"In short, a mad scientist?"
Magneto summarized with a cold tone, murderous intent brewing in his eyes.
It seemed that no matter where Mister Sinister hid next, he would not be able to escape the revenge and pursuit of the Mutant known as the most terrifying on Earth.
"That's right."
Russell nodded.
Mister Sinister, this guy believed that Mutants should not evolve randomly, but should be guided by a "higher intelligence," and this so-called higher intelligence was himself.
In the comics, he had orchestrated several horrific Carnage attacks, solely to better implement 'survival of the fittest' and eliminate 'inferior gene' carriers within the Mutant population.
At the same time, he also established a Mutant regime, becoming the ruler of Mutants, turning all Mutants and humans in the World into experimental subjects at his whim.
"I think once our Genosha is established, weak Mutants will be protected, which doesn't align with his 'plan'?"
Russell said coldly.
"Or, he thinks the idea of a Mutant nation is good, but he wants to replace the candidate and become the ruler of the Mutant nation himself?"
According to Mister Sinister's style of action, both were possible.
As for why only Magneto, one of Genosha's two chief executives, was assassinated, and he was not.
It was not difficult to imagine.
He had once displayed a powerful physique, and it was completely unrealistic to send just anyone to assassinate him, whereas Magneto's physical quality was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person.
"Who does he think he is!"
Magneto snorted coldly.
Regardless of the possibility, for the sake of his prejudiced and insane beliefs, he decided to destroy the peaceful future of Mutants?
Or did he want to assassinate him and take his place, which greatly stirred the anger of the most dangerous Mutant on Earth.
"I will drag him out and make him realize what a serious mistake he has made!"
Magneto was about to order the Brotherhood of Mutants personnel to spread across the globe to search for this guy.
"Unless this Mister Sinister can modify matter at will like You, he will definitely need a lot of high-precision equipment and human materials for his biological experiments."
If such a person remained low-key, perhaps no one would notice, but once he revealed himself, it would be like a giant whale surfacing, making it difficult to hide again.
"Father, in fact, it's not necessary; the location of that experimental Base is in the mind of this clone." Wanda said in surprise, having seen something in the mind of Mister Sinister's son.
"Where is he?"
Magneto pressed, eager to drag out this madman who had made him so disheveled.
"Hmm? He knows us so well, doesn't he know Wanda has telepathic abilities?"
Russell felt suspicious.
Mister Sinister was skilled at scheming; he had almost figured out the internal situation of the Brotherhood of Mutants and nearly succeeded in assassinating Magneto, yet he would be negligent in such a place?
Could it be that he was fearless, unafraid of Magneto coming to his door?
"That's a strange place.
Is this memory really real? There's an ancient continent in Antarctica, and even dinosaurs live there."
Ancient scenes flashed in her mind, and Wanda couldn't help but be astonished, sharing the memories with the two of them.
Both Russell and Magneto saw the clone assassin leave that place and head to Genosha; he first set off from an ancient prehistoric jungle, leaving Antarctica.
In that prehistoric area, there were various dinosaurs: massive Triceratops, ferocious Tyrannosaurus Rex, and even Pterodactyls soaring across the sky…
"Savage Land?"
Russell recognized the place.
The Savage Land, located within a circle of volcanic mountains on the cold Antarctic continent, was a special region itself, and due to the heat from the volcanoes, it was most suitable for the survival of creatures from the dinosaur era.
Additionally, the mountains naturally isolated the entire place from the World.
This resulted in the Savage Land miraculously preserving many of Earth's plants and animals, thriving and multiplying, even though the outside World underwent drastic changes due to the meteor impact on Earth at the end of the Cretaceous period 65 million years ago.
"Interesting, there's such a magical place.
It's simply a paradise for biologists, and its concealment is probably unmatched by any other place in the World."
Magneto clicked his tongue in wonder. Since he had found the presumptuous guy who dared to challenge him, he planned to gather the Brotherhood of Mutants and immediately set off to kill him.
"Pyro John will definitely love this place; he can set Fire anywhere he wants.
Also, I want Avalanche to destroy this place forever…"
Unable to rest until he avenged the humiliation of being nearly assassinated, Magneto seemed restless for a moment. He immediately prepared to set off with his people, which was also very consistent with Magneto's usual arrogant style.
"Wait a moment!
This is probably a trap."
Russell raised his hand to stop him.
This matter seemed a bit odd.
"A trap? What kind of trap?"
Magneto frowned slightly, also following this line of thought.
"The original meaning of the word 'trap' comes from ancient times when cunning hunters used mechanisms or terrain to capture prey, but what kind of trap can hold us?"
Indeed, both of them were beings who could change terrain or sink an island with a wave of their hands.
"If he thinks he can challenge us, leaving a challenge letter in the mind of this pathetic clone, if we don't go, he might think we are afraid of him!"
Magneto didn't know that Russell remembered the Savage Land was not simple.
For example, Mister Sinister had once invented a large device by studying the special energy field of the Savage Land, which could suppress the Mutant life energy of all Mutants entering the Savage Land.
Anyone who was nearly assassinated by someone disguised as their daughter would find it hard to suppress their anger. If Magneto and they went there rashly, and lost their abilities unexpectedly, they would probably…
Be at Mister Sinister's mercy.
That would truly be delivering themselves to him on a platter.
"How cunning!"
It was almost certain; Russell estimated in his heart that this was Mister Sinister's despicable scheme.
If the assassination failed, there was a series of plans.
"We can't be careless either…"
He gave an example, mentioning the Sentinels and the inhibitor collars.
No matter what amazing abilities they possessed, once they wore an inhibitor collar, they would revert to ordinary people. Similarly, if the Sentinels were too numerous, they would also be in danger.
Magneto, who was in a fit of rage, also calmed down.
"We definitely have to retaliate for this. Since he has told us the location of his lair, we will go there and kill him. But before we act there, we will investigate first."
Russell said.
"As You say!"
Magneto made the decision.
"Don't bring too many people, so as not to alarm the other party."
Russell suggested leaving most of the personnel to guard the nation and selected a few elite Mutants to prepare for departure.
The change of nation and flag in Genosha had already attracted attention in the World. Although the news was blocked, people outside still didn't know what had happened in Genosha.
But everyone knew that Genosha had fallen into the hands of Mutants.
"We still need to prevent someone from stealing our Home."
In fact, it was possible. Russell didn't really want Magneto to go along; he only wanted to take Wanda and Red Tank.
Because he himself would definitely not be affected by the Savage Land.
Wanda could also hardly be considered a pure Mutant; by the same token, Red Tank's power also came from the Crimson Gem of Cyttorak.
But Magneto would definitely be different.
However, seeing Magneto's current state, it was likely that he couldn't be persuaded. He had just been nearly assassinated by someone impersonating his daughter, so he would definitely want to go and seek revenge.
"It doesn't matter.
Just enter the Savage Land and destroy that device."
Russell thought for a moment, and the group arrived in Antarctica.
Spanning thousands of miles, Magneto, controlling a half-mile diameter, forged steel plate, brought everyone to the skies above the Savage Land in Antarctica in less than an hour.
Magneto, considering the lack of steel in the ancient land, had specifically brought his own weapons.
The group broke through the thick clouds that obscured satellite detection.
The Savage Land: steaming prehistoric rainforests, giant ferns piercing the sky, waterfalls plunging from icy cliffs into lava lakes, and a perpetual rainbow mist rising from the convergence of cold and heat.
Raptors ran through the jungle, and Pterodactyls' shadows swept across the amber sky.
In the lakes, Plesiosaurs and Mosasaurs vied for territory, and the Water surface shimmered with the scales of prehistoric fish…
"What a beautiful place…"
As the group delved deeper into the Savage Land, Magneto, standing on the steel plate, was about to say that it would be a pity to destroy such a place.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a peculiar energy field swept across the entire Savage Land. Magneto's chest felt as if a giant rock had been pressed upon it, and the massive steel plate lost power, tilting and plummeting downward.
"What's going on, I… I can't use my powers!"
Magneto paled in shock.
The other members of the Brotherhood of Mutants also screamed, scattering in disarray.
"What is happening?!"
In a flash, Russell, who had already anticipated this, remained calm. He tried to switch to the Magneto template.
He wondered if the Mutant ability templates copied by the system were within the range that Mister Sinister's Mutant energy suppression device could suppress?
It didn't matter if he couldn't use them.
"If it doesn't work, I'll use my X-ray vision to search inland and try to destroy that device with my Cyclops eye from a distance!"
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking towards the depths of the Savage Land, already prepared for both possibilities.
The next second, Russell's lips curved slightly.
Powerful magnetic forces emanated from his body.
As expected, even with the Mutant template, Mister Sinister's device did not affect him in the slightest.
…
In the humid air, Mister Sinister stood before the laboratory's curved observation window. His pale face was illuminated by the red glow of the lava lake below, making him appear ghostly. The crimson diamond mark flickered in the Shadow, like an evil star that would never extinguish.
"They're here."
The Red Queen—a clone of Jean Grey, Madelyne Pryor—walked slowly to his side.
She wore a dark red dress, a cold smile identical to Mister Sinister's playing on her lips.
Through similar telepathic eavesdropping, she saw what was happening dozens of miles away.
"It seems your clone still failed?"
The Red Queen raised an eyebrow, a hint of mockery in her tone.
Mister Sinister chuckled lightly.
"Failed? No, my dear Madelyne, that was just… an enticement. In fact, I hoped he would fail."
He turned his Head, his red eyes reflecting the massive mechanical device in the center of the laboratory—a spire-shaped metal structure, its surface covered with intricate circuits, and a slowly rotating energy core suspended at its apex.
The moment Magneto brought his people flying into the vast Savage Land, Mister Sinister knew.
Once they had flown deep enough, he immediately activated his painstakingly researched "Mutant Energy Suppression Tower."
"Magneto is nothing new. Infinitoid is our real threat. He is mysterious and decisive, with an unknown number of powerful abilities."
Mister Sinister whispered, his voice like a snake slithering across ice, "Anger will make Magneto lose his mind, and an angry person… is always more likely to lead companions into a trap.
As expected, he came with his partner Infinitoid and his daughter Scarlet Witch."
The Red Queen narrowed her eyes, observing the device. She could feel the threat it contained—a nearly malicious suppression field targeting the Mutant gene.
If it weren't for the special belt at her waist sending a signal to bypass the force field, even she wouldn't be able to use her Mutant abilities.
Nothing was more gratifying than things unfolding as one wished.
Mister Sinister's smile deepened. He walked to the machine, his fingertips lightly tracing its surface, as if caressing a work of art.
A cruel pleasure flashed in his red eyes.
"Infinitoid and Magneto's abilities have been suppressed. Their immense powers have… all turned to nothing, like ordinary people experiencing a high-altitude accident, helplessly plummeting into a prehistoric jungle filled with dinosaurs."
"Let's go—"
Mister Sinister's high-collared cloak billowed behind him.
"I don't want my carefully enticed prey to be preempted by those dinosaurs, enjoying the taste of fat meat in their mouths first!"
"I have wanted the Mutant genes of Infinitoid, Magneto, and Scarlet Witch for a long time. They will surely help me create more perfect creations."
The Red Queen chuckled. Her immense telekinetic power lifted her body into the air, following Mister Sinister as he flew away.
"You are truly… insidious."
"I prefer to call it wisdom."
Mister Sinister chuckled, as if it were the highest praise.
"From an ordinary person to now having some of the most powerful Mutants on Earth prostrate at my feet, I have always relied only on my mind."
In this game, he had already secured victory.
Even if it came to a direct, no-holds-barred confrontation, Mister Sinister was confident he could defeat them.
Beside him was his clone of the Omega-level Mutant Jean Grey, a masterpiece he considered almost perfect.
Unlike Jean Grey, who had too much weakness and hesitation in her heart, completely wasting her astonishing potential.
The Red Queen's memories and personality were shaped by him, making her cold, ruthless, and decisive. Her telepathic power far exceeded his own and anyone he had secretly observed, including Professor X and Jean Grey.
"Wait a moment…"
Mister Sinister, accompanied by the Red Queen and his clone army of Mutants and Mister Sinister's children, which he had collected over the years, flew over the jungle.
Suddenly, he seemed to use his telepathy again, as if he had seen an incredible scene, and the confident expression on his face stiffened.
"This… this is impossible!"
"What's wrong? Could it be that the group of people unluckily fell right into the mouth of a Mosasaur?
Preventing You from enjoying the pleasure of victory?"
Seeing Mister Sinister's expression darken, the Red Queen chuckled, curious about what had happened, and extended her telepathic ability forward.