American Comics: Starting from the Invincible Young Hero

Chapter 64 What nuclear bomb?
"Berserker Beast..."

Omnipotent recognized the crazed white beast from the daytime, a fearsome warrior renowned throughout the universe, who reveled in killing and fighting.

Even he was taken aback by the power his nephew Russell displayed in the battle against the berserker.

Especially the lasers emitted from those eyes are so powerful that they can even slightly injure a berserker.

Although the Berserker's defenses are stronger than its indestructible lion claws.

But the Berserker Beast is still one of the strongest creatures in the universe!
"but……"

My nephew Russell doesn't seem to have any feelings for those strangers; he probably won't stop me from conquering the world.
If we stop it...

The All-Round Hero frowned.

"It can't be delayed any longer."

From the very beginning, when Russell awakened his power, he only had a slight advantage in speed compared to Mark, a descendant of Wittrum. But step by step, he has now surpassed Mark in all aspects of strength.

Even though he couldn't match her in strength and speed, her dangerous laser eyes made him feel threatened.

If his nephew Russell continues to improve his abilities, then...

"We have to make a move!" All-Round Man took a deep breath, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

……

"Traveling into the X-Men world."

After locking the bedroom door, Russell changed into his battle suit, took a deep breath, and prepared to check out the newly formed X-Men universe.

It was not just a universe that could provide him with many powerful templates, but also a new world where he could gain conquest points.

The X-Men universe.

In the 20th century, the racial issues between mutants and humans persisted and attracted close global attention.

Di di di
The piercing sirens echoed over the Nevada nuclear missile military base, Anvil.

Eric Lansher, suspended fifty feet in the air, overlooks the base below.

He was handsome, in the prime of his life, with slightly graying temples and a sharp, capable demeanor—he was better known by his other name, 'Magneto'.

Magneto's crimson cape fluttered in the dry desert wind, and his metal helmet gleamed blindingly in the sunlight.

It made him appear like a high and mighty god about to deliver judgment.

"This is your last warning. Run for your lives."

Magneto's voice, amplified by magnetic vibrations, reverberated throughout the base without the need for an amplifier: "Before what I'm about to do, I don't want to cause any more bloodshed."

Colonel Williams, the base commander, stood in the central control room, sweat trickling down his temples.

"Attention all units! Target confirmed: mutant terrorist Magneto. Execute 'Hammer Protocol'! Repeat, execute 'Hammer Protocol'!"

Despite it being an internal communication, Magneto, high in the sky, smirked slightly and scoffed, "A foolish choice."

The automatic turrets on the perimeter of the base were the first to launch an attack, with all sixteen turrets on the left and right turning simultaneously, their 20mm cannons spitting fire.

When the bullets were still ten feet away from Magneto, they all froze in mid-air, like insects frozen in amber.

"Give it back to you."

Magneto waved his hand lightly, and thousands of bullets returned at an even faster speed, causing the turrets to explode one after another, turning into burning scrap metal.

The base's drone formation immediately took off, with twelve 'Falcon Eagle' drones roaring out of the underground hangar, their missile racks fully loaded with air-to-air weapons.

As if he knew everything happening in the base beneath his feet, Magneto didn't even move. He simply raised his left hand, spread his fingers, and then clenched his fist.

Bang bang bang!
The drones that had just taken off emitted a piercing metallic twisting sound as their outer shells crumpled like paper and their engines exploded inside.

Fireballs from the 12th Regiment exploded inside the base, collapsing buildings and causing heavy casualties among the troops, with burning debris raining down in all directions.

"Armored units!" Colonel Williams roared into the communicator, his eyes blazing with fury. "All tank units, attack immediately!"

The ground shook as M1A2 main battle tanks rolled out of their armored garages, their massive gun barrels pointing directly at the intruders in the sky.

Magneto finally lowered his altitude, his boots lightly touching the ground. Standing in the base, facing the torrent of steel, he gently shook his head.

"You humans always rely on these metal toys."

The first tank fired, the 120mm smoothbore gun roaring deafeningly as depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds were fired at a speed of 1,700 meters per second.

Magneto merely raised an eyebrow, and the cannonball suddenly stopped three feet in front of him, hovering and spinning.

With a backhand swing, the shell pierced the tank turret that fired it at an even faster speed, triggering an internal ammunition explosion, and the entire tank disintegrated in a fireball.

The remaining tanks opened fire simultaneously.

But all the shells remained suspended in mid-air before Magneto casually tossed them toward the surrounding fortifications. Explosions raged, destroying concrete walls and machine gun emplacements with their own shells.

Magneto walked forward, his cape draped over his shoulders like a majestic robe, and made an elegant gesture with one hand.

The tank's gun barrel began to twist, bending and drooping like melted wax.

The armor plates were torn open by an invisible force, revealing the terrified crew inside.

“A pointless battle,” Magneto said. “Leave before I change my mind.”

"Help!"

The tank crews scrambled out of their disabled vehicles and fled into the base.

Magneto did not pursue; his gaze was already fixed on the nuclear missile silos standing in the distance.

He leaped to a stop in front of the heavy steel gate, reached out and lightly touched its surface, and the gate groaned.

Hinges snapped one after another, and tens of tons of metal were torn apart by an invisible force.

"Seal off the missile silos immediately! We can't let him succeed!"

The technicians retreated in terror, one of them trembling as he pressed the alarm button. The electromagnetic shielding door began to close, and the composite armor layer designed to withstand the impact of a nuclear blast slid into place.

"ridiculous."

Magneto raised his hands, and the entire launch silo began to shake.

The electromagnetic shielding door suddenly stopped halfway through closing, then twisted and deformed like tin foil being kneaded by a giant's hand.

"You think lead and concrete can stop me?" Magneto flew into the control room. "My electromagnetic waves control more than just metal!" "Halt! Don't come any closer!" Colonel Williams' face was resolute and fierce as he suddenly fired several shots!

How many times has this happened?
You humans never learn.

The bullets ricocheted back, riddling the enemy with holes, leaving their bodies lying in pools of blood. Magneto, facing a group of trembling researchers, gave a slight sneer.

"How pathetic how weak you are. What do you have besides firearms?"
Such a race should step aside and let us mutants rule and possess this world. You should obediently accept your fate of being eliminated and swept into the dustbin of history.

Whizzing!

"Stop, Magneto! We will never allow you to launch a nuclear missile and endanger the world!"

Outside the control room window, a streamlined Blackbird fighter jet broke the sound barrier at supersonic speed and flew in from the sky.

A beautiful woman dressed in a yellow suit and made of black pearls flew out of the fighter jet, firing powerful lightning bolts that pierced the sky and shot straight at Magneto.

X-Men!

You can't stop me.

"I'm saving mutants, and you shouldn't stop me!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Magneto was not surprised at all. He waved his hand and created a magnetic shield that could easily withstand a nuclear explosion.

The lightning flashed, but it was as powerless as water hitting an impenetrable wall.

Zizi!

Two figures dressed in X-Men yellow suits swooped down and landed on the launch pad, their laser eyes blazing as they fired thick laser beams.

The impact on the electromagnetic shield had no effect whatsoever.

"How did you manage to connect the words 'nuclear bomb' and 'salvation'? Your language teacher should really be fired!"

Wolverine extended his adamantium claws and pounced on Magneto like an enraged beast.

As a result, he was trapped in mid-air halfway through his attack and couldn't move a single finger.

"You've made me laugh, wolverine."

"Wait until I become as ordinary as a human being before you try to pull your circus tricks on me!"

Magneto sneered and waved his hand, controlling the electromagnetic shield and distorting the light.

Cyclops was still trying to fire his laser beam, but the beam circled the field, split precisely into two, and flew back, knocking him and Storm away.

"When will Charles realize that the coexistence of mutants and humans is wishful thinking!"

Magneto looked at the main control panel with a sigh, while the other technicians had all fled in terror.

The screen flashed a warning: 'Launch authorization requires verification'.

"No verification is needed; I am the master of human destiny!"

Magneto raised his hand, and tiny electromagnetic pulses flowed from his fingertips, seeping into every circuit of the computer system.

The electrons on the circuit board began to flow according to his will, bypassing all security protocols, and the countdown started automatically.

The screen flickered a few times, then displayed that launch authorization had been confirmed and target coordinates had been locked - New York - London - Moscow.

"Nuclear missile launch procedure initiated. Countdown, 3, 2, 1..."

Rumble!
Three robust nuclear missiles rose into the sky, and Magneto laughed heartily.

"Embrace your destiny, humans! From now on, mutants will no longer need to hide!"

"Stop, you madman."

Wolverine struggled desperately, but his body felt as if it were being crushed by a massive ship, and he couldn't move an inch.

"This is bad." The heavily injured Cyclops's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in his heart, "Professor—"

"I can't do it, I can't get past his helmet." A refined but anxious voice echoed in the minds of the three.

"Why aren't Rogue and the others here yet?" Storm clutched her injured chest. "Who else can stop Magneto?"

The lives of tens of millions of people are in imminent danger, and more importantly—if these three nuclear missiles are launched, World War III will break out immediately.

War will sweep across every corner of the earth.

"Wait a minute, someone has suddenly appeared where you are, a powerful mind..."

Professor X's surprised voice suddenly rang out.

"He seemed to radiate kindness..."

"where?"

Wolverine and his friends looked up at the sky, following Professor X's direction.

A figure clad in black armor appeared in the sky, his white cloak billowing behind him. He radiated a blue glow, like a god, and with a wave of his hand, three nuclear missiles were immobilized.

"Such a grand scene right from the start?"

A magnetic voice, tinged with a hint of teasing, came from high above.

The impending launch of a nuclear missile seemed to him nothing more than a trivial matter that was somewhat interesting.

"who are you?"

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in the sky, Magneto frowned slightly as the bright sunlight obscured the other person's face. At the same time, he casually raised his palm.

Whoever it is, could they possibly be better at manipulating metal than him?
"Today, these three nuclear bombs will definitely land in the places I've set up!"

"Is it?"

"—What nuclear bomb?"

The man tilted his head, accompanied by a seemingly puzzled question.

The three nuclear missiles were enveloped in blue light, and the next second they turned into three bursting ribbons of color, which fluttered down from the sky.

A ribbon landed on Magneto's electromagnetic field shield, and he was stunned.

(End of this chapter)