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Hyperion has been missing for half a day.
Power Princess had been standing in the Conference Room of the Supreme Squadron Building for some time. Although she was physically present, her mind had long since wandered.
However, Power Princess knew that no matter how anxious she was, she couldn't leave the Tower even half a step. As the Leader, Hyperion had been abducted by an unknown Superhuman in broad daylight. If she, the Second-in-command, were to disappear as well, it would truly cause chaos.
Now, she could only send out Sentinel Robots to search for Hyperion's whereabouts. Hyperion did have other Superhumans under his command besides her, but most of those guys had only surrendered after Registration and had all been subdued by Hyperion's Power.
Power Princess, and even the dumbest person, wouldn't easily mobilize such people. Compared to them, Power Princess was more willing to trust those Robots that had been programmed.
However, these Robots were made by Howard Stark, and this Guy had recently shown obvious discord with Hyperion. Because of this, Power Princess had to constantly monitor the real-time Images transmitted back by the Sentinel Robots.
This exhausted her Mental Effort. Just then, she thought of another relatively reliable person—Magneto.
Although she wasn't clear on the actual Situation, Magneto was at least their Ally and a mutually reliant existence with Hyperion. At this Time, Magneto definitely wouldn't want Hyperion to be in trouble.
As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Power Princess contacted Magneto. Only after receiving a positive Reply from him did she slightly relax and propose the Idea of replacing the Mutants who were guarding the New York Area with Sentinel Robots.
Her Purpose was obvious: she wanted to send more Manpower to find Hyperion. Magneto, of course, understood and readily agreed, promising without hesitation.
But in fact, this was just a Means for him to cover up his True identity. He had long known where Hyperion was at this Time.
Cold Wind blew Magneto's Robe as he strode into an Ice and Snow Land. The reason why he had come to this place was to find his troublesome "Ally."
By using Magneto's Ability to amplify Charles's Ability, coupled with the various Abilities he had absorbed over the years complementing each other, Onslaught's Telepathy had already surpassed Charles's original level.
Although he couldn't cover the entire Earth, he could still cover the Distance from America to the Arctic.
That's right, Hyperion was in the Arctic at this Time. To be precise, he was in Onslaught's Presence.
A huge Water Pit suddenly appeared on the originally boundless ice surface. This Water Pit was as large as a Football Field. Hyperion, who had Fainted, was now Floating in the Water Pit, floating face down.
Fortunately, Hyperion didn't need to breathe. Otherwise, without waiting for Onslaught to arrive, this Time would have been enough for him to drown a dozen times over.
Onslaught waved his Hand casually, and Hyperion, who was still submerged in the Water, was pulled out by an invisible Power. After being pulled out of the Water, he floated at a constant speed to his Presence.
Hyperion at this Time could only be described as disheveled. The Battle Suit he was wearing was long gone. His exposed Skin was covered in burns of varying sizes, and there were also many wounds that looked like they had been slashed out with a Weapon.
What was strange, however, was that these wounds also had some burns associated with them, making one wonder if someone had heated their Weapon red-hot before using it to fight, otherwise how could such strange Injuries appear?
These strange Injuries were distributed all over Hyperion's body. If it were an ordinary Human, he would have died thoroughly long ago. Fortunately, he wasn't an ordinary Human. These terrifying-looking Injuries were far from taking his life.
Onslaught could see that these Injuries were just Flesh wounds and hadn't damaged Hyperion's Muscles and Bones.
Moreover, the reason Hyperion had Fainted was also very deliberate. This place was the Arctic, naturally freezing cold. Hyperion was covered in burns all over his body. The person who attacked him and abandoned him here obviously didn't intend to drown or freeze him to Death.
It was very obvious that they intended to use this cold ice Water to alleviate the burns. With this ice Water alleviating his Injuries, coupled with Hyperion's powerful Self-Healing Ability, even if Onslaught hadn't come to find him, Hyperion would have woken up on his own before long.
Onslaught observed the Speed of Hyperion's Injury recovery and calculated that Hyperion's Injuries would be completely healed in about an hour. This result Shocked him greatly.
Was Onslaught Shocked by the Speed of Hyperion's recovery? Yes, but not because the recovery Speed was fast, but because the recovery Speed was too slow. He had already witnessed the latter's recovery Speed when he fought Hyperion before.
It was almost as if the Injury appeared one second and disappeared the next. If Onslaught's eyesight hadn't been extraordinary, he probably wouldn't have even noticed that he had been injured.
But this was Hyperion, and now not only was he injured, but the recovery of his Injuries was so slow. This couldn't help but make Onslaught feel a trace of curiosity, and this curiosity was mixed with a trace of fear.
A Chinese proverb says it well: "Never underestimate the Heroes of the World." Luckily, I was smart and found a shield, otherwise, wouldn't these Injuries have fallen on me?
Onslaught secretly rejoiced in his cleverness. At the same Time, he looked at the extremely disheveled Hyperion and curled his lip in dissatisfaction. He had been hoping that he could block more Weapons, but he turned out to be just a Scarecrow, almost used up after just one use.
'This World is too dangerous. I can't expose my True identity too early.' Onslaught nodded secretly in his Heart, deciding to be more careful in his actions in the future.
Looking at Hyperion in his Presence, who had already recovered from some of his Injuries, Magneto pondered for a while. He felt that although Hyperion was useless, he didn't have a better substitute at hand, so he could only make do with him for now.
With a slight movement of his five fingers, Onslaught's Right Hand turned into a claw and clamped onto Hyperion's Head. He was going to completely brainwash the latter.
In any case, he was already a worthless piece of Goods. Then, he might as well completely exert his remaining heat and go crazy one last Time before Death. He would consider this making the best use of everything.
Onslaught prepared to completely erase the kind side of Hyperion's Brain, making him more paranoid and more insane. When he was attacked by the masses, he could secretly develop himself.
Such a brutal scene even made a Polar Bear passing by by chance unable to bear to watch. The instinct of a Creature prompted it to take its Child and leave quickly, lest they die an unnatural Death.
Onslaught, of course, noticed those Beasts. He didn't bother to take such low-intelligence Creatures to Heart. After using Telepathy to probe and confirm that the opposite side was just ordinary Animals, he didn't pay much attention to them.
Not only that, but while completely brainwashing Hyperion, he also kept his Telepathy radar on. The entire Arctic was under his surveillance, and no one could escape his watchful eyes.
Except for Yang Le.
At this Time, Yang Le, who had transformed into a Martian and Disguised himself as a Little Polar Bear, was observing everything right under Onslaught's nose. The Mouth hidden beneath the Fur curled into a slight arc.
'Surprise motherfucker!'
(End of Chapter)
Power Princess had been standing in the Conference Room of the Supreme Squadron Building for some time. Although she was physically present, her mind had long since wandered.
However, Power Princess knew that no matter how anxious she was, she couldn't leave the Tower even half a step. As the Leader, Hyperion had been abducted by an unknown Superhuman in broad daylight. If she, the Second-in-command, were to disappear as well, it would truly cause chaos.
Now, she could only send out Sentinel Robots to search for Hyperion's whereabouts. Hyperion did have other Superhumans under his command besides her, but most of those guys had only surrendered after Registration and had all been subdued by Hyperion's Power.
Power Princess, and even the dumbest person, wouldn't easily mobilize such people. Compared to them, Power Princess was more willing to trust those Robots that had been programmed.
However, these Robots were made by Howard Stark, and this Guy had recently shown obvious discord with Hyperion. Because of this, Power Princess had to constantly monitor the real-time Images transmitted back by the Sentinel Robots.
This exhausted her Mental Effort. Just then, she thought of another relatively reliable person—Magneto.
Although she wasn't clear on the actual Situation, Magneto was at least their Ally and a mutually reliant existence with Hyperion. At this Time, Magneto definitely wouldn't want Hyperion to be in trouble.
As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Power Princess contacted Magneto. Only after receiving a positive Reply from him did she slightly relax and propose the Idea of replacing the Mutants who were guarding the New York Area with Sentinel Robots.
Her Purpose was obvious: she wanted to send more Manpower to find Hyperion. Magneto, of course, understood and readily agreed, promising without hesitation.
But in fact, this was just a Means for him to cover up his True identity. He had long known where Hyperion was at this Time.
Cold Wind blew Magneto's Robe as he strode into an Ice and Snow Land. The reason why he had come to this place was to find his troublesome "Ally."
By using Magneto's Ability to amplify Charles's Ability, coupled with the various Abilities he had absorbed over the years complementing each other, Onslaught's Telepathy had already surpassed Charles's original level.
Although he couldn't cover the entire Earth, he could still cover the Distance from America to the Arctic.
That's right, Hyperion was in the Arctic at this Time. To be precise, he was in Onslaught's Presence.
A huge Water Pit suddenly appeared on the originally boundless ice surface. This Water Pit was as large as a Football Field. Hyperion, who had Fainted, was now Floating in the Water Pit, floating face down.
Fortunately, Hyperion didn't need to breathe. Otherwise, without waiting for Onslaught to arrive, this Time would have been enough for him to drown a dozen times over.
Onslaught waved his Hand casually, and Hyperion, who was still submerged in the Water, was pulled out by an invisible Power. After being pulled out of the Water, he floated at a constant speed to his Presence.
Hyperion at this Time could only be described as disheveled. The Battle Suit he was wearing was long gone. His exposed Skin was covered in burns of varying sizes, and there were also many wounds that looked like they had been slashed out with a Weapon.
What was strange, however, was that these wounds also had some burns associated with them, making one wonder if someone had heated their Weapon red-hot before using it to fight, otherwise how could such strange Injuries appear?
These strange Injuries were distributed all over Hyperion's body. If it were an ordinary Human, he would have died thoroughly long ago. Fortunately, he wasn't an ordinary Human. These terrifying-looking Injuries were far from taking his life.
Onslaught could see that these Injuries were just Flesh wounds and hadn't damaged Hyperion's Muscles and Bones.
Moreover, the reason Hyperion had Fainted was also very deliberate. This place was the Arctic, naturally freezing cold. Hyperion was covered in burns all over his body. The person who attacked him and abandoned him here obviously didn't intend to drown or freeze him to Death.
It was very obvious that they intended to use this cold ice Water to alleviate the burns. With this ice Water alleviating his Injuries, coupled with Hyperion's powerful Self-Healing Ability, even if Onslaught hadn't come to find him, Hyperion would have woken up on his own before long.
Onslaught observed the Speed of Hyperion's Injury recovery and calculated that Hyperion's Injuries would be completely healed in about an hour. This result Shocked him greatly.
Was Onslaught Shocked by the Speed of Hyperion's recovery? Yes, but not because the recovery Speed was fast, but because the recovery Speed was too slow. He had already witnessed the latter's recovery Speed when he fought Hyperion before.
It was almost as if the Injury appeared one second and disappeared the next. If Onslaught's eyesight hadn't been extraordinary, he probably wouldn't have even noticed that he had been injured.
But this was Hyperion, and now not only was he injured, but the recovery of his Injuries was so slow. This couldn't help but make Onslaught feel a trace of curiosity, and this curiosity was mixed with a trace of fear.
A Chinese proverb says it well: "Never underestimate the Heroes of the World." Luckily, I was smart and found a shield, otherwise, wouldn't these Injuries have fallen on me?
Onslaught secretly rejoiced in his cleverness. At the same Time, he looked at the extremely disheveled Hyperion and curled his lip in dissatisfaction. He had been hoping that he could block more Weapons, but he turned out to be just a Scarecrow, almost used up after just one use.
'This World is too dangerous. I can't expose my True identity too early.' Onslaught nodded secretly in his Heart, deciding to be more careful in his actions in the future.
Looking at Hyperion in his Presence, who had already recovered from some of his Injuries, Magneto pondered for a while. He felt that although Hyperion was useless, he didn't have a better substitute at hand, so he could only make do with him for now.
With a slight movement of his five fingers, Onslaught's Right Hand turned into a claw and clamped onto Hyperion's Head. He was going to completely brainwash the latter.
In any case, he was already a worthless piece of Goods. Then, he might as well completely exert his remaining heat and go crazy one last Time before Death. He would consider this making the best use of everything.
Onslaught prepared to completely erase the kind side of Hyperion's Brain, making him more paranoid and more insane. When he was attacked by the masses, he could secretly develop himself.
Such a brutal scene even made a Polar Bear passing by by chance unable to bear to watch. The instinct of a Creature prompted it to take its Child and leave quickly, lest they die an unnatural Death.
Onslaught, of course, noticed those Beasts. He didn't bother to take such low-intelligence Creatures to Heart. After using Telepathy to probe and confirm that the opposite side was just ordinary Animals, he didn't pay much attention to them.
Not only that, but while completely brainwashing Hyperion, he also kept his Telepathy radar on. The entire Arctic was under his surveillance, and no one could escape his watchful eyes.
Except for Yang Le.
At this Time, Yang Le, who had transformed into a Martian and Disguised himself as a Little Polar Bear, was observing everything right under Onslaught's nose. The Mouth hidden beneath the Fur curled into a slight arc.
'Surprise motherfucker!'
(End of Chapter)
