Chapter 46: Fangirls

Chapter 46: Chapter 46: Fangirls

In front of the White House, two groups were locked in a standoff, each holding banners and shouting out their beliefs.

One group was shouting:

"The government is incompetent! You're wasting taxpayer money!"

"The plan to eliminate the White-Haired Mutant must be re-enacted! The White-Haired Mutant is the greatest threat to humanity!"

"No to the Mutant Liberation Act!"

The opposing group retorted:

"Liberate the mutants!"

"Mutants are no different from humans; they are part of humanity too!"

"Stop the pointless sacrifices! We can't possibly defeat the White-Haired Mutant!"

"The White-Haired Mutant can now withstand a nuclear blast, and he'll only get stronger. He is an angel descended from heaven, a god among us!"

"Continuing to oppose the White-Haired Mutant is the true path to extinction!"

To Alex's surprise, most of the people in the pro-mutant group had dyed their hair white and were wearing white coats similar to the one Alex had been reported wearing the first time he appeared. Some of the people imitating him bore a striking resemblance, with similar hairstyles, heights, and builds, even wearing blue contact lenses to mimic his eyes.

If not for his Six Eyes sensing slight differences, Alex might have thought some unknown force had created clones of him.

Moreover, through his Six Eyes, Alex could tell that many mutants had mingled with the pro-mutant crowd. In his energy vision, he even spotted Mystique among those resembling him, with other X-Men members positioned further on the outskirts.

What's going on? Isn't Mystique a member of the Brotherhood of Mutants? Why is she with the X-Men now? Did Professor X manage to persuade her again?

The more Alex thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Mystique wasn't like Magneto, who harbored deep hatred for humans. She was just disappointed in humanity, believing their promises were untrustworthy, which is why she had joined the Brotherhood of Mutants.

But perhaps now, with the government fearful of his retribution and planning to enact the Mutant Liberation Act, she had rejoined the X-Men.

But what's with all these imitators?

At the boundary between the two groups, the leaders of each side stopped their debates, watching the scene unfold. Whether they were supporters hoping to survive the future purges by backing the White-Haired Mutant, or opponents wanting to kill the demon and eliminate the threat, none of them dared to make a sound now.

Like the man who claimed to admire dragons but was terrified when one appeared, they had spoken freely before the White-Haired Mutant appeared. But now, faced with him in the flesh, they had no courage left and feared attracting even a bit of his attention.

One of the opposition leaders even wet himself, a dark stain spreading down his pants until an unknown liquid dripped to the ground.

Luckily for them, the White-Haired Mutant ignored everyone. Instead, he walked up to the front of the White House, where fully armed soldiers and dozens of Sentinel robots were gathered.

He slowly floated into the air, standing in the void, smiling mockingly as he looked down on everything before him—looking down on the political center of the country, and on both his supporters and opponents.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly tapped his forehead and smiled apologetically:

"Sorry, I forgot something. Give me a moment."

In the next instant, he vanished, reappearing in front of the opposition leader.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present and the frantic shouts of the approaching X-Men, Alex reached out toward the trembling opposition leader.

A terrifying force, accompanied by black lightning, exploded, destroying everything in front of him. The opposition leader's body was the first to disintegrate into dust, followed by everything behind him. All the opposition voices, all differing opinions, slowly faded into red mist.

Just as Alex had once told Professor X, different opinions only exist when power is not absolute!

Having resolved everything, Alex used his repelling force to clear the blood splattered around him, staining a large area red and leaving the faces of his supporters and the arriving X-Men covered in crimson.

Alex ignored the terrified screams and the X-Men's loud questions behind him. He paid no attention to the lingering blood and returned to his original position, floating in the air. In the hellish background, he grinned wickedly and said:

"Sorry for the wait, Mr. President."

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