American Comics: Tales of Cultivator

Chapter 61

Magneto cautiously watched the figure shrouded in golden light before him. With a wave of his large hand, countless metal objects in the auction room floated into the air, aiming directly at Tang Song.

"You sneaky fellow, who are you?"

"Mr. Erik, would you believe me if I said I was just passing by?"

Tang Song shrugged. The golden light flickered, making Magneto squint against the dazzling golden light.

"I'm very curious, were you able to see me just now?"

Concealed by the golden light, Tang Song spoke. A string of bone beads on his wrist silently detached, scattering into grape-sized skull beads.

They flew along the ground, heading towards Magneto.

Magneto didn't speak, just glancing behind Tang Song.

Tang Song was startled. He beckoned, and a fist-sized metal ore that had been floating behind him appeared by his hand.

Tang Song tore off the Obscuring Eye Talisman stuck to the Vibranium ore and held the Vibranium ore in his hand.

Metal... Magneto... Tang Song suddenly understood why his presence had been exposed.

Magneto couldn't see him, but he could see the magnetic field of the Vibranium ore he was pulling behind him.

A strange piece of flying metal, a very strange perspective. This was likely the reason Magneto noticed him.

Having figured out the cause and effect, Tang Song glanced at the safe behind Magneto.

His Divine Sense penetrated the safe and saw the items inside: some paper experiment data, and a wooden box covered in parasitic barnacles and mud.

Although it wasn't a bomb, Tang Song could still feel a strong sense of danger emanating from this wooden box.

"Mr. Erik, I have no ill will towards mutants! A friendly tip, if I were you, I definitely wouldn't open that safe behind you!"

Having obtained what he wanted, Tang Song, shrouded in golden light, formed hand seals with both hands. Spirit Marks formed a Sealing Rune on the Vibranium ore.

The golden light flashed intensely. Magneto instinctively shielded his eyes with his hand. When he lowered his hand, the figure in golden light was no longer before him.

"Hmm?" Magneto searched for the magnetic field fluctuations of the Vibranium ore from earlier, but found nothing!

"Can you find him?"

Magneto looked at Sabretooth behind him. Sabretooth stepped forward, his nostrils twitching. After a moment, he shook his head at Magneto. "Then forget it. Get the stuff out quickly and leave here!"

Magneto's expression was grim. Although he didn't believe what Tang Song said, he did suspect that this place was a trap set by his enemies.

Black King Sebastian Shaw was truly Magneto's nightmare. He had killed his mother in front of him when he was a child.

Later, he even tried to control him and make him his lackey.

Although Sebastian Shaw was eventually killed by him and his old friend Professor X, the impact Sebastian Shaw had on him was subtle and pervasive.

This was also the reason Magneto came here, even though he knew the information might be false.

Creak!

The thick steel plate of the private box was ripped open by Magneto from a distance, revealing the contents of the safe.

Rows of folders were neatly arranged inside the safe. At the bottom of the safe was a black wooden box.

"What is this thing?"

Magneto looked at the old seabed box, which was clearly recently salvaged from the sea, feeling somewhat puzzled.

What he didn't notice was that as soon as he opened the sealed safe, a special scent spread out from the wooden box. It was a special pheromone.

......

On a large ship docked next to the super cruise ship, Ulysses Klaue, who had escaped the Auction Venue along with the chaotic crowd, was currently venting his frustration by embracing a blonde, blue-eyed dancer.

A gunshot instantly woke him from his sleep. He instinctively reached towards the pillow beside him, his hand finding a gun.

"Mmm..."

The woman, her eyes hazy with sleep, rubbed her eyes and clung to him like an octopus.

Ulysses Klaue directly kicked the woman off the bed. Naked, holding a gun in both hands, he cautiously approached the door.

"You, go out and see what's happening!"

Klaue stopped two steps away from the door. Instead of looking through the peephole, he pointed the gun at the woman.

The woman rubbed her waist, grumbling as she got up. She pulled a bed sheet around herself and walked directly towards the door.

Opening the door and peering out, she did it in one smooth motion.

She leaned out. In the corridor, people were simultaneously peering out from four or five rooms.

Bang! A gunshot. The woman flinched in fright and fell onto the corridor with a thud.

The bed sheet came undone, her pale, smooth body sprawled on the floor, alluring and sexy.

Before she could even feel the pain, a pair of high heels stepped directly onto her back and walked past. "Shit!"

The intense pain made the woman curse immediately. She raised her head, just about to see who it was, when a woman in a long red dress, holding a handgun, smiled at her, raised a finger, and made a shushing gesture.

The woman looked at the black handgun in the red-dressed woman's hand, decisively shut her mouth, and showed a fawning smile.

.........

"What's going on?"

Ulysses Klaue, holding his gun, stared at the woman who had scrambled back into the room, and asked.

"S-something big happened!" The woman panted, "A rich guy killed a waiter!"

Ulysses Klaue heard the woman's words and put aside his worries.

Thinking about what he had just witnessed on the super cruise ship, Ulysses Klaue still felt a lingering trepidation.

"Here's your tip!"

Ulysses Klaue took a stack of US dollars from the bag by the bed, pulled out half, and tossed them to the woman.

The woman picked up the money, kissed it, got dressed, and pushed the door open to leave without hesitation.

Ulysses Klaue wrapped a towel around himself, walked to the window, looked at the brightly lit super cruise ship in the distance, took a cigarette from a cigarette pack, and lit it.

No, I can't stay here! The thought of a powerful being nearby who could easily take his life made Ulysses Klaue finish his cigarette, turn around, get dressed, and pack his luggage.

Just as Ulysses Klaue turned to get dressed, a black thread suddenly shot up from his camouflage uniform pants and bit him hard on the buttock.

Ulysses Klaue felt his vision go black, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

.........…

When Ulysses Klaue woke up again, he was already tied up in the ship's engine room.

"Who are you people? What do you want?"

In the dim engine room, Ulysses Klaue looked at the two German Men standing before him, his face pale.

"You don't need to know who we are!" A German Man toyed with a sharp scalpel in his hand:

"My Boss wants a route map to Wakanda. We hope you can draw it!"

"If I draw it, will you let me go?"

Ulysses Klaue looked at the German Man and grinned, "How about this, you let me go first, and I'll give you the route map!"

The German Man looked at the scalpel in his hand and didn't speak. A cold light flashed.

Ulysses Klaue let out a bloodcurdling scream,

A section of his little finger dropped onto the ground.

"Here, you have no power to bargain!"

The German Man lifted his foot and stomped Ulysses' severed little finger into a bloody mess.

"...@*"

Ulysses Klaue cursed wildly in agony...

The German Man expressionlessly raised his hand, and another cold light flashed.

"Ah!"

...…

A large, exquisitely and lavishly decorated room.

Extremely authentic Pompadour style luxurious decoration, clearly genuine antique furniture, and the rich aroma of hot coffee.

The ceiling of this room was transparent one-way crystal glass, and moonlight spilled into the room.

Tang Song, wearing a bathrobe, sat in the super VIP room of this large cruise ship, holding coffee in one hand.

In the other hand, he held a coordinate map, studying the marked points on it.

This was the route map to Wakanda drawn by Ulysses Klaue. The marked points were the weak spots in Wakanda's Protective Shield.

The nation of Wakanda, on the surface, was a poor and backward small country in Africa. In reality, the technology developed based on Vibranium completely surpassed the Federation.

The country was constantly shrouded by an Energy Shield, making it impossible for outsiders to approach.

Back then, Ulysses Klaue had also accidentally stumbled into Wakanda while working as a mercenary in Africa and learned the country's true nature.

What Tang Song wanted was the secret passage through the Protective Shield that he had used when he first entered Wakanda.

(End of this chapter)