American comics alien

The entire city of New York fell into great panic. If it were in the past, everyone would only think that this was the end of the world, perhaps a super earthquake or weather changes.

But now I won’t think so. Even ordinary people, when seeing this catastrophic scene, will have a thought that immediately comes to their mind: Which superhuman did it this time?

Wait, why again? When was the last time?

Screams of terror rang out one after another, and countless vehicles honked their horns frantically, trying to escape the disaster scene.

This might have worked at other times, but this time, the guy who caused these disasters was Magneto.

When the energy field is fully open, any metal that is close to it will fall into stagnation and be unable to extricate itself.

Magneto's terrifying roar is even more terrifying than the demons from hell - if these people have really seen the demons from hell.

The Westchester area was the first to be hit. As the core of the disaster, countless people were massacred by the rampaging Magneto. Their bodies were destroyed and their families were separated in the raging power.

Countless people's faces changed suddenly, and they had no idea why it turned out like this. When they saw that it was Magneto who caused all this, they were even more shocked and confused.

"Is that Magneto? How could this happen? He said he had reconciled with the X-Men during the day, but why did he start killing people crazily at night?!"

"You call this murder? I would believe him if he said he wanted to destroy the world! Has the conflict between humans and mutants reached this point? There is no room for easing, and he is just letting that guy start extermination!"

Yes, this is an unprecedented "extinction".

Magneto's ability is destined to be range-based. When he is at full power, he can flatten a large area with just a random attack. This is the terrifying power of someone who has mastered the electromagnetic force of the universe.

At this moment, many heroes across New York took action, but they were still far behind Magneto.

There are those who risk their lives, such as Daredevil, but he can only save ordinary people. Send him to deal with Magneto? At least Magneto is flying in the sky. A hero who can't fly and has no long-range attack means will be defeated if he gets close to him.

On the other hand, even if he could fly, without absolute strength, he would not be able to break through Magneto's energy field and would be blown to pieces sooner or later.

There are also some clever ones that fly into the sky with a bunch of weapons and carry out continuous long-range bombing.

"Tony Stark, what are you doing?" Fury forced his way into Tony's channel.

"Damn it! I clearly upgraded Jarvis's firewall. How did you suddenly break in? As you can see, I was trying to stop that lunatic."

Tony pushed the functions of his Mark V armor to the extreme, using energy cannons, lasers, missiles, and all the means of attack, but... it was all useless.

To put it bluntly, the combat effectiveness of the Mark V is not as good as that of a bunch of fighter jets, but a large number of fighter jets' long-range bombing cannot do anything to Magneto.

"Sir, Mark's armor is showing signs of instability, and the opponent's magnetic field is continuing to expand." Jarvis reported faithfully.

"What? I'm at least three kilometers away from him, how can I be affected at this distance?" Tony was a little confused. It was also the first time for him to see the top superhumans firing at full power, but this was too exaggerated.

No, it should be said that even Magneto himself did not know that his reckless attack would cause such destruction. After decades of accumulation, he has never vented his power with almost everything he has like he does now.

But Tony had no choice. Apart from this, he really didn't know what to do. Otherwise, just fly far away and watch from afar?

Watching Magneto being crushed to death like an ant, pulling up buildings and dismembering living things in large sections?

But as for getting close? Tony knew that people like Storm and Dr. Jean could interfere with Magneto at close range, but he couldn't do anything. The electromagnetic force restrained him in all directions. Whether it was metal or sophisticated electronic equipment, they would all break down in a matter of minutes.

In this situation, Tony was really confused. What else could he do? He could do nothing.

"I still need to build a set of anti-magnetic armor, but it's too late..." Tony was filled with frustration as he watched large areas of Westchester being wiped out.

How many people have died? Fifty thousand or a hundred thousand, and there are no bodies left.

At this time, another communication request came in.

"Your futile efforts remind me of Sisyphus pushing a rock up the hill."

"Duva?" Tony's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again. "I hope Sisyphus can stop this madman, but I'm afraid it will take Zeus to stop Magneto, right? If Zeus really exists."

"Of course Zeus exists, but he won't come here just for such a trivial matter on Earth. You might as well pray for the Asgardians to come to support you." There was no uneasiness in Duva's voice, which was in sharp contrast to the anxious Tony.

"Will the Asgardians come?"

"No, my aliens have been killed in batches. The battle was so fierce that the Asgardians were unable to spare any manpower. Moreover, few of them could deal with the mad Magneto."

"Then we just watch like this until he gets tired and sleepy?" Tony looked at the scene in front of him, which began to become blurry due to the influence of the magnetic field.

It would soon become intermittent and eventually lose contact. He would have to fly farther to ensure that his armor would not suddenly stall like a second-hand classic car.

"Of course not. I have already guessed why he became like this. Even if he wasn't there, someone else would have gone crazy." Duva's voice was extremely steady. "I will stop him."

Tony was about to say, you can't fly, but then he turned his head in astonishment and looked behind him.

As night fell, this figure came flying at an astonishing speed, bathed in golden light, like a shining god descending to earth. The high-speed moving figure left a long trail in the air, like a beautiful comet.

It’s very fast and it’s accelerating all the time!

"Jarvis?"

"Strong energy index, speed exceeds Mach 10, Mach 11, sir, this is not his limit, I don't have any relevant information about this superhuman in my database."

boom!

This man flew over at high speed, and the strong wind he caused collided with the storm brought by Magneto.

Tony saw this guy, with a sturdy figure, long and strong arms, full of the power of a nuclear bomb explosion; in the golden close-fitting energy field, the other party's flowing long hair was lifted high, ignoring the earth's gravity and slowly drifting away, turning into golden threads, simply like the world's top art master, gently embellishing the air with a beautiful brush.

Majesty and elegance coexist, power and charm are intertwined.

Even through the mask, Tony could feel the strong confidence coming from this guy.

"Duva, this is not you, who is he?" Tony asked in surprise.

Powerful, mysterious, unknown, able to fly in the air with flesh and blood, Tony said: "Don't tell me this guy is Ikaris's brother."

"Of course not. He has nothing to do with the Eternals. In fact, he is at least twice as strong as Ikaris—probably."

There was a rare hint of uncertainty in Duva's voice.

Duva is a little unsure about Reynolds' current condition. How much power can Reynolds exert by himself, especially when he has just transformed into a Sentinel?

However, the answer to this question will be clear soon. Nothing can verify one's strength better than actual combat.

It is worth mentioning that Duval had not given any orders to the awakened Reynolds. Reynolds noticed the runaway Magneto, and it seemed that some powerful instinct and spiritual wish was awakened, so he volunteered to fight Magneto.

Duva agreed immediately. He would never discourage the enthusiasm of his subordinates.

"Is he your subordinate? I've never heard you mention him."

"You'll remember him, Tony, and you'll be surprised," Dewar said.

Tony chose the right flying angle, and when Reynolds passed by him at high speed, he shouted, "Hey, man!"

"Tony Stark? I've heard of your name."

Reynolds was bathed in golden light. He barely adapted to his super vision and super hearing. He clearly "saw" countless people looking up at him, as if they were looking up to a god. He also "heard" countless poor people kneeling on the ground and praying in despair.

At this moment, Reynolds felt unprecedented psychological satisfaction. His "addiction" brought him to the peak of bliss at this moment!

Look, he's not that bad guy who's addicted to alcohol and drugs all day long, he's a respected superhero! Even the famous Tony Stark has to speak politely to him!

Reynolds stopped and subconsciously straightened his chest to make himself look tall, strong and powerful. He deliberately lowered his voice to avoid Tony seeing that he was an inexperienced novice.

"Hey man, I don't know your name yet. I think I'll know it soon." Tony said quickly, "The only advice I can give you now is to be careful. Magneto has gone crazy for some reason. He must be mentally ill!"

"Crazy? Mentally ill?"

Reynolds pretended to be calm and reached out to touch his hair, which had not been washed for many years but was instantly clean due to the energy shock. He showed overwhelming confidence and said in a stern voice: "You speak as if there is no mental problem!"

boom!

He sped up again, breaking through 13 times the speed of sound!

Tony opened his mouth for a long time, then lowered his voice and said to Duva: "I'm shocked now."

"It's a bad line, but to some extent, he is a rare honest man in this troubled world. Even in the face of such a complicated situation, he didn't lie to you." Duva thought about it and said this. This is probably one of the few advantages of Reynolds.

Reynolds is short-sighted, easily influenced, addicted to drugs, and has some mental illness. Even as a sentinel, he still has these shortcomings, but that doesn't mean he is useless.

He longs for the world to witness his talent, is addicted to showing off in front of others, and pursues the ultimate pleasure of being sought after by others. This makes him feel ecstatic and unable to extricate himself, but he also has a certain degree of compassion and sympathy.

"This guy is really powerful. What's his name? When he defeats Magneto, we can hold an internal banquet to celebrate for him." Tony said sincerely.

In this kind of predicament, it really makes one feel safe to have such a tough guy stand out, no, fly out.

Although there are some minor problems with the language logic, it doesn't seem to have any impact for the time being. At least Duva can control him.

"Robert Reynolds, my most loyal guard. Of course, you can also call him... Sentinel!"

Duva's vision had already extended through the alien larva on the sentinel's chest, all the way to the forefront of the battlefield.

He saw that Reynolds relied on the powerful golden energy on his body to violently crash into Magneto's magnetic field like a cannonball, piercing through the curtain like a cone, going deep all the way, and coming in front of Magneto, with his hands on his shoulders and a cold expression.

"It's about to begin. The unprecedented alien version of the Sentinel will take on the violent Magneto."

Duva had every reason to believe that the completely mad and unreserved Magneto in front of him was one of the stronger ones in the entire multiverse, excluding those special Magnetos.

Similarly, this alien Sentinel is unique in countless universes. If it were this guy, fighting Magneto as soon as he debuted, it would be hard to say who would win.

But there was at least one thing that made Duva feel relieved: at this moment, Reynolds had an unprecedented strong self-confidence, which completely stimulated his inner "addiction" and perhaps brought a little bit of combat power.

Boom!

There was a terrible bang, followed by the explosion of the sky. Reynolds rushed in brutally and tore the terrifying energy field apart in a manner visible to the naked eye.

His figure only slowed down slightly, and it was obviously not easy for him to do such a move, but he soon began to accelerate wildly again and came in front of the madly roaring Magneto.

boom!

One punch.

Magneto and his magnetic field trembled instantly, as if he was hit by some ancient monster. He flew backwards immediately. Just being blown away caused a sonic boom!

Reynolds was floating in the position where Magneto had been a few seconds ago, with his blond hair dancing wildly and his strong chest muscles sticking out.

At this moment, he was more like a god than anyone else.

“Who is this guy?!”

"Never heard of him! Is there such a superhero in New York?"

In the dark apocalypse, such a domineering and powerful golden man appeared, and everyone was surprised. No matter how optimistic a person was, no one expected that such a powerful superhero would appear.

This is a worldwide discovery.

Reynolds himself found that he had become too awesome.

"Is this my fault?"

Reynolds had a dignified look on his face, mainly because he really didn't know what expression to make that would show off his style. His poor brain thought of Duvall, so he began to play the role of Duvall.

But in my heart, my heart was already in turmoil, my inner activities were so excited that I was stuck, and I didn't know what to think of or what to say.

"I'm so strong now! This is Magneto, and I punched him away? How could he be so weak... No, I'm too strong! I, Robert Reynolds, have become an amazing and powerful man!!"

Reynolds was ecstatic, his breathing became more and more rapid, beating like the heart of a nuclear fusion reactor.

He wanted to roar, to tell everyone that his name was Robert Reynolds, and he wanted everyone to respect him!!

"I--" Reynolds looked around, wondering if he should say something.

But the next second, he suddenly felt another throbbing of life in his chest, closely connected with his life.

Then, a cold voice came into his mind.

"Reynolds, now is not the time, our opponent is Magneto!"

Reynolds' body shuddered, a flattering expression subconsciously appeared on his face, and his burly body bent slightly.

"Of course, Lord Duva, I will obey your orders since you have given me everything..."

Reynolds was frightened when he felt the alien baby on his chest.

The stronger his instincts and perceptions, the more he knew that the young in his body had been deeply integrated with his genes.

You can break your chest at any time.

Reynolds has it, and the alien on his chest has genes and abilities that are highly similar to his.

What will happen after the chest is broken?

Would he and his alien self share this endless flow of power? Or would he die on the spot?

Reynolds's mind was full of random thoughts, and his already confused and abnormal brain became even more confused.

But he soon had no time to worry about these things, because Magneto had come back with great momentum.

The blood-red eyes were full of madness and cruelty, staring straight at Reynolds.

Reynolds puffed out his chest and said, "Come on, even if you are Magneto, I am not afraid of you at all. I am a powerful Sentinel!"

(End of this chapter)