One Man Changes the World

This conversation was confined to Lox and Sebastian Shaw alone.

To outsiders, the Black King, who had been swaggering only moments ago and had crushed Erik and Charles with ease, had now been beaten to his knees by Lox. His once-unassailable bearing had vanished without a trace.

Humans did not truly possess an intuitive understanding of power. Without a suitable point of reference, even an aircraft carrier weighing tens of thousands of tons looked little different from a fishing boat.

Only when people saw an aircraft carrier sail past them with their own eyes could they understand the sheer intimidation of a three- or four-hundred-meter steel behemoth. It was practically a moving island.

And now, every mutant along the coastline, the warships and soldiers of the two superpowers at sea, and the influential figures watching the situation remotely from behind the scenes all fell silent.

They had all seen how terrifying that mutant was—the one whose body spewed nuclear radiation and who could swallow any energy directed at him like candy.

Even the other mutant, who could control magnetic fields and metal, seemed as weak as a child before him.

Their vaunted heavy guns and missiles were of little use against this man. On the contrary, they only enhanced his power, which made humanity extremely uncomfortable.

This was the first time they had encountered an enemy who could not be dealt with through technology.

Yet now, Sebastian Shaw had been effortlessly knocked to the ground by Lox, and a simple, direct conclusion surfaced in everyone's mind—Lox was far stronger than Shaw and did not need to expend much effort to defeat him.

His arrival had helped humanity defeat Shaw, who had sought to provoke and incite a nuclear war. That was certainly a good thing, but who was supposed to