Traitors, dedicate your lives to the great cause of Mutant."
Below the tower, a Mutant's hands glowed with purple light, which then spread from his hands to the Epsilon-level Mutants who had been captured.
The Mutant screamed in unison as their life force was greatly drained by the purple light, which then shot into the sky and merged into Magneto's body.
Magneto felt like he was about to explode and quickly placed his hand on the control panel. The control panel activated, and the metal circles rotated rapidly from slow to fast under the influence of magnetic force.
Following that, a growing white light appeared above the instrument—that was the radiation energy wave.
After the energy wave appeared, the surrounding magnetic field began to become chaotic, causing the live broadcast to fluctuate continuously. Nick Fury immediately shouted, "Launch missiles! Coulson, Barton, find cover!"
Six fighter jets circling nearby heard the command and immediately flew in unison towards Manhattan. Then, they simultaneously pressed the button, and six missiles with long white tails shot towards the tower.
"The opportunity has come."
Upon seeing the missiles, Psylocke immediately condensed a purple long whip with mental energy and lashed it towards the spiky part of the tower. Then, she ran a few steps forward and swung herself over.
What, Psylocke wasn't afraid of missiles? Of course not, she knew very well that Magneto would definitely deal with those missiles.
"A bunch of idiots, who told you I used my full power?"
Magneto sneered. He raised one hand, and the missiles made a U-turn in the air, returning along their original path. The pilots' expressions drastically changed, and they quickly controlled their fighter jets to evade.
Unfortunately, under Magneto's precise guidance, all these fighter jets were hit by the missiles. Boom, boom, boom… six fighter jets turned into six large fireballs falling from the sky.
The citizens' hearts sank when they saw the fighter jets turn into fireballs. At the same time, as the magnetic force strengthened, the live broadcast began to disappear.
"The radiation wave is coming soon, everyone run, or hide in the basement."
Roshan finished her last sentence and ran at top speed towards the underground parking lot ahead. As far as she knew, that parking lot was very deep, and might be able to evade the radiation wave.
"Let's go all out."
Seeing the missiles fail, the X-Men, Coulson, Barton, Spider-Man, and others gritted their teeth, trying their best to break through the steel fortress. Mystique, Toad, and others desperately tried to stop them. Whether the great cause of Mutant could succeed depended on this one time.
At the same time, Psylocke jumped onto the tower. Then, she agilely climbed to Tony Stark's side and condensed a small knife with mental energy to cut open the wire.
"Hot stuff, keep it up."
Tony was overjoyed. Just then, a red figure suddenly appeared beside Psylocke and slashed at her head with a knife. Psylocke quickly dodged, and Red Devil, dressed in a suit, smiled and disappeared.
Psylocke felt a bad premonition and was about to escape when the iron bars on the tower wrapped around her like ropes, which was Magneto's doing.
Psylocke sighed and said, "It seems this money can't be earned."
Tony's hopes were dashed, and he said unhappily, "You still have time to regret not earning money? We are about to die."
"You are about to die, not me. Magneto generally doesn't kill Mutant. Besides, that instrument probably has no effect on us Mutant."
Psylocke said casually. If not for that, would she have taken on this mission?
Tony became even more annoyed. He looked down at the street and couldn't help but murmur, at this point, why hasn't that powerful, show-off guy appeared coolly riding his motorcycle?
"The new era of Mutant, begins now."
Having dealt with the trouble, Magneto fully activated the instrument, and the radiation energy wave expanded wildly, making all the streets of Manhattan clearly visible.
The citizens' hearts sank to rock bottom. Just then, a reversed cross spaceship suddenly appeared in the sky. Following that, the citizens, filled with fear and despair, were pulled into an illusion.
"Hello, I am a Hell Messenger."
Yelena said with a smile to the man in the suit, "As long as you are willing to sign your soul after Death to our Hell, we will save you from Manhattan."
"Hell Messenger?"
The man in the suit was very shocked. He thought for a moment and asked, "Can you really save me?"
"Of course we can."
Yelena projected several light screens and said, "You should have heard of the Peace Knights. They are the salvation messengers sent by our Hell. We have always been saving people.
Also, this spaceship is ours. After you sign the contract, we will send robots to rescue you into the spaceship. Magneto's radiation wave cannot penetrate our spaceship."
"The Peace Knights are actually Hell Knights?"
The man in the suit was a bit dumbfounded. He asked, "How do I know if you devils will keep your word?"
"We honor contracts, and the Peace Knights have saved more than just one or two people."
Yelena said, "Those saved by us have always lived. We will patiently wait until you die before collecting your souls."
The man in the suit was still hesitant. He said, "It's not yet time to despair. The Ghost Rider might come out to save us, just like before."
"Sir, I'm sorry, that Ghost Rider is a knight of our Hell, not an angel of Heaven."
Yelena's smile widened, "The reason he acts is to save the contractors who have signed a contract."
"The Ghost Rider is from your Hell?"
The man in the suit was completely dumbfounded, even a little broken. His worshipped angel was actually a devil from Hell? Can this world still have trust?
Yelena said, "Hell also has angels, sir. Please, will you sign the contract? If not, I will send you away. There are many people in danger now, and I am very busy. We in Hell also have performance evaluations."
"Hell also cares about performance?"
The man in the suit was speechless. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll sign."
In another office, a female white-collar worker adjusted her glasses and said, "Since the Ghost Rider is yours, he will definitely act again. Why should I sign a contract?"
"He might not act, you know."
The blonde Black Widow said, "This time, we are deploying a total of five thousand robots. They can only save a maximum of five thousand people. If the number of people who sign the contract is less than this, then the Ghost Rider will not act, because the robots can handle everything.
If the number of people who sign the contract is more than five thousand, then the Ghost Rider will act to deal with Magneto. We in Hell are the most compliant with contracts. As long as you sign, we will definitely protect your safety.
The question now is, do you want to bet on how many people will sign the contract?"
The female white-collar worker hesitated. She gritted her teeth and said, "I can give you my soul after Death, but you have to save me and my child."
The blonde Black Widow smiled and handed over the contract: "You can."
In the office, Andrew looked at the continuously rising number of contracts and was very satisfied. But then again, when did the Ghost Rider become the spiritual reliance of Manhattan citizens? This is unscientific.