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[Limitless Lv.2 (1/300): Interferes with matter at the atomic level to manipulate space. The closer an object gets to the user, the slower it becomes, making it impossible to ever touch the user.]
A flood of profound spatial comprehension cascaded into Su Mu's consciousness, rapidly elevating his mastery over the Limitless.
At Level 1, the maximum effective range of his absolute spatial barrier was roughly five centimeters from his physical vessel. Now, at Level 2, that distance had doubled. The boundary of his absolute defense extended up to ten centimeters away!
Furthermore, because the Limitless serves as the fundamental bedrock for both Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue and Cursed Technique Reversal: Red, leveling it up directly enhanced the catastrophic output of both techniques.
Not only was the activation speed vastly improved, but their overall destructive yields had been massively amplified.
If he were to fire the newly upgraded Red at the Abomination right now, he calculated that the singularity wouldn't have just launched the beast several kilometers before breaking through his spine. It would have instantaneously blown a gaping hole straight through his chest on impact!
Having finalized the negotiation for the Abomination and the Hulk with Nick Fury, Su Mu simply stood in the center of the cratered intersection, casually waiting for his "buyers" to arrive.
For the entire thirty minutes he waited, absolutely no one dared to approach. The heavily armed military strike teams maintained a wide perimeter, only daring to monitor him through long-range optics. Even the infamously stubborn and fearless General Thunderbolt Ross kept his mouth shut.
During his obsessive hunt for the Hulk, Ross had fully realized the absolute gap in power between a normal human and a gamma-irradiated monster.
Now, facing the White Demon—an entity who had just effortlessly toyed with two monsters vastly stronger than the military's entire combined arsenal—Ross wasn't stupid enough to throw away his soldiers' lives in a completely futile attack.
Hidden in the shadows of the surrounding buildings, various mutants watched the white-haired figure standing in the center of the ruins with overwhelming, fanatical excitement. That was their God!
The God of Mutants!
For so long, mutants had been relentlessly oppressed, hunted like animals, and subjected to horrific, inhumane experiments in hidden black sites. Now, a being had finally arisen who could casually crush their oppressors!
He just stood there. Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers surrounded him, yet none of them dared to take a single step forward. None of them dared to fire a single bullet, let alone launch a missile!
Because they knew with absolute certainty that their weapons were entirely useless. Attacking would only serve to mildly annoy the White Demon and provoke him into slaughtering them all!
SHIELD operated with characteristic efficiency. A short time later, a sleek Quinjet descended from the sky, hovering above the ruined street. Several agents disembarked, led by a very familiar face: Agent Phil Coulson.
Standing just behind Coulson, gripping a high-tech compound bow, was a man with sharp, predatory eyes. Hawkeye.
Clint Barton observed the white-haired youth with intense curiosity, then let his gaze drift across the apocalyptic landscape, finally settling on the multi-kilometer-long trench carved into the earth.
If he hadn't seen the satellite footage with his own eyes, he absolutely would not have believed that this seemingly slender, ordinary-looking kid contained such incomprehensibly catastrophic power.
Su Mu ignored Hawkeye completely. He looked directly at Coulson.
"The Hulk and the Abomination are over there. You guys can take over. Just a friendly tip: make sure you use Vibranium or Adamantium restraints. Otherwise, you have zero chance of keeping them contained once they wake up."
Coulson listened to Su Mu casually dish out advice as if he were selling two used cars. He couldn't help but offer a bitter, strained smile.
The White Demon... is truly terrifying.
His sudden emergence had completely obliterated the delicate balance of power between ordinary humans and mutants. If they were only considering internal Earth politics, neither Coulson nor Director Fury would ever want an uncontrollable, god-like mutant like Su Mu to exist.
But when looking at the bigger picture—the cosmic scale—Su Mu's existence was an absolute necessity!
SHIELD knew that Earth was just a tiny, primitive backwater in a universe filled with infinitely more glorious and terrifying civilizations. They could be annihilated at any moment. They needed a weapon of mass destruction.
After dispensing his advice, Su Mu addressed Coulson one last time.
"Agent Coulson, don't forget to wire the two hundred million into my account. I'll be taking my leave now."
Without waiting for Coulson to reply, volatile blue cursed energy violently flared around Su Mu's physical vessel. He bent his knees and launched himself into the air, his feet shattering the asphalt. He landed gracefully on the side of a nearby skyscraper, using the vertical surface as a springboard before vanishing entirely into the night sky.
Su Mu wasn't worried about SHIELD stiffing him on the bill. These agents were incredibly smart, and Nick Fury was even smarter. They wouldn't make a choice as colossally stupid as scamming the White Demon.
Watching Su Mu disappear, Coulson pressed his earpiece, briefly reporting the successful extraction to Nick Fury. He then turned to Hawkeye.
"Agent Barton. What's your professional assessment of him?"
Hawkeye was still staring intently at the skyscraper Su Mu had used to launch himself. The reinforced concrete facade was severely spider-webbed from the sheer kinetic force of the boy's jump. Clint remained silent for a long moment before answering.
"It's hard to believe that kind of power belongs to a human being. The sheer scale of his output is so terrifying it feels entirely surreal. It makes me seriously question what the point of my decades of rigorous training even is.
"If I had to fight him, I would be instantly killed without the slightest chance to fight back. My entire combat style relies on specialized arrows. But the White Demon's raw speed is beyond my kinetic vision tracking. I couldn't hit him even if I wanted to. And even if a shot miraculously landed, that terrifying spatial defense..."
Hawkeye trailed off, but Coulson perfectly understood what Agent Barton left unsaid.
That absolute defense is completely unsolvable!
Unless they could somehow deploy an attack that literally severed the concept of space, nothing would touch him. And aside from highly specific mutant abilities, human technology simply didn't possess spatial weaponry!
Coulson gently patted Hawkeye's shoulder, offering a comforting smile.
"Don't sell yourself short, Agent Barton. You are exceptionally skilled. After all, there is only one White Demon in the world."
"Yeah," Clint sighed softly. "Only one White Demon..."
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Arriving back at the penthouse of Stark Tower, Su Mu found Tony Stark already waiting for him. Seeing Su Mu return, Tony immediately began circling him like an overly curious mechanic, using the Mark IV's built-in optical sensors to continuously scan the boy.
"How the hell did you do that?! You casually crushed two indestructible monsters without breaking a sweat! Are you even biologically human?!"
Tony Stark finally couldn't hold back the question that had been burning in his mind.
Su Mu chuckled. He looked at Tony, a brilliant, almost condescending smile on his face.
"Tony, the universe is incredibly vast, and equally terrifying. I am absolutely not the strongest entity out there right now. Even just on this tiny planet, there are beings far more powerful than me!
"The Dark Phoenix. The Sorcerer Supreme. You need to broaden your horizons, Mr. Stark!"
"Seriously?" Tony asked, highly skeptical. But seeing the absolute certainty in Su Mu's smile, his expression grew deadly serious.
He finally realized that the world was infinitely more complex and dangerous than he had ever imagined. If even the god-like Su Mu admitted he wasn't the strongest, what kind of incomprehensible cosmic horrors were out there?!
The Dark Phoenix? The Sorcerer Supreme? Who were these people, and what kind of apocalyptic power did they wield?!
Wait. Sorcerer?
"Are you telling me there are literal sorcerers on Earth? People who cast magic spells?" Tony asked, his scientific mind reeling.
"Of course."
Tony stood in stunned silence, processing the paradigm shift. Then, recalling Su Mu's earlier statement, he asked, "You said you aren't strong enough to beat them right now. Do you think you'll win in the future?"
Su Mu flashed a brilliant, absolutely unbothered smile.
"Nah, I'd win."
It was the exact same quote, delivered with the exact same transcendental confidence as Gojo Satoru. But armed with the System, Su Mu was absolutely determined to write a completely different ending for himself!
He! Su Mu!
Absolutely refused to be cut in half!
Meanwhile, aboard the Quinjet transporting the restrained Banner and Abomination back to the Helicarrier, Coulson received a new, highly classified directive from Director Fury via his earpiece.
"Agent Coulson. We have a confirmed 0-8-4 in New Mexico. A massive impact crater. There's a strange hammer sitting dead center in the crater, and absolutely no one can lift it. I'm assigning you to investigate the artifact. I promise, after this assignment, I'll finally approve your vacation time."
Coulson instinctively rubbed his receding hairline. He sighed heavily, terminating the comms link.
"Yeah, right, Director. You've used that exact line on me way too many times."
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