Darkened, Ten Times Stronger

In the Marvel world, magnetic field power was something new, something that had never appeared in the past billions of years.

Therefore, magnetic field technology here was extremely underdeveloped. Almost no scientists understood magnetic field power, and there was no technology capable of restricting it. Because they knew so little about magnetic field power, they did not even have any basic defensive awareness.

The base had no equipment to suppress magnetic field detection, and the researchers did not know that a powerhouse at the Tenth Heaven of Magnetic Field Rotation could probe people’s thoughts.

Although those armored impostors had barely reached the Twenty Heavens in combat power, they could not properly use the various superpowers corresponding to that realm. After all, the armor’s amplification of magnetic field power was mainly external, with almost no enhancement to the wearer’s body itself.

Without an enhanced brain, they simply could not withstand the corresponding mind-reading ability.

But Erik was a genuine Tenth-Heaven Magnetic Field Rotation warrior. His brain had no trouble probing the surrounding environment or reading people’s minds.

Through magnetic field power, the miserable circumstances of his Mutant brethren in every corner of the base all fed back into Erik’s mind, torturing him with incredible brutality.

Curses, weeping, wails, pleas, screams, cries for help, pleas for death, pleas for mercy… Wave after wave of voices echoed in Erik’s ears, turning into invisible knives that repeatedly pierced his soul, ravaging his resilient spirit until it was covered in wounds.

Erik was trapped on the experimental platform, suppressed by two Twenty-Heaven Magnetic Field Warriors. He was also continuously bled to ensure that he could not threaten the vulnerable researchers.

Magneto, who had lost all four limbs yet awakened magnetic field power, was the most suitable subject for scientists to study this new type of Life Magnetic Field.

As the most valuable test subject, he had undergone countless experiments. He had been cut with knives, burned with fire, electrocuted, injected with drugs, corroded with acids and alkalis, infused with toxic substances, and subjected to poison-gas reaction tests… Every experimental method the Mutants had suffered had been used on him more than once.

Thanks to Erik’s outstanding contribution, the scientists had gained a somewhat deeper understanding of magnetic field power.

Although Stryker wanted the scientists to focus on how to exterminate the Mutants, for researchers, figuring out how to fool investors and use their boss’s funding to study projects they were interested in was practically a professional skill. They could master it instinctively without anyone teaching them.

Now, every researcher in the base had secretly started their own little project and begun studying this even more alluring Life Magnetic Field.

As a result, Magneto, the only test subject, was constantly being "used" by one researcher after another.

And through their minds, Erik "saw" how they repeatedly tortured their Mutant brethren like livestock.

"Bastards!"

"You bunch of vermin!"

"You all deserve to go to Hell!"

Blood tears streamed from Erik’s eyes as he struggled frantically, but all he got in return was a heavy counterattack from the nearby Magnetic Field Warriors against his severed limbs, along with their wild laughter.

"Shut up, you damn loser!" One of them slammed a fist into his right shoulder, and the spurting blood sprayed all over the other warrior beside him.

"Whoa, Qin Cheng, what the hell are you freaking out about again? Give me a warning before you hit him! You got blood all over me!"

"Just wash it off later. What’s the big deal?" Qin Cheng looked excited, his face flushed red. Clearly, the smell of blood had stimulated him.

"We still have over an hour before the shift changes!" his companion said disdainfully. "Look at you. You look like a psychotic murderer!"

"What stupid nonsense are you talking about? Of the few Magnetic Field Warriors who survived, which one of us doesn’t have blood on our hands?" Qin Cheng’s face twisted viciously. "I only realized after killing someone that controlling another person’s life and death feels this damn good! It’s even better than sleeping with a woman!"

As he spoke, he punched Magneto’s shoulder wound again. Then, looking at the blood covering his hand, he licked his lips, bent down, and shouted into Magneto’s ear:

"That night, not a single Mutant I captured was left intact!"

"How was it?"

"You old piece of trash, you hate me, don’t you?"

"Come on!"

"Bite me!"

"Bite me!"

"You damn loser!"

"Hahaha…"

Qin Cheng threw his head back and laughed maniacally. Seeing Magneto’s eyes nearly split apart with rage, he felt immensely pleased with himself.

The two of them had originally been nothing more than low-level thugs in a third-rate Chinatown gang. By sheer luck, they had joined the Ultimate Limit Hall. They had only wanted to learn some martial arts for free and improve their chances of survival. Who could have known that after joining, they would be recruited by Stryker? Then, relying on their willingness to fight and kill, they survived a melee among a group of people and even advanced to Magnetic Field Rotation.

In the past, a big shot like Magneto had been so far above him that Qin Cheng could not even see his heels. Now, being able to torment him at will had pushed the darkness in his heart to its limit, driving him nearly insane.

"I used to hear how dangerous Mutants were. Now that I look at it, they’re just beasts with greater strength. In the end, they still can’t escape being placed on a dissection table!"

"Even beasts can be tamed. Once we tame this old man, we won’t have to stand guard over him here all day. Beating him every day makes my hand bones ache from the recoil. This punching bag doesn’t feel good at all."

As Qin Cheng spoke, he slammed another fist into Magneto.

His companion shrugged. "It’s only a matter of time. Those little brats we captured before were just as arrogant. How are they now? Don’t they obediently do whatever they’re told?"

Erik’s throat had gone hoarse from shouting, but his severely blood-deprived body was completely unable to break free from the Magnetic Field Warrior suppressing him.

He had no limbs, a body like a "Human Stick" Warrior, and no knowledge of martial arts. He knew nothing about eye strike or the Sonic Wave Technique, and he could not send his magnetic field power blasting outward at all!

He could feel the suffering endured by those fellow Mutants as though it were his own. He wished he could bear all their hardships himself.

But he could not do it!

He was powerless!

He was no longer Magneto!

He was nothing more than a crippled old man without limbs!

"Save me… Someone, save me…" His body was bleeding, and his heart was weeping.

He seemed to hear his own voice whispering beside his ear: Charles has been captured too. No one can save you! You’re finished! Charles is finished too! The Mutants are finished too!

"Kill me… Someone, please kill me…" he wailed inwardly.

The malicious voice rang out beside his ear again: You won’t die! You’ll live a life worse than death! You’ll watch all your Mutant brethren become test subjects, kept like animals, tortured, and stripped of their organs… And all you can do is watch! You can only watch! You can only watch!

The voice grew louder and louder until it finally began to roar, filling his ears and burrowing into his brain as it pounded him relentlessly.

"Ah…" Erik cried out in despair, only to receive even more humiliation and mockery.

Pain, hatred, fury, despair, self-reproach, regret… All kinds of dark emotions washed through Erik’s heart like a rising tide, drowning him, devouring him, and gradually staining his soul black.

All kinds of mad and destructive thoughts sprouted in his mind, grew, and took root. In the end, only a single thought remained.

Kill!

Kill him!

Kill them!

Kill this bunch of scum!

Kill everyone in the base!

Kill all the enemies of the Mutants!

Kill every human in this world!

Pain was the best fertilizer. Under the watering of despair, the seed of hatred could cultivate the most beautiful and dazzling flower of evil in the world.

Erik’s resolve caused his essence, energy, and spirit to condense together, driving the magnetic field within his body to rotate at an unprecedented speed.

Stimulated by this, the X-Gene within his body also responded powerfully to this force.

With the two merging together, Erik’s aura rose steadily.

"Not good! How did this old bastard level up again? Is Magnetic Field Rotation really that easy to advance? Call for reinforcements!"

The guard Magnetic Field Warrior was scared out of his wits and hurriedly called for reinforcements, while Qin Cheng desperately continued striking Erik’s severed limbs.

A moment later, all the Magnetic Field Warriors came running over in Strong Magnetic Armor to help suppress him.

But their attacks could no longer break through the protective magnetic field surrounding Erik.

They could only watch helplessly as the wounds on Erik’s severed limbs gradually closed and stopped bleeding, then healed, while his realm rose straight up before their eyes.

Twenty-Five Heavens!

Thirtieth Heaven!

Thirty-Five Heavens!

Forty Heavens!

Forty-Five Heavens!

Finally, he made a sudden leap to the Fifty Heavens!

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