A few minutes later, Su Mu arrived at the airspace of the next classified military base. Hovering high in the sky, he stood perfectly still in the void, completely ignoring the heavy-yield anti-air missiles screaming toward him and the frantic, concentrated gunfire from the thousands of soldiers below.
The cursed energy within his body boiled, rapidly converting into the localized spatial repulsion of the Limitless. A black-red singularity rapidly expanded in his palm, growing until it was roughly half the size of a grown man.
[System Notification: Cursed Technique Reversal: Red EXP +1]
[System Notification: Cursed Technique Reversal: Red EXP +1]
[System Notification: Cursed Technique Reversal: Red EXP +1]
...
Amidst the continuous, heavenly chimes of the System, and under the paralyzed, despairing gazes of the soldiers below, the colossal black-red singularity dropped from the heavens like an apocalyptic meteor!
BOOM!
When the deafening roar finally faded and the choking clouds of dust settled, the sprawling, heavily fortified military base had completely vanished from the face of the Earth. Absolutely nothing remained except a massive, perfectly smooth, circular crater!
Confirming through the Six Eyes that the second General was completely, thoroughly dead, Su Mu took a spatial step forward. Breaking the sound barrier, he rocketed toward the next closest military black site!
Rinse and repeat!
...
Su Mu's systematic eradication of high-level military installations was instantly detected by global media outlets. Several news networks had already dispatched helicopters to broadcast live from the ruins of the destroyed bases.
Among the reporters, the most prominent was a familiar face to the global audience: the rising star of the journalism world, Eddie Brock!
Having taken a point-blank hit from Su Mu's Cursed Technique Reversal: Red back in Germany, Eddie's bones, organs, and flesh had been completely pulverized by the apocalyptic repulsive force. However, thanks to Venom pushing its alien regenerative capabilities to their absolute limits, and after lying in a coma for two weeks, Eddie had miraculously survived.
But brushing shoulders with death hadn't deterred him from covering the White Demon. His fame, his wealth, and his entire career were inextricably tied to this walking natural disaster. He couldn't walk away now!
Standing in front of the camera, the wind from the chopper whipping his hair, Eddie spoke to the billions of viewers tuning in worldwide:
"Exactly one hour ago, the White Demon began launching sudden, apocalyptic strikes against our nation's most classified military installations. Based on his established psychological profile, analysts believe this is a direct, systematic retaliation for the military's previous nuclear strike against him.
"In just sixty minutes, he has completely erased five separate military bases from the map, resulting in tens of thousands of casualties!
"The entire world is holding its breath. Is the White Demon's absolute slaughter today a formal declaration of war against the United States Government? Are we witnessing the violent prologue to an all-out war of extinction between mutants and humanity?!"
...
At Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, Professor X stared at the live news broadcast with an incredibly grim expression. His absolute worst nightmare had become a reality.
The White Demon's unilateral actions were irrevocably dragging the entire mutant race down with him. His apocalyptic slaughter had completely, perhaps permanently, shattered any remaining hope for peaceful coexistence between mutants and ordinary humans!
Hank McCoy, covered in his blue fur, walked into the office. His expression was heavy with despair.
"Professor," Beast rumbled quietly. "The Pentagon just issued an absolute ultimatum. They demand that the X-Men assist them in executing the White Demon immediately. If we refuse, the United States Government will officially classify this as an act of war by the mutant race against humanity."
Hearing Beast's words, Professor X closed his eyes. The heavy burden of leadership crushed his shoulders. He finally made the hardest decision of his life.
"Prepare the Blackbird," Charles said quietly. "We must stop him."
"But Professor... he's too powerful! We are absolutely no match for him!" Hank argued desperately. "He just effortlessly slaughtered an invading extraterrestrial armada in deep space! Based on the telemetry from that battle, his power has somehow grown exponentially since Washington!"
"I know, Hank. I know," Professor X replied, his voice laced with profound sorrow. "But we have no choice. If we don't do this, the mutant race has no future. We have to fight... for our survival."
Under Professor X's absolute resolve, Beast finally nodded and sent out the deployment orders to the X-Men.
...
Shortly after, Eddie Brock, broadcasting live from a news chopper over the ruins of the third base, received an official encrypted communique. He immediately turned to the camera.
"Breaking news! We have just received an official statement from the X-Men! They have clarified that the destruction of the military bases is the sole, isolated action of the White Demon, and it absolutely does not represent the will of the mutant race! A race war has been averted!
"Furthermore, the X-Men have formally announced that they are joining forces with the United States Military in a joint operation to hunt down and execute the White Demon!
"The Pentagon has also issued a statement, claiming they have successfully deployed an absolute, definitive weapon capable of defeating him! The military guarantees that the White Demon will not escape this time. He will be eradicated!"
The moment Eddie's broadcast aired, the global internet absolutely exploded.
First were the "supporters." Most of these were ordinary, terrified humans acting like weeds in the wind, desperately praising the White Demon online out of sheer fear that he might track their IP addresses and kill them if he conquered the world.
"I will always support the White Demon! He will crush the incompetent military and the corrupt government!" they typed, even though privately, they were praying for his immediate death.
Then there were the absolute, fanatic loyalists. Aside from a few deranged human cultists, the vast majority of this group were oppressed, disenfranchised mutants who had suffered under government persecution.
They flooded the forums with zealous devotion:
"The government is corrupt and incompetent! The Savior will lead us to tear down this broken system! We will build a new world where mutants are never hunted again!"
"The Savior is bringing us vengeance! All hail the Savior!"
Conversely, the White Demon's haters and human supremacists were celebrating wildly online, boasting that the monster's days were finally numbered now that the X-Men and the military's "ultimate weapon" were teaming up. They cheered for his impending execution, declaring that the world would finally know peace once he was dead.
Those filthy mutants can't overturn the natural order!
Meanwhile, in a highly secure, hidden safehouse, Polaris (Lorna Dane) watched the news alongside her mutant resistance cell.
Several of her passionate comrades immediately stood up, wanting to rush out and assist the "Savior" in his war against the military. But Polaris firmly blocked the door.
Faced with her friends' angry questioning, Lorna felt a bitter irony she couldn't fully explain. She had told them countless times that Su Mu was absolutely not the mutant messiah they imagined him to be. In his crystalline blue eyes, mutants and humans were equally insignificant. But her comrades were blinded by fanaticism and refused to believe her.
Having no other choice, she resorted to cold logic.
"Your powers are too weak," Lorna stated bluntly. "If you charge into a battlefield of that scale, you won't be helping the Savior. You'll just be dead weight holding him back."
That harsh truth finally managed to keep her comrades in the safehouse.
...
In another highly classified location, Magneto watched Eddie Brock's broadcast with a predatory gleam in his eyes. He turned to his Brotherhood of Mutants.
"We are mobilizing," Magneto declared, his voice ringing with absolute authority. "This is the ultimate opportunity to wipe out human resistance. If Charles is foolish enough to try and stop the White Demon to prevent a war, then we will be the ones to push this war past the point of no return!
"The future of this world belongs to Homo Superior! We are the rightful rulers of this planet!"
Behind him, the Brotherhood cheered with absolute, fanatic zeal. They had waited decades for Magneto's promised future, and right now, they were closer to it than ever before!
...
As for the chaotic, boiling global geopolitical landscape... Su Mu neither knew nor cared.
Whether the world worshipped him as a god or cursed him as a devil, he completely ignored them. He lived entirely for his own entertainment, acting solely on his own chaotic whims!
Arriving at the airspace of the next military base, Su Mu was just about to casually drop another Red to erase it, when he suddenly paused and looked toward the horizon.
The brilliant, warm smile on his face instantly grew infinitely more euphoric.
Oh? It looks like the arrogant military actually has some new toys to play with!
He extended his right hand, casually pointing his palm forward.
A blinding azure black hole and a terrifying black-red singularity rapidly materialized, violently merging in the palm of his hand to form a crackling, apocalyptic sphere of pure imaginary mass!
Well then, I suppose I should give them a proper greeting gift!
"Hollow Technique: Purple."
The terrifying purple sphere violently tore through the fabric of space, screaming directly toward the armada of two hundred Sentinel robots rocketing toward him at supersonic speeds!
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