Taking Action

"Ghost Rider is too cool. We need to reduce his exposure in the future. Frank, go have some fun with Mystique. Everyone else can wrap up."

After giving his instructions, Andrew used a Teleportation spell to reach a corner of Times Square. The number of Contracts had already exceeded ten thousand, and there were not enough Robots, so he had to act personally.

Rebirth Hell kept its word. If it said it would protect you, it would definitely protect you.

This time, Andrew did not transform into Ghost Rider. He kicked a section of steel fencing away, then strode toward the Tower.

Magneto immediately noticed the "low-profile" Andrew. He promptly withdrew most of his Magnetism, slowing the rotation of the metal rings. The Radiation Energy Wave gathered above and did not spread outward.

"Toad, take some people and stop that kid."

As Mystique flew back, she shouted at Toad. Toad was about to take Sabretooth over to intercept him when Barton fired an arrow that grazed his scalp and buried itself in the chest of a Mutant behind him.

"That was close."

Toad could not help swallowing. If he had reacted any slower just now, he would have been dead.

At the same time, the X-Men and the agents attacked with all their strength, determined to keep the Brotherhood's Mutants occupied and prevent them from disturbing Mr. Wang.

Given Mr. Wang's strength, once he reached Magneto, Magneto could start preparing his funeral.

Professor Charles's frightened voice rang out in Mystique's mind. "Raven, make Erik stop now, or he will die."

"Charles, stop trying to scare me. That kid is indeed strong, but not strong enough to kill Erik. In fact, he cannot even get past me."

Naturally, Mystique did not believe him. Professor Charles was about to reveal Andrew Wang's identity when, amid a burst of intense gunfire, a Battle Suit launched an attack on Mystique.

The Battle Suit was entirely black, with a white Skeleton emblem on its chest. It was somewhat larger than the Mark Suit and looked exceptionally heavy.

It was also covered in weapons: machine guns, sniper rifles, grenades, miniature missiles... It was armed to the teeth.

This was Frank Castle's Punisher Suit. Unlike other Battle Suits, this one pursued nothing but offense.

Because of Tony's philosophy, the Mark Suit was extremely lightweight. It could not withstand the Punisher Suit's terrifying firepower and was blasted all over the place.

"Idiot, do you even know how to control the Mark Suit? Dodge! Attack from above! Fire smoke grenades! You're driving me crazy, you idiot!"

Seeing the Mark Suit lose to the Punisher Suit, Tony shouted and gestured from above. Psylocke glanced at him speechlessly and said, "Whose side are you on, exactly?"

"Right, that's the enemy."

Tony came to his senses, then immediately shouted, "My Battle Suit did not lose. The one who lost was the person controlling it."

Psylocke could not help rolling her eyes. Just how obsessed was Tony Stark with saving face?

Before long, Andrew arrived beneath the Tower. He looked up and asked, "Magneto, are you still not going to make a move?"

Magneto said coldly, "I'm waiting for you to come up."

"You're asking for death."

Andrew shook his head and walked straight up the Tower. Then, with his body parallel to the ground, he stepped upward one step at a time.

Tony mocked, "Quick, someone hold down Newton's coffin lid. He's about to crawl out again. Huh, why did I say again?"

No one paid Tony any attention. At that moment, Red Devil suddenly appeared behind Andrew and thrust a blade straight at his heart.

Without even looking behind him, Andrew reached back and grabbed Red Devil's wrist. The force was so great that Red Devil felt as if his wrist were about to break. Startled, he hurriedly turned into red mist and vanished.

Everyone stared fixedly at the surroundings, waiting for Red Devil to reappear. But to their surprise, Red Devil seemed to have vanished from the Human World and never appeared again.

Where had Red Devil gone?

Red Devil himself wanted to know the answer. After Teleporting, he appeared out of thin air in a gloomy, sinister place. Countless ghosts flickered in and out of sight around him. Even Red Devil felt a chill down his spine.

Red Devil tried to Teleport, but it was completely useless. He could not help asking, "Where is this?"

"This is Lesser Hell on Earth. Red Devil, get disinfected first, then we'll send you to the real Hell."

A ghost flew before Red Devil and spoke coldly.

Red Devil complained, "Hell on Earth? How could there be a Hell in the Human World? And what the hell is disinfection? You need to be disinfected before entering Hell? Since when did Hell become so sanitary?"

"Our Hell is different from those filthy, chaotic Hells."

The ghost snorted. A great deal of White Mist descended from above, shrouding Red Devil and beginning to "disinfect" him.

In truth, the so-called disinfection was meant to remove any Magic Marks that might be on Red Devil, preventing other Demon Kings from learning Rebirth Hell's location.

Andrew had developed this disinfection method himself, and it was extremely reliable.

Red Devil asked in shock and fury, "What are you doing? Let me tell you, I'm not someone you can mess with. If you offend me, you won't end well."

No one paid Red Devil any attention. Once the disinfection was complete, he was Teleported before the throne of Rebirth Hell. Andrew, in the Demon King's Body, sat lazily upon the throne and said, "Kneel. I'll speak to you later."

The previously arrogant Red Devil immediately dropped to his knees with a thud, trembling all over. He had confirmed the aura. It really was a Demon King.

Leaving Red Devil aside for the moment, Andrew continued climbing the Tower. Soon, he reached the middle section, where Tony and the other two were.

Wolverine Logan growled, "Let me go. I'm going to kill that old bastard Magneto."

Psylocke smiled. "Hey, handsome, we meet again. Want to exchange phone numbers?"

Tony said excitedly, "Kid, let me go already. Without my help, you definitely can't beat Magneto."

Andrew ignored Wolverine Logan and Tony. He looked at Psylocke with disdain and said, "Dressed like that, are you really here to fight? You clearly have such great talent, yet you don't know how to develop it. All you do is pursue crooked tricks. You're utterly ridiculous."

The first half of Andrew's words made Psylocke want to hit him, but the latter half made her eyes light up. "My abilities can still be developed further?"

Psylocke was obsessed with power, because the stronger she was, the higher her pay.

Andrew did not answer Psylocke. He intended to cast a long line for a big fish.

Tony impatiently shouted, "Hey, kid, stop wasting time and let me go."

"As you wish."

Andrew lightly stomped his right foot. The steel binding Tony and the other two snapped apart at once, and they immediately fell toward the ground together.

"That's not how I meant you should let us go!"

Tony shouted. At that moment, a Fierce Wind appeared around them, greatly slowing their descent. Storm had acted to save them.

Andrew ignored Tony and the others. He slashed through the air, and a Black Light made of Black Flame flashed past. The Tower was cut in half at the middle, and its upper section tilted and collapsed to the right.

Although Andrew was absolutely confident he could defeat Magneto, that did not mean he would stupidly walk into Magneto's trap. This was not a matter of strength. It was a matter of intelligence.