Invincible: The Greatest Template System

"Battle Beast..."

Omni-Man recognized the crazy White Battle Beast from the daytime, a fearsome warrior well-known throughout the Universe, who delights in killing and fighting.

The strength Russell, his nephew, displayed in his fight with the Battle Beast, even made him take notice.

Especially the power of the lasers emitted from his eyes, which could even slightly injure the Battle Beast.

Although the Battle Beast's invincible lion claws were still more powerful than his defense.

But the Battle Beast was still one of the top powerhouses in the Universe!

"However..."

It seems Russell, his nephew, has no feelings for those unknown civilians; he shouldn't stop him from conquering the World?

If he stops him...

Omni-Man's brows furrowed.

"He can't delay any longer."

From the very beginning when Russell awakened his power, compared to Mark, a descendant of Vitrurum, he only had a slight advantage in speed, but step by step, his strength has now completely surpassed Mark.

Even if his power and speed still couldn't catch up to his own, his pair of dangerous laser eyes already made him feel threatened.

If Russell, his nephew's, ability continues to improve, then...

"We must act now!" Omni-Man took a deep breath in his heart, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

...

"Traveling to the X-Men World."

Locking the bedroom door, Russell changed into his battle suit, took a deep breath, and prepared to visit the X-Men Universe, which had only recently been connected.

That was not only a Universe that could provide him with many powerful templates, but also a new World where he could gain conquest points.

X-Men Universe.

In the 20th century, the racial issue between Mutants and humans persisted, and the World watched closely.

Beep beep beep

Piercing siren sounds echoed over the 'Anvil' Nuclear Missile Military Base in Nevada.

Eric Lehnsherr, suspended fifty feet in the air, overlooked the Base below him.

He had a handsome face, in the prime of his life, with slightly graying temples and a sharp demeanor—the World was more familiar with his other name, 'Magneto'.

Magneto's dark red cape flapped in the dry desert wind, and his metal helmet gleamed blindingly under the Sun.

Making him look like a god high above, about to deliver judgment.

"This is your last warning, run for your lives."

Magneto's voice, vibrating the air through magnetism, spread throughout the entire Base without the need for a loudspeaker, "Before I do what I need to do today, I don't want to cause too much bloodshed."

Base Commander Colonel Williams stood in the central control room, sweat dripping down his temples.

"All units, attention, confirm target is Mutant Terrorist Magneto, execute 'Sledgehammer' protocol! Repeat, execute 'Sledgehammer' protocol!"

Although it was internal communication, Magneto high in the sky slightly raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled softly, "A foolish choice."

The automatic turrets on the Base's periphery were the first to attack, sixteen turrets on both sides turned simultaneously, and their 20mm autocannons spat out Fire.

When the bullets were still ten feet away from Magneto, they all froze in the air, like insects trapped in amber.

"Returning them to You."

Magneto gently waved his hand, and thousands of bullets returned the way they came at a faster speed, the turrets exploded one after another, turning into burning scrap metal.

The Base's drone fighter formation then took off, twelve 'Harrier' drones roared out from the underground hangar, their missile racks fully loaded with anti-air weapons.

As if he understood every movement of the Base below him, Magneto didn't even change his position; he just raised his left hand, spread his fingers, and then suddenly clenched his fist.

Boom boom boom!

The shells of the newly airborne drones emitted ear-piercing metal twisting sounds, their wings were crumpled like paper, and their engines exploded internally.

Twelve fireballs exploded inside the Base, buildings collapsed, troops suffered heavy casualties, and burning wreckage scattered like raindrops.

"Armored units!" Colonel Williams's eyes were about to split, and he roared into the communicator, "All tank units, attack immediately!"

The ground began to shake, M1A2 main battle tanks drove out from the armored vehicle depot, their thick cannons pointed directly at the intruder in the sky.

Magneto finally lowered his altitude, his boots lightly touching the ground, standing inside the Base, facing the steel torrent, he gently shook his head.

"You humans always rely on these metal toys."

The first tank opened fire, its 120mm smoothbore cannon emitting a deafening roar, and depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds were fired at a speed of 1,700 meters per second.

Magneto just raised his eyebrows, the shell suddenly stopped three feet in front of him, hovering and spinning.

With a backhand wave, the shell penetrated the tank turret that fired it at a faster speed, causing an internal ammunition detonation, and the entire tank disintegrated in a fireball.