Fantasy World Transmigration

"Where is he now? Where is our army again?" General Vic hammered the table angrily, and he pulled up the staff next to him, yelling at him: "Tell me, a mutant, destroyed in front of the whole world Our Statue of Liberty and the Empire State Building, and now you actually let him stay in Manhattan. Am I crazy? You tell me, am I crazy or are you a bunch of waste! "

He slammed the poor staffer on the ground. "Now tell me where the army is and where the enemy is!"

"General, the garrison in New York has fallen!"

"What do you tell me, you are using siege, do you want to tell me that they have all been killed by a mutant hybrid?" Angry Vic raised his staff high, his red eyes staring at him. Holding him.

The staff's teeth were shaking, his legs were almost shaking into a sieve. He looked tremblingly to the left, and Vick put down his staff, looked in the direction of the staff, and walked over. A meticulous gentleman with a combed hair stared quietly at the screen as if he hadn't heard Vic's wild roar.

Vic hits the right uppercut with a **** **** into the screen. A big hoop-like hand grabs his right fist, a big man with a rigid face, holding his hand steadily, Then the talent turned back slowly.

"I admire you, in a word, the bastards! They are bastards, monsters, deformities! It is the sin of the world!" The gentleman raised his right hand, motioned for the general to let go of the general, and slowly said, "But, then It's also a group of powerful monsters, generals, take your little babies home! "

"This is the battlefield, please leave it to the professional!"

"We're professional! Stryker!" Vic's face flushed, and he wanted to retrieve his right hand, which had been squeezed into a ball.

"Really?" Stryker slightly tapped on the screen, and a shaking picture flashed out. On the picture, an armored car and a tank smashed into a ball, and the moving truck was disassembled into pieces during the speeding, attached to it. Together, the soldiers fell on the road, and countless heavily armed soldiers mourned and fell to the ground with a huge gravity.

The fighter plane disintegrated automatically in the air, the machine destroyed itself into a mass of waste, burning steel and gasoline, and gathered in the air into a huge fire tornado, destroying all the nearby fortifications, f16 was like a fragile piece of paper, and was invisible Power control, shot on the ground.

Vic didn't even see an enemy. The soldiers were wounded by bullets that were automatically fired in the magazines. The machinery and vehicles were destroyed by their own running forces. The proud weapon of the United States, under the control of the enemy, destroyed itself. None of them, even the lone shadow of a single enemy, the soldier hurriedly designed towards the sky, and was then penetrated by the falling bullets.

Blood, fire, and iron are twisted in the burned air.

"This is how you behave. In the face of them, you are helpless like a child." Strike laughed. "You didn't even see him. In the process of searching, you destroyed yourself."

Vic face was blue. He held the tabletop with his nails pierced into the solid wood tabletop and stained his hands with blood, but he was still staring at the screen without knowing anything. "What's the matter? Where is the battlefield assessment expert? Where is the intelligence team? I want all his intelligence, everything! "

The staff member stood up tremblingly and said in a tense tremolo: "Codename" X ", unknown nationality, unknown age, unknown identity. According to his behavior, it can be judged that the probability of being Chinese is 80%. Without all his behavioral data, he first appeared, and in front of the world, did that live broadcast that shocked the earth. "

"Ability is the power of mind. According to the classification, it should be controlled by the force of gravity. Omega-class mutants, according to information, his ability to operate with precision of nanometer level. According to him, there is the power to pull down asteroids and destroy the earth. ... "

With a slam, the staffer crouched down, covering his face, and Vick lowered the tea cup in his hand and said angrily, "Apart from the unknown, what else have you found out, waste! All these things, the ghost knows! How did he destroy us? The military? What weakness does his ability have? How can we kill him? Is his relative, friend, country, a ghost that emerges out of thin air? "

"Asteroids are not enough to destroy the earth, at best they are only humans!" Stryker spared no time, saying leisurely: "Your information is already a large part, Vic, we know nothing about him, he is not in this world There were traces on it. "

"But we know that he is a weapon expert, proficient in most of our standard weapons, and understands every parameter of the mechanical structure. He is a physics expert, and can exert a small force to destroy a running giant. He is Energy expert, chemistry expert, high-energy physics expert, and even worse, he is still a nuclear expert! "

"Don't tell me he can synthesize a nuclear bomb!"

"Not so divine! But if he has nuclear material, it is enough to cause fierce fission reaction on his own, and our technology can't stop it." Stryker sighed: "The power of wisdom and science, the power of humanity! , But he is more human-like than any other mutant. The other mutants are just beasts. Only he is a hunter. "

"You mean, any nuclear power plant on our land may turn into a nuclear bomb at any time!" Vic dripped a large drop of sweat on his forehead. "What are we waiting for, this is a thug, unprecedented danger. Maniac. Wait, all this, are you sure? "

"How do you think the nuclear power was destroyed by the USS Washington carrier formation?" Stricker laughed.

"The Washington formation I saw it in the dock the day before yesterday! Stryker, don't try to lie to me!" Vic stared at Stryker fiercely.

"Look at it!" Stryker handed him a document with a double-headed eagle's top-secret imprint, facing the screen with a negative hand: "The huge heat of the nuclear reaction destroyed the core of the aircraft carrier. Pile of scrap iron. "

"Our pride, in X's hands, is a nuclear bomb that can be detonated at any time! He can easily destroy all aircraft carrier formations. The Ministry of Defense has issued strict requirements and all nuclear weapons are not allowed to face X."

"If so, why didn't he destroy the Washington?" Vic was incredulous, he questioned.

Stryker was silent, and only half-speaked, "Professor X, the mutant hybrid, has proposed a possibility. He believes that X is promoting peace between mutants and humans. He promotes the world to face the power of mutants and Value, prompting mutants to reintegrate into human society. "

"Promote by destroying the earth? Promote by killing?" Vic smiled smirkly.

"War is not the greatest driving force for national integration? In the face of such a crisis, mutants and humans can only face each other in unity, communicate with each other, and the power of mutants can tremble the opposition and cheer the supporters as heroes , His behavior is very likely. "Stryker said indifferently.

"You mean, we are facing a saint in human history? Jesus?" Vic laughed, and he felt that there was nothing more ridiculous than that. He pointed at the battlefield in the screen, and pointed at the flying plane. The bullet said, "Are you sure **** did this?"

"He is Satan. Without him, why do people look to heaven?" Stricker laughed. "Most of the soldiers were just injured. The real death soldiers you see have a low mortality rate."

"He is Satan to the mutant, but I'm not the lamb waiting for the Gospel to come. The only value of the clumps is to lie on the experimental bench. The only monster that will end is destruction! So , Find him, kill him! Whatever he wants to do? "

"So?" General Vic narrowed his eyes.

"So, UU reading www.uukanshu.com let the professionals come, let the hounds behind me show X a little color." Stricker looked at the black men behind him and sneered: "Go ! My weapons! "

The city of Manhattan is full of smoke, endless fireworks, black smoke, and once the busiest and most prosperous center of New York, ruined like a huge ruin. Once the bustling crowd, the elite, now there are only a few wild dogs, carnival gangsters, spreading joy in this city.

The huge steel structure hovered in the center of Manhattan. These TV towers and steel frames were gathered from all sides and twisted into a huge steel throne on the original site of the Empire State Building.

"Finally here!" Chen Ang sighed.

Invisible gravity, like a huge spider web, stretches across the United States, and continues to spread to other areas. Everything that can affect the quality of gravity is reflected back by this large web, through Chen Ang, and stretches in the sky. We connect by electromagnetic wave internet.

Today, Chen Ang regards herself as the hub of a global network. Through wireless networks, she borrows endless amounts of computing power from global computers to monitor every trace of the world.

Chen Ang is quickly simulating the telepathic power of Professor X. He is studying and observing the world.

In the distance, Chen Ang clearly sensed that several human bodies with strange magnetic fields were approaching here and quickly approaching, "Striker, don't let me down!"