On the other hand.
After Heisenberg completely shattered the mountain behind the base, Magneto rode a mass of metal, carrying everyone except Heisenberg toward the base.
Though it was now midnight.
One had to admit that whether it was pure black or pure white, which was countless times flashier.
The Hellfire group's clothes truly were not suited for nighttime operations.
Even before any searchlights shone on them, the panicked soldiers in the base spotted Magneto and the others with their naked eyes alone!
"Someone's invading!"
"No shit, even pigs can tell we're being invaded!"
"The mountain's gone, what the hell!"
"Someone's there! Look up, they're in the sky!"
Amid the chaotic shouts, soldiers rushed out of the various rooms they had been guarding and into the forest now exposed to the open air.
At the same time, countless bullets were fired at the group.
Seeing the incoming bullets, Pietro gave an awkward grin before asking everyone.
"This is my first time joining an event like this. What are we supposed to do now?
If I were alone, I'd probably already be stepping on those bullets on my way over to knock them down!
Would that fit our style?"
"Of course not!"
In response to Quicksilver's question, Red Devil grinned with that face of his that could make children cry at night.
"The Hellfire Club has always been open and aboveboard. Our style is to crush their operations head-on, and crush their spirits as well.
So whether it was during Black King's era, or now in White King's era..."
At that point, Azazel extended his right hand into the rain of bullets and pointed at the mountain remains that had just turned to ash.
"No matter whose Hellfire it is, we all have a taste for grand spectacles!"
As soon as