It was a remote woodland on the edge of the town, with no asphalt roads, only a layer of gravel on the dirt, and even such a trail came to an end, surrounded by towering spruce trees and shading oak trees, and only overgrown bushes and weeds.

"That's it." Clapping his hands, Eric stopped, and the nearby figures surrounded him from afar.

S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Coulson walked in front, his expression still unsmiling, with Captain America on the left and a female agent in a black bodysuit with a burgundy head on the right.

Seeing the acquaintance, the captain sighed and did not speak.

"I'm sorry Eric, I was ordered to arrest you." Coulson was as plain as ever, without a single superfluous word, without fear or excitement.

Eric appreciates this merit.

He smiled: "I was not accused of being convicted, I almost thank you for your thoughtfulness." ”

"Would you like to come with us?" Before Coulson could reply, the female agent next to her pulled out a transparent handcuff from her waist, her curly burgundy long casually draped over her shoulders, her eyes slender and charming, and the slightly thick corners of her mouth revealed a wild charm.

"That's not going to work." Eric smiled and refused. "I always tell my children to be brave people, and it's not my habit to be caught."

As the tension grew, groups of soldiers in hazmat suits, unarmed with no metal gear, some armed with resin shields, others with transparent crossbows and throwing nets, and a little farther away, heavily armed humanoid mechs flew from the treetops.

"Is that Tony's baby, or is it a replica of Exploration Spaceflight?" Eric muttered to himself, looking into the distance. Those mecha specially prepared for him and made of a large number of non-metallic materials have a simple and heavy shape, and at first glance they are not Playboy's style.

"Obadai's product." Eric smiled and pointed to the sky, "You think you're sure of a win?" ”

"If that's not enough, we can call in more reinforcements. As long as you don't run away as promised, we won't shift our focus to the Mutant Academy. A golden man stepped out of the crowd. Standing behind Captain America, he shouted to Eric from afar. "Mr. Eric, don't have to delay, we have tested the potion, and for every level of corresponding ability, the amount of potion injection will increase by one, although we don't have a fourth-level mutant to do a real body, but we have prepared six for you, even if you are a legendary omega-level mutant. and also to fall on your knees under the power of science. ”

His voice was high-pitched, like a smug wolf howl, and when he heard his words, the faces of the soldiers who were originally slightly nervous calmed down a little.

"Why run away, another man blinded by rumors." Eric said very slightly, then raised his voice. "Is this what Jimmy did?"

"That's right." When asked what he was proud of, the man burst out laughing. "Your little mutant brother knows that he is a danger to you, and fearing that he will be killed for it, so he draws blood for several days before entering school and gives it to his most trusted classmate, whose father happens to be working for the world-famous Watsendon Pharmaceutical Company, and he has benefited us immensely."

"Jimmy has always been smart." Eric said lightly. The boy's delicate face slowly appeared in his memory, and then gradually disappeared.

Indeed, he was afraid that he would not be able to convince his classmates. So he explained everything, as long as he didn't hurt his family, the other mutants didn't matter, although he died, his soul would see that we faithfully fulfilled our promise. Now you see, we have a complete grasp of your weaknesses, we have called up a lot of video analysis from before the crash, and now just by getting close to him you lost your strength and were almost stoned to death, and now you have been injected with blood extract for six unit doses. I'm curious how long you can last, we have to have time anyway. The smile on the corner of the golden man's mouth grew bigger and bigger. He couldn't help but proclaim proudly, as if he was really in control.

Eric looked at the sky. The drizzle had stopped, and there was a slight earthy smell in the air, which was his favorite weather.

"What's your name?" Eric asked faintly, his eyes like staring at the crowd opposite, and as if he was out of the world, and at the subtle change of his face, the captain's heart suddenly lifted, and he moved to Coulson's side.

The golden man didn't realize that the planning he had been planning for many days was about to succeed, and he was in the most proud time of his life.

"This is Driss from Texas, remember that I observed your shortcomings, and my name will be mentioned by your people often in the future." Drichs cried out with flushed cheeks, and in a trance he saw that he was climbing to the top of his life.

In the midst of such infinite joy, Driss waved his hand, and a round of transparent crossbow arrows scattered at Eric with great speed.

Arrows rained down, and this weapon, which had been obsolete after the advent of the modern front-loading rifle, was pinned on infinite hope at this moment, and their special material was not afraid of magnetic field containment, and it was sharp enough that the staff department thought that it could at least make the new Magneto scramble.

But their goal miraculously vanished.

The soldiers who shot out of the first round wrung their crossbow plates in a hurry, not distracted to pay attention to the situation in the field, and the soldiers who were preparing in the second round were now wrong, and they looked at it with wide eyes, and suddenly one of them screamed fiercely.

A hand with a shimmering silver spot entered the man's chest, penetrated the muscles and fat layers, forcibly shattered the spine and strong sternum, and then protruded from the chest, with a "poof" sound, and the soldiers in the front row were drenched with fishy blood.

The man screamed, and the wound crossbow lost control, and the arrow shot at a very close range, piercing the head of another colleague in an instant.

The blood mist skyrocketed, and through the red, the soldier who turned his head in shock saw Eric's icy eyes.

"Come at me, Eric." The captain shouted, and he didn't care about scolding the stunned Delicis, and rushed over desperately.

The killings continued, and people continued to lose their lives with each breath.

"Normally, I don't attack people." Leaving behind the soldier who had dropped his crossbow, Eric snapped the neck of one of the sneak attackers. "But except for those who pose a threat to me."

"You are not an ordinary person, you should restrain yourself." The captain was stunned by the soldier's terrible situation, and he collided with his opponent, and Eric's strength exceeded his estimates.

The cells are driven by a magnetic force. Swirling, they flickered with tiny electric sparks that powered their masters, and their individual power could be extremely limited. But when the tens of trillions of cellular power of more than 600 muscles in the human body converged, Eric's power was extraordinarily great.

This is not Magneto's ability. Rather, it is a skill provided by another world, which was originally difficult to reproduce in the outside world, but with the support of mutant power, it has become a reality in Eric.

The captain was forcibly pushed away by him, collided with the fleeing soldiers, lost his balance, and the wolf fell to the bottom of the hill.

The flesh and blood were completely powerless, and Derrichs, who had hid in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and ordered the humanoid mecha to come forward and besiege according to the established plan.

Feel the metal parts approaching you. Eric smiled and waved his hand, and the mechs stopped in the air reluctantly.

The target disappeared again, and the operator in the mecha was trying to pull the manipulator, and the alarm from his companion suddenly sounded frantically.

With a "click", a huge force slashed through the helmet, and the microcrystalline graphite material, which weighed only two-thirds of steel and was five times stronger, was cut off by Eric's bare hands.

After the same few soft sounds, the flying helmet fell to the ground with flesh and head heavy, and then the mecha that lost control could no longer stay in the air.

The captain picked up a transparent shield and threw it into the sky. Eric dodged slightly, then lunged at the other mechs that were fleeing.

Hardened limbs flew into the sky, and weapon parts were scattered like debris tossed by a tornado. Eric raised his silver hand like a sharp saber to sever the last mech. In the midst of the bloody rain, the operator of the mecha felt light, and he was overjoyed that he thought he could escape the clutches of death, but he had just rushed forward not far before he felt as if his waist was being pulled hard by a rope.

He hastily turned his head to see the blood getting thicker and thicker, the stump being dragged by him and spilling blood all over the ground, and through the transparent helmet, the operator felt as if he was being strangled by a long, soft organ. It's getting harder and harder to breathe.

The last mech is destroyed, and Eric slowly descends from the sky. The medicine in his body inevitably took effect, and his control power was rapidly decreasing. In order to reduce wear and tear, it is necessary to use the body more.

"You have as much strength as I am, but you have a flag on your chest, thinking that you are fighting for your country, I see your future, captain." Eric waved the blood off his fingers and spoke loudly to the captain.

"There is no flag in the future." He pointed hard at the captain's chest, and the Star-Spangled Banner man was blood-red.

"That's not my future, I'm only fighting for my homeland." The captain replied firmly, the best alloy shield could not be used, the resin shield could not withstand the impact, it had long been scattered into pieces, and now he could only rely on his body like Eric.

Several times staggered, limbs collided, and the ground seemed to tremble faintly.

Then the captain was knocked out again. The belligerent blood of the former reincarnation roared through Eric's body, and the techniques that had long been abandoned were recalled. Although the captain has undergone arduous training, he is subject to the same narrow world as Logan.

The blow slammed into the captain's liver, knocking his feet off the ground, and in mid-air Eric grabbed him by the shoulders and punched him flying into the trunk of the tree where the two were hugging.

The huge pain made his whole body spasm, he had never experienced such pain in his life, but today he tasted it again and again.

"If you are fighting for the Motherland, why are you in front of me today." Eric didn't press any closer to him, and turned and walked towards Derichs. "You've been deceived, Captain. You think you're still a regular soldier, but in reality you're afraid to admit that we've left humanity far behind. I'm not like you, I'm proud to accept reality and have no fear. (To be continued)

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