Mutant Organization

Even with Ling's powerful bullets, they were completely suppressed by Erik in front of him, so Rorschach wasn't worried about Erik.

He looked at Sabretooth, whose head was rapidly healing, and fell into thought.

Given Sabretooth's monstrous healing factor, it would be very difficult to defeat him with just fists.

He couldn't just beat the guy into a pulp, right?

That would be a bit too extreme.

Thinking this, Rorschach's gaze swept across the scene, finally landing on the two steak knives Erik had used to pierce Sabretooth, which Sabretooth had casually tossed aside.

Without hesitation, Rorschach walked over leisurely and picked up one of the steak knives, weighing it in his hand.

No matter how well Sabretooth could heal, if he were to lop off his stupid head with a single slice, he'd surely be dead, right?

Sabretooth wasn't Deadpool, capable of regrowing limbs.

The only thing he needed to consider was, was this knife any good?

He wondered if it was strong enough to smash garlic without breaking.

But reality didn't give Rorschach much time to ponder. Sabretooth had once again fully revived in this short time!

The wildness within him had completely erupted, a grinning expression on his face, coupled with the bloodstains, making him look like a great demon king emerging from hell.

He lunged at Rorschach once more.

Rorschach easily dodged with his speed far exceeding that of ordinary people, maneuvering to Sabretooth's side. He tightly gripped the steak knife and slashed it forward.

Clang!

A cold glint flashed.

Swoosh!

Sabretooth's head flew off, blood spraying from his neck like a fountain, a truly spectacular sight.

Due to the immense inertia, Sabretooth's headless corpse continued forward for two steps before crashing heavily to the ground.

His head, meanwhile, traced an elegant arc through the air, flying dozens of meters away before landing on the lawn like a ball.

"You, you killed Victor!"

Bradley stared blankly at Sabretooth's corpse, his mind feeling a bit numb.

Victor, such a beast-like fellow, had been so easily killed by this young man?

He truly hadn't expected this young man, who even looked a bit scholarly, to be so formidable.

"If he can't grow a new head, then I suppose he's dead."

Rorschach shrugged.

"Ugh!"

A muffled groan came from not far away. Magneto had also finished his fight.

Ling, hit by several of his own bullets, had her eyes wide open as she fell to the ground, filled with extreme unwillingness.

She went to reunite with her dear teammate Sabretooth, after all, good brothers should stick together.

[Mission Complete, congratulations to the host for obtaining 100 Origin Points!]

[Origin Points, as the name suggests, are the host's foundational source for advancement, strengthening, and growth! Embark on your upgrade and enhancement journey now!]

At that very moment, a series of prompts sounded in Rorschach's mind.

Simultaneously, a string of information related to Origin Points popped up.

In short, just as the System had said, Origin Points were the foundation of Rorschach's growth and evolution.

They could be used to unlock progress on the Homelander template, or be added individually to one of his attributes for attribute-specific strengthening.

They could even be used directly to unlock or upgrade Rorschach's current abilities.

In a word, Rorschach's growth was inseparable from Origin Points.

"Rorschach, I really didn't see that you were so violent."

Erik walked up to Rorschach, looking down at Sabretooth's headless corpse, and spread his hands.

"It's just that the blood sprayed quite a bit, but actually, I believe he died peacefully, without any pain," Rorschach said earnestly.

This wasn't Rorschach bragging. With the speed of his blade, he could have sliced through flesh and blood like paper.

Severing Sabretooth's head was a matter of an instant.

It was likely that Sabretooth hadn't even registered what happened before his head was flying through the air.

Given Sabretooth's tenacious vitality, he might have even experienced the sensation of flying.

"Are you alright?"

Erik looked at Rorschach again, this time without beating around the bush.

He had deliberately teased Rorschach earlier to ease the atmosphere, as killing could have a psychological impact on any young person.

"I'm fine."

Rorschach shook his head.

Even though this was his first time killing someone in two lifetimes, he couldn't quite explain it, but he didn't feel much emotional fluctuation.

He himself found it somewhat surprising.

"If you want to talk, you can talk to me anytime."

Erik patted Rorschach on the shoulder, then turned to Bradley. "Who are those two?"

"Man, I'm afraid you've gotten yourselves into trouble." Bradley's expression turned extremely grave.

"Oh? What kind of trouble?"

Erik pressed, his voice deep. He could see it himself, even without Bradley saying anything.

"The one with claws that grow from his hands is named Victor. The other one, I don't know his name, we just call him Ling."

"They come from a very secretive organization, a very hidden, and at the same time, very dangerous organization."

Bradley paused for a moment, then said what he could.

"What kind of organization?"

Erik's brow shot up, his gaze instantly sharpening, like a knife cutting into Bradley's face.

Bradley's anus involuntarily tightened.

This guy suddenly became so scary!

"I'm asking you what kind of organization!" Erik grabbed Bradley by the collar and roared, "Is it Shaw?"

Based on the intelligence Erik possessed, the only mutant organization and power he knew of that had formed into a force was Black King Shaw's Hellfire Club.

"Shaw? No, man, who is Shaw?"

"Don't try any tricks on me, tell me if it's Shaw!"

"Man! I've never even heard of this Shaw! Let go of me!"

"No, you're lying to me!"

"Erik! Calm down!"

Seeing Erik clearly getting agitated, Rorschach couldn't help but stop him. "I don't think he's lying."

It wasn't just a feeling; Rorschach was certain!

The secret organization Bradley mentioned was created by Stryker, not Black King Shaw.

"He'd better not be!"

Erik glanced at Rorschach, then finally let go of Bradley.

"Man, if I were you, I'd get out of here as fast as possible, the sooner the better!"

Bradley straightened his clothes. Although he was a bit annoyed by Erik, he still earnestly warned them.

This was because Bradley had already heard rumors of Sabretooth hunting down "defectors" like them.

So, strictly speaking, these two mutants who had appeared out of nowhere had actually saved his life.

"You're coming with us!"

Erik grabbed Bradley's arm without further ado, forcibly pulling him into his car.