Alaska.
Relatively speaking, this is a desolate land, rarely visited by people.
It is most famous for its few remaining gold mines and sled dogs.
But few people know that in addition to Alaska dogs, there are also low-profile Deviants that the Celestial named Arishem placed on Earth thousands of years ago.
Ikaris floated high in the sky, looking down. Beneath the thick layer of snow, in the perpetually frozen deep lake, a large number of Deviants were slumbering.
He and his ten companions had spent thousands of years fighting these things, almost throughout human civilization.
"What exactly are those things..." Ikaris's face was extremely unsightly as he stared down at the claw marks on his chest. The injury had long since healed, but the shock the Xenomorph had given him lingered.
This was the first time Ikaris had encountered a creature so similar to the Deviants, able to grow rapidly like them, yet fundamentally different.
He was bathed in the heavy snow.
At this moment, another figure flew over, not very fast, but his arrival clearly brewed a powerful sense of oppression.
"Magneto?"
Ikaris frowned slightly. He paid attention to human history and naturally knew this human. At the same time, he looked further away and noticed a red figure rapidly teleporting more Mutants over.
"Red Devil?"
Ikaris frowned even more, uncertain and surprised.
From a distance, Red Devil looked up, his eyes met Ikaris's, and then he showed a meaningful smile.
During the age of Apocalypse four thousand years ago, Red Devil was just a soldier under Apocalypse. He lived until modern society and naturally saw all kinds of powerful individuals and witnessed many major historical events.
In Ikaris's eyes, Red Devil was more noteworthy than Magneto.
"Are you Flyman?"
Magneto flew to a spot not far from Ikaris and slowly spoke. His first sentence made Ikaris unable to hold back.
"Fly... what?"
"FLYMAN, that's what everyone calls you."
Magneto ignored Ikaris's expression and quickly asked with undisguised excitement, "You are a member of the Deviants, right? How did you live to this day? Long life, or time travel?"
"Magneto, watch your words. I, Ikaris, how could I be a Deviant!"
"No need to hide it. Even S.H.I.E.L.D. has confirmed you are a Deviant, Duval aside." As Magneto spoke, a hint of eagerness flashed in his eyes, and his sharp gaze carefully examined Ikaris's body from top to bottom.
S.H.I.E.L.D. was inclined to believe this guy's identity.
Well, but this strong body, beautiful lines, flawless skin... it doesn't seem to fit the characteristics of the Deviants.
Deviants, as the name suggests, the average level of the race is not as good as the Eternals, and the crazy mutation of genes leads to the appearance and abilities of this race being strange and varied.
Ikaris's appearance is too perfect.
Ikaris raised his voice: "I am an Eternal! An Eternal born pure, perfect, powerful, and without genetic defects!"
"Eternal?"
Magneto frowned, and the enthusiasm in his eyes cooled down: "I remember the Eternals were just stray dogs beaten to the point of disappearing by the Deviants. How could you be an Eternal? If you are an Eternal, how did you survive on Earth?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Without us Eternals constantly hunting Deviants, how could you humans on Earth have lived so smoothly for the past few thousand years!" The anger in Ikaris's chest was ignited. "Deviants are just a bunch of beasts that feed on humans. You're crazy, how could you empathize with Deviants?"
He wanted to kill Duval and the Xenomorph to vent his anger, but he failed. Now this Mutant came to his door for no reason and said a bunch of nonsensical things.
Ikaris is actually millions of years old, but Arishem repeatedly wiped his memory and sent him to various planets to perform tasks. In reality, he only has the memories of the past few thousand years after coming to Earth. He doesn't know much about the more ancient history of Earth, and he doesn't know that a group of Eternals escaped Earth twenty thousand years ago.
"That's a pity. You're not a Deviant, and your heart is full of prejudice, insulting Deviants. You damned racist."
Magneto completely lost patience: "Unfortunately, I am the most extreme racist."
According to his temperament, being able to patiently talk to this guy was already rare. After confirming that Ikaris was not the person he was looking for, he was even more disappointed.
Eternal? What can the Eternals do? These worthless things can't do anything.
"Since you can live to this day, there must be something special about you. Capturing you may give me a chance to find the real Deviants."
Magneto didn't waste any words. He wasn't a man of good temper to begin with. Seeking identity among the Deviants, he had even less to say to the Eternals, and immediately launched a fierce attack.
A powerful magnetic field suddenly erupted, and in Magneto's hands, it was like an obedient child, completely enveloping Ikaris.
Ikaris was unusually furious. According to the Eternals' code of conduct, they wouldn't easily interfere in human affairs beyond those involving the Deviants.
But now, Ikaris couldn't bear it any longer.
Pfft!
Golden Heat Vision blasted out.
Magneto's expression was stern, clearly anticipating this. He raised his hand, and countless metals surged from all directions, blocking the Heat Vision.
On Earth, magnetic fields are everywhere. Using magnetic fields to control the ubiquitous metal minerals is undoubtedly the most time-saving and labor-saving combat method.
But against an Eternal like Ikaris, Magneto was also using the magnetic field to interfere with Ikaris's physical form.
"Hmm? You can fly freely, but you're not using the Earth's magnetic field?" Magneto was very surprised.
"Using the planet's magnetic field would only make things slightly easier for me. How could I truly rely on such a thing!"
Ikaris could fly because he was operating his own powerful energy. He could even fly out of Earth and fly in the universe with his flesh and blood! Well, just like Captain Marvel.
The battle between the two powerhouses officially erupted.
Ikaris moved at high speed in the overwhelming metal cloud, golden Heat Vision scattering everywhere. Wherever it passed, it cut through everything, piercing countless incoming metal minerals.
But Magneto's ability wasn't just controlling metal. He was also mobilizing magnetic force, strongly interfering with Ikaris's body's magnetic field.
An invisible energy net appeared, trapping Ikaris tightly, compressing Ikaris's moving space.
"You're like a sparrow flying around. You'd better stay in a cage," Magneto said.
Ikaris kept moving his body, snorting coldly. Feeling the discomfort coming from within, he relied on his strong body to forcefully rush into the high sky, looking down at Magneto from a high position.
The next second, he crashed down. Magneto also quickly retreated. As far as the eye could see, countless substances were controlled by him, like a vast and continuous river, constantly surging towards Ikaris, endless.
All around, the earth shook and the mountains swayed, as if the entire world had fallen into turmoil.
The momentum was earth-shattering, but for a while, Magneto really couldn't take down the powerful Ikaris. Suppressing Ikaris was easy, but killing him would take some time.
"Give up, my people are already here. You have nowhere to escape," Magneto said.
One by one, mutants exuding a powerful aura were rapidly approaching Ikaris.
"Escape? You actually want me to escape a second time?"
Ikaris's hair was messy, and he gritted his teeth and sneered, suddenly looking down at the broken ice lake: "I'll see who's going to escape next!"
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