Sentinel

Chapter 119 Mutant Doomsday

The ticking sound of water droplets awakened the sleeping professor. He opened his eyes, his blurred vision gradually became clear, and a figure came out from the darkness.

"William..." He called out the other person's name.

The incomparably familiar psychic ability in the past subconsciously extended from the consciousness, and the result seemed to hit a solid wall, and an inexplicable dizziness reverberated and vibrated.The professor felt the weird instrument on his head, and realized that human beings have found a way to restrain their own power.

"This thing is called a nerve suppressor, and it's enough to make you unable to exert your abilities." Stryker pointed to the brain, and he smiled triumphantly: "Charles, isn't this feeling of weakness not bad?"

He has been waiting for this day for a long time. In the past, Stryker was always afraid of the powerful strength of the mutants, especially Professor Charles. It was really difficult to find a way to deal with the unstoppable mental ability of the other party.

"What did you do to Hank?" The professor asked anxiously, remembering his partner who came to the White House with him.

"He should thank me." Stryker sneered. "I saved him from having to wear that beast's fur, and he's back to normal now."

The professor raised his hands, but found that he was firmly imprisoned in the wheelchair. Thinking of the scene he saw before he passed out, a chill spread in the old man's heart.

"William, why did you do this?" The professor tried to persuade Stryker, who knew the root cause of the other party's hatred of mutants. "You want me to cure your son, but mutants are not a disease. It is derived from genetic changes and human evolution."

"Shut up, Charles!" Stryker, who was maintaining his composure, suddenly yelled furiously, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the old man in the wheelchair with incomparable hatred.

"Put that up! Charles, you turned my son into a devil, and since he came back from your school, he's taken pleasure in torturing me and my wife's minds, and he thinks we've caused it... Our minds are full of hallucinations every day, and those screams of fear echoed in my ears day and night. Finally, in order to get rid of the horror hallucinations in my mind, my wife... took an electric drill and drilled into the temple!"

Colonel Stryker, who has always faced the world with a cold image, trembled with strong grief and hatred. He blamed the professor and the mutants for the tragic end of the family's disintegration.

It's really ironic to say that after studying mutants for most of his life, his own son is actually a terrifying mutant.Fate seems to have made a silent mockery to Stryker. The colonel, who has suffered so much, is determined to embark on the road of exterminating mutants. Only by eradicating all those damned bastards can he barely get his inner salvation!
"Although I hate you guys, I still have to admit that mutants are really useful sometimes." He looked at the secretary with the appearance of an Asian woman beside him.

This bodyguard and secretary named Yuriko is also a mutant. Stryker physically modified her. Like Wolverine Logan, she was injected with Edman alloy, code-named "Death Woman", and she was also a mutant. One of the experimental results of the "Weapon X" program.

"Did you intentionally send out the mutant distress signal in Los Angeles?" The clear-thinking professor suddenly came to his senses.

"Of course." Stryker admitted frankly, walking around the wheelchair, like a painter showing off his favorite work, "I know you people, mutants are not invulnerable, on the contrary, you are sometimes stronger than ordinary people. It's easy to deal with."

"A hypocrite like you who wears a moral cloak and is full of peace ideas, it doesn't take much effort to lure you into a trap. A circus performer who was coerced by me, pitifully asks for help from you, as a mutant Of course, you will send your students to help him... Well, you see, with the younger generation of mutants leaving, it will be easier to deal with you."

Stryker was cleaning his glasses, and he looked down at the helpless old man. The famous Professor Charles, the omnipotent master of mind, has now become his own prisoner.

Mr. Colonel stared deeply into the eyes of the professor. He no longer needed to be afraid of the old man reading his thoughts. The blue light of the nerve suppressor on the bald head flickered, imprisoning the powerful spiritual ability of the other party in this aging body inside.

"Of course, my ultimate goal is not you, nor the terrorist Eric Lancer. What I want to do is to drive out all mutants!"

Intense hatred, like a raging flame, scorched Stryker's heart, and only through thorough revenge could he get a moment of peace.

"I have spent as much time dealing with mutants as you do, but the most worrying thing is that you never know how many mutants there are in the world, and how to find them—" There was a cold gaze reflected behind the glasses , "Except you, Charles!"

The professor was distraught, and his spiritual power kept hitting the solid wall that didn't exist, trying to break through the blockade of the brain, but the neurosuppressor was like an indestructible cage, tightly shutting the world's most powerful mind master in his body among.

"Unfortunately, this hallucinogenic potion is too little for you, and your power is much stronger, so I have to find another way."

Stryker beckoned, and the soldiers outside the door pushed in a man with a numb expression and dark eyes. The man was wearing a loose linen suit, with sutures left after the operation on his head, and metal instruments like octopus tentacles. The back of the neck is inserted into it, which is shocking!

"Please allow me to introduce to you, mutant number 143, the fluid secreted by the brain can control the thoughts of others, but it is still in the experimental stage."

"Jason?" the professor exclaimed, he looked at Stryker in disbelief, "Oh my god! William, this is your son! What did you do to him!"

Stryker's face was expressionless, his pain and hatred had been vented, and his cold heart would no longer fluctuate, "No, Charles! My son is dead, he is a mutant freak just like you !"

He glanced coldly at the bald professor, and strode out of the room. He still had to deal with the mutant children in the school, and he would be free to concentrate on dealing with Magneto after they were all wiped out.

As for Charles Xavier, at that time his brain would become the most powerful weapon in his hands.

Colonel Stryker, who walked out of the detention room, saw Sean in a white uniform. This young man entered the dam base of Lake Akalia not long ago to assist in the arrest and research of mutants.

"Congratulations, Mr. Colonel. I heard that you have captured the famous Professor Charles." The young man smiled gently as always.

Stryker frowned, he had a certain degree of vigilance towards Sean, and warned: "Don't walk around, Mr. Sipers, there are dangerous mutants everywhere here, maybe those bastards like beasts , when will it show its claws to you."

"Of course, I'm very aware of my range of activities." Xiao En nodded and said with a relaxed expression: "I've always followed the rules."

Looking at the back of the young man who was gradually going away, Stryker told his subordinates worriedly: "Without the correct password, no one is allowed to approach this room, and any intruders will be shot and killed! Including me!"

He knew that there was a Mystique among the mutants who could change anyone's appearance. After explaining everything, Stryker walked out of the dam base and boarded a helicopter to Westchester.

Tonight will be the end of mutants.

　ps: The countdown to the shelves, I'm so nervous, I'll watch two episodes of "Western World" first~
　　
　
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