Trump Card

Zhang Ye ignored the people locked in battle and ran straight to Pietro's side.

"Are you okay? Can you still move?" Looking at his mangled leg, Zhang Ye could already imagine how unbearable the pain was. He supported Pietro and asked with concern.

"Pant... pant... Th-that guy is President X." Pietro did not answer him, instead immediately telling Zhang Ye who their opponent was.

"I know, I know. Are you okay? I'll get you out of here." Zhang Ye spoke with a grim expression.

Ever since learning that President X was in this Secret Factory, Zhang Ye had been on edge. The moment he saw Scarlet Witch, he had confirmed that President X had possessed her body.

This had actually happened in Zhang Ye's memories before. The most famous example was in the Movie Universe, when Professor X was crushed into pieces by the out-of-control Phoenix. He had transferred all of his consciousness beforehand, and in the end, he was "resurrected" through the body of his Vegetative Brother.

That alone showed just how terrifying the applications of Professor X's powerful telepathy could be. If he could revive himself through a vegetative person, then naturally, he could forcibly take over someone else's body.

And this time, the body President X had set his sights on was likely Scarlet Witch's, a vessel that possessed the legendary Chaos Magic.

Although everything related to magic was nonexistent in this universe, Scarlet Witch's Chaos Magic was still an energy of boundless power, no matter how weakened it had become. After all, it was a force capable of reshaping the universe and altering reality.

Now that President X had taken Scarlet Witch's body, he was theoretically invincible. Even nuclear weapons could not harm him, so Zhang Ye only wanted to take Pietro and leave this dangerous place while the situation was still chaotic.

"It's... it's useless. I can't leave." Pietro spat out blood, his face pale.

"Quit talking nonsense. Get up and come with me!"

"It really is useless." Pietro's face twisted in pain. Trembling, he removed his helmet and, using all his strength, placed it over Zhang Ye's head before speaking.

"Thank you, Zhang. Thank you for telling me those stories. I know my injuries. They're too serious. If you take me with you, you won't be able to escape either. Hurry, while they're distracted, go. That secret room is in the New York Suburbs, at 1407 Graymalkin Lane. I believe you can do it."

"Don't give me that crap. Get up!" Zhang Ye gritted his teeth.

"Let me stay here. You said this world is a nightmare, without superheroes. So tell me, do I count as a hero now?"

Zhang Ye said nothing. His clenched fist merely trembled slightly.

"It's only a nightmare... only a nightmare. As long as I wake up, it'll be fine."

Pietro's voice grew weaker and weaker until it vanished completely.

Zhang Ye checked his breathing and found that Pietro had fallen unconscious. That was already a blessing amid misfortune.

Blood from the helmet ran along its curved surface and dripped onto Zhang Ye's fist. Zhang Ye abruptly stood, as if he had made up his mind. Turning around, he faced away from the unconscious Pietro and looked directly toward President X.

"Sorry, Pietro. I've never abandoned my brothers in my life."

With that, Zhang Ye headed straight for the battlefield.

By then, the battle had reached its fiercest point. Most of the soldiers present had already died, while Scarlet Witch, possessed by Professor X, slaughtered the prisoners who had escaped from the Mutant Secret Prison all by herself.

Beast lifted a massive stone pillar, intending to ambush "Scarlet Witch" as before. But how could the enraged "Scarlet Witch" give him that chance? With a violent wave of her hand, scarlet energy forcibly seized the pillar and slammed it into Beast.

The tremendous impact shattered the stone pillar into fragments, while Beast's body was buried beneath the rubble. Only blood could be seen flowing from the gaps between the rocks.

A woman capable of releasing Lightsabers from her hands tried to rush forward and attack "Scarlet Witch." However, she suddenly changed targets and stabbed another mutant prisoner beside her clean through. Then she stepped before "Scarlet Witch," blocking the energy beam Zhang Ye had fired.

"Looks like you're the mastermind behind this operation—the true remnant of the Avengers." "Scarlet Witch" withdrew her telepathy and spoke calmly as she looked at Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye did not answer. He instantly fired several shots, but every bullet was stopped by Chaos Magic.

"So this is your plan?" "Scarlet Witch" sneered. Then she suddenly sensed something and spun around, reaching into empty air with an outstretched hand.

In an instant, a cloud of Blue Smoke was trapped in midair by scarlet energy. Soon, Nightcrawler's body emerged from the smoke. He roared and struggled frantically in the air, repeatedly trying to teleport, but under the control of Chaos Magic, he could not escape at all.

"Scarlet Witch" kept her right hand clenched in a grasping pose. Then a bloodthirsty glint flashed through her eyes. Her left hand suddenly aligned with her right, and she tore them apart with force.

In an instant, Nightcrawler's body was ripped alive into two halves by an incomparably powerful force. His struggling immediately ceased, and the two pieces of his body fell limply to the ground.

That bloody scene instantly terrified the other mutant prisoners who had been preparing to charge forward. They wanted to kill everyone here, but they were not fools. Fighting something so terrifying was no different from seeking death.

Only after doing all that did "Scarlet Witch" elegantly turn around and look at Zhang Ye.

"You don't really think this trash can kill me, do you? Do you think the Avengers can overthrow me? You're nothing but a joke. Your lives are meaningless, just like that madman Strange."

"Madman?" Zhang Ye finally spoke. "Like you, Naked Wheelchair Man?"

Those words pierced "Scarlet Witch's" heart like a blade.

She flew into a rage at once. A powerful aura erupted from her, blasting everything around her away. Before Zhang Ye could react, scarlet energy seized his body and lifted him into the air.

"You think I won't kill you?!"

"Scarlet Witch's" eyes glowed red, impossible to look at directly, as though even one extra glance would drive someone mad with that power.

Zhang Ye tried desperately to activate his Repulsor Ray, but under Chaos Magic, the Particle Beam could not gather at all.

"Scarlet Witch" noticed Zhang Ye's small movement as well. Her face was full of mockery. With a wave of her hand, Zhang Ye was pulled directly before her.

Then the Iron Suit on Zhang Ye's left arm rang out with clanking sounds as piece after piece was dismantled and stripped away by scarlet energy, turning into countless scraps of metal.

"Stark's technology. This is your trump card? How laughable. You think wearing a piece of junk like this will let you kill me?"

"Of course not." Zhang Ye coldly stared at "Scarlet Witch," or rather, President X, who was right in front of him.

"Oh? Do you have some other method?"

"Scarlet Witch" sneered. Mocking these enemies always brought him unparalleled pleasure. The feeling of standing above everyone else was simply wonderful. The power and authority intoxicated President X beyond measure.

Looking at Zhang Ye, who had already lost the ability to resist, "Scarlet Witch" spread her arms wide, exposing every weakness she had. She grinned, widened her eyes at Zhang Ye, and laughed.

"Come on, use your method. Let me see it. I'm right here. Kill me. Hurry!"

Watching Professor X, who had completely descended into madness, Zhang Ye remained utterly calm. He slowly said, "President X, your telepathy is powerful. I heard you've entered many people's minds."

"Yes, so what?" "Scarlet Witch's" smile gradually faded.

"Then..."

Zhang Ye slowly raised both hands to his helmet, then abruptly pulled it off.

"Come take a look at mine!"

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