"W-what was going on?"
Banshee clutched the windowsill tightly with both hands, as if that was the only thing giving him a sense of safety.
"What the hell happened?!"
Havok swallowed hard.
"It was mutants—other mutants!"
Hank, who was more mature than the others, came to that conclusion.
Unless it was mutants, ordinary people could not possibly have done something like this.
"Rorschach, how could you stay so calm? How did you do it?"
Raven stared at Rorschach in astonishment.
The base was being massacred!
Why was Rorschach not afraid at all?
"Simple." Rorschach flashed Raven a cocky grin. "I'm pretending."
Raven: "..."
Banshee and the others were completely impressed.
At a time like this, he still had the mood to joke around. Rorschach's mental fortitude was no joke—they were practically about to piss themselves.
Rat-a-tat-tat!
Rat-a-tat-tat!
Faint gunfire began to ring out as CIA agents engaged the intruders in a fierce firefight.
"Get back! Get back! Go into the room! We're under attack!"
A squad of agents rushed out just in time, each carrying an assault rifle as they shouted at Raven and the others.
Normally, they mocked these mutants and treated them like monkeys in a zoo.
But at a critical moment like this, they still fulfilled their duty and began protecting the mutants.
Even in the face of mortal danger.
New mission generated: Mission: Prevent Black King Shaw and his group from taking away any mutant. Mission Reward: 300 Origin Points
At that moment, a corresponding notification sounded in Rorschach's mind.
A new mission had been triggered again!
Rorschach could not help feeling invigorated.
"Only 300 Origin Points for this mission?"
But then Rorschach could not help silently protesting. He felt the system was screwing him over.
Last time, dealing with a mere Sabretooth had earned him 100 Origin Points.
But now there were Black King Shaw, Red Devil, and Riptide—three powerful mutants.
Every one of them was stronger than Sabretooth!
The difficulty was more than three times higher. No matter how he looked at it, 300 Origin Points seemed a little too little, didn't it?
But on second thought, perhaps he could not calculate it that way.
After all, the system's mission this time was to stop Black King Shaw from taking away mutants, not to kill Black King Shaw and the others.
And based on what Rorschach knew from the plot, although Black King Shaw had gone to great lengths to invade this secret base, he had only taken Angel in the end. That was all.
In other words, this mission could be summarized as: Stop Black King Shaw from taking Angel.
And there were actually many ways to achieve that. For example, he could knock Angel unconscious right now.
But Rorschach was not going to suddenly lose his mind for no reason.
He was not particularly concerned about those three, either.
The current Rorschach had that kind of strength!
Even against Black King Shaw, Rorschach knew he could not kill him, but it would be impossible for the other man to kill him as well.
Three hundred Origin Points it was. System Daddy had the final say!
Swish!
Just as those thoughts flashed through Rorschach's mind, Red Devil appeared outside the lounge like a ghost.
He even struck an absurdly showy pose, spreading his arms like Rose in Jack's embrace.
"Behind you!"
"Watch your backs!"
The mutants inside shouted at the CIA agents at the top of their lungs.
The agents spun around one after another, raised their assault rifles, and mercilessly pulled the triggers at Red Devil.
Rat-a-tat-tat!
Rat-a-tat-tat!
A dense storm of bullets rained down on Red Devil.
Swish!
But Red Devil vanished in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside one of the agents, snatched the assault rifle from his hands, and fired at another agent.
The other agents were shocked, but before they could react, Red Devil disappeared from before their eyes once more.
Like a phantom, he appeared somewhere else.
Whoosh!
Elsewhere.
A terrifying tornado suddenly appeared out of thin air and swept toward the huge "sphere" in the courtyard.
In an instant, it destroyed the giant sphere.
That was the Mutant Growth Accelerator Beast Hank had specially built for Charles, and it was also the only thing Black King Shaw feared.
So Black King Shaw had not come merely to take away a few mutants. He had also come to destroy the Mutant Growth Accelerator.
Whoosh!
After destroying the Mutant Growth Accelerator completely, the tornado continued sweeping toward the group as if it had eyes.
It finally stopped before another window.
A middle-aged man with long hair, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, appeared before everyone.
It was none other than Riptide.
Red Devil was mercilessly slaughtering the CIA agents in front of them, while a terrifying mutant capable of creating hurricanes blocked their escape route behind them.
Raven, Banshee, Havok, and the other mutants were almost in despair.
"Rorschach, what do we do?"
Banshee looked at Rorschach anxiously.
"Yeah, Rorschach, think of something!"
Havok quickly chimed in from the side.
At such a critical moment, Rorschach—whom Charles and Erik both held in high regard—had unconsciously become everyone's pillar.
"Stay here for now. We'll be fine."
Rorschach spoke calmly to his companions.
"But those people outside won't hold out much longer. We should get out of here quickly!" Darwin disagreed.
"That red-skinned guy can teleport. What would be the point of leaving?"
With just one sentence, Rorschach left Darwin speechless.
"Stay put!"
After saying that, Rorschach did not waste any more words. Moving several times faster than a car, he charged toward Red Devil.
Those CIA agents were protecting them no matter what. Since he was fully capable of helping, Rorschach naturally would not stand by and watch them die for nothing.
Squelch!
Outside in the plaza, Red Devil stabbed a knife through an agent's chest.
Just as he planned to casually kill another agent as well, a fierce gust of wind struck him head-on.
A young mutant appeared before him in the blink of an eye.
He threw a vicious punch at Red Devil.
Swish!
Red Devil used his ability and vanished at once.
Without question, Rorschach's punch hit nothing but air.
"What was the point of picking on ordinary people? If you've got the guts, come at me!"
Rorschach looked around for Red Devil's figure as he shouted.
He was not showing off. He was deliberately luring Red Devil into attacking him.
Considering Red Devil's ability, none of Rorschach's attacks would work on him. A speed twice that of highway traffic was nowhere near enough.
His only chance was to make Red Devil take the initiative and attack him.
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