Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 1515 The Lunar War (Twenty-Seven)

"Your Majesty?" The Chimilian clan warrior acting as their guide was somewhat puzzled, but Black Bolt patiently typed on the data panel, trying to ensure his warriors understood him accurately. Without Medusa's translation, communication with others was always problematic, but this didn't currently affect the clan alliance's tactical objectives. The Chimilian clan warrior glanced at the data panel, and combining it with the previous gestures, asked, half-guessing, "You mean, we should activate the backup generators along the way and take the monorail to the clan settlement?"

Black Bolt nodded.

"But the transportation system shows that the monorail gates at the clan settlement are closed, and we can't overtake it," said a mutant from the Centaurus clan. She was a female mutant with long, red, fin-like organs on her back and head. "As far as I know, that gate is probably a cubit thick; the monorail can't break it open."

When questioned, Black Bolt simply pointed to the tuning fork-shaped equipment above his head.

"Your word is final." The Chimerian Clan warrior shrugged, casually patting the giant Shar-Pei's tetanus. It's common knowledge that Black Bolt's tuning fork allows him to control his power and convert it into other forms of energy, such as enabling his arm to pierce steel plates. According to clan lore, Black Bolt, as King Argon's child, underwent the Terrigen mutation in Queen Linda's womb as an embryo. It's said that all the Genesis Council clan representatives believed Queen Linda might have a difficult birth or give birth to a deformed monster, but Black Bolt was born as a human. "I'll start the monorail now. But how do we start the backup generator?"

Black Bolt patted the big dog's wrinkled head.

"Teleportation is limited to the settlement only."

Tetanus licked Black Bolt's hand with his rough tongue, leaving it reeking of dog saliva, and then placed his hand on the Centaurus warrior's shoulder. The latter blinked rapidly, a hint of mockery in his eyes. This Centaurus warrior was an electromechanical expert who, with authorization, could activate backup generators, allowing for brief repairs even if the transportation system's backup generators were damaged. Black Bolt himself was the last resort; if the generators failed, only he could power the monorail freight train—this was the essence of his ability, not sound waves but manipulation of electronics—although the scholars of Attilan didn't know how he did it, all the tests he had undergone since childhood indicated that he possessed this ability, and that he could even provide temporary power when necessary.

The Gene Council immediately relayed the message to the frontline clan armies, informing all clan leaders commanding troops. Under Medusa's control, to avoid interference from the Chimerian clan army—which might be manipulated or have spies within the wizarding community—the Gene Council did not mention Black Bolt's ongoing mission, only vaguely stating that he was about to arrive at the front. This plan was approved by the Chimerian clan warriors remaining within the Gene Council, who were controlled by Black Bolt. The Chimerian clan wizard representatives who had originally sat in the council seats were temporarily imprisoned and interrogated under the supervision of paramilitary organizations and the Gene Council's clan alliance security forces.

With all matters arranged, even Medusa, who was used to handling official duties, breathed a long sigh of relief. Although the royal family did not have private affairs, she was finally able to temporarily disband the Gene Council, leaving only the General Staff, and then handle some relatively private matters concerning the royal family. The professionals who handled those matters had been summoned to the Gene Council's commoner clan lounge to await her audience.

"Forgive me for putting this before your official duties, Mr. Quanfang, but I must inquire about Crystal's health first," Medusa said apologetically to the man before her. She knew that the last remaining genetic research department of the commoner clan was already operating beyond capacity, not only analyzing the genetic samples of the invaders but also continuing daily research and protecting many research findings. The department's manpower had been reduced by more than fifty percent due to the war, and much precious knowledge had been lost in the flames. "She's too susceptible to contamination. I hope this medical examination will bring me some good news."

Mr. Quan Fang, a mutation research expert from Terrigan and the only remaining gene therapy medical advisor to the Attilan royal family, nodded and handed a data panel to Queen Medusa. Mr. Quan Fang explained the meaning of the data to Queen Medusa in a professional tone. "Lady Crystal has not been affected by any foreign contaminants," he said. "As for the genetic analysis of the invaders… I cannot give you a precise answer, not even our research team."

Why?

"Because it's too complicated, and we lack a lot of equipment," Mr. Quanfang said with an emotion befitting his status. "We only managed to bring back some samples and tissue culture chambers; much of the large equipment was left in enemy-occupied territory. Preliminary research indicates that the invaders are a genetically modified and surgically engineered warrior clan, but we don't understand the technology involved. Without cultivating enough tissue, we also cannot conduct experiments."

"I apologize again, Mr. Quanfang." Faced with the Queen's apology, Mr. Quanfang accepted the apology this time. To be precise, it should be WD-15 bowing his head in acceptance. "There's something else. About Maxim—" Medusa said. She knew that mentioning a royal prisoner would draw criticism, but Maxim was Black Bolt's blood relative, and even though this prisoner who had once tried to coax Black Bolt into speaking was now imprisoned, he was still far more noble than others. "—I wish every member of the royal family good health. Including Crystal, please have her undergo regular blood tests."

"Of course, Mistress Medusa."

WD-15 ducked again, using the data pad to conceal her finger movements. Then, she pressed a button hidden on her wrist, and a sharp wrist blade shot out, piercing the data pad and heading straight for Medusa's neck. Blood gushed out like a waterfall, and her long, crimson hair exploded as if alive. Without hesitation, WD-15 drew her needle pistol and fired several shots at Medusa's head, then immediately rushed out the door, firing at all the security personnel she could see.

Almost no one reacted in time. The tiny needle pierced bone and damaged the brain; several security personnel instantly fell to the ground, shot. As other security personnel rushed into the lounge to check on Mother Medusa, WD-15 followed closely behind the security team, entering the lounge once more. By this time, she had removed her researcher's robes and changed into the security team uniform that had been prepared beforehand. Because the wounds from the needle pistol were extremely small, she could still wear an undamaged standard soft cap for disguise. She was certain that no one would suspect that an assassin had returned to the scene.

She guessed right.

Although trained, assassinations were infrequent in Attilan. All the security personnel were in disarray, surrounding Medusa and attempting to take her to the medical bay. WD-15, disguised as a low-level security guard, was naturally pushed to the sidelines. She calmly tossed a plasma grenade into the crowd, then vanished again into the chaos, becoming someone else. She felt a deep sense of satisfaction; the Emperor's justice had been served, and the mutant was dead.

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