Glory of the Sun God (Marvel Sun God)

The movement of mutants cannot be said to be big, but for Stryker at this time, even the slightest movement will arouse his vigilance.

With his plan at this stage, it was naturally impossible for these mutants to stop him.In order to deal with this situation, he has already made sufficient preparations.Whether it's the group of soldiers under his command or the group of mutants controlled by him.

Seeing that the mutants had broken into the gate of the base, Stryker waved his hand and said to the deputy beside him. "Come on and ask those weapons to be lifted up for me. The soldiers are arrayed on the spot. These mutant bastards must not be allowed to enter this base alive."

"General, I saw Magneto there. Maybe our troops can't stop them." The moment he saw Magneto, Stryker's adjutant felt a huge panic.The shadow of a man, the name of a tree, and Magneto's reputation are enough to frighten anyone who knows him, especially after he showed near-miraculous power in Paris.

"I said we can't let them enter this base alive." Stryker pulled out his gun and put it on the adjutant's head. "Do you need me to repeat it a second time?"

"No, sir. I'm going to deliver the order now." Cold sweat flowed from his head in an instant.Compared with Magneto, the muzzle on his forehead is more intimidating.

The adjutant almost rolled away from Stryker. As Stryker's adjutant, he knew very well how unstable Stryker's spirit was now. At this time, he really Can do anything you can imagine.

Seeing his adjutant disappear from sight, Stryker's eyes showed a cold and ferocious light. In the final stage of his plan, all his subordinates became the capital of his revenge.

.And he is like a gambler, piling all his capital on the table little by little.If he succeeds, it will be the success and end of his revenge; if he fails, everything about him will turn to dust.To him, it actually makes no difference.His life is actually just a process of pursuing destruction.Whether it's destroying yourself or destroying mutants.

"Mutants will definitely disappear from this world." He said to himself as if he was determined, and opened the door behind him.

Behind the gate, a spherical space paved with steel appeared in his eyes.Layers of steel covered every corner of this space like scales.Apart from these scale-like steel, it can be said that there is nothing here.There is only an overpass extending in front of the gate, inserted straight in the middle.If you look carefully, you will find that there is no difference between this room and the room where the psychic amplifier of Xavier School is located.

And on the overpass inside this room, a familiar figure sat there steadily.The crisp suit, the shiny bald head, and the calm and wise eyes.It was Professor Charles who they had been looking for for a long time, Magneto.But in front of Professor Charles, there was another person.

He was a very weak and sick looking guy.He was in a wheelchair like Professor Charles.However, compared with Professor Charles' energetic attire and expression, he was on the other extreme.

A shabby hospital gown that was washed gray and white was put on him like an ill-fitting oversized coat.The skinny body was almost indistinguishable from a mummy, the muscles had completely atrophied, and the cyan meridians were extremely conspicuous under the bluish-gray skin.The bones on his body are extremely prominent. Whether it is the ribs or the bones on the arms and thighs, the complete shape can almost be seen at a glance.

His deep cheekbones exposed his extremely protruding eyes, which revealed only deathly silence and confusion.Not just his eyes, but his entire face was like this, nothing but deathly silence.On the back of his head, a huge surgical incision was exposed, and the skull was completely invisible from the vicinity of the sealed wound.Apparently, he had undergone some tragic experiment.

"Charles, Charles. It's just as we suspected. Your fellow mutants have really found this place, and they have come to rescue you." He walked towards Professor Charles, and General Stryker reached out to support him. wheelchair, lowered his head and said to him.

"It's not surprising, is it? But it's still hard for me to believe it. William, you actually did such a thing to your own son." Professor Charles' gentle eyes fell on the sick and weak man opposite. "Compared to your revenge, isn't even Jason not important to you?"

"Jason, are you talking about my son?" General Stryker let out an uncontrollable deep laugh from his throat. "Sadly, my son has long since passed away. He has left me along with my wife."

"I am very

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Sorry, William.I'm sorry about what happened to your wife, but that doesn't excuse what you did to Jason.No matter what, he will always be your son." Charles closed his eyes. He always felt guilty about Jason. And this guilt made him afraid to face Jason in front of him.

"My son, hahaha." William Stryker glanced at Jason in front of himself and Charles, and began to tell Professor Charles the nightmare that had tortured him for many years. "I still dream about the time when my wife was still alive. At that time, Jason was still an ordinary child, and my wife was not tortured into that. The family spent every beautiful day peacefully and peacefully. . That is really a dream that I am willing to spend everything to relive."

"And every time I have a dream like this, I regret one thing. Charles, I regret why I sent Jason to your school. I gave my son to you, but you A devil gave it back to me.”

"After Jason came back from you, he started torturing us

.I can see that he is resentful of us, resentful that we put him in your place, resentful that we abandoned him, and he began to retaliate against us cruelly. He wants us to die."

After hearing this, Charles lowered his head deeply.He couldn't bear to open his eyes because he was afraid to see William Stryker's expression that had been tortured by pain and despair and went crazy.And the story of William Stryker continues.

"You know, my wife can no longer stand the fantasy created by Jason. She has begged me more than once to let me kill her to free her, or kill our son. But I have never been able to bear it. I can't bear to break up this broken family. I just want to wait, wait for the situation to get better, and return to the days when our family lives happily. But, just like a broken porcelain, no matter how you glue them together , they are all broken after all.”

"Until my poor wife couldn't take it anymore. Finally one day, she drilled through her own head with an electric drill in front of me. You know what, Professor Charles. My wife drilled through her own head. At that moment, there was a smile on her face. For her, it was just relief. For me, it was just the beginning of a new torture."

"William, I'm sorry. But please stop. You have caused too many tragedies that are as sad and hopeless as your story. You have felt this pain, why do you want to Inflicting pain on others?”

With the most complicated emotions in his life, Professor Charles tried his best to persuade.He tried his best to deal with the tragedy of the Stryker family, but there was nothing he could do.And now he is still trying his best to stop all the tragic stories that this tragedy has extended.But just like in the beginning, he was still powerless.

General Stryker hit his head with a strange look on his face.

"You know, I was once mentally controlled by a woman, and she almost ended my life. Later, when I was rescued, I made up my mind. No matter what, I can never let you people be able to The mind-controlling bastard couldn't control me so easily anymore. So, I had a little surgery."

"Your mind control means nothing to me, Charles. But I need you to do other things for me." Stryker stretched out his hand and pressed Professor Charles' head hard, and then inserted an injection filled with yellow liquid. Injected into the back of his head. "I want you to atone for everything you've done. I want you to be the one holding the death scythe in all my revenge plans."

"William, don't do this." Professor Charles resisted desperately, but as his mind had lost its function, he was completely unable to resist William's actions.

"It's too late, Charles. It's too late." Watching Charles' gentle eyes gradually lose their look, becoming dull and dull.William Stryker's eyes showed pure joy and madness. "Soon, you can take your damn fellow mutants and roll with me to hell. Don't forget to say hello to Satan for me at that time."

It's a pity this time.Professor Charles could no longer refute him.And this is exactly what General Stryker wants.

With a cheerful smile, he walked up to his son, who had been tortured into a human shape, and whispered in his ear.

"He's yours, Jason. Now it's time for you to get revenge on him."

A strange light quietly rose in Jason's dead eyes.He stared at Professor Charles, an inhuman smile appearing on his twisted face.

Being able to take revenge on his former teacher was a real pleasure for Jason.