Chapter 36: 56%

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: 56%

Under Jane Foster's shocked gaze, Alex stood up, hands in his pockets, and casually walked towards the base ahead. He moved unhurriedly, as if the heavily guarded military base was nothing more than a leisurely resort.

Due to Thor's earlier intrusion, the agents were on high alert and immediately noticed Alex's approach. Some agents moved to intercept him, but as they got closer and saw his appearance, they instinctively stopped.

"White hair, blue eyes—he's the White Mutant!" one agent exclaimed in horror.

Unlike civilians, these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were well aware of the White Mutant's terrifying reputation. Unlike the X-Men, who sought peace between mutants and humans, or the Brotherhood of Mutants, who aimed to dominate the world, the White Mutant was a powerful mutant with no clear goals, driven only by his whims. This unpredictability made him the most unstable and dangerous element.

Another agent, confused, asked, "Isn't the White Mutant supposed to be in New York? Could he be a copycat?"

This doubt spread among the agents, but as the white-haired figure drew closer, their uncertainty vanished. Alex took a step forward, and the immense pressure from his "Red," erupted, sending the surrounding agents flying.

Alarms blared, and urgent communications echoed through the agents' radios: "White Mutant is attacking! White Mutant is attacking!"

Unlike Thor's earlier assault, the agents quickly mobilized, readying their weapons to confront the intruder. From his high vantage point, Hawkeye, who had been monitoring Thor's attack, heard the alerts through his earpiece. The casualness vanished from his expression as he stared gravely at the figure approaching the base.

There, a figure with hands still in his pockets was steadily advancing. As he moved, a massive repulsive force enveloped the area, sending makeshift buildings and well-trained agents flying out of the zone.

Hawkeye focused intently on the White Demon, his right hand pulling back his bowstring, uncertain whether to release the arrow. As if sensing his gaze, the White Demon suddenly looked up at him, his eyes devoid of any emotion—a look of complete indifference. It was this chilling gaze that made Hawkeye lower his bow. He knew that shooting his explosive arrow would not harm the White Mutant in the slightest but would likely cost him his life. A single casual attack from the White Mutant would be lethal to him. As a well-trained, skilled agent, Hawkeye wasn't afraid of death, but he wouldn't throw his life away pointlessly.

As Alex walked further into the base, he replied, "You've captured my friend. I'm here to get him back."

Coulson immediately thought of the man who claimed to be Thor. Cold sweat began to form on his forehead—luckily, they hadn't harmed him, or the situation would be truly uncontrollable.

As Alex entered the base, he headed straight for the site where Mjolnir was located. When he arrived at the crater, he noticed someone trying to lift the hammer. But it was clear that he wasn't worthy—no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge it.

Seeing this, Alex immediately recognized the man in the strange armor. With a playful smile and under Coulson's puzzled gaze, Alex said, "Loki, you can't lift it because you're not worthy."

Loki turned around at the sound of the voice and was surprised to see that a mere human had noticed him while he was invisible. Nevertheless, Loki quickly adopted a haughty expression, looking down on Alex despite standing below him. Spreading his arms wide, Loki arrogantly declared, "Mighty one of Midgard, you have the honor of meeting the King of Asgard!"

Alex looked at the proud Loki, then at the current state of his character template, which had reached 56% fusion and unlocked numerous powerful abilities. A mischievous smile spread across his face. It seemed it was time to teach this naughty prince a lesson.

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