Pioneer of a New Era

Despite a head full of questions, the Red Devil was fated to never get an answer. His vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

Thump!

Rorschach then flicked his wrist, tossing the Red Devil's corpse onto the ground like a dead dog.

"Rorschach actually... killed that terrifying guy?"

"No way? It's fake, right?"

The mutants who had been worried about Rorschach, such as Mystique Raven, Beast Hank, and Darwin, were all dumbfounded.

One second, Rorschach was facing the desperate crisis of "flying," and the next second, he made a comeback and instantly took down his opponent?

The turn of events was so huge that everyone was a bit slow to react.

"Azazel!"

Black King was also stunned. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and heartache.

He was surprised because Black King never expected that such a powerful mutant as the Red Devil, who could complete so many difficult missions with ease, would die on such a simple mission.

He died at the hands of such a young man.

The heartache was naturally because the Red Devil was one of Black King's rare right-hand men, a trusted subordinate.

It was hard to find another one once he was dead.

But then, Black King's eyes, as he looked at Rorschach, began to gleam with eagerness.

This young man was the mutant with the greatest potential he had ever encountered!

He had to be brought under his command!

That way, losing the Red Devil wouldn't matter.

Poor Red Devil, if he knew his master had instantly forgotten about him right after he died, who knows what he would think.

But this was Black King.

A cold-blooded, ruthless executioner who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

"You killed Azazel!"

Avalanche's eyes also widened, filled with deep shock.

He flipped his hand, and a vortex appeared in his palm.

Whoosh!

But before Avalanche could unleash the vortex, Rorschach suddenly flicked his wrist and shot towards Avalanche.

A dagger flew out, turning into a cold glint.

Where did the dagger come from?

Naturally, Rorschach had gone to prepare it when he "disappeared" after Charles and Erik left.

Under Rorschach's force of over ten tons, the dagger instantly turned into a streak of light and shot towards Avalanche.

With a horizontal force of over ten tons acting on an object, and the object starting from zero acceleration, how long would it take to slide twenty meters horizontally?

It was merely the blink of an eye.

Chii!

Avalanche's vision blurred. He didn't react at all before his body trembled violently, and he was sent flying backward.

Bang! He slammed heavily onto the ground.

And on Avalanche's chest, Rorschach's dagger had hit dead center, piercing through Avalanche's entire right chest.

"You... you..."

Avalanche only managed to utter these two muffled sounds from his mouth before his head lolled to the side, and he became completely still.

The scene was incredibly quiet for a moment. Everyone just stared blankly at Avalanche's corpse on the ground, feeling that it was somewhat unreal.

This mutant could easily create tornadoes and effortlessly destroy such a massive structure as the Mutant Growth Accelerator.

A group of special agents couldn't make any waves in front of him; he could deal with them all in the blink of an eye with a wave of his hand.

To everyone, although the Red Devil was terrifying, Avalanche's destructive power was even greater.

And yet, such a powerful mutant died so easily?

But for Rorschach, this was not strange at all. Many mutants were like this, with high offense and low defense.

The most typical example was Magneto.

Magneto's power was undoubtedly immense. In "Days of Future Past," he flipped an entire football stadium in a fit of rage, how domineering was that?

He was far more powerful than Avalanche at this stage.

And yet, he was taken down by a small bullet from Raven.

Professor X was actually the same.

If he wore that helmet that could block his abilities, anyone with a gun, or even a knife, could kill Professor X.

Of course, this refers to Professor X before he was in a wheelchair.

So, from Rorschach's perspective, although Avalanche was powerful, he actually had an extremely fatal weakness: the other party's ability couldn't be activated instantly, or rather, couldn't hit him instantly.

After all, it takes time for a tornado to move.

And Avalanche himself wasn't skilled in hand-to-hand combat.

Given that, why would Rorschach foolishly try to clash abilities with him?

Was his brain waterlogged?

The best strategy was to quickly finish the job.

"As expected of Rorschach!"

"So cool!"

After the initial shock, the mutants became excited again one by one.

Two of the original three mutants were dealt with by Rorschach in the blink of an eye, and the crisis had been greatly averted!

With Rorschach here, it truly made them feel inexplicably at ease.

Everyone looked at Rorschach with adoration, praising him to the highest degree.

When danger struck at a critical moment, looking at their performance versus Rorschach's performance, the difference was simply too vast.

Clap clap clap!

Applause broke out, and Black King, that guy, actually looked at Rorschach with a face full of approval and started clapping.

It was as if the ones who died weren't his two confidantes, but two insignificant background characters.

"Truly astonishing!"

Black King's admiration was unconcealed. He strode towards the crowd, but his gaze remained fixed on Rorschach.

"Do you know what those two were capable of? Do you know how much power they possessed? Yet you eliminated them all. I must say, this is something I never expected."

"You didn't even bat an eye!"

"Talent like yours shouldn't be buried in a place like this. Come with me! A new era is dawning, and it will be our era!"

Black King sincerely invited Rorschach.

"You're right, a new era will indeed come," Rorschach nodded.

Black King's lips curved into a smile, a very satisfied smile.

He was becoming more and more pleased with Rorschach; he was truly a promising youth.

"But I'm quite sure the new era we're talking about isn't the same thing," Rorschach immediately shook his head, his expression serious. "And the one who ushers in the new era won't be you!"

"Not me? Then who will it be?" Black King raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "You're not going to tell me it'll be you, are you?"

For Rorschach, possessing the Homelander template and knowing the direction of some major events, if there was anyone in the world who could usher in a new era, He really was the most likely candidate.

However, Rorschach couldn't be bothered to argue about such things with Black King. He was a transmigrator, and he naturally knew how foolish it was to blabber on in front of villains.