Rampaging through American comics, people in my motherland don't eat beef.

The sky was enveloped by a powerful magnetic force, and Magneto was surrounded by a dense array of metal fragments. These fragments spun at high speed, cutting through the air with sharp whistles and exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

"As expected of our leader, this power is enough to shake the entire world!"

"Homelander is not bad, but he is too arrogant. Taking that attack head-on was undoubtedly an extremely stupid decision."

"Those are not ordinary metal spikes. With the help of magnetism, each one can easily penetrate steel plates several centimeters thick. Even a mere graze on flesh and blood will cause terrifying lacerations."

"In my opinion, Homelander probably didn't even leave behind a complete corpse."

"From this day forward, the world will be ruled by mutants."

A group of Hellfire executives gathered atop the Pentagon, chatting amongst themselves, before finally turning their gaze to Magneto, who hovered proudly in mid-air.

A strong leader can inspire a strong sense of honor in subordinates, significantly boosting cohesion and morale.

However, this does not include Emma and Mystique, who were rescued.

Raven frowned, keeping a close eye on Emma's every move. Seeing her dejected and her condition showing no improvement, Raven knew that things weren't as rosy as everyone thought.

"Ptooey! Was this garden just sprayed with pesticides? Why does it smell so strong?" Sure enough, a complaint suddenly came from the central garden, which was riddled with holes.

According to the "no harm in smoke" principle, the moment the smoke dissipates, some people will inevitably become clowns.

The so-called power to shake the world is rather laughable; at least in the eyes of the people of our motherland, it's not even as effective as a tickle.

Gray barely changed his posture, standing tall and straight, without a single scratch on his body. His casual suit was spotless, not even a speck of dust on the hem.

Those terrifying spikes, capable of piercing steel plates, couldn't even touch his steel body; they were easily blocked by his bio-force field.

"How is that possible!"

The Hellfire officers' eyes widened in disbelief, their smugness instantly freezing on their faces.

If Homelander had used some skill to defend himself against the attack, they might have been able to understand. But he did nothing, just stood there as if nothing had happened. This contrast was hard for everyone to accept.

"There will always be some self-important fools in this world... and what, me, the president?" Gray looked up at Magneto, whose face was stiff, and shook his head repeatedly: "Goodness, whoever says that is embarrassed. I definitely couldn't say it."

Magneto had failed half his life, and his aged face was weathered by countless trials; mere mockery was nothing more than a passing phase.

The most important thing right now is that the people of our motherland are unharmed.

The harsh and humiliating reality forced Magneto to reassess the current situation. After a moment's thought, he slowly descended from mid-air and said calmly, "Well done, Homelander. The world underestimated you. No one expected your power to be no less than mine. I admit, you are qualified to cooperate with me!"

Upon hearing this, Gray didn't react much, but the Hellfire's officers all cast surprised glances at him. It was the first time they realized that their leader was such a braggart.

Anyone with eyes can see that the attack just now was like scraping a cup; it didn't even break the capillaries, it was completely useless.

"Cooperation? Us?"

Gray smiled silently.

Then, in front of all the Hellfire members, he floated lightly to Emma's side, pointed at the red devil Azazel who was on high alert, and commanded, "Emma, ​​launch a mind attack."

In an instant, the power of the mind surged forth.

This ancient mutant, who possessed a certain level of mental power, stood frozen in place, his soul seemingly emptied, his gaze vacant.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling snapping sound shattered the surrounding silence. Gray cruelly twisted the Red Devil's head off, splattering a staggering spray of blood.

"Thank goodness Emma was here, otherwise catching this guy wouldn't have been so easy." Gray muttered to himself as he casually tossed his head away like he was throwing away trash, watching Azazel's headless corpse slowly fall, finally feeling relieved.

Gray was equally mild-tempered, tolerant and generous, rarely argued with anyone, and almost never had the intention to kill anyone.

But Azazel the Demon was an exception; he had to die. With his silent teleportation ability, Gray was afraid to sleep at night, worried that his precious treasure would be stolen.

Witnessing Gray so decisively and cleanly twist off the Red Devil's head, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

The mutants in Hellfire seemed frozen in place; some had their mouths open but couldn't utter a sound, while others looked on in terror and instinctively retreated slowly.

Just moments ago, they were full of admiration for Magneto's power and fantasizing about ruling the world, but now they were stunned by Gray's sudden ferocity.

"You...you actually killed him!" Finally, someone couldn't help but shout in a trembling voice, his words filled with anger, but his legs felt like they were made of lead, and he dared not take a step forward.

Magneto's face grew increasingly grim. Seeing that Gray hadn't offered a single explanation after killing Red Devil, he knew in his heart that the other party didn't take them seriously at all.

However, given Hellfire's current strength, turning against Homelander would be asking too much of a question.

Due to ideological differences, several years ago, the former Black King Sebastian Shaw led some core members to break away from Hellfire and form an organization called the "Brotherhood of Mutants". With the loss of several powerful Alpha-level mutants, Hellfire's strength is far less than before.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. I'm actually here to help you." Gray's eyes were sharp as he took in the astonishment of everyone around him. He then sighed and dropped a bombshell: "To be honest, I am also a noble mutant. I'm here today to rejoin the mutant family and contribute to the mutant cause."

"Walter?"

The crowd erupted in an uproar, and even the composed and experienced Magneto couldn't help but show an expression of disbelief.

"Do you think we're fools?" Raven frowned at Gray. "We have trackers like Caliban. He can easily identify mutants. Having superpowers doesn't mean you've awakened mutant genes. Homelander, I don't know what your purpose is, but don't try to fool us with this nonsense."

"Which one of you is one of the Tracker brothers?" Gray still had a faint smile on his face.

"I am."

A gaunt mutant, afflicted with severe albinism, spoke weakly and listlessly: "I can accurately determine the presence of mutant genes in a person through smell. I'm certain you're not..."

Nourishes—

Gray calmly suppressed the red light in his eyes and continued, "As it turns out, even the most sophisticated instruments can malfunction. The mutant genes in my body are just hidden deeper, not that they're completely absent."

Having said that, he calmly spread his hands, looking directly at Mystique with an open gaze: "Look closely at me, what about me doesn't resemble a mutant?"

"..."

Raven's face turned pale and then red, and he bit his lower lip tightly. His throat felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, and he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

The corpses of Red Devil and the Tracker tell us that Homelander is indeed very twisted and courageous, but how is he human? He doesn't look human at all!