MTS: Marvel and Beyond

Despite knowing that there was definitely something wrong with the giant carrying a gnome, the spatial blade's speed was too fast. Even with the dynamic vision of the Six Eyes, Alex couldn't fully track it. Though he tried his best to dodge, the blade still hit him.

He immediately extended his hand and used the "Red" technique to create an attraction force behind the giant. The enormous pull drew the giant backward, causing the already crumbling wall to shatter completely.

The giant was thrown into the shop behind him, eliciting screams from the customers. Such an attack, without proper buildup, couldn't harm the giant. Even the gnome on his back was well protected and unscathed.

The giant stood up, brushed off the dust, and ignored the surrounding civilians. He looked at Alex, whose chest and abdomen were bleeding, and laughed cruelly, "Foolish guy, how will you deal with spatial slashes?"

He walked towards Alex, ready to fulfill his earlier promise of breaking Alex's limbs before delivering him to Colonel Stryker. Whether Alex died in the process or not wouldn't anger Stryker. Stryker hated mutants too much to be upset over the death of a mere tool.

…

On a nearby rooftop, two groups were in a standoff.

One group was from the X-Men, featuring Cyclops and Storm, while the other consisted of Juggernaut and Mystique from the Brotherhood of Mutants. They had encountered each other while searching for Alex and were now at odds.

Cyclops had his hand on his glasses, ready to unleash his optic blasts at Juggernaut and Mystique. In a cold voice, he said, "Alex is a new mutant, and we won't let you brainwash him!"

Mystique, hiding behind Juggernaut to avoid the potential laser beams, retorted, "Mutants are a superior race. Humans are mere ants. Someone as exceptional as Alex should join the Brotherhood. We'll guide him on the right path!"

"The right path? You mean causing destruction like terrorists?" Cyclops countered.

Just as the atmosphere grew more tense, Storm broke the stalemate. "Look, something's wrong with Alex!"

Everyone's attention shifted to Alex. Their mission was to recruit him, and if he got hurt, their efforts would be in vain. They saw Alex nearly injured by the spatial blade.

"What?!"

While they had been arguing, their target was almost killed by Stryker's henchmen! Even if Alex hadn't met their expectations, the thought of him dying was unacceptable.

Cyclops was ready to remove his glasses, Storm's hair began to float, and her pupils turned white, while Juggernaut prepared to charge. They needed to save Alex before the giant could kill him. Though the injuries were severe, there were mutants with healing abilities, and with technology, timely treatment could save him.

However, the next scene stopped them in their tracks. They watched in shock as Alex, severely wounded, displayed yet another mutant ability.

…

The giant sneered and walked slowly towards Alex, intending to break his limbs and deliver him to Colonel Stryker. Stryker imprisoned many mutants, including those with healing powers. As long as Alex was alive, they could heal him. If he died, so be it; Stryker wanted stronger mutants, and those beaten by his subordinates were worthless.

The giant stopped abruptly after a few steps, pointing at Alex in shock. "You... how is this possible? Why are your wounds healing?!"

Due to the distance and the dust from the collapsed wall, the giant hadn't seen Alex clearly. Now, standing closer, he saw the wound on Alex's waist healing rapidly. By the time he stopped, the last trace of the injury had vanished.

He stared in disbelief at the white-haired man before him. Alex's terrifying spatial defense, his black hole-like attack ability, his impressive physique, and now his extraordinary healing ability...

Was this even a mutant?

Not even Magneto or Professor X were this powerful!

Could it be—he is a rumoured Omega level mutant?!

The situation suddenly reversed. Under the excited gaze of Cyclops and other mutants, the fearful gaze of numerous soldiers, and the terrified gaze of the strong man, Alex grinned again and said:

"I changed my mind. Even if you cry and apologize now, I won't spare your life!"

"You..."

The strong man looked at Alex, not daring to move forward.

His trump card was the spatial attack of the dwarf on his back, which was the only ability that could break through 9527's defense.

And once that ability failed, he would no longer be a match for 9527.

He immediately grabbed the dwarf on his shoulder with one hand, put him in front, and yelled at him:

"Hurry up and release the spatial blade again, kill him for me, aim properly this time, and hit him head-on!"

The spatial blade had clearly taken a great toll on the dwarf. After just releasing one, he was trembling all over, his face pale.

But under the strong man's pressure, the dwarf still released the spatial blade towards Alex again.

The spatial blade consumed a lot of energy but had equally immense power and incredible speed.

This time, Alex was prepared but still got hit. His arm was slashed deeply, the wound down to the bone. If he hadn't dodged in time, his arm would have been severed from his body.

Despite the severity of the injury, Alex remained calm. With the help of the reversed technique, his injury was healing at an extremely fast rate!

The strong man witnessed Alex's wound healing process. Seeing the wound that could have been fatal heal in just a few seconds, his eyes lost all trace of battle intent.

He immediately threw the dwarf he was holding at Alex and started to flee. He also commanded the surrounding soldiers:

"Stop him for me!"

The strong man had no courage left to face Alex and chose to run away.

Although failing the mission would result in severe punishment from Colonel Stryker, there was still a slim chance of survival. It was better than facing the monster before him!

Watching the dwarf flying towards him, Alex used the Six Eyes technique to observe that he could no longer release the spatial blade.

So, he stretched out his hands. Under the dwarf's desperate gaze, the terrifying pressure tore his body apart completely, blood splattering everywhere, unable to even make a sound.

Not a single drop of blood touched Alex. The blood floating towards him hovered in the air, just like the surrounding bullets, unable to get close to him at all.

Alex then looked in the direction of the strong man. Numerous fully armed soldiers were frantically shooting at him, and the strong man had run far away.

If he didn't do anything, the strong man would definitely escape. So, he made a decision.

He pointed his index finger in the direction of the strong man, aimed, and then calmly said:

"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red."

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