In the corner of the palace, Mr. President of the United States leaned against the pillar and said helplessly to the British Prime Minister beside him:

"Ahem, Mr. Prime Minister... You can see all around here, most of the people in this palace have a power that the regular force of the army can't limit... If you ask me why I don't have a tea service, why don't you go up and ask the gentleman why he didn't serve him well..."

President Nixon stabbed two sentences rather unkindly, turned his head away from the little man with an unclear mind, and looked at Mr. Howlett above from afar, with mixed feelings.

In the central pyramid of the royal city, except for the heads of state or official representatives of some great powers, only the transcendents of this world gathered together, and this moment seemed to mark the complete end of the power of the world.

All of them are either as tall and strong as iron towers, or have peculiar mutant traits, or have treacherous temperaments and gloomy faces.

People gathered loosely under the megalithic throne, watching as the members of the "Whip of Order" placed more than a dozen huge iron boxes scattered among the palaces, so that everyone could see the contents up close.

As the iron box opened together, a biting cold mist leaked from inside, James finally paused and said in a deep voice:

"The corpse of the Ice Giants of Jotunheim landed in present-day Ttensberg, Norway around 965 AD, and the Protoss army of Asgard led by the God-King Odin defeated the Ice Giants."

Bang bang ...

James slowly stepped down from the throne, still not replacing the mottled armor that had been melted down after the end of the battle with the Apocalypse, and stood in mid-air with his blood-colored arcane array in his hands.

For those who don't know much about this history, as well as those who see the ice giant for the first time, some time to digest.

There were bursts of astonishment in the palace, and the Ancient One and Emma Howlett watched helplessly as Laura jumped into an iron box and churned.

She picked up the head of an ice giant larger than her own and showed it off to her roommate, Jean Grey, who was staring at her.

"Jean, look! I'll just say it's going to be fun, do you think it's okay for us to put this big head in the bedroom? I can't put it in my house, I'm afraid Uncle Zola will be jealous... He's duplicitous—"

Jean struggled to look in on her tiptoes, and she could only pull the handle against the edge of the iron box.

Although it was full of hideous heads, arms and legs, the blue-black skin and huge size looked like some kind of shattered giant sculpture, not as terrifying as a broken corpse.

As a surging discussion gradually fell silent, the people who were forcibly invited, including Namor, the king of the sea, looked at the box in silence and said nothing.

Although they were still extremely unconvinced by this high-flying black-haired man, they all listened quietly to him and continued to say aloud:

"The characters in Norse mythology are real, but how many of the myths of other cultures are real? When you look at the corpses of these ice giants who are at war with the Asgardians, they are more aliens than gods."

James glanced at the crowd below, some surprised, some frightened, excited, silent... The range of emotions varies.

"The general trend of human evolution is unstoppable, it is the power in our genes, the choice of the new world, irrefutable! In the face of forces that may come from outside this planet, in the face of all kinds of evil existences in different dimensions..."

"—the transcendent forces of the entire earth must be united!"

His voice was still low, but it rumbled through the hall and reverberated with unquestionable spirit.

After slowly glancing at it a few times, he continued:

「...... Evolutionary serums, human modification techniques, super-technological equipment, magic, and mythical supernatural powers have existed around us for thousands of years, and some are still developing rapidly..."

"Order and rules must be established!"

.........

"Tsk, such a spirit... Captain Rogers, your teacher is really one

Someone forcibly cut off the head of this apocalypse? A mutant with such great power to shape such a palace and city with one hand, unexpectedly..."

Wen Wuli couldn't help but sigh softly beside Steve, he felt more and more that he had lived for more than a thousand years.

In the era of cold weapons, the civil and military forces with the power of the Ten Rings could dominate the world at will, but in today's world, although his personal strength is still outstanding, he can no longer take care of the thoughtfulness of his subordinates.

In the face of truly powerful forces, there are too many restrictions on one's own strength, and the so-called Ten Rings Gang can only deal with some ordinary people who are not in the stream, and in the face of such a new world that gradually takes extraordinary forces as the core, it is really not enough.

Similarly, the "Iron Fist" inheritance from Kunlun, each generation can control the strong "Qi", and a pair of iron fists are invincible.

However, it also has to rely on the heart and spiritual power left by a legendary dragon "Shou Lao" to continue this ability, and there is only one generation to pass it on, which is completely different from the "Seeing God Method" passed down by James by tapping into the potential of human beings themselves.

In essence, it still relies on external forces, which is similar to the principle of mages absorbing the power of a certain existence.

Without a complete system of forces that can be cultivated and learned to continuously cultivate one's followers, and without forming a giant-like force, it is impossible to dominate and subdue such a vast world.

On the one hand, ordinary people and mutants can train and ascend to the otherworldly methods, and on the other hand, the other, the extraordinary schools and organizations that bring together young mutants, not to mention that the Howlett Group has the most powerful energy and materials on the planet.

If it weren't for Apocalypse, a sixth-level peak mutant who was born out of nowhere, James Howlett might have been able to make a few more shots in this world.

.........

"Hey, hey, hey... Hey... Hahahaha..."

A shrill shrill sound suddenly interrupted James's words, and a tall, thin man in the hall with a narrow face and extremely pale leaned back exaggeratedly, as if he felt that everything here was ridiculous.

He was wearing a blood-colored brocade robe, his long black hair hung down his shoulders, the bridge of his nose was very narrow, he looked like a snake, but he had a strange sense of bewitching and handsomeness, and there were two figures around him who were very similar to his temperament and dress, and they also raised their chins proudly.

Eric Lansall touched the shoulder of Professor Charles beside him, looked at the man who seemed to have come out of a medieval European castle like an idiot, and wondered:

"Hey, this, what's the matter? Enough to kill you... It's not stupid to describe it, have you ever seen the world."

Charles couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth and explained softly:

"It's a so-called vampire ancestor, Mr. Barnes and Alex brought a few people to cooperate with the official organization in Europe to capture it, how can I say it... I have been closed off from the world for too many years, and I have lived in a dimly lit castle and kept some humans in captivity to suck blood, and I have serious dementia."

James had already smelled the long-lost stench of corpses, and before he could deal with the vampires that had come out of nowhere, they jumped out of nowhere.

"I didn't expect the 'food' to be here discussing order and rules! It's so much fun... I would like to ask you what kind of order you are going to create?"

As if observing some kind of novel creature, James stepped on the triangular blood-red arcane array and took two steps closer, comparing whether this vampire was similar to Adam, who had fought during the American Civil War, and finally nodded with a smile:

"Dark creatures like vampires, and things like that, must be eradicated."

Crunch crunch...

The three vampires shook their backs in unison and howled sharply, scratching their bodies in seemingly pain.

Their eyes turned completely black, their ears became pointed, the skin of their whole bodies appeared a blue-black metal texture, their bodies swelled rapidly from their originally slender appearance, and two bulges protruded from the shoulder blades behind their backs, and their whole body rattled.

A pair of wings with a thick fleshy membrane pierced out of the back, the wingspan on both sides was more than five meters, the chest and back were covered with thick black hair, and the hands were completely turned into bony claws

。

"For a few years... Humans have given me many names, "Cain", "Dracula", and you will always have the presence of the Blood in your deepest fears, and you haven't hunted for too many years... If it weren't for the disgust of it, how could I have been invited by you, I'm so excited—"

Rumble!

James stepped along, and three orange flames shot out from under his feet towards the three vampires who slowly flapped their wings and rose in the air, and the piercing screams did not last long.

The three giant bats were burned to the ground by the flames of hell, leaving only the shreds of ash birds to dissipate in midair.

James looked down calmly, and continued to say solemnly after a moment's silence:

"No individual or organization with supernatural powers, no matter what country or land you are in, may interfere with the social order of ordinary human beings, and the transcendent will be supernatural, and the ordinary will be mortal."

Everyone at the scene was weighing in their hearts whether they could avoid the blazing flames, they had heard that this Mr. Howlett was the strongest mutant with unparalleled hand-to-hand combat ability, but they didn't expect him to have such skills.

The panther of Wakanda watched from the corner at the man he had seen for the third time, and his father, Azuri, had been able to pounce on him and fight him for a moment.

And after he became a black panther, he thought that Wakanda had finally gone on the road to strength, but he didn't even have the qualifications to fight him, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he even took away the holy mountain that had stood on the earth for millions of years.

Now, Wakanda's Black Panther is not even qualified to walk into the eyes of James Howlett, so he only listened to the mighty "Wolf Emperor" continue:

"All transcendent organizations are required to abide by the basic rules of the Whip of Order, and to form a Transcendent Council. Ordinary people are not allowed to seize extraordinary force by illegal means, and restrain the spread of supernatural forces in the same way as nuclear weapons......

The "Hand Clan", the witch Agatha, and some dark organizations that have obtained some kind of transformation technology all looked at the creatures of the dark world for a reason to be exposed to the sun.

They didn't dare to speak out with dark faces, but there were still "warriors" who dared to challenge the Demon King.

Namor Mackenzie's ankles flapped and flew in front of James, and his resolute and determined look did not compromise because he was already weakened to the extreme, and said in a deep and solemn voice:

"I heard them call you the 'Wolf Emperor', Atlantis has practiced the principle of the strong being king for thousands of years, since you want to unify all the power of the earth and even the sea, you must have the ability to subdue everyone......

"And I, Namor, the king of the sea, do not obey you!"

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