Vibranium Secured, Secret Base

Just as Xu Mo was about to make his move.

Boom!

Sabretooth Victor leaped out from the side.

He charged straight at Xu Mo.

"Get lost!"

Xu Mo raised a leg and kicked him away.

Victor flew into the nearby cabin like a sandbag.

Yet less than two seconds later, he leaped back out.

Xu Mo watched as he remained as lively as ever.

He shook his head.

"Your healing ability is indeed troublesome, but do you think that means I have no way to deal with you?"

Before he could attack again, Ulysses, who had been ignored nearby, showed an angry expression.

"Bastard!"

He swung his right hand sharply.

"Open fire! All of you!"

After receiving the order, his men looked at the two figures in the distance, somewhat at a loss.

The deputy standing beside him hesitated before quietly asking.

"Boss, which one do we shoot?"

Ulysses slapped him across the face in fury.

"Both of them, obviously! They all have to die!"

Having received the order, the gunmen no longer hesitated and pulled their triggers.

Gunfire erupted in an instant, and the cabin filled with smoke.

Every bullet fired at Xu Mo froze in midair less than a meter away from him.

Meanwhile, more than a dozen bloody holes instantly appeared across Victor's body.

Enraged, Victor let out a roar, abandoned Xu Mo, and pounced on the gunmen.

Xu Mo moved after him yet arrived first, blocking Victor's path.

"Trying to steal my kills? Get the hell out of here!"

His right hand clenched into a fist and smashed into Victor's face. At the same time, four flying knives shot out from behind him, turning into afterimages as they darted through the cabin under the force of his telekinesis.

The instant his right hand came into contact with Victor's skin.

Two layers of force naturally traveled from his arm into his fist, stacking together.

Thirty tons of force erupted against Victor's face in an instant.

Boom!

Victor's face exploded beneath Xu Mo's fist.

His body vanished from where he stood in a blur under the tremendous force, crashing into the distant cabin.

Meanwhile, after the flying knives entered the crowd.

The gunmen fell in swathes like harvested wheat within moments.

"Points +80!"

"Points +60!"

The system notifications rang continuously beside Xu Mo's ears.

In less than ten seconds.

Everyone around him had collapsed onto the ground. Blood trickled from the slashes across their necks, dyeing the floor red.

The flying knives, unstained by even a trace of blood, hovered beside Xu Mo.

Xu Mo had forged these flying knives from titanium alloy. They were more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

Xu Mo walked over to Ulysses, the only survivor present.

Ulysses had been frightened limp by the hellish scene around him.

"Demon! You're a demon!"

"Thanks for the compliment!"

"As thanks, I'll send you to reunite with your men!"

With that, Xu Mo reached out, gripped the man's neck, and squeezed lightly.

Crack!

"Villain killed. Obtained 2,000 points!"

He opened the system panel and took a look.

After clearing out all these arms dealers, his points had accumulated to over six thousand.

In other words, he had gained nearly five thousand points in less than a minute.

He closed the panel.

Xu Mo headed toward where Sabretooth had been sent flying.

Although his face had been blown apart by that strike.

Based on the healing ability he had displayed earlier, it was nothing much for Sabretooth.

Sure enough, there was no trace of him left in the cabin.

He seemed to have realized that he could gain nothing from Xu Mo and had fled directly.

Xu Mo had expected this and was not worried. He picked up the Vibranium from the cabin and left.

After returning to the helicopter, Xu Mo took out a tablet.

After making a few adjustments on it, a map appeared on the screen.

A red dot and a blue dot flashed continuously on the map.

The red dot was his current location.

The blue dot was Sabretooth's location.

During their earlier fight, Xu Mo had already placed a miniature tracker on Victor.

It had been clear from before.

The stronger the person he killed, the more points he seemed to receive.

Ordinary people were worth only a few dozen points at most.

Someone as powerful as Kingpin was worth nearly as much as a hundred ordinary people.

Sabretooth's blank expression earlier suggested that he had likely been controlled by a Mutant with psychic abilities.

There were not many Mutants with mind-control abilities.

There were even fewer who could control Sabretooth.

And clearly, anyone capable of doing such a thing could not possibly be a decent person.

That meant Xu Mo could earn a massive amount of points by killing them!

Of course, the most important thing was.

With the Astral Tower guarding his sea of consciousness, he was practically the natural nemesis of these mind-control Mutants.

Soon, he saw the blue dot's speed suddenly increase on the tablet. It then left Africa at Super Speed, heading toward the United States.

Xu Mo's private plane also took off a few minutes later.

It chased after the direction in which the blue dot had gone.

A few hours later.

The blue dot on the tablet stopped.

Xu Mo checked its location.

It was in a mountain range in Florida.

To avoid being detected by the other side's radar, Xu Mo's private plane had only just entered United States airspace.

However, Xu Mo had no intention of taking the private plane all the way there.

The private plane landed at the nearest airport.

Half an hour before the plane landed, Xu Mo had already left it.

On the outskirts of the Appalachian Mountains.

A plane slowly landed on a platform halfway up a mountain.

A moment later, Sabretooth and a middle-aged man stepped down from it.

The two walked to the mountain wall beside the platform, where a massive alloy door embedded in the rock slowly opened.

After entering and passing through a long corridor, they arrived at an enormous laboratory.

The laboratory's surrounding walls were all made of glass. Behind the glass were small rooms resembling prison cells.

Each room held a strangely shaped Mutant.

These Mutants were all strapped to metal operating tables, with several figures in white lab coats gathered around nearly every one of them.

Most of the Mutants were unconscious, their condition unknown.

Even the few Mutants who remained awake had vacant, numb looks in their eyes.

After passing through an unknown number of alloy doors.

They stopped before an elderly man in his fifties or sixties.

"What? You failed?"

The elderly man glared furiously at the two standing before him.

"Useless! Absolutely useless! You can't even handle such a trivial matter!"

"I'm sorry, Dr. Phil!"

Facing his anger, the middle-aged man apologized quietly, while Sabretooth stood beside him with a blank expression.

Seeing Sabretooth's vacant look, Dr. Phil grew even angrier.

He stepped forward and began punching and kicking him.

Only after his fists began to ache did he gradually stop.

He sat down nearby, panting heavily.

"Damn it! Without equipment made from Adamantium, there's no way to transfer the Healing Factor into my body!"

"No, there must be another metal that can replace it!"

As he spoke, he stood and walked toward the laboratory.