Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

Chapter 131 Goodnight, Mr. Eric (Seeking monthly votes)

Magneto was sweating profusely.

An unprecedented sense of crisis swept over me.

There was no doubt that if the energy flickering at Matthew's fingertips were to erupt, it might pierce through his own head.

This person!!!

Magneto gritted his teeth inwardly.

Matthew's relaxed posture and slightly upturned lips put immense pressure on him.

He knew that this excessively young boy was using this method to oppress him.

Magneto is not one to admit defeat easily.

However, he will also be sensible when it's time to be sensible.

This is based on his experience from previous encounters.

So Magneto quickly withdrew his powers.

The originally crimson area was suddenly swallowed by darkness, and Rai Che and the others were completely liberated.

His body swayed slightly, and he gasped for breath.

Negri reached out to support Roseco, who had been charging alongside him, his voice trembling: "I feel like there's not a single bone in my body that's intact right now."

After saying that, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

This made Roseco roll her eyes. She wouldn't be like Negri and keep quiet.

"A smart person."

The golden light from his fingertips illuminated Matthew and Magneto's faces. Matthew withdrew his energy, and the golden light from his fingertips dimmed.

It's a bit dark.

Matthew snapped his fingers casually.

Then the pitch-black night sky suddenly became bright.

In the blink of an eye, the sky turned a clear blue, and the sun hung high in the sky.

Magneto's pupils dilated slightly.

My assessment of Matthew's level of danger has risen to a new level.

Mysterious, unknown.

Regardless of what abilities Matthew possesses, Magneto only knows one thing: he is extremely powerful, and Magneto has no confidence that he can defeat him.

Or perhaps he was unwilling to admit that he simply couldn't win.

This was the only bit of pride he had left.

"Who exactly are you?"

Taking a deep breath, Magneto asked coldly.

"It's getting late. Goodnight, Mr. Eric." Matthew smiled gently, offering a polite goodnight without replying.

Magneto was confused, and the next moment his vision blurred.

The daytime suddenly turned into darkness again.

Instinctively, Magneto's muscles tensed, and he subconsciously prepared to activate his powers.

However, a familiar voice rang in his ears, as if with magic, soothing his emotions.

"Eric".

"Charles?"

Magneto instinctively turned his head and found his old friend Charles standing in front of him, along with Mystique, who had disappeared, Victor Sabretooth, and the X-Men.

He looked around and then his gaze fell on the old theater.

The building, which should have been destroyed in the battle, is still intact. The lights inside are bright, and together with a few streetlights not far away, the visibility is still quite good.

Magneto was dumbfounded.

What exactly happened?

Was I just dreaming?

But the slight stinging pain in his brain caused by the activation of his energy capacity told him that this was not a dream.

"Let's go, Eric, we need to have a serious talk."

Professor X marveled at Matthew's incredible ability to manipulate Magneto so easily; it was simply unbelievable.

What exactly is this ability?

Space type?

In the wards of the island base, more than 2,000 beds were hastily assembled, and Lei Che and the others obediently lay down and let the medical nurses examine them.

The main issue is that they looked a bit scary after they returned.

Especially Negri, who was gushing blood like it was free.

Its breath was also very weak.

Fortunately, he was not only very clear-headed, but also very excited.

Nydy used the Blood Dandelion to draw healing power from the other warriors to give Reich and the others very minor treatment to ensure they wouldn't be in mortal danger, but it didn't completely heal them.

This was something Matthew did on purpose.

It wasn't meant to torture Reicher, Nigli, and the other warriors.

Allowing the body to repair itself is actually beneficial for further growth in strength.

They themselves are well aware of this.

After working late into the night, the soldiers, including Lei Che, were wrapped in bandages from head to toe, lying on the hospital bed like mummies, which looked rather comical.

"Are your opponents tough?"

Upon receiving the news, the soldiers rushed over to visit after their training.

"Magneto," Reicher said crisply, stating his opponent's name.

Wow.

Upon hearing the name Magneto, everyone gasped in surprise.

Unlike Nydred, who had just joined, they had at least heard of Magneto, this great terror.

"To be able to injure you like this, you truly deserve to be among the strongest mutants." Bucky nodded knowingly.

I was still somewhat surprised.

Unfortunately, although I was there at the time, I was unable to enter the mirror space and fight alongside Reicher and the others.

He knew very well what level of strength Reich possessed; more than twenty super soldiers had joined forces and returned all lying in hospital beds, their injuries quite severe.

"He's really amazing, he's very capable."

Raiche nodded seriously, but didn't rush to review the situation.

"Where is Natasha?"

Nigley looked left and right and realized that Natasha didn't seem to be there, so he asked in bewilderment.

My best friend is injured and you don't even come to check on her?

Natasha is so cold.

Does she see me as a rival in love?

"The warband leader was beaten by the BOSS all day and is already asleep." A female warrior from the Raven Warband smiled enviously.

What should she do if she also wants to be beaten by the BOSS for a whole day like Natasha?

Seeing these envious expressions, Negri couldn't help but roll his eyes and decided not to talk to these guys.

She was afraid of infecting herself.

"We're still far from being able to fight against people at this level. We need to become stronger." Reicher rested his head on the pillow, staring at the ceiling light, his expression not very good.

He was defeated in the battle against Magneto.

Furthermore, their posture was extremely ungraceful; aside from being able to put up a fight at the beginning, they were essentially crushed afterward.

Regardless of whether it's because the other party has abnormal abilities.

This was unacceptable to Reicher.

The two battle groups were formed by Boss Matthew, who also participated in their formation.

Although Matthew didn't say it explicitly, Reicher knew very well what the two major chapters were positioned as.

They are both shields and blades; the sturdy shields can protect Matthew from all dangers, while the sharp blades can pierce through any enemy standing in front of him.

As a result, the shield was smashed to pieces, and the hilt of the sword was broken off.

"Big guy, you're too greedy." Nigley casually tore off a piece of paper and wiped the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth.

She glanced at Raiche: "How long have we been training?"

"And none of us are lazy; on the contrary, we train hard every day, and that's for no other reason than that."

"We need to become stronger, and that takes time."

To put it bluntly, compared to Magneto, the two warbands are just babies a few months old.

Achieving this much is already quite impressive.

Anyone else would have been overjoyed, but Reich looked dissatisfied. Negri was too lazy to even comment on the guy.