"Bolivar, that useless bastard!"
"All that talk about foolproof security, and now Magneto has dragged him out in front of billions. I'd like to see how he explains this!"
In the darkness, some people were furious and humiliated, but to the many ordinary people who knew nothing of the truth, the sight only felt new and strange.
What exactly was this place? Why had it been hidden in the uninhabited wastes of Antarctica?
And what kind of people were inside this mysterious structure? Why would Magneto go so far as to create such a huge spectacle for them?
Inside the base.
Originally, everyone had been staring curiously at the footage, wanting to see what grand display their formidable enemy was planning this time.
But the moment the hurricane formed from vibranium began to spin, the base buried deep beneath the earth began shaking violently in perfect sync.
"Damn it! This place has been exposed!"
"We are Magneto's real target!"
"Quick, release all strategic reserves!"
By the time Bolivar realized this, the enormous base had already been completely seized under Magneto's control.
His orders had not even begun to be carried out. With a thunderous crash, they were already torn completely out of the earth and laid bare beneath the eyes of billions.
"You forced me into this, Magneto!"
Bolivar's eyes instantly turned blood-red. His gaze locked firmly onto the massive figure beside him.
"Consciousness upload in progress..."
Outside.
Under countless watching eyes, that supposedly impregnable base suddenly opened a bottomless black hole.
The next moment, countless dark shapes shot out from within at tremendous speed.
The shadows varied in size. The largest were a full ten meters tall, while even the smallest were more than two meters high. Without exception, however, all of them had hideous, terrifying designs, their entire bodies covered in dense scale-like armor.
The high-definition cameras faithfully transmitted these images to the world.
As their scarlet eyes flickered, their cold killing intent seemed bone-chilling. Even through a screen, countless people instinctively sucked in a breath.
Just from their appearance, anyone could tell how terrifyingly lethal these monsters were.
"As all of you can see, in order to destroy mutants, in order to wipe out our entire race, certain people with malicious hearts created these machines born solely for slaughter."
"Just a few days ago, they were sent to the island of the Brotherhood of Mutants, where they inflicted enormous casualties and losses upon us."
Surrounded on all sides by these machines, Magneto's voice sank lower.
Without anyone noticing, a faint tremor had entered his tone, as if he were mourning his fallen kin.
"But!"
"These setbacks have not defeated us. Today, I will let everyone see clearly that every plot and scheme aimed at us is so fragile, so insignificant once exposed beneath the sun!"
"Please enjoy the show."
Before his impassioned words had fully faded, the densely packed Sentinel robots seemed to receive some kind of summons. All manner of attacks came roaring in.
Laser beams came first, followed closely by bone-chilling frost.
Amid the sharp stink of gunpowder smoke, countless specialized bullets and micro-missiles also came streaking from afar.
For a time, rays of every color dyed the white expanse of heaven and earth in new shades. The overwhelming barrage of attacks nearly swallowed Magneto's small figure completely.
Everyone in front of their screens instinctively held their breath.
Buzz.
An invisible force field suddenly spread outward. As if it had severed him from the entire world, it easily blocked every attack outside.
Explosions shook heaven and earth. When the smoke finally dispersed, that figure standing as straight as a sturdy pine remained proudly in place, without even the slightest crease in the corner of his coat.
"Ah..."
Gasps rose one after another from all around the world. Whether they were disappointment or relief, no one could say.
"Rise!"
With one quiet command, a shrill buzzing sound tore through the air between heaven and earth. Countless silver-white vibranium blades surged up from underground.
An inexplicable magnetic fluctuation spread from the blades. In the next instant, Magneto slowly opened both arms and lifted his head high, watching without blinking as countless towering Sentinel robots charged toward him.
In the next moment, a piercing howl erupted.
The countless vibranium blades had now completely become weapons for harvesting Sentinels. In an instant, their speed accelerated past the speed of sound.
Deafening sonic booms rang out one after another. Through the especially active magnetic field of Antarctica, every inch of the battlefield was imprinted clearly in Magneto's mind.
Every blade precisely carved through a Sentinel's body. A larger metal storm formed in an instant.
Under the cover of polar night, auroras filled the sky, illuminating layer upon layer of silver-white reflections.
Wherever the metal storm passed, countless severed metal limbs and broken mechanical bodies fell from the sky one after another. Amid the roar of cannon fire and lasers, more and more Sentinels became souls beneath Magneto's blade.
With the main force already nearly annihilated by Fenris alone, these remaining Sentinels, uneven in quality, were no match for Magneto at all. This was even more true when he had such an abundant supply of vibranium to supplement his power.
In less than fifteen minutes, dense wreckage had already formed a thick layer across the ice field.
When the final blade passed through a Sentinel's body, a sharp ripping explosion rang out. After that, no more machines flew out of the pitch-black opening.
Silence.
Whether in Antarctica or among the people around the world watching their screens, there was only an indescribable silence.
At this moment, countless people stared at the screen in stunned disbelief.
Those bizarre machines were clearly no harmless things. With their overwhelming numbers, the threat they represented would have been enough to give any nation a terrible headache.
Yet such a force had been slaughtered so easily, so effortlessly, by a single person with a wave of his hand.
Magneto, this giant of mutantkind, had once again displayed his formidable power before everyone in the most forceful manner possible.
Whoosh.
Countless vibranium blades began gradually slowing at that moment.
As the metal storm faded, the blades slowly merged together in midair.
A gigantic sword nearly a hundred meters tall quietly took shape.
Boom!
After a deafening crash, the silver-white greatsword descended from the sky and plunged deep into the ice field covered in Sentinel wreckage.
An exquisite crossguard formed, and Magneto stood proudly upon it.
He looked down at the ruined ground below. At this moment, the wreckage covering the earth was like Bolivar's pride itself, utterly crushed, then nailed viciously into the ground.
The camera faithfully recorded this scene.
In plazas across the world, countless people looked up at the screens embedded into buildings.
Only no one knew whether they were looking up at the footage, or looking up at the man inside it.
(End of Chapter)
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