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Chapter 133 – I’ve Never Seen a Mutant This Powerful!
🕑 Added 2025-06-02 16:38:50 +0000 UTC
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Just one look from Alex, and Stryker felt a chill run down his spine. His entire body shivered involuntarily, the hairs on his arms standing up one by one.
And that was just from looking at him through a surveillance feed.
From the moment Alex had appeared, he had crushed everything in his path like an unstoppable force of nature—gods, devils, mutants, it didn’t matter. Nothing could stand before him.
And now, he’d just effortlessly taken down the one Stryker had considered his savior: Weapon X-11, the upgraded Deadpool.
The psychological blow was devastating.
For the first time, Stryker was truly afraid.
This wasn’t a mutant.
This was a monster.
He had never seen anyone so powerful.
He couldn’t understand it—why hadn’t teleportation worked on this freak?
He had no way of knowing that Alex’s super hearing allowed him to instantly detect X-11's heartbeat the moment he teleported in.
That alone was enough to pinpoint his position before the strike.
Teleportation hadn’t worked back in the CIA base either, and it certainly wasn’t going to work now.
As his thoughts spun wildly, Stryker glanced back at the screen—only to see Alex striding directly toward his control room.
Panic set in.
All composure gone.
“Run.”
That was Stryker’s only thought.
He didn’t waste a second. Ripping open a drawer, he pulled out a pistol made entirely of Adamantium, along with a magazine full of matching rounds.
While loading the weapon, he turned and made for the exit.
But could he really outrun someone like Alex?
BOOM!
The door had barely opened when Stryker froze.
Because right there, in the corridor ahead—
Alex was already standing.
Like a blade of judgment. Calm. Unstoppable.
“Listen, I—”
Zzzzt!
Stryker didn’t even get the chance to finish his sentence.
A single beam of heat vision pierced his skull—instantly vaporizing his head.
Thud.
His headless corpse collapsed to the ground, the still-loaded Adamantium pistol slipping from his dead fingers.
He’d never even gotten to fire a shot.
Just like that, one of the X-Men universe’s most persistent archvillains—a mastermind who had plagued the mutants for decades—met his abrupt and brutal end.
All because he dared to mess with Alex.
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> 【Task complete. Congratulations, host has gained 1500 Origin Points!】
【Detected: Host has unspent Origin Points. Would you like to use them now for enhancement?】
The moment Stryker died, the familiar voice of the system rang out in Alex’s mind.
“Enhance.”
Without hesitation.
> 【Enhancement complete. Homelander Template unlocked to 50%!】
Hearing this, Alex couldn't help feeling a surge of excitement.
Without even realizing it, he had already unlocked half of the Homelander template.
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【Status Panel】
Name: Alex
Age: 16
Speed: 588.1 m/s
Strength: 621 tons
Constitution: 910 (Average healthy adult male: 10)
Mental Power: 966 (Average healthy adult male: 10)
Current Template: Homelander (50% unlocked)
Abilities: X-Ray Vision (Intermediate), Super Hearing (Intermediate), Heat Vision (Intermediate), Flight (Intermediate)
Origin Points Remaining: 26
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Looking over the stats, Alex couldn’t help but smile.
His strength had broken past the 600-ton mark. His speed was nearly Mach 2.
Not bad. Not bad at all.
This trip to Three Mile Island had been well worth it.
But now—
Time to free the mutants on the island.
Without even glancing back at Stryker’s corpse, Alex turned and walked away.
No emotion. No remorse.
Just silence.
With his telescopic vision and X-ray sight, locating the prison area was trivial.
No need for fancy tracking.
With a blink, he vanished.
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BOOM!
A sharp sonic boom cracked through the air, and in the next instant—
Alex appeared inside a large hall.
One glance around, and rage surged in his chest.
Stryker deserved to die ten times over.
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All around him, rows upon rows of iron cages filled the room.
At a glance, one might think this was a livestock facility—for cows, horses, or pigs.
But what was inside those cages... wasn’t livestock.
They were people.
Mutants.
Stryker had locked them up like animals.
Just that fact alone made his death feel far too merciful.
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“Come on, come on... just a little more...”
At that moment, Silver Fox was crouched near one of the cages, struggling to pick the lock with a pair of makeshift wires.
Sweat beaded on her forehead.
She was trying everything she could, but this kind of lockpicking wasn’t her specialty. It was slow. Frustrating.
Then—she heard something behind her.
She turned to look.
BOOM.
Her mind went blank.
Her heart nearly stopped.
It was him.
The monster.
The terrifying mutant who had crushed everything in his path.
Silver Fox didn’t know who Alex really was, or what he wanted with these imprisoned mutants—but if he planned to hurt them...
There was nothing she could do to stop him.
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“Why the look?”
Alex chuckled lightly.
“You’re looking at me like I’m the villain here.”
Then, without another word, he turned and walked toward the cages.
“What are you doing?”
Silver Fox asked nervously, her muscles tense.
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Zzzzt!
Alex said nothing.
Twin beams of heat vision erupted from his eyes, sweeping through the rows of locks.
Every single one melted instantly.
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Only then did Silver Fox finally let out a breath of relief.
He wasn’t here to harm them.
He’d come to set them free.
And sure enough, the mutants in the cages began to react.
First in disbelief. Then with joy.
“Is this real?”
“We’re... we’re saved?”
“Thank God! We’re free!”
Tears. Laughter. Hugs.
It was as if they had been reborn.
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“Kayla!”
“Michelle!”
Silver Fox and her sister rushed into each other’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
Years of pain, fear, and despair—washed away in a single embrace.
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Alex stood quietly nearby, watching them.
And for the first time in a long while—
A genuine smile appeared on his face.
