help but feel surprised.
"What?" Howard noticed Peter's gaze from the rearview mirror in the car. "Do you think I would be furious?"
"I thought you wouldn't be so calm at least."
Howard was protective of his own. This was something worldwide knew. Not to mention that if someone close to him was threatened, anyone would feel anger, just like Peter. If Cindy or other family members were in danger, he would really rush up and fight desperately.
He wasn't joking about this.
"Rage without power is useless." Howard manipulated the car to turn. "My resistance will only make what he said come true sooner. If I want to protect Tony, I must endure it."
"But in order to hide it from that big fool, I still smashed my office, what a pity for my favorite statue."
"Why are you telling me this?" Peter couldn't help but ask. "I don't have much interaction with you, do I?"
"Because you are a good young guy, Peter." Howard sighed. "I saw it at the ball a long time ago. You wanted to help me unarmed? You are admirably foolish."
"I'm only telling you the truth, Peter." Howard parked the car in the parking lot and looked at Peter seriously.
"I'm really looking for a method to kill that son of a bitch alien. I estimate I will have to pay the price of my life for this."
"What!? Mr. Howard…"
"Listen to me, Peter." Howard interrupted Peter. "That big fool does have a way. If I don't kill him, he will definitely kill me. I beg you to hold Tony back for me when the time comes. This is the purpose of my visit."
Howard reached out and pulled out the USB drive plugged into the car's center console and handed it to Peter, saying, "This contains all the video recordings about Cindy. Remember to take it back and destroy it. This is the benefit I give you."
Peter blankly took the USB drive. It wasn't until Cindy's voice rang in his ears that Peter came back to his senses again.
"Weren't we going to register?"
"Yes, that's right." Peter put the USB drive in his pocket. "We have to go to the ticket booth for registration and tickets. Mr. Howard gave us a gold card, we don't need to queue."
Big hand holding small hand, one walking more and more firmly, the other walking more and more confused.
…
"Lord MODOK!"
A person wearing a yellow protective suit stood at the entrance of the laboratory, reporting loudly.
"Come in!"
The sharp voice made the person standing at the doorway shudder, and then he honestly walked in.
"You should know that I said don't disturb me during my experiment unless it's necessary."
The big-brained MODOK manipulated his hover chair to turn around, the shocking blood on his body made his subordinate's teeth chatter.
"Yes, yes, there is, important news."
The subordinate trembled and reported Hyperion's actions to MODOK. After hearing the news, the latter couldn't help but raise his brow.
"This is good news." MODOK chuckled. He had finally managed to get in touch with the military, but he didn't expect that the leader of the other party would die in less than two days. MODOK, who was full of resentment, could only think of other methods to vent his anger.
"I was originally planning to use my new invention to take revenge on their family, but these can be used as appetizers first."
MODOK licked his lips and ordered his subordinate, "Release the news, release all the military's actions against superhumans, and remember to mark clearly that all superhuman human experiment are Ross's old timer idea."
Watching his subordinate turn and leave, MODOK couldn't help but laugh again.
"This is going to be interesting! This is going to be interesting!"
(End of chapter)
Chapter 592 Seeking Assistance
This World is never short of Big Events. Just yesterday, the strongest Superhero, Hyperion, arranged the Superhuman Registration, and today, the deceased top Military figure, General Ross, has been exposed in a Scandal.
The specific source of the News is untraceable. By the time everyone reacted, the matter was already impossible to suppress.
Under the instruction of the former top Military figure, Superhumans were secretly kidnapped to be used as material for Human Experiment, and the Military, conducting Human Experiment recklessly and without regard for consequences, was the True Culprit of the New York Event not long ago.
This huge Scandal instantly ignited Public Opinion Worldwide. Not to mention the condemnation from various countries around the World, Domestic criticism was even more vehement.
This Event quickly implicated another person, Hyperion, who had self-declared his Identity. As Ross's son, and also a powerful Superhuman himself, no one would believe Hyperion's claim that he knew nothing about this.
In an instant, Public Opinion focused entirely on Hyperion. Some people even suspected that Hyperion was not a naturally born Superhuman, but was turned into a Superhuman by his Dad Ross.
Once this conjecture emerged, Hyperion's Status as the number one Superhero instantly collapsed. In the eyes of the public, a person who trampled on countless innocent Corpse was not worthy of being called a Superhero.
Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. Hyperion, having lost Public Trust, even if he possessed Power, could no longer rely on a few Words to make all Superhumans listen to him and come to Registration.
"Who knows what he wants us to register for? Maybe he's coveting our Ability, wanting to capture us all and then rely on those Scientists to transplant our Ability to himself."
"That's right, I've always found it strange that he shoulders multiple Abilities, and each one is so strong. Maybe behind each Ability, countless people have died for it."
Hyperion read the Bad Reviews on the Network bit by bit. Even though his Expression did not change at this time, the others in the Room still did not dare to breathe loudly.
"Are you okay, Mark?"
Zarda, wrapped in Bandage, was the only one in the Room who dared to speak. Not only was she powerful, but her relationship with Hyperion was indeed extraordinary.
"I'm fine, Zarda." Hyperion shook his Head. "I just didn't expect it to be like this. Things have completely exceeded my imagination."
"You were too impatient." Zarda stepped forward and placed her Hand on Hyperion's Shoulder, Comforting him. "You could have used a gentler Method to solve this Business."
"I know, Zarda, I know." Hyperion seemed to recall something, and unconsciously clenched his Fist, accidentally crushing the mouse he was holding into Fragments.
"I will investigate this matter thoroughly. If my Father is wronged, then I will definitely find the Guy who damaged his Reputation, but if he is really as the rumors say…"
"Then I will not escape. I will face this Event and live with it, for a better tomorrow."
Looking at the radiant man in front of her, Zarda couldn't help but feel admiration. She grasped Hyperion's Hand, her meaning self-evident.
"I will always support you." Zarda pressed her Body against Hyperion's Body. "But before my Injury recovers, you need to find some helpers to help you. You can't do everything yourself."
Hyperion thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with Zarda's Idea. Next, he needed to focus his energy on his Father Ross's Business. He obviously couldn't keep guarding the Superhuman Registration Event all the time.
But, in the current Situation, would anyone really come to help them?
"Leave it to me."
Zarda saw the worry in her beloved's Heart. Her confident guarantee did dispel some of Hyperion's worries.
…
"We need your help."
Zarda looked at Magneto in front of her and directly told him her request, completely ignoring the Mutants around who were on guard.
"Is this the attitude of you Superheroes seeking help from others?" Gambit played with the Playing Cards in his Hand, crimson Energy constantly pulsing on them.
"Breaking into someone else's Home, and then forcing a negotiation? You Superheroes are really impolite!"
Scott placed his Hand on the Visor's knob, ready to fire at any moment. Beast also took off his Eyes, Storm slowly floated up, and Jean's Expression was uncertain. They were waiting for Magneto's order.
Jubilee also prepared to release her Ability, but was sneak attacked on the Head by Anole, who arrived late.
"Ouch!" Jubilee was just about to see who had sneak attacked her when she turned her Head and saw Anole's face.
"Why did you hit me?" Jubilee asked aggrievedly.
"This is not a place for you Children to interfere." Anole extended his Arm and pushed all the Students behind him.
"But we can also help." Sunspot was a little dissatisfied. He hated being treated like a Child.
"Wait until you can beat me, or get A's in all subjects." Anole retorted Sunspot with one sentence. At the same time, he still worriedly said to Colossus.
"Keep an eye on everyone, Piotr."
"Yes, sir." Colossus agreed.
Anole nodded, and then raised his Right Hand. At his summons, dozens of unknown huge Plants rose from Underfoot, each one as thick as a Human's Waist.
"Too much commotion, Anole." Magneto said, half blaming and half praising. "And you guys too, making such a big commotion is not our Mutants' way of treating guests."
Under Magneto's instruction, the Mutants relaxed, although they were still on guard, it was much better than the tense atmosphere just now.
Anole took the opportunity to withdraw his Plants. He just saw that everyone was quite serious, and it wouldn't be good if he was the only one not contributing, so he just put in some Effort.
The reason for being so Effort was precisely because of the unusual feeling from Magneto not long ago. That strange Feeling made Anole have to be careful. Who knew if Magneto would go crazy and come up with some Plan to destroy Earth.
Putting in Effort at this time, maybe he could become Magneto's Confidant. If Old Man really wanted to do some Big Event, Anole could also get something like Apocalypse's Four Horsemen to be, which would also make it convenient for him to backstab Old Man.
"I remember today is not a School holiday." Magneto casually summoned two Chairs. "Scott, take everyone out. It's not proper for Teachers and Students to gather here without Class."
"But Principal…"
"No buts, Scott."
Magneto interrupted Cyclops's Words. He casually waved his Hand and snatched Power Princess's Sword and Shield.
"I am Magneto. I am not so old that I dare not be alone in a Room with guests, let alone those who come are not bad guests, right?"
Taking back the Weapon returned by Magneto, Power Princess nodded.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 593: Draping in Yellow Robes
Scott and others, although unwilling to let Power Princess, a former enemy, be alone in a room with their leader, could not disobey Magneto's orders.
Moreover, Magneto was indeed the strongest among them, and Power Princess alone could not do anything to him.
Scott and the others were unwilling, but they had to retreat, which gave Yang Le an opportunity to understand what was happening.
"Remy! Scott!" Yang Le called out loudly to the two. "What exactly happened? Why did Power Princess of the Squadron Supreme suddenly come to Mutant Island?"
"We are not very clear either." Scott shook his head. "If Jean hadn't discovered it early, we might not have known that someone had broken into the Island until now."
"Listening to her tone, it seems like she's asking Principal for help." Gambit kept shuffling cards in his hand. "It seems that Human society over there is not as harmonious as we are here."
"Let's wait. When Principal finishes talking with that Power Princess, we should know what's going on."
"That's the only way." Yang Le nodded, bid farewell to Scott and the others, and walked towards his Farmland, while also focusing his attention on the flowers in the Principal's Office.
…
"Tell me." Magneto placed a chair next to Power Princess. "What matter requires Power Princess to grace us with her presence, and in such a wounded state?"
"Thank you." Power Princess placed her weapon at her foot, and then sat down generously on the chair. "Thank you for your trust, agreeing to talk to me alone."
"I just believe in my strength." Magneto did not accept the other party's compliment. "Just say what you have to say directly, and don't waste our time."
Power Princess sighed, and then told Magneto everything that had happened, even telling Magneto about General Ross's human experiment.
It should be known that Magneto's protectiveness of his own is famous. If he knew that mutants had received news of cruel experiments, he might fly into a rage and vent his anger on someone.
Power Princess also thought so. She was also drumming in her heart when she said this, but in order to gain Magneto's trust, she had to be unreserved. In her opinion, only in this way could she move the other party.
But to her surprise, Magneto just slightly raised his eyes after hearing about the human experiment and did not become furious as she had expected.
"Continue speaking, I think you came not just to tell me this news, right?"
Mutants are busy building a Nation, so they don't pay much attention to news from the outside world. Yang Le's clone, who is an undercover agent on Mutant Island, also only learned about this today. Unexpectedly, the outside world has become so chaotic.
"Isn't this the beginning of Civil War?" Yang Le sat under the great tree and muttered to himself. "There aren't even Avengers yet, how did it jump straight to Civil War?"
The tree that Yang Le was leaning against was not chosen casually. It should be known that although Swampfire has the ability to control plants, he cannot directly share the plants' vision with himself.
To complete this maneuver, Yang Le must connect with the plants that serve as cameras. One or two plants are okay, but more are not only easy to expose but also very inconvenient.
So Yang Le came up with a method, which is to build a Cerebro for himself like Professor X, which is the tree he is leaning against.
This sky-reaching tree is not only Yang Le's current residence, but it also connects all the plants on the Island. As long as Yang Le connects his body with the great tree, all the plants on the Island can become his eyes.
Even the situation in Magneto's office cannot escape his eyes.
"That's right." Power Princess smiled wryly. "Because of General Ross's rumor, basically no one in the outside world believes in Hyperion anymore."
"If it were before, Hyperion might have disdained it, but now is a very special period, so we need your help."
"For that Superhuman Registration Act?" Magneto smiled dismissively. "Princess, I hope you don't forget that not long ago we were still enemies drawing swords against each other, and you were also part of the persecution of mutants."
"Now that you have become the persecuted, you want to drag the mutants who have finally escaped the vortex into the water? Do you think I am very stupid?"
"Mutants have not all escaped the vortex." Power Princess showed a triumphant smile. "We all know that the mutants on Mutant Island now may not even be one-tenth of all mutants."
"What do you mean?" Magneto straightened up slightly, as if finally becoming interested.
"Leaving aside the mutants worldwide, just speaking of within America, there are still many mutants wandering around."
Power Princess stood up and continued, "Taking advantage of this Superhuman Registration Act, we can find all the mutants, and then I will persuade Hyperion to hand over all the mutant registers to you."
"At that time, you will no longer have to bother searching for compatriots. You help us first, and we will help you later. Isn't this a win-win situation?"
"A bit interesting." The corner of Magneto's mouth slightly curved up. "It seems I really have no reason to refuse, but I need to talk to Hyperion myself. You are just a messenger, and you are not qualified to make decisions for him."
"Of course." Power Princess nodded. The stone in her heart landed at this time because the most difficult part of this matter had been solved by her.
As long as Magneto is willing to talk, then this matter is basically already successful. As for Hyperion, it is not a problem at all. Even if there is a problem, she can solve it.
After discussing the specific time and location, Magneto was ready to open the door to send off the guest, but who would have thought that Power Princess did not leave.
"Is there something else?" Magneto frowned.
"I have one more business to discuss with you." Power Princess looked at Magneto in front of her seriously. "Are you preparing to become the King of all Mutants?"
Magneto raised his eyebrows. He did not expect the topic to jump so quickly, and this topic was somewhat sensitive even for him.
"If there are no accidents, I should become the leader of the mutants, right?"
A trace of red light flashed in Magneto's eyes, but neither Power Princess nor Yang Le in the dark noticed it.
"Then I am now talking to the King of Mutants." Power Princess nodded. "I am preparing to make Hyperion the King of Humans, starting with occupying the current Nation."
Magneto's pupils shrank slightly, obviously shocked by Power Princess's statement. Not to mention him, even Yang Le, who considered himself to have a strong ability to accept things, almost couldn't catch his breath when he heard this news.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 594: Magneto Meets Hyperion
Power Princess left as quietly as she had come, and none of the Mutants noticed her departure.
No one knew what she and Magneto had discussed, except for Yang Le, who had eavesdropped. He had to admit that the content of their discussion was indeed quite shocking.
Power Princess, like Wonder Woman, came from a small, peaceful Island Nation. In the DC Universe, it was called Amazon, and in the Marvel Universe, it was called Utopia.
Like Amazon, Utopia was also a Nation that gathered female warriors, and its system was based on identical traditions.
In her conversation with Magneto, Power Princess admitted that she was in love with Hyperion, and in her years of fighting for Humans, she had seen enough of their ugliness.
Power Princess believed that if they continued with the current system, even if she and Hyperion died of old age, Human society would not evolve into Utopia, and sin and evil would continue to breed.
"There must be a Leader to lead the World," Power Princess said.
Obviously, Hyperion was the Leader she deemed qualified. Power Princess was prepared to fully support Hyperion in becoming the Leader of all of humanity. To this end, she even risked herself, infiltrating alone into the Mutant Territory, which had been enemy territory not long ago.
Perhaps Power Princess's mention of the Mutant Roster piqued Magneto's interest. He showed great interest in Cooperation, stating that as long as Power Princess could get Hyperion to agree, he would agree to temporarily form an Alliance with the Squadron Supreme.
Power Princess confidently asserted that she would definitely be able to persuade Hyperion. Both sides made an Agreement to hold talks again tomorrow night.
The Location was set on an Uninhabited Island in the Atlantic Ocean. Both sides could only send one person. The Mutant side designated Magneto, while the Squadron Supreme side had to be Hyperion.
Thus, the first talks ended with both sides satisfied. Specific Cooperation would be discussed in detail after the Leaders of both sides met tomorrow night.
Yang Le, who had eavesdropped on the entire process, now only wanted to quickly pass the Message to his Main Body outside. This union between the Mutants and the Squadron Supreme was likely to have a huge impact on the World.
However, he couldn't act rashly yet. Magneto was still on the Island, and because of his Ability, any Communication Means Yang Le currently had on hand could be sensed by him.
Not to mention now, even when Magneto was still normal in the past, Yang Le would always go out under various pretexts, and only dared to contact others after leaving Mutant Island.
However, this Reason was no longer very effective now. Because of the establishment of the Mutant Nation, Magneto had temporarily prohibited all Mutants from leaving Mutant Island, ostensibly to prevent Unexpected Events.
This Order seemed normal to the Mutants. After all, most of the Mutants on Mutant Island were unwilling to return to the Environment that had harmed them. Even Scott and the others would never go out unless it was necessary.
Only Yang Le, this fake Mutant, complained endlessly. If no special situation arose, he didn't really want to expose his Identity as an Undercover agent, after all, this was a very rare and stable Information Source.
To this end, Yang Le made a decision. Tomorrow night, Magneto would leave the Island again after many days. He could use that Time to transmit the Message.
"I just hope there won't be any big trouble," Yang Le sighed. Perhaps it was the long-term pastoral life, coupled with the influence of Swampfire's DNA, that made Clone Yang Le feel that he increasingly disliked Battle.
Of course, it might also be because he was afraid that these Mutants would be affected.
Looking at Li Qianhuan, who was hiding in the fields and secretly picking Strawberries, Yang Le couldn't help but shake his head. Because he was sitting under the Great Tree that connected to all the Plants on the Island, every Plant rooted in the Soil here was his Eyes.
Li Qianhuan, who thought she was hiding very well, naturally couldn't escape his discerning eyes. But he didn't intervene to stop her. First of all, he could freely Order these Fruits to grow and ripen. As long as Yang Le was willing, he could make the Fruit grow back as soon as Li Qianhuan picked it.
Moreover, Li Qianhuan's secretly picking these Fruits wasn't for her own enjoyment. She usually only picked a few, keeping one for herself and sharing the rest with others.
Besides, what's wrong with a Child being a little gluttonous?
"I wonder how long this peace can last." Yang Le disconnected from the Great Tree, changed his Gesture, leaned against the Tree Trunk, and patiently waited for the Timing to arrive.
Time, like water, always slips away unconsciously, especially when you find something to do.
Yang Le, who had nothing to do, did not abuse his Ability. Instead, he honestly and diligently inspected all the Crops on the Island on foot. By the time he finished this Work, it was already evening of the next day.
Yang Le, leaning against the Great Tree, connected to Magneto's Treehouse. Using this as his Eyes, Yang Le silently watched Magneto, who was explaining Business to Scott.
After the latter instructed him on some Business, he pushed the Door open and left the Treehouse, then rose into the air and flew away, obviously going to his appointment.
Yang Le did not lower his guard. He watched Magneto until he could no longer see his Figure, and then carefully inspected every Corner of the Island before finally relaxing and preparing to implement his Plan.
Yang Le first left behind a Clone composed of Plants, just like in his previous encounter with the Squadron Supreme. Then, he used his Main Body to burrow Underground and swam through the Soil to the bottom of Mutant Island.
After Packaging his whole body with Soil, Yang Le drilled out from the bottom of Mutant Island and fell into the Sea like an ordinary piece of Soil.
"Splash!"
Yang Le, who had fallen into the Water, slowly sank. Eventually, at roughly the same Position, he returned to his original form and began to swim towards the nearest Island.
Although he said he needed to be careful, Yang Le didn't need to personally swim to his Main Body. Swimming to an Island further away from Mutant Island and then using a Communication Device to contact him would be enough.
…
Hyperion looked at the Island not far away. Without much effort, he could clearly see Magneto standing on the beach waiting for him. It seemed he hadn't flown in the wrong Direction.
Controlling his Speed and descending slowly, Hyperion gradually landed behind Magneto and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting."
"Not too long," Magneto turned around. "I'm just used to coming out a bit early."
After a brief exchange of greetings, Hyperion opening after a moment's hesitation.
"I'm here this time to express my attitude to you. I don't want to be the king who rules Earth. I just want to regulate Superhumans Worldwide."
"However, I am still willing to help you, after all, if the Mutant Nation is really established, it can also share a lot of the Pressure on Superhumans."
This Idea had long been in Hyperion's Brain. It could be said that besides refusing the matter of declaring himself king, another thing he came here for was to communicate with Magneto about the Problem of whether Mutants should stay or leave.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 595 Magneto Tears Off His Mask
A cool Sea Breeze stirred Hyperion's cape and Magneto's robe. The former watched the latter, waiting for his reply.
"I already expected your answer." Magneto shrugged helplessly. "Those Human rules still constrain you."
"Have you ever thought about it, Hyperion?" Magneto spread his hands. "With your Power, as long as you want, the entire Human World is just your Amusement Park, and even I would be chilled by the Power you possess."
Hyperion raised an eyebrow. This was the first time he had heard the King of Mutants in front of him show weakness. This kind of compliment from other Powerful Beings should have been a happy thing, but a sense of unease inexplicably rose in his heart.
"People living in this World cannot do whatever they want, regardless of how much Power you have." Hyperion lowered his arms, which had been crossed.
"Then why do you force Superhumans to Registration?" Magneto said with a playful expression. "Isn't your behavior also doing whatever you want by relying on Power?"
"That's right." Hyperion nodded. "Just like you said, I am indeed forcing others, and I admit this. However, the Reason I do this is to prevent Superhumans like me from appearing in the future."
Hyperion casually threw a punch, and a rock exposed on the Beach not far away shattered in mid-air.
"It's too easy for Superhumans to harm Human Life. They don't even need to go to a gun store to buy a Gun, or go to a Supermarket to buy a knife. The only cost they have to pay is almost the Time cost of harming others."
"I understood this when I accidentally broke the Butler's Hand at the age of seven." Hyperion lowered his Head and looked at his Right Hand. "I just wanted to take the Teapot from his Hand, but I accidentally broke one of his Arms. Humans are so fragile."
"From then on, I vowed to restrain myself and try to guide people like me with my own Power. That's why I became a Superhero at the age of sixteen."
Hyperion showed a look of reminiscence and said, "In my nearly ten years of Superhero career, I have always subdued those Superhumans who committed Crime, and then used my mouth to persuade them, trying to make them have Awe for Life like me, but unfortunately..."
"I couldn't be more wrong!" Hyperion clenched his Fist. "Preaching is useless. Only by breaking their Bones and letting Pain engrave preaching into their Bones can it work."
"Not everyone can have noble Quality. Only Fear can suppress those ugly Minds."
Hyperion suddenly opened his Arms, facing the whistling Sea Wind, facing the endless Horizon and Skyline, as if he was embracing the entire World.
"I will use this Power to make the World's tomorrow better."
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
Applause sounded at the right Time, and Magneto was still smiling, the applause coming from his Hands.
"What a great Ideal. If it were before, I might have been moved to tears by what you said."
Magneto slowly retracted his Hands, his Face changed, and he said, "But unfortunately, I don't have Time to play those Superhero Games with you now."
"That sounds like a pity." Hyperion frowned. "It seems that we are destined to part on bad terms tonight."
In Hyperion's view, the Reason why Magneto has such a terrible attitude now is probably because he, like Power Princess, wants to make himself the King of Humans.
Hyperion himself has no Idea about this. He now just wants to complete the Superhuman Registration, and it is best to find some like-minded people to establish a dedicated Organization.
In this way, even if he is gone, facing the constantly emerging Superhumans, Registration can continue, and it will not be overthrown after only lasting for a period of Time like those ancient monarchs.
As early as yesterday, he rejected Power Princess's persuasion, but he was still very interested in Cooperation, so he came all the way here, but it seems that Cooperation is out of the question.
"Unpleasant is for sure." Magneto smiled sinisterly. "But whether we break up or not is not up to you."
"What do you mean?"
Hyperion's question had just come out of his mouth when a Sense of Crisis came over him. He immediately took off into the Air and dodged the Storm formed by Sand Dust.
"What are you doing, Magneto!"
"Isn't it obvious? Great Hero!"
Magneto waved his Hand, and the Iron-Containing Material in the Atmosphere began to condense rapidly, eventually turning into six Iron Balls the size of eyeballs, which began to rotate continuously around his Body.
He summoned an Iron Ball to his Presence, and Magneto raised his Right Hand flashing with Electric Current and slapped it towards the Iron Ball.
"Boom!"
With a piercing roar, the Iron Ball broke through the sound barrier in an instant and shot towards Hyperion, who had just taken off into the Air, at a Speed invisible to the naked eye.
Hyperion didn't dare to take this sudden Attack head-on. As he adjusted his Body, he finally relied on his side to narrowly dodge Magneto's electromagnetic cannon in the Air.
"You can dodge one, but what about five shots fired at the same Time!"
Magneto seemed crazy. Five Iron Balls like satellites were accelerated by him at the same Time, and shot towards Hyperion, who had just dodged the first Attack, from different angles.
The Positions of the five Iron Balls were different, but although there were only a handful of them, they blocked all the Space for Hyperion to dodge. Moreover, because of their terrifying Speed and clever launch Timing, they did not leave Hyperion enough reaction Time at all.
Since he couldn't dodge, then face it head-on!
Hyperion mobilized the Cosmic Energy stored in his Body, guided it to his whole Body, and then punched his Fist at the Cannonball shot at him.
Punching and kicking, using both Hands and Feet, with five deafening Sounds, the five electromagnetic cannons were all forcibly knocked down by Hyperion.
"Powerful Physical Body!" Magneto exclaimed.
"But, this is just a greeting!"
"Boom!"
A huge Raiden struck down from the Air, hitting Hyperion, who had just retracted his Fist, straight on.
"Yah!"
Hyperion raised his Head, and orange-yellow Energy burst out from his Eyes, colliding with the lightning strike from the Air. The two powerful Energies collided together and caused a huge Explosion.
In just less than a minute of fighting, Magneto forced out a lot of Hyperion's Energy. The latter knew that he couldn't continue like this. He had to find an Opportunity to close the Distance with Magneto first, so that he could win this Battle with his Physical Ability.
However, this is almost impossible.
Just as he lowered his Head, Hyperion saw dozens of Iron Balls surrounding Magneto, just like countless Planets surrounding the Sun.
It seems that a hard Battle is inevitable.
(End of this chapter)