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Chapter 269 Reversing the Future

"Let the energy...fly for a while?"

Everyone was repeating this phrase in their hearts.

And that is indeed the case. Those black arrows that soared into the sky were now under Bai Ye's control, flying over countless mountains and rivers, shooting towards every human being.

Because human movement is real-time, unlike a stationary target that can be attacked in the daytime.

Therefore, he needs to constantly observe the movement of each person to prevent the arrow from missing its target.

At the same time, he also needs to consider the distribution of energy, since some people live in basements while others live on the street.

The energy he emits cannot penetrate walls, so the strength of the materials must be taken into account in order to achieve a precise headshot.

Countless parameters need to be calculated by Bai Ye, and even he needs to carefully consider and rationally allocate the energy at his disposal.

Soon, under Bai Ye's control, countless people could see dense black dots heading towards them when they looked up.

On the streets of New York, anyone looking up could see nearly ten million arrows raining down from the sky, blocking out the sunlight.

On the snow-capped mountain, behind a group of mountain climbers, seven arrows came from afar, heading towards them.

In the Amazon rainforest, on the streets of Bangkok...

Regardless of gender, whether human or mutant, wherever there is human habitation, black arrows will be aimed at their heads.

Then, the first black arrow hit the primary target.

Washington, D.C., being the closest to the White Nights, was the first place affected by the shortest distance between two points, according to the principle that a straight line is the shortest distance between two points.

One of the policemen surrounding the area tried to dodge the black arrows falling from the sky, but no matter where he went, his personal arrows accurately locked onto him.

Then... Boom!

The jet-black sword transformed into pure energy, and the moment it touched the burly man, his entire body was sent flying backward, eventually collapsing on the street.

Around him, countless others were simultaneously bombarded by the black arrows, each hit followed by a dull thud.

Under the attack of Bai Ye's arrows, these people felt as if they had been hit in the head with a solid, powerful blow, as if they had been struck by a concussion.

Blood was streaming down the faces of these people; some had lost several teeth, and the worst-hit ones even had their noses broken.

However, almost no one died from the black arrows of the White Night.

The energy that could have blasted millions of people in a metropolis was split and distributed among 60 billion people worldwide. After being lost over thousands of miles, the final result was a close-quarters battle.

So... the collective of all humankind, where everyone is equal, suffered a major blow.

The high-ranking officers in the command headquarters were full of vigor and determined to fight to the death just a moment ago.

At this moment, they scrambled to their feet from under the table, clutching their bleeding noses and faces, their eyes filled with humiliation and anger.

Men and women around the world blushed under this cross-regional attack.

Especially in countries on the other side of the White Night, you might be slapped hard in the middle of the night and scramble out of bed in a daze.

What awaited them was the second wave of Baiye's attack.

Inside the White House, Bai Ye raised both hands simultaneously, gathering huge black spheres on either side.

A sinister smile appeared on his face. One big draw wasn't enough; he'd have to do at least ten draws to guarantee a gold item.

After all, compared to life, ten slaps are a light punishment.

As for intensity, strong people should smoke heavily, while younger and older people should smoke lightly.

After all, no one can go without smoking.

The next moment, terrifying energy fluctuations reappeared, followed by a second and third wave of arrows flying into the sky at an even faster speed, precisely delivering a slap in the face to people all over the world.

If these people felt ashamed and indignant the first time they smoked it...

The second time, I was furious. I thought, "Will this ever end?"

Then came the third time, the fourth time...

After a series of resounding slaps in the face, these people were utterly terrified. It was no longer a question of whether their faces would swell or not; it was a question of whether they would be beaten to death.

Of course, not everyone managed to dodge the attack, such as a speedster with speeds hundreds of times faster than sound.

After the first volley of arrows rained down, the next nine arrows failed to catch up until they ran out of energy and dissipated in mid-air.

Amidst wave after wave of arrows that seemed to have no end, Bai Ye finally chose to stop after ten waves.

"All done!" Bai Ye clapped his hands lightly.

Magneto instinctively asked, "Are all humans dead?"

"You're overthinking it. I'm a positive character, okay? Those waves just now only killed a few million people in total."

Bai Ye said speechlessly, "They'll probably surrender soon. Get ready to go out and accept it."

"Surrender!" Several mutants were surprised, but only Charles, who had just used telepathy to detect the situation outside, understood the reason.

Magneto leaned close to the window and looked outside.

Sure enough, the police who had been surrounding the White House were now rushing towards the scene in large numbers.

These people's faces were all swollen high, beaten up like pig heads, and even their mothers couldn't recognize them.

The people in the White House at this moment are among the few in the world who are alive and have no scars on their faces.

Upon opening the gate, these people, one by one, covered their swollen, chubby faces and said, "We surrender, please stop fighting."

Silently opening the door, Magneto and his mutant companions looked at the assembled officials, each one stammering and unable to speak due to their swollen faces. Magneto was speechless.

Meanwhile, in the future, countless mutants are fighting.

Because Wolverine sank into the lake, these surviving mutants were unaware of what happened after White Night appeared.

We can only try our best to maintain the time spent traveling through time in order to ensure a greater possibility of reversing the future.

Professor X watched as one mutant after another died under the Sentinels' attacks, a hint of sorrow and despair flashing in his eyes.

Finally, after the brutal massacre, with the mutants outside almost all dead or wounded, a sentry broke through the blockade and walked in, his cheeks parted like chrysanthemums, aiming at the mutants inside.

In the final moments, the mischievous one, who had absorbed the Phantom Cat's power, watched in despair as the Sentinel's pillar of fire surged toward everyone.

Finally, before dying, Little Rascal gave up the ability to use his powers and withdrew Logan's teleportation ability.

The moment the power ceased to activate, the future altered by Byakuya's past began to flow backward, influencing the reality of this moment.

When the little rascal opened his eyes, he was shocked to find that he had survived the sentry's attack!

Moreover, the surrounding environment was completely different from the original secret room, as if it were a pure white base like in a science fiction movie.

Before her stood a girl who looked exactly like her, smiling at her and saying, "Welcome to June 29, 2023. This is a brand new timeline."

"Come and take a look. Almost all of your friends from the old timeline should have been captured by now."

The little rascal stared blankly at the changing scene before him, his mind blank, and subconsciously asked, "What...what is all this?!"

(End of this chapter)