I completely agree.
Thor nodded, his gaze passing through the portal and sweeping over the grayish-white powder scattered on the ground outside.
"He probably really never went to school."
The violent energy flickering at the edge of the blue pentagram portal gradually subsided.
Erik, in a purple suit, stepped out first.
The leather shoes clicked as they hit the metal floor.
He turned around and looked at the survivors behind the door.
Old Erik had a head of disheveled white hair, and his face was covered in dirt and blood.
He strode heavily across the blue energy boundary.
Next was elderly Charles, who was sitting in a wheelchair.
Wolverine Logan, was shirtless as he pushed his wheelchair, cautiously surveying his surroundings.
Storm, Sunspot, Bishop, Shadowcat walked in one after another.
The space that originally housed only Reed, Valeria, Thor, and America was suddenly flooded with this group of people.
Fortunately, Valeria had included a large amount of spare space when she built this underground laboratory.
A massive circular control panel occupied the central position, surrounded by various towering energy suppression chambers and multi-dimensional data servers.
The group of people stood together, and the surroundings remained empty.
America raised her right hand and snapped her the Snap.
The blue five-pointed star portal quickly closed, turning into specks of blue light and completely dissipating into the air.
Old Erik had just stopped.
He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently.
Valeria's words just now reached his ears clearly.
He accepted being crushed by a younger, more powerful version of himself.
The way the other side wiped out hundreds of Sentinels with a mere gesture was indeed beyond his comprehension.
But to be mocked to your face by a sixteen-year-old girl riding a hoverboard for never having gone to school?
He looked up and stared intently at Valeria.
"Child."
What do you mean I never went to school?
Elderly Charles keenly sensed the tense atmosphere in the air.
He immediately pushed the wheelchair, placing it between elderly Erik and Valeria.
" Erik, calm down."
Charles turned to look at Valeria.
"Thank you for the rescue. He had just gone through a tough fight and was a little emotionally distraught."
Valeria descended using her hoverboard and hovered two meters in front of Charles.
She had absolutely no intention of giving this Mutants leader any face.
"Otherwise what?"
Valeria raised her wrist and tapped rapidly a few times on her personal terminal.
A pale blue holographic screen unfolded in mid-air.
"If I had your ability..."
Valeria pointed to elderly Erik.
"I'm only alive for another day if those Sentinels are still alive because I'm kind-hearted."
She stretched out her right hand and began counting on her fingers.
"I won't go into the most basic aspects of controlling magnetic fields: flight, metal manipulation, electromagnetic shields, and electromagnetic pulses."
"This is a game even a three-year-old could think of when they get their hands on a magnet."
Old Erik stood frozen in place, his lips moved, but he didn't utter a single word.
He has dominated the Mutants world for decades, relying on these basic techniques.
Valeria continued to deal damage.
Electromagnetism is one of the four fundamental forces of the universe.
"By rewriting the local magnetic field and controlling the trajectory of photons, optical manipulation can be achieved to realize perfect physical invisibility or create illusions that deceive the retina."
The holographic screen displays a dense stream of data and physical models.
Next to a simulated human body model, light was forcibly bent, bypassing the body.
"Energy absorption and conversion, through the vibration of air molecules by a magnetic field, generate high-frequency sound waves, ultrasonic waves, and infrasound."
"Directly disrupting the atomic sequence and forcibly rearranging the atomic arrangement of matter."
Valeria pointed to Erik in the purple suit standing to the side.
"Follow his steps as he just did."
"Break the molecular bonds, reducing that scrap metal to basic atomic dust."
"Furthermore, it can disrupt the weak electric fields within a living organism, instantly severing nerve signal transmission and causing direct brain death in the enemy."
"Control the entire electromagnetic spectrum, from radio waves to gamma rays, it's all under your control."
With each sentence Valeria spoke, the model on the screen changed.
Various complex physical formulas intertwine in mid-air.
"It can even materialize energy, temporarily altering gravity and gravitational forces in specific regions, and interfering with the curvature of spacetime."
Valeria crossed her arms and looked down at elderly Erik.
"You've turned such a top-tier, law-level ability into a scrap metal recycling crane, and you still claim to have gone to school?"
The laboratory was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Storm opened her mouth wide, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes tightly.
Wolverine stopped pushing the wheelchair and stared blankly at the holographic projection in mid-air.
He lived for over a hundred years and participated in countless wars.
He never imagined that superpowers could be analyzed in this way.
Old Charles looked up at the physics formulas on the holographic screen, his brain working at lightning speed.
He possesses one of the most brilliant minds in the world.
Valeria's theories are perfectly valid in physics.
These operations are entirely possible as long as the control over the electromagnetic origins reaches a certain level of precision.
Old Erik lowered his head, looking at his hands, which were covered in mud and blood.
The Mutants supremacy ideology built up over decades crumbles completely in the face of these cold, hard physical data.
He always thought he had reached the limit of Magneto's abilities.
Moving the Golden Gate Bridge, lifting nuclear submarines, and even controlling the Earth's magnetic poles.
These feats, which he was once so proud of, are now described by this sixteen-year-old girl as the crane at a scrap metal recycling station.
Before Valeria could continue speaking...
Erik, standing to the side in a purple suit, suddenly raised his right hand.
He didn't speak, but acted immediately.
Following the optical manipulation theory that Valeria had just mentioned, he mobilized the electromagnetic energy within his body.
The surrounding light became eerily distorted.
The next second.
Erik vanished into thin air.
There were no energy fluctuations, nor any trace of spatial jumps.
The light bypassed his area, revealing the metal wall behind him.
Perfect physical invisibility.
Wolverine twitched his nose, trying to catch Erik's scent.
He's still there; the smell hasn't gone away.
Logan lowered his voice and pointed to where Erik had been standing.
Storm released a faint electrical current in an attempt to detect changes in the surrounding magnetic field.
When the current approached that area, it was silently neutralized by an invisible force.
Two seconds later, the light refracted again.
Erik's body reappeared.
He stared at his hands, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism.
He had simply adjusted the frequency of the magnetic field, and easily achieved an invisibility effect that even Charles would have difficulty detecting.
Knowledge.
This is the power of knowledge.
It seems he hasn't learned enough.
He turned around and strode up to Valeria.
"Child."
Erik's attitude underwent a complete 180-degree turn.
He patted his crisp purple suit.
"If you need anything in the future, just let me know."
"The construction of Frost City, or what rare materials you need to collect, or even to obtain experimental samples from other dimensions."
"The problems your parents and godfather can't solve, I will."
Valeria raised an eyebrow and put away the holographic screen.
"Make a deal."
She accepted the promise without hesitation.
A super henchman who has mastered the essence of electromagnetism and is willing to follow orders is the perfect tool for her research project.
On the other side.
Old Erik looked at his alter ego, who had just been displaying incredible power, effortlessly wiping out an army of Sentry.
At this moment, he is humbly seeking advice from a little girl, and even taking on chores.
He was completely stunned.
A profound sense of absurdity overwhelmed his reason.
So, the abilities he possesses are really that powerful?
He turned to look at elderly Charles.
Charles sighed and shook his head slightly.
" Erik, we are indeed falling behind."
Charles looked tired.
"We've focused too much energy on the political struggle between Mutants, neglecting to explore the true nature of our own abilities."
Reed stood in front of the holographic projection and pushed up his tactical glasses.
He quickly browsed through the data model that Valeria had just shown him.
" Valeria's deduction is entirely correct."
Reed typed on the virtual keyboard with both hands, bringing up a new set of data.
Electromagnetic force dominates the interactions between atoms and molecules.
"In theory, understanding the origins of electromagnetism is equivalent to holding the key to the recombination of matter."
Reed looked at elderly Erik.
" The Sentinels in your universe are capable of adapting to Mutants attacks through molecular recombination."
"But this recombination itself is also based on the operation of electromagnetic forces."
"Their so-called adaptability is a joke if you sever the electromagnetic connections within them."
As elderly Erik listened to these technical terms, his mind went blank.
He spent his whole life researching how to bend steel bars and how to shoot coins like bullets.
These people are now telling him that he can turn a coin into a ball of plasma fire.
Wolverine walked over to old Erik and patted him on the shoulder.
"Old friend, admit it, times have changed."
Logan looked at the Adamantium claws that had sprung out from the back of his hand.
"In their eyes, we're no different from primitive people carrying wooden sticks."
Erik, in his purple suit, turned around and looked at his defeated, elderly self.
He walked over and stood in front of elderly Erik.
The two have similar faces, but their temperaments are completely different.
One is a hegemon who governs an Star City and possesses advanced knowledge of physics.
The other is a destitute old man who is constantly on the run and has been driven to the brink of Extremis by several robots.
"You rely too much on anger and hatred."
Erik spoke, his tone calm.
"Emotions can indeed unleash the potential of Mutants."
"But only reason and knowledge can truly give you control over this power."
He raised his hand and pointed to the holographic projection on the circular control panel.
"Learning more things will benefit you."
Old Erik opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
He silently turned around and walked to a corner of the laboratory.
America stood at the edge of the energy suppression chamber, her arms crossed over her chest.
She watched this scene, then turned to look at Thor was leaning against the doorframe.
The girl with wheat-colored skin looked puzzled.
Magneto really that powerful?
Thor straightened up and looked at America with a smile.
"How strong he is depends on his level of expertise in physics."
Thor stretched, his bones cracking a few times.
He walked to the circular control panel, picked up a metal part, and tossed it into the air.
The part hovered in mid-air, held up by a weak electric current.
"The abilities of Mutants are essentially a manifestation of the laws of the universe in living organisms."
Thor looked at the parts hanging in mid-air.
Erik has mastered the essence of electromagnetism.
"The potential for this thing is ridiculously high."
"As long as he can understand those complex physical formulas and has enough computational power to support his micromanipulation of the energy within his body."
"He can conjure any weapon you see in science fiction movies with his bare hands."
Thor turned his head and looked at Erik in the purple suit, who was discussing magnetic field frequencies with Valeria.
"To be honest."
"If only that show-off Tony had that ability."
"I can't even imagine how arrogant he could become."
America scratched her head.
Who is Tony?
Thor patted her on the shoulder.
"A megalomaniac who likes to wear red tin suits."
"But he's definitely smart."