Marvel: Master Of Role-Playing

The invisible telekinetic force gripped Scott's neck tightly, lifting him off the ground.

The suffocating pain tormented Scott, but what hurt him even more was Jean's naked murderous intent.

She was going to kill him, all because of a human.

Scott had realized this, but no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free from Jean's telekinesis.

"Please... Jean... let me go..."

With his last breath, Scott pleaded for mercy. But Jean remained unmoved. Instead, she increased the pressure on his neck, ensuring that he wouldn't utter another word.

As his face turned dark and his consciousness began to fade, Scott's survival instincts took over.

He removed his red crystal glasses, no longer constrained. With all his remaining strength, he unleashed a laser attack on Jean.

Under the threat of the laser, Jean was forced to withdraw all of her power and counterattack with her telekinesis.

The crimson beam was scattered by the invisible force just as it was about to reach Jean. The energy dispersed in all directions, indiscriminately damaging everything around them. The narrow alley quickly became riddled with holes.

In this contest, Jean held the absolute advantage.

Charles of this world was a mutant supremacist, and naturally, his determination to overthrow humanity meant he didn't restrict Jean's powers.

Without any suppressions, Jean used the strength granted by the Phoenix Force to slowly overpower Scott's laser.

"No... stop, Jean, don't do this."

Scott didn't stop firing his lasers, but his voice was filled with pleading.

He knew he wasn't a match for Jean. He no longer hoped to be with her; he only wanted to survive.

But Jean showed no sign of relenting. In fact, after hearing Scott's voice, her disgust only deepened, and the speed at which she overwhelmed his lasers increased.

"No! Please, don't! Please don't kill me, no... no!!!"

As the laser was completely suppressed back into Scott's eye socket, Scott, now unable to resist, had his head crushed by telekinesis, turning him into a headless corpse that quietly lay on the ground.

It was all over.

Scott, who had survived Reid's attack, ultimately died at the hands of the woman he loved, and his body was left disfigured.

"Reid, did you see that? No one can stop us from being together."

As Scott died, the disgust on Jean's face instantly vanished. She used her telekinesis to shield herself from the blood that splattered around, making sure none of it touched her body. She didn't want Reid to see this cruel side of her.

Turning around, Jean looked toward the alley entrance. In the sunlight, she imagined seeing Reid waving at her.

"Reid, you've come! I'm coming right over, wait for me!"

Jean turned and walked toward the alley exit, chasing after Reid in the sunlight.

Meanwhile, Scott's body lay untouched in the shadows.

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"Oh my God! This is true, earth-shattering love!"

Seeing the bloody and brutal scene stirred something inside Harley. She couldn't control her chaotic tendencies anymore, and her behavior became erratic and wild.

She danced like a butterfly in the alley, which was now stained with Scott's blood. Occasionally, she touched the blood splatters on the walls with her fingers, using them as lipstick to paint her lips. This added a seductive danger to her already crazy self.

At the same time, Reid, playing as Luthor, followed closely behind Harley as they entered the alley. He avoided stepping into the blood pool, not only for the sake of his Luthor persona but also because of his own obsessive-compulsive tendencies.

He felt nothing when he killed, but the blood splattered after someone else's killing disgusted him. His double standards were becoming clear.

'I didn't expect the Joker Infection to be this powerful.' Reid was surprised.

He and Harley watched from a distance as Jean killed Scott, and it was then that Reid realized it was all because he had infected Jean with the virus.

At this moment, Reid felt an impulse of pouring his blood directly into New York's water supply. If he did that in every city, wouldn't he be able to control the entire United States?

But that was just a thought. Reid knew such an idea was unrealistic.

The main effect of the virus was to alter the target's mindset, turning them into something like himself. The Batman Who Laughs even killed other Jokers.

Jean's case was a miracle. Her long years of isolation, a fragile heart, and the superpower that could turn hallucinations into reality all led to the creation of someone like Jean under such extreme conditions.

Controlling the world through the virus was nothing more than a dream.

If he actually tried to implement it, the most likely outcome would be that the world's heroes would become selfish, while the villains would descend further into depravity. That would be the only result.

'However, after this incident, mutants will certainly be exposed to the world's gaze. Charles's plan to keep mutants hidden will be ruined. There should be changes on the mutant side to respond to the human governments' reaction.'

Reid pondered and in his estimation, Charles wouldn't immediately launch a terrorist attack. After gathering power for so many years, he would likely want to wait for the perfect moment to act. Since that was the case, it was very possible that Charles would split his forces to distract others, hoping to lower the government's guard and this also gave Reid more time.

Reid didn't think that having an infected Jean would guarantee his safety. While Jean, lost in her hallucinations, had played an unexpected role, she was still a force beyond his control.

He needed more power, which meant more time to unlock more DC characters. Only then could he resist the mutants when they eventually launched their final attack.

If the mutants continued to build up power secretly, Reid would likely be too late. But once the mutants were forced into the open, the human government's pressure would slow their accumulation of power.

The government, aware of the mutants' existence, would also be working to gather strength to defend against them.

In the back-and-forth, Reid would finally have the time he needed.

'Now... it's a matter of taking it one step at a time.'

After Reid finished thinking, Harley had just calmed her excited emotions. He then proceeded to make the necessary arrangements.

"Harley, take care of the body. As for the blood, leave it for those organizations that won't change their name for decades."

"Got it, Boss!" Harley responded, grinning.

With practiced hands, Harley pulled out a burlap sack and expertly packed Scott's body.

As for how she would get the body back to the apartment and transport it to Gotham, that was a problem for Harley to solve. With Alfred (Joker) still in Gotham, Harley could contact him if needed.

Reid, however, returned to Gotham in advance, planning to set up a laboratory there. After all, it was his base and important research would take place there in the future.

With a new experimental subject in hand, Reid aimed to analyze the data as quickly as possible. Once successful, he'd move forward with his plans and directly join the Os Industries.

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