Tearing Tanks Apart, The New Lynn (Seeking Follow-up Reads! Seeking Monthly Votes!)

Rumble!!

Terrifying golden lightning coalesced in Lynn's hands.

The tank ahead had already aimed its pitch-black cannon barrel directly at him.

Boom!!

A terrifying shell tore through the air in an instant, emitting a roar like a wild beast as it blasted toward Lynn.

Lynn's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and his muscular, massive arms swung out violently.

Rip!!

In a split second, the golden thunder tore the tank's shell into two halves.

The split shell fell powerlessly to either side, detonating in violent explosions.

Smoke billowed, and the wind howled.

Amidst the thick smoke, a sturdy and powerful figure strode forward toward the war machine forged of steel.

Seeing this scene, Remy, standing behind Lynn, felt his scalp tingle uncontrollably.

Tearing missiles apart by hand, swatting away sniper bullets with a wave.

He felt that compared to Lynn, he, a Level 3 mutant, was incredibly weak.

Even Wolverine Logan, standing before Lynn, would likely be beaten half to death.

Hidden in the shadows, Cavan was deeply shaken, saving all the video recordings of the battle between Lynn and their squad.

He then hurriedly pointed his gun at a bystander watching the spectacle, dragging him out of his car.

After hijacking the vehicle, Cavan fled the scene at top speed.

He had to inform headquarters; this mutant was definitely not a Level 3, but a damn Level 4 mutant!

They absolutely had to deploy the military, close-in weapon systems capable of firing ten thousand rounds per minute, and Sentinel Robots.

Perhaps even multiple Level 4 mutant test subjects!!

After casually tearing the shell in two, Lynn's figure blurred into a faint afterimage, suddenly appearing in front of the tank.

Looking at the war machine before him, a powerful and domineering thought surged in his heart.

"Let this tank be the start, the opening shot of the war between humans and mutants!!"

Zzzzt!!

His cells rubbed together frantically, and terrifying electrical currents surged, intertwining with his chakra and gathering in Lynn's arm.

His arm became like golden lightning from the heavens, bringing down a terrifying divine punishment!

Rumble!!

The terrifying golden thunder suddenly tore the massive steel construct apart.

A deafening explosion rang out, and a fierce gale swept in all directions.

Boom!!

The tank that had been standing on the ground just moments ago was torn in two, to the horror of all onlookers.

It then erupted in a violent explosion, flames shooting into the sky!

Countless shards of steel sprayed in every direction.

Whether by coincidence or not, several palm-sized fragments slammed fiercely into the car Cavan was in.

Cavan, inside the vehicle, was struck in the head by a fragment, his brains splattering as his flesh and blood were torn apart.

He was dead beyond any doubt.

"This... he actually... the tank..."

"Quick! Find somewhere to hide, in case those mutants..."

"Damn those guys, what have they been doing with taxpayers' money? Such poor-quality tanks!"

"..."

Many people watching this scene were terrified, yet they began to curse incessantly.

Others had long since pulled out their phones, filming the scene to spread it across the internet.

However.

Just as they waited for the smoke to clear to capture the true face of that mutant.

They were stunned to find that the scarred ruins were already empty.

In a secret base far away.

This was one of the base headquarters.

There were many such bases for researching mutants throughout America and across the globe.

All bases operated under the command of the Council of Leaders.

The Council of Leaders consisted of six heads whose identities remained a mystery; no one knew who they were.

Each head was responsible for different matters, and whenever a major event occurred, they would convene a council meeting to discuss countermeasures.

At this moment, inside the office of one of the leaders, a holographic projection sat upon the desk.

It was a middle-aged man dressed in a black-and-white suit, wearing a Black Skull mask over his head.

"Are you certain he possesses the strength of a Level 4 mutant?"

Even though the man wore the Black Skull mask, Locke could still sense the leader's skepticism and disbelief.

After all, according to the files, while Subject 52 possessed many abilities, the data on paper still placed him firmly within the category of a Level 3 mutant.

He was far inferior to the Level 4 mutant test subjects developed by the base.

The base under Black Skull's own command alone possessed two Level 4 mutant test subjects: Subject 01 and Subject 07.

Locke hurriedly explained, "Commander Black Skull, we did not anticipate the changes that occurred in Subject 52. Even Cavan's squad, along with the tanks he led, were torn in half by that damned guy!"

As he spoke, Locke began to play the combat footage that Cavan had transmitted.

However, even after seeing Lynn's hands crackle with electricity as he tore a tank in half, Black Skull's expression remained as indifferent as ever, showing no change.

"It is still just those same abilities; the energy fluctuations are merely within the range of a Level 3 mutant."

He raised his head, looked at Locke before him, and said coldly:

"Locke, your subordinate Cavan's team was completely wiped out by a Level 3 mutant. You cannot shirk the blame for this!"

From the footage just now, he had already analyzed the abilities possessed by Subject 52.

Super-high-intensity physique, terrifying speed, the ability to release black flames, and fearsome lightning. He even possessed the ability to bewitch the human mind.

It was not as if the base had never encountered such mutants before.

But the abilities of those mutants would soon spiral out of control, leading them to self-destruct and die.

In his view, Subject 52 in the video was simply another such example.

Locke looked at the expressionless Black Skull before him and lowered his head.

"Yes, Commander Black Skull."

Black Skull continued to play the footage of the battle between Lynn and Cavan's squad.

"Another mutant beast rebelling against the base," he said flatly.

There had been mutants who rebelled and escaped the base in the past, but without exception, they had all been captured.

"A mere mutant beast, and Cavan's armed team is just a group of trash."

As he spoke, he looked up, his expression indifferent as he gazed at Locke.

"Captain Locke, since your subordinate Cavan failed, you will lead your team out to capture Subject 52. This time, I authorize you to bring tanks, fighter jets, exoskeleton armor, and Second Generation Sentinel Robots—the highest-spec equipment for dealing with Level 3 mutants. If you cannot bring him back alive, then let him die there."

Although Subject 52 could tear tanks apart with his bare hands and possessed so many abilities, in Black Skull's eyes, he was merely a Level 3 mutant, not worth a second glance.

After all, the combat power they possessed far exceeded these mutants.

Take, for instance, the two Level 4 mutants in his base.

Subject 01, with super-speed regeneration, super-telekinesis, and pulse interference.

Subject 07, with super-strength, super-defense, flight, the ability to fire terrifying lasers, and the capacity to absorb sunlight to become even stronger!

The abilities of Subject 07 alone were enough to make most mutants tremble with fear, not to mention his ability to grow stronger by absorbing sunlight.

And while the abilities of Subject 01 were rare, they were each incredibly powerful.

Relying on his super-telekinesis, Subject 01 had once even moved several aircraft carriers from the Pacific Ocean.

His pulse interference could not only affect electronic products but could even cause mutant abilities to fail.

Such weapons of mass destruction were not even the strongest assets in their base; those terrifying existences that surpassed Level 4 were their true trump cards.

Beyond these, they possessed Second Generation Sentinel Robots that integrated the abilities of many mutants, capable of infinite regeneration and teleportation.

They even had the support of the military and the entire America government.

Aside from S.H.I.E.L.D., there was no organization that could contend with them.

Even Magneto's Brotherhood of Mutants was nothing more than children playing house in their eyes.