The slacker

The three people were assigned to the open space because their abilities couldn't be fully utilized in the cramped carriage.

Moreover, outside the carriages, aliens kept coming from the air, from the mountains and forests on both sides of the tracks, trying to board the special train.

Preventing these people from boarding the train is no easier than driving the enemy off the train.

The Nightcrawler escorted Professor X into the front carriage, which startled the soldiers guarding inside.

However, Professor X's explanation, and the Nightcrawler's return to the rear carriages to join the fight, made these soldiers realize the situation they were facing.

The soldiers now understood that the strange noises outside the carriage were most likely attempts by aliens to tear open the metal sheeting and invade. Now, whenever they saw a hole in the metal sheeting, they would fire a burst of bullets at that spot.

Selene's mental abilities are greatly diminished when dealing with aliens because their mental states are vastly different from humans; even Professor X couldn't discern everything upon first meeting them.

Selene's ability to mislead was almost ineffective against the aliens who all used close-quarters combat. So he simply stopped bothering with it and relied solely on hand-to-hand combat to fight the aliens. It could be said that he was the one who had the hardest fight.

However, the Beast watched as the Clown-Sup, despite having his suppression device deactivated, remained seated, feigning weakness.

Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed the other person's head, pulling him off the restraint chair.

"Ouch, be gentle! Blood can flow, heads can be severed, but my hairstyle can't be messed up! Don't ruin my look!"

"Aliens are coming, it's your turn to go."

After saying this, the Beast intended to throw Clown-Sup into the enemy ranks. However, Magneto was unleashing his full power with his rifle, leaving no room to throw Clown-Sup. Unless he wanted to throw it at his own people.

Very suddenly, the side door of the train carriage was violently pulled open, revealing an even larger hole. Some aliens, who had not had time to choose a human appearance to mimic, appeared in their original form and attempted to break in.

The Beast, seized by a sudden Mind Stone, grabbed Clown-Sup by the back of the neck with one hand and pinched the back of his head with the other, lifting him toward the enemy.

The instant they faced each other, the Kryptonian unleashed Heat Vision that sliced Diberians in two!

It's important to understand that Cyclops ' attacks essentially involve connecting his eyes to a special space, drawing unlimited energy from that space, and then releasing it in a directed manner. This energy is imbued with immense kinetic energy, creating impact and destructive force.

In contrast, the Kryptonian Heat Vision are a different matter altogether; besides their kinetic energy capable of repelling enemies,

It also possesses an idealistic upper limit of high temperature.

Most enemies succumb to the high temperature. Therefore, in terms of cutting efficiency, the Cyclops's Optic Blast is far superior.

This is why, when Cyclops uses his powers, he can mostly only blast away Diberians, unless some unlucky soul chooses to take the hit head-on. But Kryptonian Heat Vision can slice a person in half.

Faced with this unexpected attack, the Beast reacted as if it had acquired a laser gun, repeatedly grabbing Clown-Sup by the scruff of his neck and firing in different directions.

The lack of a trigger wasn't a big problem; the Beast rubbed the dog's head in its hand like it was playing with beads. Then, Heat Vision would shoot out!

That's enough.

That's enough.

"Ah, aliens have human rights too!"

Having broken free from the Beast's almost addictive grasp, Clown-Sup pulled out a comb from somewhere and began tidying his messy green slicked-back hair, cursing as he did so:

"How despicable! Is it that in your hierarchy of contempt, the Jews, descendants of chosen heroes, are at the very top?"

Then came white people, black people, people of color, and finally Mutants.

"Those damn aliens are still below Mutants, that's why you have the guts to mess up my head and hair. Ugh, this is intolerable! I'm going to turn against them and fight for their human rights!"

The Beast, looking remorseful, Clown-Sup, who had moved to the side door of the carriage and was confronting the Mutants, when he saw another alien preparing to climb into the train carriage, a pair of large feet stomping towards the back of the Kryptonian's head.

This kick inexplicably landed on the Kryptonian's head, and also knocked the comb that the Clown-Sup was using to comb his hair away.

Looking at the comb shattered into pieces, the Clown-Sup sorrow, "Oh, my poor Cleopatra I! Don't you know it has no Inheritors? What will happen to my hairstyle without it?"

It's obvious that this lucky Kryptonian who walked in didn't learn Earth's language and didn't know that the Clown-Sup was sad. It's strictly forbidden to interrupt his sorrowful mood.

He shouted as if in a show of defiance, thinking that this would intimidate the native inhabitants of the earth.

Unexpectedly, Clown-Sup a deep breath, his chest swelled up to two or three times its normal size, and several buttons on his shirt popped off.

He turned around and roared at the alien who entered the room!

This sound was beyond the range of human hearing. The air cannon, compressed to its absolute limit, combined with the effect of ultra-high-frequency vibration, pulverized the alien who killed the comb!

Even the aliens who later tried to invade the train carriages using the same method were all affected by this air cannon.

It shattered wherever it hit, leaving only the mangled remains of the body that continued its trajectory as it fell into the carriage.

The Clown-Sup shed two tears, blurring his cross-shaped eyeshadow, making them resemble two streaks of blood. He gritted his teeth and said in a vicious, Wolverine voice, "The hatred for the murder of Cleopatra is irreconcilable! You will all pay for my Cleopatra I!"

Clown-Sup, ready to wreak havoc, picked up a rifle left behind by United States soldiers from the train car floor and fiercely fired at the aliens!

It could be said that the technique was perfect, but the lethality was close to zero.

Magneto, who had seen everything out of the corner of his eye, still only wanted to say that one thing, "Are you serious?"

Even Selene, who had temporarily escaped the fight thanks to the Clown-Sup display of power, said, "Why don't you put down your gun and just use your mouth?"

Hearing this, the Clown-Sup furious. He put down his gun, leaning on it like a cane, and said, "To say that a man can only use his mouth, do you know what an insult that is? It's like saying that I'm useless in every way except for my mouth."

"Is this guy making dirty jokes?" Selene asked, looking at her boss in disbelief.

Magneto lost his temper. He yelled, "If you don't want to fight, get off the train!"

"Okay, got it." Clown-Sup was about to jump off the train, Beast grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him back from mid-air.

Clown-Sup said helplessly, "Dude, is this really necessary? You're treating me like a kitten. I have my pride too."

Before the Beast could explain anything, the Clown-Sup, whom he was carrying, took the fall for him. A plasma cannon shot hit the Clown-Sup, blasting out a burst of plasma.