Two super-powered individuals began their great battle in an instant.
These two, with their casual actions, were capable of creating terrifying natural disasters. Now, above this Wechester Area, they were fighting with all their might. From the moment they moved, earth-shattering and terrifying movements emerged.
The sky trembled, the earth howled, and countless free particles in the air vanished under their collision. The air itself turned into boiling water, constantly showing visible distortions, interfered with by the powerful shockwaves.
From the perspective of ordinary people, even with the most advanced telescopes, they could only see terrifying beams of light shooting straight into the sky, looking like auroras at first glance, but brewing destructive power.
In the next moment, the golden figure was suddenly pushed out by an invisible force. With great difficulty, he stopped in mid-air. Without any hesitation, driven by extremely excited emotions, he charged again, swinging his heavy fists, smashing all tangible and intangible matter in front of him with a thunderous blow, crushing all defenses with absolute violence.
Every moment, explosions of terrifying magnitude were constantly generated, but often because they encountered the opponent's powerful attacks, this power could not reach its peak and spread, and it quickly dissipated, annihilating on the spot.
Duval closely watched the process of this battle. He was almost experiencing this world-renowned disaster-level war firsthand, through Reynolds' own perspective.
Even looking back at the past few centuries, this battle was destined to be ranked in human history, a peak battle.
Naturally, the destruction and casualties caused by the clash of two super-powered individuals suddenly increased by several orders of magnitude. Even if they were far away, being accidentally affected by a trace of the insignificant aftermath would result in immediate death, leaving no remains.
The weak, not to mention participating in the battle, even watching from a few kilometers away was like tying their heads to their belts, trembling with fear.
Even from dozens of kilometers away, they had to be wary of being blinded by the terrifying brightness produced by the sudden bursts of energy.
"I really didn't expect that Magneto would end up falling into Stryker's hands."
Duval followed the entire process of this super battle, closely assessing Reynolds' overall state, such as cell activity, energy transfer efficiency, nerve rate, self-healing ability, and the most important thing was naturally the mental level, such as brain cell activity and the operational intensity of different brain regions.
If it were any other Xenomorph hero fighting Magneto one-on-one, Duval wouldn't be so nervous—he was even more vigilant than Reynolds himself. He knew deeply that Reynolds' head was the one that needed to be monitored at all times.
But at the same time, Duval's gaze towards Magneto also revealed a hint of deep surprise.
Without thinking, it was clear that Magneto must have fallen into Mastermind's hands.
The illusions created by Mastermind were truly able to confuse the real with the fake. This guy could even create a huge and extremely terrifying illusion army!
That's right, an illusion army, an army that could make all enemies unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and had to fight desperately against the air.
Even Professor X in a clear state, when facing this level of illusion, the best way to deal with it was to directly use his mental abilities to control Mastermind himself, because even he could hardly directly distinguish between truth and falsehood, and could easily fail.
Not to mention Magneto.
"Although the process is slightly different, the result is probably similar... a million population death event."
Duval stood by the window, watching the terrifying light and energy beams that burst into the sky from time to time, remotely watching the distance change from night to day.
As mentioned before, looking at the multiverse, the origin of the Sentinel in different universes is generally two types. Most origins are that Robert Reynolds broke into the laboratory in a state of mental confusion and drank the Sentry Serum.
But in this kind of origin, there are also interesting guys involved: Reynolds' dark personality, Void.
In some universes, Void is a real outer universe entity. When Reynolds opened the channel connecting to the outer universe and obtained the power of a million stars, Void also took the opportunity to invade Reynolds' body in reverse.
In some universes, Void is not a cosmic entity, but really just a sub-personality under Reynolds' schizophrenia, and the reason why it can be born is precisely... Mastermind! It was Mastermind who secretly gave the newly debuted and high-spirited Reynolds a psychological suggestion, resulting in the birth of Void, and then Void controlled the Hulk, causing the Hulk to go berserk in the Manhattan area, slaughtering millions of people in one battle.
"From Manhattan to Wechester, the person who was hit by Mastermind's psychological suggestion and went berserk was actually Magneto..."
Honestly, if he hadn't seen that the person who was so crazy and lost his mind was Magneto, Duval would have once suspected that he had taken the wrong script, accidentally entered the wrong universe, and jumped into the battlefield of multiple dimensions before he had developed well.
"I had expected that Stryker would take down Professor X, and I had also expected that this guy would be at Alkali Lake, carrying out a plan to exterminate mutants with Death Woman, Mastermind, and a group of top-notch mutants, and even suspected that this guy would take the opportunity to deal with me, using Professor X to seize my control over the Xenomorphs, but I never expected things to turn out like this..."
After all, Bipolar took the opportunity of the Joint Summit to announce that he was going solo, which was too much of a stimulus for some radicals.
If it weren't for the existence of Destiny, this peculiar mutant, in this universe, Professor X and Magneto would never have made such a dangerous decision with an unpredictable future.
Duval looked strange, watching Magneto with blood-red eyes from two perspectives. He knew with his toes that the illusion that could make a cold guy like Magneto so crazy must be a hallucination of mutants being tragically exterminated by humans.
The only people who can stop the current Magneto are probably Jean Grey and a few others.
Of course, Reynolds also counts as one.
"Come on, Reynolds, let me see where your limit is!"
A deep expectation was revealed in Duval's eyes. Reynolds was special, grasping a one-in-a-billion chance of success, and succeeding as a Xenomorph host. There was only this one exception in the entire multiverse.
As long as Reynolds himself doesn't have a brain fart and wants to play any tricks, if he performs normally, and has the genetic blessing brought by the Xenomorphs, even if he has just debuted, his strength cannot directly reach the peak of his life, but it is also worth Duval's expectation.
"Didn't you say that you would be my most loyal guard? Go, show your talents to the fullest, let me witness it with my own eyes." Duval said slowly.
Reynolds seemed to have heard Duval's words. He, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, shook his body, and his slightly exhausted emotions were once again boosted. His face instantly became ferocious, as if he was putting in real effort, opening his mouth wide, and letting out a deafening roar!
This sound could even transform into tangible energy waves, wrapped in golden energy, spreading out with a thunderous roar, like the whispers of a monster, heard by countless people.
The people of Wechester Area were the most unlucky, facing this roar, countless poor souls were killed.
But in such an unprecedentedly chaotic and dangerous situation, who could care about how they died? It was as if they could choose to die at the hands of Magneto or the Sentinels.
Reynolds constantly accelerated, squeezing more and more energy from his body, filling every cell.
Every muscle twitched slightly, rhythmically, delivering increasingly vast power to Reynolds.
At this moment, Reynolds was truly using his full strength, but how far this full strength was from perfectly realizing his potential and perfectly controlling all his power was hard to say.
Especially since, just a few hours ago, he was a homeless man addicted to drugs with no future, at most accumulating a little insignificant combat experience in street fights. Yet, in an instant, he had wholeheartedly thrown himself into a high-end battlefield.
If one were to talk about his potential in combat experience and fighting skills, it actually came more from the Xenomorph in his chest. The Xenomorph's genes carried a high-intensity instinct for combat, now integrated with Reynolds, providing him with extraordinary combat intuition.
"Still haven't found anything? Such a powerful guy, and we have no records of him, it's completely unreasonable," Fury said on the Sky Carrier.
S.H.I.E.L.D. monitored the globe and should have the richest database, with information on all the impressively powerful individuals.
But the appearance of the Sentinel completely shattered Fury's confidence.
In the beginning, they couldn't even figure out if this guy was a Mutant or a superhuman, let alone how he was born.
"Got something, sir, this guy flew out of Duval's residence." Hill said, looking at the video in disbelief.
Fury was expressionless, but his heart had already sunk to the bottom. The result he least wanted to hear and the name he least wanted to hear had come together.
On the screen, a terrifying golden light suddenly erupted from Duval's building, followed by a golden figure breaking through the roof, making the already precarious building seem as if it would collapse at any moment.
Then, Fury heard the conversation between Duval and Tony, and learned that the powerful being bathed in golden energy was called Sentinel.
"Robert Reynolds, I want all the information on this person," Fury ordered.
Hill quickly replied, "I found more than two hundred people named Robert Reynolds. After comparing all the surveillance footage, we can confirm that the guy with multiple theft records is most likely him. The result is absurd, and a detailed facial comparison is still needed to confirm."
For a moment, Fury felt that this world was too damn absurd.
He prided himself on being knowledgeable, but for some reason, whenever something was related to Duval, it always seemed to deviate from its original path and become bizarre.
"You're saying, this guy is also a tool parasitized by Duval?" Fury raised his voice. He couldn't imagine that a guy who could fight Magneto to a stalemate was a worthless homeless man and addict not long ago.
But how did he become such a powerful superhero in Duval's hands in the blink of an eye? Could it be related to Stryker? But Fury racked his brains and didn't think Stryker would have such power, let alone be brain-dead enough to give it to Duval.
At this moment, Coulson, who had been serious all along, slowly said, "Now is not the time to care about this. Their battle has killed countless people."
Everyone present knew that neither Magneto nor Duval would stop.
"Now, no matter who wins or loses this battle, our assessment of Duval must be updated."
Fury rubbed his forehead.
The reason Duval was difficult to deal with in the past was mainly because of the Xenomorph's characteristics, especially the unpredictable standard for evolving into a Queen.
No one wanted to see Queens with reproductive capabilities everywhere on Earth overnight, which would cause global chaos.
Duval's own absolute power was still lacking. This flaw was nothing on others, but on Duval, it was enough for people like Fury to breathe a sigh of relief, which also showed that Duval was not perfect.
But now this situation had been rewritten.
Although he didn't know what Duval had done, just sending out a mysterious subordinate was enough to fight Magneto to a standstill. To put it bluntly, even if he lost in the end, it would still prove Duval's power.
"According to Duval's personality, he must have parasitized this golden hero in advance and completed control. It seems we have to prepare for the worst."
Coulson's expression also became extremely solemn. Since he had dealt with Duval, things related to Duval had never been easy.
Duval put too much pressure on them, and it was always unexpected, making it impossible to defend against.
The entire Sky Carrier was like an ultra-high-power freezer, the atmosphere was cold to the extreme, making people not even want to speak.
On the countless screens in front of them, there were only the two figures fighting fiercely in Wechester Area.
Rumble! It was as if a crack had been opened in the sky, deep and terrifying.
The duel between Magneto and the Sentinel had officially entered the most brutal stage.
Reynolds felt more and more pressure, had the most direct and clear understanding of Magneto's power, and therefore, when he could not take down his opponent for a long time, he finally felt a strong sense of fear in his heart.
"This guy is a madman, maybe I should find a way to attack his head and make him sober," Reynolds thought.
He did indeed do so.
A punch with all his might, carrying a golden light as if condensing a sun, its intensely compressed terrifying energy particles, together pierced Magneto's force field.
"His body is not as good as mine, he's already starting to get hurt."
Reynolds cheered himself on, looking at Magneto, whose skin was cracking and nose was bleeding, although the injury was not serious, it was a good start.
Magneto's physical fitness was far beyond ordinary people, but after all, he could not compare with Reynolds, such an anomaly.
The truth is, anyone who underestimates Magneto, even Magneto in a state of madness, will pay a painful price.
"Careful, something's wrong with his condition!"
Storm Ororo couldn't help but shout loudly. With her current strength, she was not strong enough to participate in this level of battle, but she could float in a slightly distant position, pay close attention, and be ready to take action at any time.
At close range, Magneto suddenly reached out and used his powerful strength to control Reynolds' Life Magnetic Field, while creating a terrifying electric current that directly bombarded Reynolds' body.
Energy was dismembering, barriers were shattering, and even Reynolds was not absolutely indestructible.
He was finally injured.
"Don't panic, Reynolds, your talent is far more than this level."
"But I'm hurt!" Reynolds was terrified, the pain in his body made him react from his excited emotions.
"You are my subordinate, you should first understand the characteristics of the Xenomorph. Use your head and think about it. For the Xenomorph, injury is just the beginning of the battle, meaning entering the second stage. It's the enemy's turn to have nightmares," Duval said. "Find a chance to wash your enemy with your blood, in the physical sense."
A few drops of blood splashed from Reynolds brought him a strong surprise.
At extremely close range, and when both sides were already embarrassed and the barrier was broken, a drop of blood that was fortunately not torn apart by the violent energy lightly stained Magneto's shoulder.
Reynolds listened with his super hearing, clearly hearing a harsh sizzling sound.
In a flash, he looked with his super vision and clearly saw that the blood corroded a piece of Magneto's flesh, even though Magneto reacted instinctively and destroyed and eliminated it with the internal magnetic field in his body, this change also let Reynolds know what to do.
"That's right, blood, I have the Xenomorph in my body, I also have the Xenomorph's genes, my blood is a reliable weapon."
Reynolds was pleasantly surprised, and once again sincerely thanked the generous Duval for his gift to him.
He had a healthy body, powerful strength, and extraordinary combat intuition, and now even his blood had become a weapon to kill the enemy.
Reynolds endured the severe pain, and even trembled intentionally to enlarge his wound, but it would not be quickly repaired by his self-healing ability.
Fortunately, it was a fight to such a tragic extent, otherwise, in this kind of extremely close hand-to-hand combat, a few drops of blood would not have the opportunity to get close at all, because at the moment of approaching, it would be dismantled into atoms by Magneto's ubiquitous magnetic field.
Buildings were uprooted by the two of them, and countless substances were turned into dust in the collision of violent energy, dissipating with the super storm.
Reynolds gradually gained the upper hand, the process was painful, but it was really happening.
Outsiders could not see it, but Duval had clearly seen it.
"The Void has not been born in Reynolds' body yet, which limits his strength." Duval judged Reynolds' condition.
He had been guarding against the Void from beginning to end, especially at the moment when Reynolds opened the gate to the outer universe, repeatedly observing, and did not find anything strange mixed into Reynolds' body.
Then, the birth of the Void depends on Reynolds' own mental state. Relying on Reynolds alone, muddleheaded, he can't really exert his full strength.
But the appearance of the Void means more trouble, and then it will be Duval's headache. Considering everything, Duval is already satisfied enough with the current Reynolds.
Countless satellites were watching here, monitoring everything, trying to capture the most subtle information and judge the clues.
Nuclear warheads had already been aimed at Wechester Area, ready to launch at any time. Perhaps in this kind of occasion, only this can give people some psychological comfort.
Bang! A loud noise exploded in the middle of the two people fighting at high intensity. It shouldn't have been anything, but until someone saw signs of weakening in the rampant energy, a figure fell from the sky and crashed into the ground, smashing out a deep pit with a diameter of ten meters.
At this moment, everyone realized that the battle seemed to be over.
But looking around the battlefield again, it seemed that this kind of ending did not have the kind of ecstasy, only a sigh of relief, and the deep helplessness that followed.
Reynolds gasped for breath, the wounds all over his body were healing quickly, and he even felt that the muscles all over his body were in severe pain: "I won, I won! But why is no one cheering for me?"
"Do you think they should cheer for you? You are the victor, the superhero, who stopped the executioner, but, Reynolds, don't think that you will definitely get an equal return for what you have done, you may still embrace the opposite result."
Duval's voice sounded, with obvious appreciation, which gave Reynolds valuable psychological comfort.
Reynolds finally calmed down, examining his battlefield, looking at the ground under his feet, countless deep pits, which were simply densely impacted by countless meteorites. If he didn't know, he would have thought the moon had crashed.
The originally prosperous streets and neatly arranged buildings had long disappeared. Being able to preserve the ruins of the buildings was already a minority, let alone hoping that there would still be living people in them.
Reynolds opened his mouth, looked dazed for a moment, and slowly descended.
Magneto was struggling to stand up when an extreme rage suddenly surged in Reynolds' heart. He revealed a fist enveloped in golden energy and punched Magneto in the head, sending him off peacefully.
"Bring Magneto back," Duval ordered. "He's not our enemy for the time being. Your heroic performance saved his life."
Reynolds opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he lowered his head and sullenly grabbed the old man, who had just been fighting him to the death and was unbelievably strong, and prepared to fly into the sky.
Storm Ororo finally flew over. Even though the battle was over, the residual chaotic energy in the air made her uncomfortable. She couldn't imagine how terrifying it must have been during the full-force battle, considering it was already like this after the fact. There was no way she could have withstood it.
"He—"
"Get away, I won't hand him over to you." Reynolds responded forcefully, no longer as surprised by his changes as he had been at the beginning.
Storm hesitated, indecisive. She wanted to say that Magneto must have been controlled, and even if you defeated Magneto, it's best not to take him away. But then she remembered that if Magneto woke up, she wouldn't have the ability to wake him up, and it would only become more troublesome.
"Who are you with? I think we'll meet again after the Professor wakes up. We'll take Erik. The Mutants can't lose him." Storm said anxiously in a low voice, "I don't even know your name."
A rare smile appeared on Reynolds' lips, and he became excited: "I'm Re—Sentry, a follower of the Xenomorph Duval. If you want to ask for Magneto, my word doesn't count."
Duval?
Storm was taken aback. She knew this person, the master of the Xenomorph, the newly emerged Thunder God, the first person on Earth to constantly gather troops for an expedition to outer space. She also knew that Professor X was paying attention to this young man.
But this being who called himself Sentry was excessively powerful. He was actually one of Duval's people? Judging from his appearance, he seemed extremely excited, as if he was proud of it?
"My mission is complete, it's time to go back. If you want Magneto back, go to Duval, not me."
Reynolds grabbed Magneto and flew into the sky, instantly breaking the sound barrier.
Countless satellites monitored his actions, watching him faithfully return the way he came, even landing precisely through the hole he had personally smashed in the roof.
At this moment, countless people had complex expressions, and countless people were dumbfounded, feeling incredulous.
Such a powerful guy was really one of Duval's people? What did Duval rely on? How did he do it? Could it be the Xenomorphs? Tony Stark watched Reynolds fly away: "S.H.I.E.L.D. guys, are you listening? If I were you, I'd better give up any inappropriate ideas and put all my energy into easing relations."
"Uncontrolled power is a time bomb. Putting all hope on the mood and morality of a powerful individual is the most foolish behavior." Fury said, "I will re-examine Duval. Likewise, Stark, I still suggest you seriously consider the Avengers. Earth cannot be without a powerful super team."
Tony thought about it seriously. That's right, Fury was right.
The power of a team is greater than that of an individual, in most cases. Unless you encounter an enemy like Reynolds, quantity largely loses its meaning.
"So, besides me, who else is on this team? A team that you consider to be a trump card must have a lot of powerful guys." Tony asked.
"Black Widow, Hawkeye, Hulk." Fury paused for a while and gave these three names.
"Sorry, my Mark 5 has suffered some damage, causing problems with my signal receiver—are you saying that the most powerful guy you've equipped me with is Hulk? Ha, why do you think Hulk is more reliable than Magneto? The ghosts of Wechester Area are watching you." Tony almost wanted to cut off the communication and turn around and leave.
This was simply a joke.
"Magneto wouldn't join the Avengers. Even if he did, Stark, you wouldn't sleep soundly." Fury's words paused.
"Coincidentally, with Hulk around, I won't easily have insomnia, because I might just sleep forever at any time." Tony said sarcastically and flew back to Stark Tower.
Only Fury stood on the command deck of the Sky Carrier with a gloomy face, feeling terrible.
The world was hurtling in an unpredictable direction, making Fury feel vaguely uneasy.
"Xenomorphs, Xenomorphs... That madman Stryker, Magneto's madness may be related to him, but no evidence has been found yet. He had secret dealings with Duval before, and should have reached a consensus, maybe reached a deal related to the Xenomorphs..." Fury thought of Magneto, who was taken away by Reynolds.
Professor X and Magneto announced their alliance during the day and had a brief conversation with Duval. As a result, that night, these two suffered a terrible attack. Professor X seemed to be escorted away by the X-Men, and Magneto fell into Duval's hands.
Fury had every reason to suspect that all of this was Duval's doing, because from the results, Duval was currently the biggest beneficiary.
But the intermittent and fragmented clues could not be connected at all. Forcing it would only make things strange and chaotic.
"He used war to establish his position and verified the value of the Xenomorphs. Thinking about it carefully, he has always done this, without any false modesty. Even the Asgardians recognize his logic." Coulson closed the screen in front of him, feeling that the amount of information today was a bit too much, so much that he was dizzy and couldn't think of the best solution to resolve this change.
From another perspective, there was no best solution at all. Only absolute power has no deception.
Fury suddenly hesitated. In Coulson's eyes, this posture was like a pedestrian walking in a storm, hesitating whether to take out a treasured umbrella.
If he didn't take it out, he could protect the umbrella, but his own situation would be difficult; if he took it out, the umbrella might be damaged and lose its value.
Coulson didn't speak.
Until Fury let out a long breath: "It's not the most critical moment yet, I shouldn't contact her in advance."
Coulson was curious who it was, but was smart enough not to ask. This was not something he could know now.
"So, how many people died in this battle?" Fury asked.
"Preliminary estimates are perhaps between three hundred thousand and six hundred thousand, and the economic losses are temporarily incalculable," Coulson replied.
They would never know that if it had been the Hulk going berserk, without Duval sending people to stop him, there would have been a terrible incident with millions of deaths.
...
At the same time, at Kamar-Taj.
The mages who had established a global magic array, of course, knew what had happened.
The newly emerged powerful individual was enough to attract the attention of this famous magical sanctuary on Earth and even in the entire universe.
"There is no such thing as power for no reason in this world. The magic array has already detected power from another world. Sorcerer Supreme, that human must have a problem!" Mordo said, not knowing whether he was specifically referring to Duval or Reynolds, but in essence, it was the same thing.
Duval could control Reynolds and turn him into a Xenomorph dependent. Duval was Reynolds, but Reynolds would never be Duval. In the mind of a persistent person like Mordo, this was how the conversion was done.
Ancient One listened to the voice of the universe and slowly opened her eyes, with obvious surprise in her eyes.
"It is indeed the power of another world. The person who carries the Xenomorph in his body is the coordinate connecting to an unknown universe." Ancient One nodded gently.
Kamar-Taj's responsibility is to monitor all movements from other worlds, including the extradimensional demon gods of this universe.
Mordo said, "Perhaps the demon gods of another universe have already infiltrated our world through the coordinates."
"Maybe not."
Ancient One said softly, "But I haven't found anything. What do you want to do, arrest Duval and all his Xenomorphs? What will Asgard think of us, what will the secular world think of us? Duval will not sit still and wait for death, he is constantly making various preparations."
"But—"
"No buts, you should continue to track Kaecilius."
Ancient One looked at the distant mountains and murmured in a voice that only she could hear, "Because the time is approaching... I need someone like him who is constantly preparing."
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