The ear-piercing crashes echoed one after another, and in the distance, bursts of fire and thick smoke erupted one after another.
What caused all of this was the Golden Gate Bridge, which is over two thousand meters long and weighs tens of thousands of tons, suspended above the sea. At this moment, it has risen off the ground, spanning across the sky like the spine of a giant beast, pressing down into the distance.
Only those who experienced it firsthand can truly understand the shock and the breathtaking feeling it evoked.
But just as panic was spreading, many young people excitedly pulled out their phones, shouting "Oh my God!" and "My God!" as they rushed to record this mind-blowing moment.
At one end of the bridge, Magneto, clad in a crimson robe, stood on the edge of the broken section, his arms outstretched, his aura surging like a tide, as if the world itself was roaring in his palm.
He was surrounded by his trusted confidants, including Qin, Pyro, and Nightcrawler, and was followed by hundreds of followers.
Apart from Jean, all the Mutants who looked up at his back had eyes filled with an almost devout fervor.
This is the most compelling leadership quality within the X-Men system.
The sea breeze howled, Magneto's heart surged with heroic passion.
Charles's death was heartbreaking, but it also dispelled the Mind Stone shackles that had bound him for so long.
Now that Jean is on his side, the time has come to take over the Alcatraz lab and control or eliminate that key Mutants. The grand plan that has been dormant for many years is finally about to be unveiled.
Just as he lifted the bridge and sped toward the isolated island, the Alcatraz, once a prison surrounded by the sea, was already in chaos.
In the shadows, hundreds of soldiers had already changed their clothes: removing all metal objects from their bodies, even replacing their shoelaces with synthetic fibers, and quietly poured into the warehouse to collect their equipment.
"GOGOGO!!"
"Hurry up!"
"I'll say it again, you are not allowed to have any metal on your person!"
"These guns are all made of engineering plastics, propelled by compressed air, and fueled with special agents. Their range is only a little over one hundred meters."
"Bullets are specifically designed to Mutants; once hit, no matter how strong their abilities are, they will be instantly paralyzed."
"Well done! I love this thing!"
"Brothers, this time, we can really send these monsters to hell!"
"Ha! Finally, we have something decent to show for ourselves!"
The soldiers excitedly received their rifles, quickly mastered them according to the instructions, and rushed to their designated defensive positions while checking their magazines and calibrating their sights, preparing for battle.
Worthington Labs is nominally a private institution, but in reality, it has long been deeply involved with the America. government, involving Mutants combat technology, and the military has naturally deployed a large number of troops to protect it.
Unfortunately, this time they ran into Magneto.
In his presence, metal weapons are not only useless, but become deadly weapons that turn against him. Missiles, shells, and even steel-core Negasonic Teenage Warhead in rifles can all be manipulated by him and turned against him.
As a result, a large number of heavy equipment were rendered completely inoperable.
The garrison officer was in a terrible predicament, but he could only grit his teeth and order: hold on.
Inside the lab, the researchers, their faces pale, frantically packed up hard drives, copied data, and raced against time to evacuate to the emergency exit.
As dusk settled on the horizon, the Golden Gate Bridge, spanning over ten kilometers of ocean, crashed onto Alcatraz with a deafening roar. Countless people watched as it tore through the night sky and crashed into the island.
boom!
Tens of thousands of tons of steel structure fell from the sky, one end firmly gripping the rock formations of Alcatraz, the other end deeply embedded in the San Francisco coastline. The earth trembled violently, and a hundred-meter-high wall of water exploded on the sea surface, with waves splashing like shattered jade.
On the top floor of the laboratory building, Worthington and the others clung desperately to the window frame, their knuckles white and cold sweat pouring down their foreheads.
They knew all along that even the strongest Mutants have their limits; they bleed, they fall, and they can be suppressed and killed by human weapons.
But today, they've run into Magneto, who even heavy firepower can't defeat.
He stood in the middle of the bridge, looking down at the guards fleeing in panic, his eyes as calm and still as a frozen lake. " Charles always said he wanted to build a bridge to connect humans and Mutants."
"But in this world filled with prejudice, arrogance, selfishness, and greed, his ideal was never a path, but merely a dream—a dream from which he was destined never to awaken."
Before the words were even finished, Pyro John and the Nightcrawler had already strode forward. The Nightcrawler knelt on one knee, her voice extremely low. "Target confirmed. The child is hiding in the southeast corner of the cell block."
Magneto nodded, then swung his arm through the air. "Tear this place down."
The Mutants behind them roared in unison, like a pack of wolves unleashed from their cage.
Someone transformed into a wisp of green smoke, streaking across the sky before landing with a sudden, solid form;
Some people bounced like rubber, soaring dozens of meters into the air before crashing heavily into the former prison playground;
At that very moment, the iron gates opposite the parade ground suddenly burst open, and a large number of soldiers rushed out, armed with plastic guns and light plastic-steel cannons.
Just as several of his core subordinates were about to leap off the bridge to engage in battle, Magneto raised his hand to stop them. "Wait."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The soldiers at the front pulled the triggers, and a swarm of inhibitor Negasonic Teenage Warhead, as dense as locusts, roared out, instantly engulfing the Mutants charging at the forefront.
"Ah!"
"My abilities... are gone?!"
Dozens of people collapsed to the ground, screaming in agony. The distorted patterns on their skin faded rapidly, scales peeled off, bone spurs shrank, and even the unusual color in their pupils faded quickly.
Losing one's abilities is more devastating than being injured. The Mutants in the back row suddenly stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
"Heh... You've learned your lesson, you know you can't hit me with a gun." Magneto's eyes flashed coldly, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he had taken precautions in advance.
Before more people could be infected, he suddenly spread his arms wide!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Six metal Watchtower, each over ten meters tall, stood around the playground. Under an invisible, immense force, they suddenly twisted and rose from the ground. The towers twisted and extended like living things, transforming into six roaring steel giant arms that swept away with the force of a hurricane!
"No!"
"Lie down!!"
The soldiers, who had just rushed out of the gate and were still carrying medical supply cannons on their backs, were swept into the air by a metal arm more than ten meters long and crashed into the prison walls like pieces of paper before they could even finish screaming.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Six Watchtower were Berserk smashed, sending hundreds of soldiers flying, crashing, and crushing them. Walls cracked, bricks flew, the entire building trembled, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky.
One strike, and the field is cleared.
On the playground, there was no longer any organized resistance.
Overbearing, fierce, and unquestionable—that is the power of the strongest rebels.
Magneto squinted at the darkening sky, then turned and ordered, " Arclight, go outside. Use Quake to shake all the rats hiding behind the door out."
"Clear."
The Quake leaped off the bridge and landed in the center of the playground. She stared at the four gates ahead, which were filled with thick smoke, and clasped her hands together, her palms trembling slightly.
Buzz!
A visible circular Havok suddenly erupted, sweeping across dozens of meters and engulfing all four gates.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wherever the Quake reached, the plastic firearms in the hands of soldiers hiding behind concrete pillars and in wall crevices instantly exploded into dust;
Dozens of people near the door had ruptured eardrums and spurting blood from their noses, and were curled up on the ground, wailing incessantly while covering their ears.
Magneto waved his hand again. "Everyone, bypass the main entrance and break in from all directions! Leave no one alive!"
The Mutants roared in unison and surged towards the prison building like a tidal wave:
Some people grew suction cups on their fingertips, used their limbs to cling to the wall and climbed swiftly, heading straight for the second-floor window;
A highly corrosive liquid seeped from someone's fingertips, the wall hissed and smoked, and in the blink of an eye, a hole as tall as a person was corroded out;
Some people even rammed into the building, causing glass to shatter and people to crash into the house like cannonballs.
Another group turned around and headed towards other buildings on the island, which were also extensions of the laboratory area.
Magneto tilted his head slightly. " Tank, you go in and bring the test subject out."
"Good."
The Juggernaut, who had been beaten to a pulp by Chen Xiao, was now silent and taciturn. He leaped off the bridge, his shoulder slamming into the wall, sending bricks flying, and he smashed through a passage into the laboratory.
"Boss, what about us?"
Nightcrawler, Pyro John, and Psylocke were all itching for a fight.
"Calm down." Magneto looked up at the sky, his brow furrowed slightly.
Based on past encounters, these traitors should have arrived long ago.
But now the laboratory is about to be razed to the ground, and the other party is still nowhere to be found.
Was it Charles's death that caused them to completely collapse?
Or... is there another foreshadowing?
A thought flashed through his mind, and with a slight movement of his thoughts, the magnetic field around him silently rippled outwards.
Splash! Splash!
Centered on him, all metal within a radius of tens of meters trembled violently. More than ten cars on the bridge behind him slowly rose to the surface, only to be torn apart and disintegrated by the Berserk force!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Fragments of car doors, hoods, and wheels hovered, like dozens of rotating iron shields, menacingly surrounding the car.
This scene stunned Pyro, Nightcrawler, and even Jean for a moment.
Magneto's gaze was cold and stern. "Tonight, we seem unstoppable, but our real opponent is the entire America government. They certainly won't send just this few people to their deaths."
"We need backup! Send backup immediately!"
"They're too strong... we can't hold them off!"
Inside the laboratory, the senior colonel, stationed there, gripped the phone, his voice hoarse, on the verge of collapse.
The president's voice was low and grave. "Grit your teeth. Reinforcements have been dispatched immediately. Hold on a little longer, and make sure the experimental subjects are firmly under our control."
Meanwhile, on the coastline directly opposite Alcatraz, Nick, bald and wearing a black eye patch, stood motionless, his gaze fixed on the island, where flames soared into the sky and thick smoke pierced the night.
His phone suddenly vibrated.
Phil's voice came through the receiver. "Director, I've arrived at Xavier's School and confirmed that the X-Men did indeed depart more than half an hour ago."
Nick's tone was solemn. "More than half an hour? That fighter jet can reach twice the speed of sound; it should have arrived at the battlefield by now."
"That's right. But when I dialed Ororo's number, the signal was completely lost."
Nick frowned. "What happened? Did the X-Men get attacked en route? Or did they go astray?"
" Phil, are you sure the location you reported to her is Alcatraz?"
Phil replied firmly, "Chief, I gave you Alcatraz, San Francisco, not a single word off."
"That's strange." Nick's expression darkened slightly.
Because he was on speakerphone, the composed middle-aged man, Trask, standing to the side, heard the entire conversation and immediately whispered, "The plan may have to change. The Sentry Force might have to be deployed ahead of schedule."
As planned, when Magneto led his team in the first wave of attacks, they would be ambushed by specially made "suppression missiles." This weapon had been kept under tight control and was being deployed in actual combat for the first time. It was enough to instantly incapacitate more than half of the Mutants, catching them completely off guard.