The 5000-year-old girl in American comics

Although everything is still being kept from the public, it's much easier than before.

Diana really didn't know how to express her emotions. How could she answer herself with such intimidating words? It's both laughable and infuriating.

What's funny is that this guy tried to pressure her by using the President of the United States as leverage.

What angered them was that they felt the American president could control them.

Diana grabbed Nick Fury by the neck with one hand and lifted him high into the air.

"Are you telling me this kind of thing?" Diana's voice was no longer calm.

The tone of her voice now carried a chilling coldness. If this weren't reality, one could probably already see the grotesque phenomena appearing behind Diana.

"Diana, please don't do this." Emma wanted to have a proper talk with Diana.

As a staunch radical among mutants, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread towards Diana in this state.

“Emma, ​​if I were you, I would go back and keep an eye on those little brats living in the academy, instead of coming here to say things that are unnecessary to me.” Diana didn’t even look at Emma.

That hand was still gripping Nick Fury's neck tightly.

Now, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who claims to be protecting world peace, is starting to run out of breath, but it must be said that this guy is a great agent.

Even now, if Diana were to squeeze him lightly, it would be as easy as crushing a tiny insect. He didn't beg for mercy; he simply stared defiantly at Diana's face.

Emma was also at a loss. One was a guy who said he could make mutants accepted by the world, and the other was a woman who had once saved her life. She really couldn't make this choice.

“Diana, we just want Banner to go, and for S.H.I.E.L.D. to cooperate.” Even though Nick Fury was out of breath, he didn’t change his original purpose.

"So, a honey trap plus a sting operation, is that it? And you're even preparing a Christmas gift from Asgard for my green-haired friend?" Diana had long since given up hope that Nick Fury would tell her nothing of the truth.

After all, you can't expect a dog to produce ivory.

“Actually, I’ve always viewed this as a Christmas special. After all, it’s quite interesting to see such a large-scale superhuman brawl.” Diana said this, no longer looking at Nick Fury’s dark face.

She turned to look at Charles, who had been silent ever since he had uttered a single sentence.

"But why would you want to influence my children?"

“They are mutants too, and they should understand the current situation of mutants.” Charles showed no fear of Diana, his clear eyes, even in his old age, met her gaze directly.

There was no retreat, no dodging, and no sign of guilt.

He seemed convinced that what he was doing was truly just.

“That’s my child!” Diana’s eyes began to glow with gold, and the hand gripping Nick Fury’s neck tightened slightly.

Nick Fury is now like a fish thrown ashore, waiting to suffocate at any moment.

"Sorry. Can't breathe?" Diana loosened her grip, giving Nick Fury a chance to catch his breath. "What did you say about the President of the United States? I'm asking you, does he have any say in me?"

Nick Fury wanted to say that as long as it's within the United States, even S.H.I.E.L.D. is under the jurisdiction of the President of the United States, but was Diana part of S.H.I.E.L.D.?

If she so desires, she could declare the fall of America and the birth of a new nation tomorrow.

"I'm asking you! Can he control me or not?" Diana asked Nick Fury loudly, like a paranoid maniac.

Nick Fury was no longer able to speak, and as Diana questioned him, she tightened the grip of the hand choking her own neck.

"Put down Chief Fury." A somewhat weary voice reached the ears of everyone present.

A man is drawing his bow and aiming an arrow at Diana.

Moreover, it wasn't just one person.

Almost all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s field agents have arrived, and even the students who are still combat-capable at the mutant academy have been brought over.

I have no idea why these guys listened to S.H.I.E.L.D. and came here to die.

No matter what level of mutant they are, those who haven't fully developed their abilities are nothing but scum who have come to their deaths.

“I told you, I wanted you to go back to the academy.” Diana didn’t take the menacing S.H.I.E.L.D. agents or the mutant kids seriously at all.

If a fight breaks out, it'll just be a bit troublesome. Or maybe not even that. At most, it'll just look a bit unpleasant.

Emma was also at her wits' end with the current situation; nobody knew how those guys at S.H.I.E.L.D. managed to do it.

They were able to bring so many mutant trainees here.

"Put down Chief Fury!" Hawkeye Clint shouted at Diana again.

Diana ignored the man who kept shouting and just looked at Nick Fury in her hand again: "Do you think I'll kill you here?"

“Carol…won’t…agree…” Nick Fury was certain that Diana would refrain from killing him, out of respect for Captain Marvel, who was now fighting evil across the universe.

"Is that so?" Diana gave a gentle smile, then gently snapped Nick Fury's neck.

"Pfft."

Nick Fury's body fell to the ground, stirring up a little dust.

"That's her business." Diana wasn't interested in whether this guy had sent that so-called distress signal to Carol.

Diana didn't care what Carole's attitude was.

If you're going to fight to the death over a black scrambled egg, then there's no point in keeping that guy around.

"Damn it!" Clint saw that Nick Fury was completely silent and suddenly shot the arrow in his hand.

Just as the arrow was about to reach Diana's face, she lightly deflected it.

“I can give you time to take these little ones away,” Diana said casually to Emma.

He ignored Emma's attempts to persuade the already infatuated children to leave and simply faced Charles again.

How do you plan to die?

“Scott and the others just wanted to make mutants better; they didn’t have to die,” Charles said, not because his own life was about to end, but to speak for the X-Men who had been crippled by Diana.

Diana didn't speak, but just watched Charles talk coldly.

“I will also send the other students back to school, so that they will never easily step out of the campus again.”

“Not enough.” Diana shook her head.

“I will change everyone’s memories, the memories of all mutants. They will no longer be a threat to you, nor to your family. Everything that happened today was just a movie shoot. Even…” Charles took a deep breath, “I can make them subconsciously believe that you are the hope for mutants to survive.”

Charles experienced a power in Diana that far surpassed the force within Jean Grey. This outcome can only be described as the most favorable result for mutants if Diana accepted it.

You can't expect all the mutants to go to their graves with you.

“Professor!” Hearing Charles’s words, Jean Grey could no longer bear it. This was no longer just appeasement; it was utterly kneeling down and acting like a dog. “There’s no need for this.”

“But Jean’s power, once I’m gone, no one can suppress it.” Charles patted Jean Grey’s hand, not responding to his best student’s words, but continuing to speak to Diana.

“No need. You just need to eliminate all the effects of this incident, and then you can commit suicide, or I can help you.” Diana shifted her gaze from Charles’s face to Jean Grey, who now looked as if she wanted to devour herself whole.

"As for this little girl, I will guarantee that what's inside her won't cause any trouble."

Charles sighed and said nothing more.

Instead, he adopted the standard pose for activating his ability, closed his eyes, and began to unleash his power.

"Professor." Having overheard the entire conversation between the two, Jean Grey was now finding it increasingly difficult to suppress the immense power within her that symbolized life and emotion.

"Stay put." Diana's golden eyes turned to Jean Grey.

The power that had been out of control suddenly subsided and stopped causing any more trouble.

Diana never expected that Charles's arrival would not require her to kill any X-Men; instead, he readily agreed to help. He even resolved the issue of future conflicts with mutants, making it impossible for Diana to bring herself to kill them.

The original plan was to simply kill all the mutants involved in the matter.

But no one expected Charles to be so decisive.

An invisible psychic energy began to spread outward from Charles, its immense power constantly washing over the minds of all mutants, while also erasing all ordinary people who were paying attention to the matter.

An invisible energy wave swept over and over again.

Until the old man fell completely silent.

At the heart of his life, he erased all memories related to this event. He even erased his own existence from the minds of every mutant.

No matter how powerful a mutant is, at this moment they can only passively accept the subconscious brainwashing that Charles is inflicting on them.

This was the only way Charles could think of to ensure the survival of the mutant race after facing Diana.

Otherwise, those mutants who were students at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters would probably have been thinking about how to kill Diana forever.

But that would only lead mutants to complete extinction.

Now, this is a path to survival that Charles is seeking for mutants.

Diana glanced at the bald man who was now completely dead, and with a casual wave of her hand, Charles and his wheelchair turned into dust and disappeared from the world.

Diana also left silently.

All that remained were the bewildered S.H.I.E.L.D. field agents and the confused mutants.

Late update today.

as the title

Chapter 100 Reconnection

Christmas 2008 will surely become a new urban legend for many people.

Whether it was the ruins of western Queens, the thunderclouds that blotted out the sky in Midtown Manhattan that day, or the appearance of the mutants...

And those fully armed men arrested by the NYPD that day...

All of this indicates that what happened that day was very serious.

But no one knows what happened that day, or at least not what they should know.

Inside the S.H.I.E.L.D. Tri-Wing building, Pierce looked at Nick Fury, whose neck had been snapped by Diana, and struggled to control his emotions.

This guy got the position of Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. thanks to his own efforts, but now the position is vacant again, all because Nick Fury brought it upon himself, and in the end, he really did bring it upon himself.

Pierce rubbed the back of his head; if he didn't have to maintain his image, he would have loved to add a few bullet holes to Nick Fury's body.

With this guy blocking the way, Hydra was able to develop steadily. If any major problems arose, just pushing this kid forward would solve everything.

This guy always manages to come up with reasons that reassure the Security Council, and he always manages to get a considerable amount of money from the Security Council.