The two guards' eyes went blank as they fell backward in disbelief.
They never could have imagined that Magneto was this powerful.
Magneto's expression remained unchanged. The bloodied spoon and fork floated before him, melted on their own into a hammer, and smashed his glass handcuffs apart in two blows.
"You're not a Mutant. What are you doing here?" Magneto's eyes were sharp as a hawk's.
"I came to rescue you at the request of a friend of yours." Kirk shattered Magneto's cell with one punch.
A piercing alarm immediately rang throughout the entire underground facility.
"I don't have enough metal." Magneto toyed with the blood-smeared ball of metal.
"There's plenty here." Kirk tossed out a huge chunk of steel from his storage space.
"That'll do." Magneto smiled. "But before I leave, I want to know what Charles is really up to."
"He wants you to help us," Kirk said. "We need to stop Raven from doing something stupid, but now's not the time to chat. We need to get out of here."
The two hurried toward the elevator.
But as soon as the doors opened, twenty fully armed guards charged out in front of them, forming two neat rows and firing countless bullets with a barrage of gunshots.
At close range, the powerful kinetic force of these plastic bullets was enough to kill an ordinary person.
Unfortunately, no one here was ordinary.
Magneto smiled faintly. The huge chunk of steel instantly transformed into a metal shield, like some legendary shape-shifting metal. The rubber bullets struck it, immediately lost their momentum, and ricocheted in every direction.
Kirk, however, showed no mercy.
Under normal circumstances, he might have used gentler methods to avoid drawing attention while carrying out a mission. But now, to save time, he was willing to do whatever