Minutes later, Talbot's expression was exactly as he had imagined Fury's would be after being fed shit.
Under the cover of night, as he got closer, Talbot finally saw the tornado formed by countless suspended iron sand.
Although he didn't understand why there was some rather inappropriate pink mixed in, he looked at the armored vehicles in the convoy.
What kind of crappy armored vehicles are these? So flimsy!
Too fragile!
Bad review!
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Talbot signaled the convoy to turn around. The soldiers in the vehicles moved quickly, with no thought of mocking their superior, not even deep down. On the contrary, they were very afraid that Talbot might suddenly lose his mind and order them to charge forward.
Not charging would be disobeying orders, leading to a court-martial.
Charging would mean death.
They hadn't even written their wills yet, so why charge? If Talbot insisted on charging, how would they persuade him? The soldiers' hands unconsciously moved a little closer to their holsters. Then, they understood each other's general thoughts from their eyes, revealing a tacit and slightly awkward smile.
Talbot suddenly slapped his thigh, startling the soldiers in the vehicle, whose hands went straight to their gun grips.
"Damn Black Egg, I knew he intentionally let me in with ill intentions, hehe, luckily I was prepared," Talbot couldn't help but curse Fury, forcefully trying to save face.
Talbot looked back; the black night and the black storm were heart-stopping.
"What exactly is going on?" With this question, Talbot pulled out his encrypted phone and entered the key. Soon, another military-grade satellite was aimed at the Bethesda Fountain in Central Park.
At the fountain.
The sight of Senbonzakura's Bankai shocked everyone present. Pink smoke floated in the air, then was swept into the black tornado.
Magneto pushed his hands forward, and the black tornado moved towards Mike.
"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet!"
While Magneto was absorbing and controlling the iron sand, Mike formed hand seals, and the Water from the fountain behind him surged, condensing into a Water Dragon.
The Water Dragon was two or three stories high, but compared to the fully formed black tornado, it was just a little brother.
The black tornado had a diameter of at least twenty-five meters.
The Water Dragon collided with the black tornado and instantly disintegrated.
"I wonder if Magnet Release can contend with Magneto?"
This thought flashed through Mike's mind, and he immediately ran without a word.
He remembered there was a lake ahead.
Not far away.
A Water environment provides a huge power boost to Water Release ninjas.
This time, Magneto floated directly, chasing Mike with the tornado.
"What does he want to do? Does he want to run out of the park and use buildings to block the tornado? If so, that's just being clever by half."
Firstly, if Mike moved the battlefield to a busy area, regardless of the outcome of this battle, he would become a public enemy of the city.
Secondly, Magneto hates humans and doesn't care about the lives of ordinary people.
Lastly, there's more metal in busy areas, saving the effort of extracting iron sand from underground.
Magneto watched Mike jump directly onto the Water surface, running as fast as he would on land.
"What exactly is his ability?" Magneto couldn't help but ponder. Mike reminded him of Apocalypse, which was clearly not a pleasant memory.
Running to the center of the lake, Mike stood, continuously injecting chakra into the lake from his feet.
A massive amount of dense fog rose from the lake surface.
"Does he want to hide in the fog and escape, or use the opportunity to attack?" Magneto sneered, "What's the point… Hmm?"
There was a special energy in the fog that was interfering with the magnetic field, and Magneto lost track of Mike.
"If I can't sense you hidden in the fog, then conversely, as long as I can't sense you, you're in the fog. So… it's not really losing track; I just need to confirm you're in the fog, right?" Although he miscalculated, Magneto remained calm.
Still under control.
No panic.
The black tornado approached the lake surface, immediately stirring like a whirlpool, sucking the dense fog into the tornado.
The dense fog gradually thinned.
Mike could only continuously inject chakra.
One side absorbing.
The other side creating.
It seemed to have entered a tug-of-war.
"Hoo hoo~"
Mike gasped for breath and sat down on the Water surface.
The dense fog completely dissipated.
Mike smiled and said, "How about surrendering and losing half?"
Magneto snorted coldly, "Too late!"
"No room for discussion?"
"Hmph!"
Mike exhaled a breath of turbid air, stood up, and tore off his soaking wet clothes, revealing his upper body.
Almost perfect muscle definition.
Mystique, that female pervert, swallowed her saliva as she watched.
"You're right, it's too late," Mike said, "but you seem to have misunderstood what I said. Surrendering and losing half doesn't refer to me."
"At this point, you're still dreaming!"
"Oh, let me explain," Mike said calmly:
"Firstly, I noticed that you are surrounded by a strong magnetic field, used for defending against invisible attacks. As expected of an old fox, very cautious. The barrier formed by the strong magnetic field blocked my invisible attacks. I have to say, the defense is perfectly executed."
These words startled Magneto.
Old devils are cunning, old people are shrewd.
The electromagnetic barrier was just out of caution; in fact, he hadn't noticed Mike's Senbonzakura's invisible attacks.
"Since there are no flaws, then I can only create one. I wonder if you noticed, the Water level has dropped a lot. Where did all that Water go? The answer…"
Mike pointed at the black sand-iron tornado.
"Did you notice, old man, that your stamina consumption is several times higher than normal? By the way, why create a tornado? Wouldn't a direct attack be better? Is it because the black tornado has a greater presence and is more intimidating? But wouldn't that just waste stamina and be tiring?" Mike's words were like a spear piercing Magneto's heart.
It was the truth.
His words were like a switch, making Magneto's knees suddenly buckle, almost losing his balance.
"Moreover, you actually listened to me blabbering. I'm a young man full of vigor, able to go seven times a night without pressure. While talking, I've already recovered."
"You!"
Magneto's lips trembled, his face turning White.
He was infuriated.
Anger can provide temporary energy, and Magneto did want to drive the black tornado to attack Mike, but as Mike said, he was running out of stamina.
"Ugh!"
Forcing himself to endure the discomfort, Magneto pushed suddenly, and countless iron sands shot towards Mike.
"Alas, I knew you'd get angry. When people get angry, they act recklessly. You don't have much stamina left, yet you continue to waste it," Mike sighed.
"Isn't it a bit unsporting to treat an old man like this?"
Can't think that way!
Mike quickly shook this dangerous thought out of his head.
Magneto is no ordinary old man.
This is a super old man who can turn a large city upside down.
Uh… although still an old man.
But old men are not all the same, just as women are not all the same, even if they both have tunnels; is the feeling of exploring them completely identical?
If you think so, you're probably ignorant.
Do you know about steamed buns?
Do you know about butterflies?
Getting off topic.
Stop!
"Water Release: Water Prison Jutsu!"
The lake Water surged, condensing into an enormous Water ball, enveloping Mike.
The iron sand shot into the Water Prison, losing all its force before hitting Mike.
Splash!
The Water ball disintegrated, and a large number of iron sands also fell into the lake.
Water splashed everywhere!
"It's about time to end this, old man. Go to bed."
Mike looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.
The night view of the big city.
Bright lights and bustling nightlife.
There's nothing wrong with that.