American Comics: Trading Tom Cat

"It is said that the Hulk is a mutation of the soul, and theoretically, it should be possible to separate the Hulk from Bruce Banner."

Locke has always admired the powerful warrior Hulk, not the comedic character Bruce Banner.

Locke glanced at General Ross again, casually leaving something on him. Although he was very interested, Locke had no interest in searching the world for the Hulk. He would just let this guy and the Hulk have their love-hate relationship, and he would just wait to reap the rewards.

Suddenly, an astonishing surge of mental energy erupted.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The glass in the entire conference room shattered instantly.

Locke looked up at the White Queen, whose chest heaved violently, creating a turbulent scene.

"Emma, ​​calm down."

A wisp of chaotic power drifted out, soothing the White Queen's violently fluctuating emotions.

The White Queen took a deep breath and forced an extremely ugly smile onto her face.

"I'm sorry, my emotions were too volatile."

After glancing at an unknown military leader, the White Queen's eyes flashed with intense killing intent.

"Darling, can I kill him?!"

Locke smiled slightly: "If you want him dead, that's fine, but you can't do it yourself."

If a mutant were to kill a high-ranking military official at a military meeting, the government officials who knew the truth would go crazy. Locke wasn't afraid, but he wasn't interested in starting a war with those guys right now. In the end, it would only mean Locke killing tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people.

"Snapped!"

Locke snapped his fingers lightly, and a chaotic force quickly filled the entire conference room. The next moment, the conference room, which had been paused, was reactivated, and the military leaders began to argue and discuss fiercely.

Locke and the White Queen sat on the sofa, quietly observing the group of military leaders before them who were no different from street thugs and who frequently insulted each other's parents.

Suddenly, a group of military leaders seemed to be discussing the most controversial point. The military leader whom the White Queen wanted to kill became more emotional than ever before. He angrily pulled a decorative sword from a nearby stone statue and charged at another leader who had been arguing with him.

This immediately alarmed the other military leaders. Before they could intervene, the two veterans were already locked in combat.

With a soft thud, the sound of a sharp blade piercing the abdomen rang out, and large gushes of scarlet blood gushed out, splattering blood all around.

In his final moments, this near-death military leader seemed to regain consciousness and saw two people, two people that his other military colleagues seemed completely blind to.

One was a handsome young man, but the other made this military leader's eyes widen instantly, because he was all too familiar with him!

White Queen!

He was familiar with the operation because he was the one who ultimately made the decision to capture the White Queen, and he was also William Stryker's superior and powerful backer.

At this moment, the White Queen was looking down at him with a malicious sneer.

At this moment, the giant seemed to suddenly understand something. His pupils widened, and he struggled violently. He wanted to do something, but unfortunately, his life was rapidly passing by, and he was filled with a sense of powerlessness. He wanted to say something, but he found that his language ability was completely blocked. He could not utter a single word and could only feel his life slipping away bit by bit under the White Queen's cold gaze.

Even as his life came to an end, his eyes remained wide open, filled with intense resentment, and one hand was raised tightly and forcefully, as if trying to grasp something.

Locke gently stroked the White Queen's soft hair: "Emma, ​​isn't this kind of revenge more interesting than simply killing him?"

The White Queen, leaning against him, had eyes that looked so alluring they seemed to be overflowing with moisture.

"Darling, I can't wait to rescue my original body!"

Chapter Thirty-Eight: He's here! He's here!

In a hidden underground base, William Stryker, with a cold and brooding expression, stared at the experimental subject groaning in pain in a glass enclosure not far away, his eyes filled with the same disgust he would show an insect.

"Mutants are the most disgusting things in the world!"

Even his own son was, in the eyes of this fanatical mutant cleaner, a disgusting and ugly insect, whom he wished he could kill immediately.

The reason he didn't immediately kill Eisen Stryker, whom he felt utterly humiliated, was simply because he felt the man still had some value and could help him kill more mutants; that was all.

"Father! Father!" Suddenly, a fellow placed on the experimental table, who looked almost identical to the other experimental subjects, let out a terrified wail.

William Stryker walked forward unhurriedly, looking indifferently at his biological son, whose body was covered with various experimental instruments.

"What's up with him?"

A researcher nearby responded gravely, "His mental state is fluctuating violently; it seems he has come into contact with something terrible."

William Stryker frowned, stepped forward, and asked, "What did you see?"

Even at this moment, there was no gentleness in his voice, only coldness and disgust.

"Father! Father!"

"He's coming! He's coming!"

"What's coming?"

"He's here! He's the end of the world! He's destruction! He's here! He's here!!"

A terrified howl erupted, and Eisen Stryker's eyes widened in shock, bringing everything to an abrupt halt.

William Stryker's expression darkened: "What exactly did he see?"

"To connect with his spirit, I want to see his last fragments of memory."

"Please wait a moment, we need to reset..."

"Why bother~"

A strange sound suddenly rang out, and the next moment, scarlet energy burst forth from Eisen Stryker's eyes, forming a pair of eerie scarlet eyes in mid-air. Just being stared at by these eyes was enough to feel a fear that came from the bottom of one's heart, as if every part of one's body was emitting painful groans.

"William Stryker, I've found you!"

.........

A massive dam, surrounded by boiling water, its thunderous roar completely drowning out all other sounds in the vicinity.

Two figures descended from the sky and arrived above the dam.

Looking down at the dam, Locke showed a hint of interest: "They certainly know how to choose a location."

A brilliant light shone in the White Queen's eyes: "It's here! This is it! I can feel it!"

"Wait, something's not right, why didn't she give me any feedback?"

Locke narrowed his eyes slightly. The projection could sense the main body, but the main body could not sense the main body. It was possible that it was completely restricted, but more likely, the White Queen's main body energy had weakened to a certain extent.

"Let's go, we might need to speed things up."

The two floated down and took a few steps forward. A huge alloy door appeared in front of them. Just from its weight and cold metallic color, one could tell that this door was definitely not an ordinary heavy door.

However, Locke merely extended a finger and lightly touched it, and with a series of clicks, the door, weighing at least several hundred tons, crumbled inch by inch.

The gate collapsed completely, but what came into view was not a spacious passage, but rows of fully armed soldiers. Without any hesitation, the soldiers launched an attack swiftly.

Flames erupted, and countless bullets rained down on Locke and the White Queen.

However, the bullets that were fired stopped just half a meter away from Locke, as if an invisible wave shielded all the bullets from being more than half a meter away from Locke.

Locke waved his hand casually, and all the bullets returned at an even faster speed, splattering blood everywhere. One by one, elite soldiers were pierced through as thin as paper and fell to the ground.

The two strolled leisurely into the passageway, while urgent alarms echoed continuously from above.

Squads of soldiers kept converging from all directions, only to fall to the ground in rows.

For Locke, no matter how many ordinary people surrounded him, it would be of no use.

Locke's combat capability detector, which he was wearing over his eyes, suddenly beeped with a notification.

Combat power: 45

Evaluation: Second-rate on the surface

"This combat strength is considered mid-tier among second-rate fighters." He became slightly interested, but only slightly.

The next moment, a slender figure appeared in Locke's line of sight.

This is a woman whose age is hard to guess. Her figure is not as voluptuous and hot as the White Queen's. Her expression is cold, and she doesn't look like a woman at all. She looks more like a cold-blooded killer or machine.

“Death Woman~” Locke raised an eyebrow.

This woman, dubbed the female version of Wolverine, possesses the same super regenerative abilities and adamantium claws as Wolverine. While she is slightly weaker than Wolverine, she is more agile. In short, she can go toe-to-toe with Wolverine.

"That's a decent fighting force. We can add Hellfire to increase its strength."

With a snap of his fingers, Death Woman, who had charged forward like a female leopard, was instantly frozen in place. A chaotic power emanated from her, easily seizing her mind.

"Let's go, let's continue, and see what other fun that guy can bring me."

At the heart of the base, William Stryker watched as Locke easily subdued the Death Woman on the monitor screen, a look of horror appearing in his eyes.

Keep in mind that with her Wolverine-like physique, Deathly Hood could have fought any mutant except for Professor X and Magneto, the two bipolar mutants! Yet now she was defeated with a snap of her fingers!

"Damn it, another monster-level mutant!"

With his biggest card, Eisen Stryker, inexplicably rendered useless, and Death Woman, another major card, gone, William Stryker gritted his teeth and went all out.

"Someone, detonate the bomb on the dam!"

"I will make this monster disappear along with this base!"

"You're out of cards already? You really disappoint me~" The sudden voice seemed to ring out directly in my mind.

"who!"

“Aren’t you watching right now, William Stryker?”

William Stryker instinctively looked up at the screen, and then saw Locke on the screen suddenly look up at him.

The next moment, William Stryker's eyes widened suddenly.

Then, Locke on the screen was enveloped in a crimson light, and then, little by little, he walked out of the screen.

First the hands, then the torso, and finally the whole body.

"Monster!" Even William Stryker, who had witnessed the abilities of countless mutants, stared wide-eyed and murmured in fear and confusion.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Red Devil

Seeing William Stryker lost in a daze due to the overwhelming visual impact, Locke pointed at the void, and the other's body began to slowly burn. With another flick, a memory was forcibly pulled out of the other's brain.

After filtering out all the other miscellaneous and useless memories, what remained was information related to this base. Locke's eyes suddenly lit up: "There's even this unexpected gain!"

His figure vanished from the spot in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already standing next to the White Queen.

"Let's go. I know where your main body is. You're in better condition than I expected."

The entire base consists of several floors. The upper floor is the research institute, the middle floor is the living quarters for researchers and soldiers, and the bottom floor is where many 'experimental materials' are located.

Looking at the experimental subjects, who resembled dogs and cats locked in cages, the White Queen's expression grew increasingly grim.

"That bastard deserves to be killed more often!"

Soon, the two arrived at the deepest room. The room was large and empty, and the entire room was pure white. There was not even a bed in the room, only a white platform, and on the platform was a human-shaped diamond.

Upon seeing this humanoid diamond, the White Queen instantly became excited; this was clearly another of her abilities—diamondification!

Without any hesitation, the White Queen's projection was about to rush into her main body.

However, the White Queen's projection, which crashed into it, was bounced back by an inexplicable force.

"What's going on?" The White Queen looked completely bewildered.

The projection is part of her power, and can also be considered part of her body, but now it can't be integrated?

Locke glanced at the humanoid diamond on the platform and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "As expected of you!"

"Transform into a diamond, then forcibly seal your mind with powerful mental strength, putting yourself into a state of dual physical and mental slumber. This will prevent those guys from doing anything to your body, and also prevent them from influencing your mind through mental means."

"The only problem is that even my own power can't be restored."

"so what should I do now?"

Locke smiled without saying a word, extended a finger, crimson energy swirling around its tip, and then plunged the finger into the diamond body.

The next moment, the diamond-like body was actually dealt with.

Seeing this, the White Queen projection could no longer restrain itself and rushed into the body. This time, no force could stop it.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

After an unknown amount of time, the curled-up White Queen suddenly opened her eyes, and in an instant, a vast, wave-like, invisible spiritual power rapidly spread wildly in all directions.