Nightcrawler, the teleporting mutant.
He could teleport to any place he laid his eyes on.
In a confined battle, his ability could even surpass the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze.
But his close-combat skills and physical condition were average.
The moment he appeared in the conference room, Jean Grey reacted instantly.
Using her mind, she hurled chairs and stools at the shadow!
"Bang~"
Except for a few unlucky officials who were knocked down, Jean Grey didn't even graze Nightcrawler.
"Backup needed! The opponent's ability is unknown! He seems capable of invisibility or short-range teleportation!"
Jean Grey reported anxiously.
From a distance, Wolverine, responsible for perimeter security, rushed over.
Yujin looked at the panicking politicians in the conference room.
He lifted his hands to form a seal, then lowered them again.
In wars, politicians shake hands, arms dealers fill their pockets, and it's always the families of soldiers and civilians who suffer.
Whether these people lived or died seemed irrelevant to him.
"Watch out!"
Just as Yujin prepared to hold back, a nail suddenly shot through the window straight toward Jean Grey!
The Three-Tomoe Sharingan locked onto the nail.
Observation Haki predicted the imminent situation.
From behind Yujin, Tail-Kagune suddenly leapt out!
"Clang!"
It blocked the nail just in time.
Jean Grey's eyes widened at the scene.
She quickly grabbed her walkie-talkie and broadcasted: "Magneto has arrived!"
On the lush lawn of the White House, an elderly man in a flowing black robe floated silently in midair.
The wind gently lifted the corners of his robe and silver hair.
His figure exuded a cold, imposing aura that sent shivers down anyone's spine.
Around him, dozens of cars hovered as if controlled by an invisible hand, defying gravity.
Among the floating cars, a massive tank drew attention.
Magneto slightly opened his hands, and the tank's cannon adjusted its aim.
Target: White House.
Wolverine appeared like a black lightning bolt, charging forward.
His whiskered face trembled with anger, eyes gleaming with a beast-like ferocity.
Sharp claws extended from his fingertips, and with unstoppable momentum, he rushed straight toward Magneto.
However, just as he was about to get close to Magneto, something ridiculous happened.
His claws seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, uncontrollably stabbing toward his own knee.
With a "pfft," the claws sank deep into his knee.
Wolverine instantly lost his balance and toppled forward, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Dust flew everywhere as he hit the earth in a truly humiliating way, mouth full of grass from the lawn.
Magneto floated in the air, a faint mocking smile on his face.
"Logan, you really never learn, do you?" he said casually.
At that moment, the sky suddenly changed.
The clear blue sky was instantly covered by dark clouds!
Storm appeared before Magneto like a goddess descending from the sky.
She wore a white battle suit, her silver-white hair whipping wildly in the wind.
Her eyes were sharp, determined.
She raised both hands, and the air around her began to swirl violently.
The wind howled, shaking the trees, pressing the grass tightly to the ground.
Magneto waved both hands forcefully, sending the floating cars hurtling toward Storm!
Storm remained calm.
She took a deep breath and blew out powerfully.
A strong gust of wind erupted from her, diverting the incoming cars.
Some flipped in the air, colliding with each other, creating loud crashes and ringing metal sounds.
Then, Storm brought her hands together and pulled them apart sharply.
Lightning crackled between her palms, and she hurled it at Magneto with all her strength.
The lightning cut across the night sky, glowing brilliantly, a surge of raw electricity aimed straight at Magneto.
Magneto quickly manipulated the surrounding cars, forming a shield of metal that intercepted the lightning.
The electricity struck the metal barrier, producing a blinding flash and crackling sounds as the current spread across the surfaces, illuminating the area.
The powerful Omega-level mutant Storm had gained the upper hand in the first clash against Magneto.
But unfortunately, Storm was still young.
In the eyes of the battle-hardened veteran Magneto, she had raw power but lacked experience.
A barely noticeable steel spike shot suddenly from behind her!
With a dull "thunk," it pierced her back, the force driving through her body.
Blood gushed from the wound, falling onto the grass below.
Pain and shock flashed in Storm's eyes.
Her body lost all strength, and like a kite with its string cut, she plummeted from the sky.
As Storm fell, the sky—once thickly veiled by dark clouds—seemed to lose its support and soon cleared again.
Wolverine lay on the ground, battered and struggling, trying desperately to pull the claws lodged in his knee out.
Not far away, Storm was lying motionless, her life hanging in the balance.
With just a glance, Magneto had taken down two X-Men, and even Yujin, watching from the corridor, felt like he might need to make a quick exit.
Magneto laughed as he watched Wolverine strain to free the claws stuck in his bones.
"Being a human's lapdog isn't comfortable, is it? You traitorous mutants deserve to die!" he jeered.
But before his laughter even faded, a blinding laser shot straight at him.
Sensing danger, Magneto quickly mobilized a line of cars, stacking them tightly together.
Under his magnetic control, the cars moved swiftly, forming a barrier.
The laser slammed into them, sizzling and glowing as metal bent and melted under the intense heat, dripping onto the grass with plumes of smoke rising.
Cyclops didn't pause. He increased the laser's power, and for a tense moment, neither side gained the upper hand.
Using his keen perception, Yujin warned Jean Grey, who was about to jump out the window to help.
"That teleporting assassin is going for Cyclops!"
"Ah!"
Jean Grey quickly turned toward Cyclops, and sure enough, black smoke flickered violently, signaling that the assassin was about to reach him.
Cyclops, focused on the fight ahead, had no idea what was coming from behind.
If that strike landed… he would be in serious trouble.
"No! Don't!" Jean Grey's hair lifted uncontrollably, and her body trembled slightly.
Seeing this, Yujin didn't take any chances, fearing the woman might transform into the Dark Phoenix and tear the Earth apart.
In this critical moment, he unleashed his ultimate technique—Raiju Armored Enhancement!
The feather left his hand wrapped instantly in a deep, mysterious aura, gleaming with a black-blue metallic shine.
Blue lightning-like chakra swirled around the feather, twisting the surrounding air with its immense energy.
The feather shot forward with unstoppable force, slicing through the air toward the teleporting Nightcrawler behind Cyclops.
Its speed was like a streak of black and blue lightning, too fast to blink.
Nightcrawler had just appeared behind Cyclops, knife raised high, ready to strike at the unsuspecting hero.
In that very instant, Lightning Feather had arrived!
A muffled thunk sounded as his feather cut viciously into the Nightcrawler's arm.
The immense force instantly severed the entire arm from the shoulder in a clean slice!
Blood gushed from the Nightcrawler's stump like a fountain, spilling onto the lush green lawn and instantly staining the grass a vivid red.
The Nightcrawler's eyes widened in shock and pain.
His body staggered backward involuntarily, and the sword in his hand clattered to the ground with a sharp clang.
His severed arm lay alone on the grass, like a discarded, withered branch—grotesque and horrifying.
The sudden turn of events left everyone present frozen.
The once tense and fierce battlefield fell into a brief, stunned silence.
Jean covered her mouth with her hands, her initial fear slowly fading, replaced by a hint of relief.
She didn't notice that behind her, Yujin was even more tense.
A Level Five mutant gone mad—neither man nor God could stop him.
Cyclops sensed the anomaly behind him and quickly turned around.
Seeing the scene before his eyes, he let out a long breath of relief.
Not wearing his protective visor, his laser shot straight at the Nightcrawler, aiming to finish him off.
The Nightcrawler immediately activated his ability and escaped.
High above the battlefield, Magneto's gaze locked onto the suddenly appearing Yujin.
His voice boomed across the palace, "Where did that Charles guy dig up another mutant?"
Yujin quickly waved his hands, "Wait! Don't act just yet. I have to ask—do you have children? A daughter, perhaps? Well-developed?"
He gestured with both hands across his chest in a cradling motion.
"Nothing else, I just want to… compare versions."
Magneto didn't give Yujin a friendly glance.
"Looking for death!"
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