Under the apocalyptic repulsive force, not a single intact fragment of the mortal bodies remained. A thick, crimson mist lingered over the plaza in front of the White House, radiating an overwhelmingly pungent stench of blood that refused to dissipate...
Witnessing this horrific scene, the remaining pro-mutant supporters screamed in sheer terror. Several people's eyes rolled back as they collapsed, fainting from the sheer, mind-shattering shock.
Against this nightmarish backdrop, the White Demon hovered effortlessly in the air. Completely ignoring the heavily armed soldiers trembling in front of him, he cast his gaze toward the Oval Office, issuing a silent, absolute declaration to the President inside:
He, the White Demon, had arrived!
On the White House lawn, the heavily armed military personnel stood in strict formation, their eyes locked onto the god-like figure hovering in the void.
Despite being equipped with bleeding-edge weaponry, they felt absolutely zero sense of security. Not a single man among them harbored the delusion that they could actually win.
Whether it was the apocalyptic repulsive force that had just erased dozens of people from existence with a casual wave of his hand, or his publicly broadcasted record of invincibility—everything proved that the White Demon was an entity entirely beyond human comprehension!
The bodies of several hardened veterans were trembling uncontrollably. They had fought in brutal wars and survived earthly purgatories, but they had never witnessed anything like this.
A white-haired demon standing amidst a sea of blood mist. The gentle breeze carrying the thick stench of viscera, wrapping them in a suffocating aura of pure, transcendental malice that threatened to drown their very souls!
If this standoff continued for even a few more minutes, these highly trained soldiers would undoubtedly break formation and run. They were only human. They feared death, especially a completely meaningless death in an unwinnable battle against an invincible god!
Inside the White House, the President instantly realized what was happening.
The White Demon is here!
He had undoubtedly come to retaliate for the nuclear strike the military had authorized!
Damn it! Damn it all! What do we do?!
The President knew fleeing was entirely pointless. According to the Pentagon's latest intelligence, the White Demon possessed flight speeds exceeding Mach 10, catastrophic long-range strike capabilities, and an omniscient sensory range!
The moment the demon appeared above Washington, the President was already locked on. If he dared to run, he would only die faster!
Suddenly, a desperate thought struck the President. He turned to his panicking Chief of Staff and screamed:
"Contact the X-Men immediately! Tell them they have to stop him! If the White Demon kills me, the Mutant Emancipation Act dies with me! It will never be signed!"
...
Even without the President's frantic warning, the X-Men absolutely could not allow the White Demon to act unchecked.
But by the time they pushed through the chaotic crowds, it was already too late...
Black lightning had already erupted. The blood mist had already painted the plaza. The heart of the nation's capital had instantaneously been reduced to a literal purgatory!
Monitoring the situation telepathically from afar, Professor X's heart sank into an absolute abyss...
The White Demon had just publicly slaughtered dozens of citizens. No matter how the government tried to spin this, the political capital for the Mutant Emancipation Act was completely gone!
Watching the White Demon arrogantly challenge the White House, the President, and the entirety of the United States government, Professor X's expression turned incredibly grave. He projected his voice directly into the minds of the X-Men on the ground:
"You must not let the White Demon assassinate the President! If he does, the rift between humans and mutants will become permanent. We will be locked in an eternal war of extinction!"
Hearing the Professor's dire warning, the X-Men charged toward the White Demon!
Storm took to the sky, flying up to his altitude. Her voice echoed with fury:
"Why are you doing this?! Don't you realize your actions are only escalating the hatred between our species?!"
The White Demon completely ignored her.
Cyclops sprinted onto the lawn, aiming his visor at the floating figure.
"Answer her! You are a mutant! Why are you actively trying to sabotage the Emancipation Act?!"
The White Demon didn't even look at him.
Mystique stepped out from the terrified crowd, her disguise melting away to reveal her true blue-scaled form. She glared up at the sky with absolute, burning hatred.
"You ruined decades of our blood, sweat, and tears! You have single-handedly destroyed the future of the entire mutant race! You are unforgivable!"
Yet—the White Demon remained utterly silent.
His crystalline blue eyes were fixed indifferently on the White House. He completely ignored her fury. He didn't care in the slightest about the so-called "future of the mutant race." He simply stood high in the heavens, looking down on them all!
Unable to tolerate the demon's absolute, transcendental arrogance for another second, Cyclops snapped. He ripped off his ruby-quartz visor! A massive, hyper-concentrated torrent of interdimensional kinetic energy erupted from his eyes, screaming toward the White Demon!
Simultaneously, Storm's eyes turned stark white. The sky instantly blackened, and massive pillars of violent, raging lightning violently crashed down onto the white-haired boy!
But even in the face of this devastating combined assault, the White Demon didn't react at all. He simply allowed the attacks to completely engulf his body!
Seeing this, a thrill of excitement flashed across Cyclops' face. He's too arrogant! He's not even trying to defend himself! Perhaps their slim chances of victory had just skyrocketed!
Faced with a previously invincible enemy, they finally saw a glimmer of hope! Cyclops immediately pushed his optic blasts to their absolute maximum output, desperate to inflict a lethal blow. Storm did the exact same, calling down a relentless barrage of thunderbolts.
However, watching through the astral plane, Professor X wasn't relieved in the slightest. His horror only deepened!
He suddenly remembered his hypothesis: the White Demon's abilities were constantly evolving. He remembered another terrifying mutant with a very specific, energy-based power!
"Could it be—?!"
In the next moment, the X-Men watched in absolute, reality-shattering shock as the smoke cleared.
The White Demon, having taken a direct hit from maximum-output optic blasts and apocalyptic lightning, didn't have a single scratch on him!
Whether it was the raging electricity or the searing kinetic laser, the moment the energy approached within a few meters of his body, it visibly dimmed, rapidly shrinking until it was completely absorbed into his flesh!
He was devouring all of their energy!
Professor X's worst nightmare was confirmed. The White Demon's Energy Absorption had undergone a qualitative leap. It had evolved to a level that rivaled, or perhaps entirely eclipsed, the absolute limits of Sebastian Shaw!
Su Mu didn't bother looking back. Even though these two "power banks" provided a relatively pitiful amount of energy compared to a nuke, free stats were free stats. He wasn't going to waste them.
Instead, he casually took a step forward.
A catastrophic wave of spatial repulsion erupted from his body, expanding violently toward the White House! First, the manicured lawn was ripped apart. Then the fountains, the marble walkways, and the deep earth itself. And finally, the heavily armed soldiers were violently swept up in the crushing gravity!
BOOM!
Amidst the deafening roar, dirt, shattered concrete, and shredded grass mixed with the lingering blood mist, violently blasted away by the apocalyptic winds!
"NO!"
Seeing the White Demon casually slaughtering the guards, Cyclops lost all emotional control. Driven by pure grief and rage, his mutant ability surged, multiplying the output of his optic blasts!
But no matter how massive or powerful the red beam became, it merely served to comfortably recharge the White Demon's cursed energy reserves. It was entirely incapable of harming a single hair on his head!
Facing the White Demon, the elite X-Men were exactly like ordinary humans facing the X-Men: pathetically, fundamentally weak!
It was an insurmountable gap in the dimension of their existence!
But just then... Su Mu suddenly felt a terrifying, ancient energy flare up behind him.
This energy was a paradox of absolute creation and absolute destruction. It felt fractured and incomplete, yet undeniably, cosmically majestic!
To his mild surprise, he felt this energy actually bypass his Level 4 Energy Absorption, latching onto his physical vessel and beginning to decompose his matter at the molecular level!
Although the decomposition rate was pathetically slow—so slow that his Reverse Cursed Technique instantly out-healed it without him even consciously thinking about it—it had finally successfully piqued the demon's interest!
Su Mu slowly turned his head.
He looked past the useless attacks of Cyclops and Storm, his gaze landing on Jean Grey in the distance. Deep within her eyes, a chaotic, fiery crimson was beginning to violently violently erupt.
The White Demon flashed a brilliant, diabolical smile...
"I completely ignored you..." Su Mu whispered, his voice cutting through the roaring thunder. "...and you really decided to push your luck!"
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