"Where is he now? Where is our army?" General Vic hammered the table angrily. He pulled the staff beside him and shouted at him: "Tell me, a mutant, destroyed our Liberty and the Empire State Building in front of the whole world. Now you are actually leaving him in Manhattan. Am I crazy? Tell me, am I crazy, or are you a bunch of trash!"

He slammed the poor staff to the ground, "Now, tell me where the army is, and where the enemy is!"

"General, the New York garrison has fallen!"

"What are you telling me? You are using Fall. Do you want to tell me that they were all killed by a mutant bastard?" The angry Vic raised the staff member high, staring at him with blood-red eyes.

The staffer's teeth were trembling, and his legs were almost shaking into sieve. He looked to the left with trembling fear. Vic put down his staff, looked in the direction he looked over, and walked over. A gentleman with meticulous hair combed, staring at the screen quietly, as if he had not heard Vic's roar like a storm.

Vick hit the right hook to hit the damn girl into the screen. A big hand like an iron hoop grabbed his right fist, and a big guy with a rigid face grabbed his hand steadily. Only then did the man slowly turn around.

"I admire you very much. In a word, those bastards! They are bastards, monsters, deformities! They are the sins of the world!" The gentleman raised his right hand, signaled the big guy to let go of the general, and said slowly: "But that is also a group of powerful monsters. General, take your little babies home!"

"This is the battlefield, please leave it to professionals!"

"We are professional! Stryker!" Vick's face turned red, and he wanted to take back his right hand that was pinched into pieces with his teeth.

"Is that?" Stryk tapped on the screen, and a shaking scene flashed. On the picture, an armored vehicle and a tank collided into a ball. The driving truck was dismantled into pieces in the speeding span, and fell on the road with the soldiers above. Countless fully armed soldiers were wailing and were overwhelmed to the ground by a huge gravity.

The fighter plane automatically disintegrated in the air, and the machinery destroyed itself into a ball of waste slag. Burning steel and gasoline gathered in the air into a huge fire tornado, destroying all the fortifications near it. F16 was like a fragile piece of paper, controlled by an invisible force and slapped on the ground.

Vic did not even see an enemy. The soldier was injured by the bullets automatically activated in the magazine, and the machinery and vehicles were destroyed by the power of their own operation. The weapons that the United States was proud of were destroyed by itself under the control of the enemy. None, even the single enemy, the soldier panickedly designed toward the sky and then was penetrated by the falling bullets.

Blood, fire and iron, distort in the burning air.

"This is your manifestation. When facing them, you are helpless like a child." Stryker sneered: "You have not even seen him, and in the process of searching, you have destroyed yourself."

Vic's face turned pale. He held the table tightly, his nails pierced into the solid wood table, dyeing his hands bloody, but he seemed to be unaware of it and still stared at the screen, "What's going on? Where is the battlefield evaluation expert? Where is the intelligence team? I want all his intelligence, everything!"

The staff officer stood up tremblingly and said in a nervous tremolo: "Code name 'X', nationality unknown, age unknown, identity unknown, according to his behavioral habits, it can be judged that the possibility of being a Chinese is 80%. Without all his behavioral information, he appeared for the first time and made the live broadcast that shocked the earth in front of the whole world."

"Ability is the mind power. According to classification, it should be the gravitational control in the mind power. Omega-level mutant. According to information, his ability operation accuracy is nano-level. According to him, there is the power to pull down asteroids and destroy the earth..."

With a 'bang', the staff officer squatted down with his face. Vic put down the teacup in his hand and said angrily: "Besides the unknown, what else have you found, waste! All these things are known to ghosts! How did he destroy our army? What are his weaknesses in his ability? How do we kill him? His relatives, friends, and countries, is he a ghost that emerged out of thin air?"

"Asteroids are not enough to destroy the earth, at most they destroy humans!" Stryker was exhausted and said leisurely: "Your information is already the majority. Vic, we know nothing about him, and he has no trace of existence in this world."

"But we know that he is a weapon expert, proficient in most of our standard weapons, understands every parameter of mechanical structure, he is a physics expert, and can exert a very small force to destroy a running behemoth. He is an energy expert, a chemistry expert, a high-energy physics expert, and even more so, he is also a nuclear expert!"

"Don't tell me he can synthesize a nuclear bomb!"

"It's not that magical! But if he has nuclear raw materials, it is enough to undergo a violent fission reaction on his own. Our technology cannot stop it." Stryker sighed: "The power of wisdom and science, the power of human beings! Although it is a mutant, he is more like a human than any mutant. Other mutants are just beasts, and only he is the hunter."

"You mean that any nuclear power plant on our land may turn into a nuclear bomb at any time!" Big beads of sweat drooped down Vick's forehead, "What are we waiting for? This is a thug, an unprecedented dangerous madman. Wait, are you sure of all this?"

"How did you think the nuclear power of the USS Washington aircraft carrier formation was destroyed?" Stryker smiled.

"I saw it in the dock the day before yesterday! Stryker, don't lie to me!" Vic stared at Stryker and said fiercely.

"Look!" Stryker handed him a document with the top secret mark of the double-headed eagle, and faced the screen with his hands behind his back: "The huge heat of the nuclear reaction destroyed the core of the aircraft carrier, and now lying in the dock is a pile of scrap iron."

"Our pride, in X's hands, is a nuclear bomb that can be detonated at any time! It can easily destroy all aircraft carrier formations. The Ministry of Defense has issued strict requirements that all nuclear weapons are not allowed to face X."

"If so, why didn't he destroy the Washington?" Vic questioned in disbelief.

Stryker was silent for a while before speaking: "Professor X, that is, the mutant hybrid, raised a possibility. He believed that X was promoting peace between mutants and humans. He prompted the world to face up to the power and value of mutants, and to prompt the mutants to reintegrate into human society."

"Is it promoted by destroying the earth? Is it promoted by killing?" Vick smiled rampantly.

"Isn't war the biggest driving force for national integration? In the face of such a crisis, mutants and humans can only face it in unity and communicate with each other. The power of mutants makes the opposition tremble and make those who support them cheer as heroes. His actions are very likely." Stryker said calmly.

"You mean, we are facing a saint? Jesus in human history?" Vic laughed, thinking there was nothing more ridiculous than this. He pointed to the battlefield on the screen, pointed to the flying bullets, and said, "Are you sure that Jesus did this?"

"He is Satan, without him, why do people expect heaven?" Stryker laughed and said, "Most of the soldiers are just injured. The mortality rate of the soldiers you see is not high."

"He is Satan to the mutants, but I am not the Lamb waiting for the Gospel to come. The only value of those gangsters is to lie on the lab table. The only fate of those monsters will be destruction! So, find him and kill him! No matter what he wants to do?"

"So?" General Vic narrowed his eyes.

"So, let the professionals come and let the group of hounds behind me give X a little color." Stryker looked at the men in black behind him and sneered: "Go! My weapons!"

The city of Manhattan is full of war smoke, with unfinished fireworks and black smoke. The center of New York, which was once the most prosperous and prosperous, was dilapidated like a huge ruin. The once bustling crowds, elites, now only a few wild dogs and carnival bandits are having fun in this city.

Huge steel structures hover in the center of Manhattan. These TV towers and steel frames gather from all directions and twist into huge steel thrones on the original site of the Empire State Building. Chen Ang stood at the peak and looked into the endless distance.

"It's finally here!" Chen Ang sighed.

The invisible gravity, like a huge spider web, stretches across the United States and continues to spread to other regions. Everything that can affect the mass of gravity is reflected by this big web, and is connected through Chen Ang and the electromagnetic waves extending in the sky.

Now, Chen Ang regards himself as the hub of the global network, and uses the endless amount of computing power of global computers through wireless networks to monitor every thread and every tiny in the world.

Chen Ang is quickly simulating Professor X's telepathy ability. He is learning and observing the world.
Chapter completed!