Professor X's Shock

Although he had failed to find any staff on the Third Underground Floor, Richard had no intention of leaving without doing anything.

Great Fire! Without any hesitation, he unleashed Great Fire, summoning blazing orange-red flames and setting the Third Underground Floor ablaze.

Before long, every area of the Third Underground Floor was engulfed in raging flames.

Under the searing heat, all manner of precision instruments and equipment were destroyed, and the entire Third Underground Floor quickly turned into a sea of fire.

After glancing at the results of his arson, Richard used Flash to return to the Second Underground Floor, where Sabretooth and the clone were still locked in an evenly matched brawl.

With a helpless sigh, Richard raised the Masamune in his hand and casually swung it at the clone.

Zanshin!

A purple-edged, white-centered Crescent Moon Sword Qi shot toward the clone like lightning, passing through his waist as easily as slicing through a cucumber and cutting him in two.

"Finish this quickly. I set the floor below on fire, and the smoke will reach us soon."

Richard said to Sabretooth.

If he had not set the Third Underground Floor on fire, he would not have minded Sabretooth continuing to wrestle with the clone.

But that was no longer an option.

The thick smoke and flames from the Third Underground Floor had already begun spreading toward the Second Underground Floor through the ventilation ducts and elevator shafts.

If Sabretooth kept up this little love-hate struggle with the clone, both of them would end up trapped in the inferno.

Richard did not care whether the clone got trapped in the flames.

But he had no desire to see Sabretooth trapped there as well.

Hearing Richard's words, Sabretooth did not hesitate. He immediately went over to the clone's upper body and grabbed him by the neck.

Then, with a violent pull from both hands, he tore off the clone's head.

Richard had assumed Sabretooth would throw the head away after killing the clone.

As it turned out, he had thought too much.

After tearing off the clone's head, Sabretooth did not discard it. Instead, he carried it over to Richard.

"Take me to the plaza upstairs."

Holding the clone's head, Sabretooth said to Richard.

"Alright."

Although he had no idea what Sabretooth intended to do, Richard did not ask. He simply grabbed Sabretooth by the shoulder.

Flash!

With a thought, he and Sabretooth vanished instantly, returning from the Second Underground Floor to the plaza in front of the office building.

The moment they arrived at the plaza, Sabretooth headed straight for the flagpole and lowered the United States flag hanging from it.

He tied the clone's head to the United States flag, then raised both the head and the flag to the top of the flagpole.

Uh...

Richard had originally thought Sabretooth wanted to keep the clone's head as evidence.

He had not expected Sabretooth to tie it to the United States flag to declare his dissatisfaction.

As Sabretooth admired his "masterpiece" with a satisfied expression, Richard walked over and grabbed his shoulder again.

Flash!

He used Flash once more, taking Sabretooth away from the plaza and back to the building rooftop where Clarice was.

The moment they arrived on the rooftop, Sabretooth saw the mutant children who had just been rescued and looked at Clarice in confusion.

"They were locked in cages on the Third Underground Floor. Richard told me to bring them out."

Clarice immediately explained.

After hearing Clarice's answer, Sabretooth looked at Richard and asked, "What are you planning to do with these little ones?"

"We'll deal with them later. Take them back first. I still have some personal matters to handle."

Richard responded.

"You're not coming back with us?"

Clarice immediately asked.

"I'll return later."

"Alright, stop wasting time. You go ahead."

After saying that, Richard used Flash to return to the plaza in front of the office building.

When they saw him Flash back to the plaza, both Sabretooth and Clarice frowned.

In their eyes, tonight's objective had already been completed perfectly. There was no need to stay any longer.

They had no way of knowing that, for Richard, tonight's objective was far from complete.

He needed to kill twelve Mutant Agents to complete the "Son of the Devil (II)" mission and obtain Vergil's Summoned Swords.

So far, he had only killed Benjamin. He was still a long way from completing the mission.

Although the system had not required him to complete the mission tonight, tonight was the best opportunity to do so.

More importantly, he did not want to make another trip.

If something could be finished tonight, there was no need to put it off until tomorrow.

It was just like webnovel authors writing their chapters.

Many webnovel authors could clearly finish that day's content during the day, yet they refused to write it, insisting on waiting until nine or ten at night to begin their "attendance bonus defense battle."

What was even more ridiculous was that these webnovel authors had no saved chapters at all, insisting on experiencing a last-minute "race against death" every day.

Although the system had given him three days to complete the mission, Richard had no intention of waiting until the deadline was near to finish something he could have completed much earlier.

Procrastination was not a good habit!

After Flashing back to the plaza outside the office building, Richard did not enter the building to hunt down ordinary staff, nor did he plan to set the building on fire. Instead, he walked over to the Sentinel Robot wreckage.

He casually arranged the Sentinel Robot wreckage and made himself a "throne" out of the remains.

Then, he planted the Masamune beside the "throne," sat down in a commanding posture, and waited for the other Mutant Agents to arrive.

While the Action Department's Mutant Agents rushed toward the Los Angeles Branch, Los Angeles's major television stations also received news that the Los Angeles Branch was under attack.

Though they had made no preparations, these stations immediately dispatched News Helicopters and reporters to the scene.

At the same time, news of the attack on the Los Angeles Branch began spreading online.

Before long, News Helicopters from the major television stations arrived above the Los Angeles Branch.

Without exception, the spotlights and cameras on the News Helicopters were all aimed at Richard, who sat atop the Sentinel Robot wreckage.

Not only did Richard not drive away the News Helicopters, he even hoped the reporters aboard them would broadcast the coming battle live.

Although doing so would make him a priority wanted criminal of the United States government and the Department of Mutant Affairs, he did not care.

Or rather, from the very first day he had arrived in this world, he had prepared himself for the possibility of becoming "famous."

Unless he intended to become a dog for the United States government and the Department of Mutant Affairs.

Otherwise, given his personality, it was only a matter of time before he went to war with the United States government and the Department of Mutant Affairs.

"If you're going to be famous, do it early. If it comes too late, the joy won't be nearly as sweet!"

Those were the words of a certain famous female writer!

Richard agreed with them!

The image of him sitting majestically atop the Sentinel Robot wreckage was soon broadcast live.

Less than a minute after the footage went live, many viewers and netizens recognized him as the "male lead" from the videos that had been taken down a few days ago.

"Why is it him again?"

"Didn't the Department of Mutant Affairs issue an A-level Wanted Order for his arrest?"

"He must have seen the wanted order and come to attack the Los Angeles Branch!"

"Have you noticed that his hair is much longer than it was a few days ago?"

"Even though he isn't as handsome as me, I have to admit that his hairstyle and hair color are cool."

"Silver hair really is cool. I've decided—tomorrow, I'm dyeing my hair silver!"

"Where are the branch's Mutant Agents? Are they all dead? Why isn't anyone coming out to arrest him?"

"I love watching house dogs and stray dogs fight!"

"Are those Sentinel Robot wreckages beneath him?"

"Probably not, right? Sentinel Robots are the 'natural enemies of mutants.' No mutant can defeat a Sentinel Robot!"

"Even Magneto couldn't stop them, and they still dare call them 'natural enemies of mutants'?"

"Where the hell are the Los Angeles Branch's Mutant Agents? Does the Department of Mutant Affairs only know how to waste our taxpayers' money?"

Before the Action Department's Mutant Agents had even arrived, netizens were already engaged in heated discussion.

Although they were discussing different topics, the vast majority of netizens did not think Richard would succeed. They believed he was seeking his own death.

There were also quite a few mutants among the viewers and netizens watching the broadcast.

But these mutants did not join the discussion. Instead, they watched Richard sitting atop the Sentinel Robot wreckage with complicated expressions.

Once upon a time, they had also fantasized about a scene like this.

But unfortunately, they did not possess Richard's strength, nor did they have his courage. They could only imagine it in their minds.

Although the live broadcast was currently being handled by News Helicopters from Los Angeles television stations, it was not limited to Los Angeles.

Viewers in other states could watch the broadcasts of those television stations as well.

As for online livestreams, there was even less need to mention them.

New York, Westchester.

School for Mutants.

Principal's office.

Cyclops, dressed in a jacket and jeans, knocked on the office door. Without waiting for Professor X to respond, he pushed the door open and walked inside.

"Professor, someone has attacked the Department of Mutant Affairs' Los Angeles Branch."

After saying that, Cyclops picked up the television remote control and switched to a Los Angeles television station.

Like the other mutant viewers, Professor X did not recognize the Sentinel Robot wreckage at first and merely frowned slightly.

But when he realized that Richard was sitting on Sentinel Robot wreckage, a shocked expression appeared on Professor X's face.

Even among the X-Men, not everyone could handle a Sentinel Robot alone.

Let alone several at the same time.

As the founder of both the X-Men and the School for Mutants, he knew the power of Sentinel Robots better than most mutants.

Not only that, he also knew which generation of Sentinel Robots the United States government had developed so far.

As Professor X wore a shocked expression, Cyclops's voice rang out.

"His name is Richard Wesley. He is the only son of Roy Wesley, a billionaire in Los Angeles."

"Roy Wesley founded a mutant organization near Los Angeles called Crimson Manor."

"One week ago, Roy Wesley was confirmed to be an Unregistered Mutant and was arrested by agents from the Los Angeles Branch."

"A few days later, the Los Angeles Branch dispatched three agents and a Special Forces team to arrest Richard and the other mutants of Crimson Manor."

"In Santa Ana, the Los Angeles Branch's agents and Special Forces Members were killed by Richard and 'Sabretooth' Victor working together. The footage was recorded by restaurant customers on their phones and uploaded online."

"The uploaded videos quickly caused a sensation. Although the websites soon removed them, many people had already saved copies."

"On the same day, the Los Angeles Branch issued an A-level Wanted Order for Richard."

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