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48 The Lost Ruler of Steel 1

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Slowly, the scorching fireball turned purple and turned into a cloud of gas that dispersed. As the breeze blew, everything in the area, even the air, was cleared.

Only an iron fireball that was constantly dripping liquid from the high temperature fell straight from the center and landed on the side of the goddess statue's platform.

嗞嗞!

The hot molten iron corroded the platform base and weeds, emitting an unpleasant stench.

The ball of fire iron opened from the inside, and thick white smoke billowed out. A bloody figure rolled out of it.

"Ahhhhh!"

Magneto's entire body was charred, and his hands and feet were charred. The blood that flowed out evaporated immediately.

He rolled on the ground and wailed non-stop. Pain and torture filled his heart. The pain that seeped into his bones spread everywhere. In the end, he was so numb that he lost all sense of pain.

Lu Mu descended from the Dragon King and jumped in front of him. He clapped his hands and praised,"

"As expected of Magneto. He reacted faster than ordinary people and actually cast an iron ball to protect himself at the last moment.”

"Ahem…Ahem, are you mocking me? Little brat."

Magneto raised his head with all his might, but he couldn't do it. He could only lie on the grass in a sorry state.

The world probably would not have thought that Magneto, the leader of the mutated humans who had once assassinated the president, would have such a day.

His eyes were filled with unwillingness. He did not expect to be defeated by such a young man.

From a young boy in a concentration camp, he relied on his passion to lead the mutated humans to glory. He broke off with Charles and established the Brotherhood with great difficulty, becoming one of the leaders of the mutated humans.

Countless people had fallen at his feet. He could even look down on the person in the White House.

However, all of this had turned into bubbles of the past. He could feel his life slipping away bit by bit.

Magneto widened his eyes and whimpered,""Are you a mutant? Why can't I control that thing?”

"It's a pity that I'm not a mutated human, and you've overestimated yourself.”

Lu Mu took out the divine spear from his bosom and played with it in his hand. He continued,"

"You can indeed control metal, but if the target is in a state of rapid flight, it is impossible to stop instantly. The faster the speed, the greater the magnetic field force you have to expend.”

"However, the speed caused by Fantasy Collapse is more than two times faster than the God-killing Spear which is 500 times faster than the speed of sound.”

Fantasy Collapse was one of Heroic Spirit Guards Palace's abilities. It could destroy the projected Treasured Artifacts and instantly increase their power by exploding them.

Heroic Spirit Guards would often use bows and arrows in combination, so that they could snipe from a hundred miles away.

Due to the huge magic power contained in the relic itself, the explosion caused by the Fantasy Collapse would multiply. The initial scene of the explosion was like a mushroom cloud, and Heroic Spirit Guards Palace also received the title of Nuclear Sword Immortal.

Fantasy Disintegration's arrows were too fast, and Magneto had to constantly reduce the speed to control them. However, the time was too short for him to do so.

Lu Mu said again," At first, I was very afraid of you. After all, you're a veteran powerhouse who dealt with Heaven Enlightenment. How can it be possible without a few trump cards?”

"That's why I didn't use the Godslayer Spear immediately.”

Snickersnee pointed at Magneto and asked,""Any last words? I can help you pass the message."

"Haha, as expected, I'm too old. This era can't tolerate me anymore.”

Magneto's vision gradually blurred and he lost focus. This sudden teenager had destroyed his dream and career.

His breathing became weaker and weaker, and his breathing became more stable. At the end of his life, the scenes hidden deep in his memories began to appear.

Mother, friend, lover, and child.

The images in her memory were like a moving lantern. She flipped through them one by one and finally stopped at the three children.

One of them was a boy and the other was a girl. When they were born, he could only silently wait outside the door and windows, not daring to go in.

It was because he was a mutant. If his identity was exposed, it would bring disaster to this single-parent family.

One day, many years later, he was sent to Sokovia to be raised by two old men who had no children.

There was another one who was even more pitiful. She had no parents since she was young, and her emerald green hair was really beautiful.

He had never given his child the care and responsibility of a father.

I'm really sorry.

"Tell…my child, as a father, I am really…incompetent.”

Magneto's eyes were filled with nostalgia for this world. At this moment, he did not think about the future of the mutated humans. Instead, he saw the blurry photos of the children.

He exhaled a mouthful of turbid air with difficulty, and was immediately swallowed by the endless darkness.

The leader of the mutated humans, who had brought great shock to the world, died.

Lu Mu had wanted to bury Magneto with the God-killing Spear to end it, but he felt that it was too cruel, so he gave up.

After killing Magneto today, Fast Silver and the Scarlet Witch would probably avenge their father in the future.

This was unlike Tony Stark, who had suffered an undeserved disaster when a shell landed on his home and injured him. It was a little difficult to blame Tony, who had always been the boss.

Lu Mu had really killed him, and it wasn't an unintentional act.

He almost whipped his corpse.

However, given another chance, he would still do the same.

It was Magneto's fault for provoking him.

It was still the same sentence. He hated trouble and would solve it.

Kidnapping Little Pixie and almost becoming a sacrifice for the mutation machine, how could he pretend that nothing had happened and let it go?

Then he was really a saint.

Not killing him was not enough to vent his anger.

Otherwise, Lu Mu would be a fool.

The cold night wind blew, and the sound of sirens kept ringing in his ears. After dealing with the whirlwind blades that wreaked havoc on the island, the X-Men arrived at the scene.

"Eric…"

When Professor X saw Magneto's body, he silently drove the wheelchair, squatted down, and held his hand over Magneto's widened eyes.

Her eyes couldn't help but moisten, and tears of pain flowed down. The two of them had made a very deep friendship after World War II.

The death of his good friend was the biggest blow to Professor X.

The other X-Men were not as sad. After all, they had already gone against Magneto when they joined the school.

Logan was only concerned about the safety of the little rascal. As for the king, it had nothing to do with him.

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