Currently, the most popular and influential figure in the world is none other than Superman Vitas.
His overwhelming combat power, his swift and decisive style of action, and his suffocating deterrent force meant that even though he personally razed London and caused millions of casualties, no political leader from any country dared to openly criticize him.
Kilgrave's tone was calm. "I would like to invite you to join forces, borrow your Yellowjacket Suit, and seize his research results during the window of opportunity when he is temporarily away from Earth."
Klaus was an ambitious man who was driven by profit and skilled at gambling, and his heart warmed upon hearing this.
No matter how mysterious the Yellowjacket Suit, it is ultimately an external object; if he could truly possess power at Vitas's level... just the thought flashed through his mind, and his breathing became heavy.
He remained unaware that the faint purple light emanating from the person opposite him was silently seeping into his consciousness, subtly disrupting his judgment.
Kilgrave, codenamed " Purple Man," is born with the ability to emit a special purple light that subconsciously controls those who are illuminated by it.
Five days after Chen Xiao left the country, all was calm. Governments and organizations around the world remained almost completely unmoved.
Those who need to commute will still clock in as usual, and those who need to work will still be busy as usual; after all, life goes on.
Even the Blood Hand Council remained as usual: from department heads to low-level bosses collecting "management fees" on the streets, the pace was unchanged, and everyone was still busy.
but...
"Report! Three unidentified vehicles have been spotted slowly approaching from a fork in the forest, 2.3 kilometers from the manor, at a direction 45 degrees north of east."
In a corner of the manor, in a monitoring center room embedded underground, dozens of high-definition screens lit up one after another, providing comprehensive coverage of the manor and the surrounding area for several kilometers, from aerial views to close-ups of the ground.
Even a sparrow flitting across the treetops couldn't escape the camera's lens.
Therefore, when the three cars quietly approached along the country road, the system instantly locked onto them and issued a simultaneous warning.
Meanwhile, the intelligent security program written by Clarice has been integrated into the Pochut City traffic network and quickly confirmed that these vehicles do indeed have local license plates.
However, their historical trajectory is entirely concentrated in the northern part of the city, and they have never ventured into the suburbs. Abnormal behavior triggers automatic judgment, and an alarm pops up immediately.
"Finally, someone couldn't hold back anymore. I knew it; Darling had barely left before someone was eyeing the research institute."
In the basement, inside a giant device emitting a faint red glow, Yidileisi sat cross-legged and slowly opened her eyes.
A flash of crimson light appeared briefly in those jewel-like, crystal-clear eyes.
After absorbing Cosmic Rays and completing the deep activation of the X-Factor, Chen Xiao specially built a nuclear fusion energy conversion device for her and Clarice.
It can precisely modulate high-density nuclear fusion energy into stable, easily absorbed cosmic-level rays.
When they have nothing else to do, the two of them take turns entering the room to continuously temper their bodies and improve their combat power.
Whoosh!
Before she could finish speaking, Clarice had already teleported there, her expression cold and her voice extremely soft. "There's an intruder."
Yidileisi nodded, speaking steadily, "Those who dare to set their sights on this manor must either possess astonishing strength or employ bizarre methods."
"To be on the safe side, you stay at the central command, I'll go out and deal with it."
"At the very bottom of the underground level lies the time factor experimental array that Darling has repeatedly verified. It is his most important research asset, and absolutely nothing can go wrong with it."
Clarice had no objection, only replying softly, "Be careful."
Click!
Her black suit jacket was neatly buttoned up, the Sword in the Stone and the long knife were securely fastened to her belt, and Yidileisi Lace flashed to the ground.
Through Chen Xiao's long-term training, she has now mastered eight variant abilities:
In addition to the original Rakshasa Instant Kill, Blade's Power, and Life Plunder, new additions include Hardened Skin, Radiation Energy Absorption and Release, Short-Range Teleportation, Mental Barrier, and Mental Intuition.
It is capable of both offense and defense, is highly mobile and has keen senses, and has virtually no weaknesses.
In addition, his physical strength is more than a hundred times that of an ordinary person, approaching the limit of two hundred times, and the energy surging within his body is as vast as the sea, making his overall strength far exceed that of most Mutants.
In comparison, while Clarice may be slightly less top-tier, her abilities are more focused on coordination and support.
In addition to Spatial Teleportation, fused Mental Perception, and Telekinesis, it adds Hardened Defense, Wireless Thought (direct connection to the consciousness network), enhanced agility for Short-Range Teleportation, and two spatial abilities: energy absorption/release and Spatial Trap.
The seven capabilities are evenly distributed, covering all dimensions of defense, mobility, support, and reaction.
As soon as Yidileisi left, Clarice arrived at the entrance to the first floor and slowly reached her hands into the void.
Buzz!
A thin layer of silver light rippled gently, causing the space to tremble slightly. The only exit from the basement research institute was instantly sealed off in the third dimension.
Whether it's passing through walls, teleporting, or molecular-level penetration, none of it matters; this place is no longer within the realm of conventional physical space.
After returning from London last time, Chen Xiao did not remove the spatial barrier, but left it as it was, with Clarice keeping the key with her.
Inside the black van parked on the edge of the woods, Kilgrave stared at the tablet screen, his fingertips swiping rapidly. The screen displayed ultra-high-definition satellite images transmitted in real time from the estate.
"It's still two kilometers from here to the manor, but satellite images show that it's difficult to go even one meter further."
Clarice used a cutting-edge surveillance system to bring the entire area within several kilometers of the estate under her view;
Kilgrave wasn't idle either; he spent a fortune renting a high-orbit reconnaissance satellite to continuously and comprehensively photograph all exposed areas of the estate.
Further away, a professional analysis team is simultaneously processing multiple data sources, including images, heat sources, and electromagnetic signals, and pushing key intelligence to him in real time.
Kilgrave frowned. "Look here, and here... there are armed guards everywhere. Even at the bottom of that gentle slope, there are hidden sentries; someone's watching."
Klaus's face also darkened. "This security is even tighter than the White House's inner area."
Kilgrave shook his head. "Not surprising. The other party is the true ruler of the Mexico underworld, with astonishing combat power and nearly 100,000 men under his command."
"With over ten thousand well-equipped combat personnel alone, equivalent to a military entity, it's only natural that its base is heavily guarded."
"With two top Mutants in command, even a direct assault by regular troops would be unpredictable. Therefore, we can only rely on skill."
"Next, I'll lead my team in a feint attack to draw all the firepower and attention away from that direction."
"You then transform into a wasp, sneak into the underground laboratory amidst the chaos, retrieve Vitas's genetic research data, and immediately make your escape."
"The enemy's firepower is too intense. For our safety, I'll retreat as soon as you set off. The rest of you continue to create chaos, and then regroup at the original location."
Klaus nodded in agreement.
Without further ado, the two finalized a few more details, and Klaus donned the Yellowjacket Suit. The device activated, and his figure shrank dramatically, becoming even smaller than a real wasp, before gracefully disappearing into the depths of the forest.
Kilgrave watched the Speed disappearing black shadow, a burning glint in his eyes.
If this vote succeeds and he obtains Vitas's genetic achievements, he will possess equal power within six months. At that time, he will sweep across the globe and have everything he desires.
He waited quietly in the car for a moment, then picked up the walkie-talkie, his voice low and decisive. "All personnel in position. Target: the manor ahead. Operation commence!"
Before he finished speaking, the doors of two vans behind him opened simultaneously, and more than a dozen fully armed assault team members filed out, all carrying submachine guns and light machine guns, with one of them carrying Rocket on his shoulder.
These people were originally an elite squad of the " Bloody Hand Society," but now they are completely under Kilgrave's control.
But just as they finished forming their battle formation,
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!!
A sharp, piercing sound tore through the air, and Kilgrave's pupils contracted sharply. Without thinking, he tumbled and leaped out of the car door that Klaus had just opened.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!
The moment he landed, the entire parking area was precisely covered by more than a dozen Rocket. Flames shot into the sky, and the blast wave, carrying fragments of metal, swept everything away.
Under such intense firepower, the dozen or so Bloody Hand Society members died on the spot without even pulling the trigger.
On a gentle slope in the distance, Yidileisi stood expressionless, with dozens of armed bodyguards spread out in a fan shape behind her. Smoke was still slowly drifting from the muzzles of the Rocket on the shoulders of more than ten of them.
Although she was strong, she had become extremely cautious because of her previous experience. When she discovered a suspicious target, she no longer rushed in rashly, but quickly mobilized her forces to test the waters with saturation firepower.
As for sending people forward to shout, drive them away, or even approach and question them, there's absolutely no need for that.
She didn't want survivors; she wanted them eliminated immediately after confirming hostility. All schemes and tricks were meaningless in the face of overwhelming firepower.
"Go check them over; if they're still airy, give them another shot."
"Yes!"
The bodyguards rushed forward with guns at their ready, and soon found Kilgrave, his face covered in blood, leaning against a crooked oak tree.
As several armed men approached, he weakly raised his hands, his voice trembling, "Don't... don't shoot..."
Before he finished speaking, a faint purple light emanated from his body.
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
The lead bodyguard didn't even lift his eyelids, raising his hand to fire a single shot, followed without hesitation by firing several more. All the bullets pierced his torso, and Kilgrave, covered in blood, fell backward, his eyes wide open, filled with astonishment and confusion.
He couldn't understand it until his death: why didn't the other party hesitate for even half a second?
Yidileisi approached slowly, her gaze sweeping over the charred remains and the haphazardly scattered corpses. Her eyes landed on Kilgrave's still-surprised face, and she raised an eyebrow slightly. "That's it?"
With such limited abilities, you dare to covet the manor?
Or is this just a bait, a "luring the tiger away from the mountain" tactic Vitas mentioned, with the real force still lurking in the shadows?
Her voice was cold and clear. "Spread out, five people per group, conduct a thorough search of the surrounding area, focusing on hidden spots and unusual heat sources."
"Yes, Vice President!"
Meanwhile, at the entrance to the first floor of the laboratory, a humanoid wasp hovered in mid-air, its pupils contracted and its expression horrified.
He was less than half a meter away from the black-haired girl in front of him, but it was as if he had hit an invisible wall, unable to move forward or backward, as if he were nailed to transparent amber.