"Ron, stop Eric quickly!"
"Why stop him?
Charles, can you just follow orders and wash your hands of the responsibility?"
Ron didn't want to stop him. He looked in the direction of the Blackbird Fighter and refused indifferently.
"Since they chose to act beyond their capabilities, they should bear the cost of their actions."
"Ron, you…"
Professor X didn't expect such a cold statement to come from Ron. There were thousands of lives at stake. A strong sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in his heart.
The old Black King was dead, but would a new, more terrifying Black King be born from his corpse?
Within two or three seconds, dense missiles whistled and arrived above the two fleets.
"Oh God…"
The people on the fleet watched in horror.
He no longer cared to think and immediately tried to control Magneto's mind.
But the pervasive pain from the radiation within the Black King's body felt almost like torture from head to toe, from outside to inside. It was already difficult for Professor X not to faint.
"Eric, if you kill them, you will immediately stand against humanity."
"Charles, you are too weak now; you can't stop me at all."
His mind slightly disturbed, Magneto gritted his teeth, his face ferocious. Driven by a hatred for humanity, he stubbornly controlled the missiles.
Hundreds of missiles struck the fleet, and he laughed coldly.
"Go, go and repent in hell!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Violent explosions, flames shot into the sky.
Heavy ships weighing tens of thousands of tons were destroyed and sank. Ammunition detonated, like brilliant fireworks exploding on the sea, stirring up huge waves.
"No, Eric."
The weak Professor X looked at the soaring flames outside the porthole, tears streaming down his face, and cried out in pain.
Not only for the people who died on the fleet but also for his good friend Eric, whom he met too late and who had made a grave mistake.
"Why do you do this? Don't you know what the consequences will be after doing this?"
Not only would America hate him, but also the Soviet Union, the two poles of the Earth, human society, everyone would hate and condemn this.
Magneto would become the greatest Terrorist in human history, a monster in the eyes of people worldwide.
From then on, he would be doomed forever, and human society would never accept him again.
Moreover, this might even trigger global hostility towards Mutants.
"Beautiful fireworks are always fleeting."
Ron's expression was indifferent as he sighed.
"Ron, come and help me. Although Black King deserved to die, some of his ideas were correct.
We Mutants are the new humans, an inevitable step in human evolution!
Every Mutant is a unique miracle. We should take over the Earth from the decaying old humans; this is our mission!"
Having destroyed two super fleets, Magneto's face was icy cold, as if he had extinguished two ant nests with boiling water. He turned back and delivered an impassioned speech, wanting to pull Ron into his camp.
The power Ron displayed had the ability to influence the situation between Mutants and humans!
"Come, Ron.
Let's create a World that belongs to Mutants together!"
His eyes were sincere and fervent, as if there was an incredibly beautiful and worthwhile vision in them, and he extended his hand.
"Does everyone eventually become the person they despise?"
Ron glanced at his hand.
Magneto, as expected, still walked a path similar to Black King's after his death.
This had nothing to do with him. Magneto would have become like this anyway; at most, under his influence, he might be a little colder and more extreme now.
"Eric, you spoke very well…"
Hearing this, Magneto's mouth curved into a smile. He thought Ron would agree.
After all, Ron had just stood with him and refused Professor X's request. Their camps were so aligned.
"But I refuse!"
Ron gently shook his head.
The next second, his smile froze, and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Refuse? Why would you refuse?"
"Eric, you are too cold-blooded and extreme. Mutants and humans can perfectly coexist."
His expression became serious, and he said in a deep voice.
"I'm cold-blooded? But you just…"
"Just now was just now, now is now."
Saying that, he swung his fist at Magneto.
Bang!
Magneto was sent flying, seven or eight meters away, and quickly controlled the iron to catch himself.
"Ron, don't tell me you agree with Charles, that humans will accept us and treat us as their equals?"
He got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, knowing that Ron wasn't serious, but he couldn't help but shout in anger.
"Think about Mystique, think about Beast."
Mutants with abnormal appearances like them would definitely be treated as monsters by humans, and even Mutants with normal appearances would be feared and ostracized by ordinary people!
"I understand all that you're saying.
But Charles is weak and naive, and you are cold-blooded and extreme. Only I am the future of Mutants."
Extending his finger, Ron slowly pointed to himself, speaking unhurriedly, as if stating a fact.
After today, Mutants would be exposed to human eyes. The Mutants of the World needed a leader to guide their lives after being discovered by humans and to create a future, and neither Charles nor Magneto was suitable.
"Ron, we can be together…"
Magneto's expression improved slightly. As long as Ron didn't have such naive ideas as Charles, then Ron could still be won over. He still wanted to persuade him further.
"I won't walk with you.
Our philosophies don't align, but we can have a competition."
He waved his hand, interrupting Magneto's words.
"A competition, about what?"
"You can hear me, right, Charles."
Ron ignored him and looked at the Blackbird Fighter.
"The three of us have different philosophies regarding Mutants and humans, and it's destined that no one can persuade the other.
Since that's the case, let's compete with actual actions.
Each of us will use our own philosophy and methods, and see who can ultimately create true well-being and a future for Mutants!"
He wanted to usher in a new era on Earth and change the destiny of all Mutants born after this new era.
Although not every Mutant had a role in the plot, he could include them all at once, once and for all.
"…Hmph, he's been chattering in my head, trying to persuade you through me."
After a few seconds, Magneto pointed to his head and snorted coldly.
He knew his good friend too well; he was not someone who would make decisive choices.
"That doesn't surprise me at all."
Ron didn't care in the slightest and wasn't interested in what Professor X said: "It's enough that he heard it; he'll do what he thinks is right.
The important thing is you, Eric, what do you think?"