Marvel: Killing Makes You Stronger

Chapter 138: Quoggoth

The Eye Demon Shuma-Gorath, also a member of the Old Ones, if it could be killed.

The richness of the life essence it brings would always satisfy him.

However, despite its richness, Bi Xiao was unclear about the level of this creature's life force. Moreover, it was said to be immortal, belonging to the kind that doesn’t show a health bar. One can't see how much health it has. If he really wanted to kill it, he had no idea how to do so.

Nevertheless, he added the Eye Demon to his hunting list.

For now, he had to deal with the monster at hand.

On the island, due to Professor X's intervention, the immense psychic power was combating the mysterious monster's mental power, preventing it from affecting others. Those mutants and agents who were about to be mentally contaminated awoke from their stupor. When they noticed the transformations in their bodies, they were all shocked.

Fear followed. They were not afraid of death, but these inexplicable bodily changes were more likely to break their spirits.

Crying, screaming, roaring, and wailing turned into a symphony that spread across the island.

Bridge also woke up. Fortunately, he had a psychic defense chip produced by the bureau and had stronger willpower than other agents, so the degree of mental contamination was far less severe for him. Even the agents who showed physical changes due to contamination were fewer than the mutants.

Bridge instinctively raised his gun towards the professor when he saw the disgusting tentacles and eyes growing on the mutants and agents around him.

He instinctively thought these changes were caused by Professor X.

The X-Men reacted just as quickly. Upon awakening from the mental contamination, they saw Bridge and the other agents aiming their guns, and immediately surrounded the professor. Cyclops Scott placed his hand on his red visor, ready to fire at any moment.

"Mr. Bridge, Danny, everyone listen, there is an unknown enemy under the island, and..."

The professor was struggling to allocate part of his psychic power to construct defenses for everyone, while also trying to urge them to evacuate the island quickly.

Professor X also felt that he could barely hold on. The enemy with the mysterious mental power was too peculiar, peculiar to the extent that he could not imagine how to deal with it.

He could resist this pervasive mental power, but he was not alone. There were thousands of people on the island, and to protect them, he had to divide part of his psychic power, making the resistance extremely difficult. Moreover, he also felt that his psychic power was being contaminated.

If he continued to maintain it, the opponent's mental power would gradually pollute his psychic world.

Professor X was very anxious. If possible, he even wanted to use his psychic power to control everyone to leave immediately.

But the resistance was too intense, and he couldn’t do it.

As he was persuading, brilliant golden light enveloped the area, like a sun blooming under the rolling dark clouds. The holy and bright power dispelled all negative forces, even evaporating the dark clouds in the sky. The sea around the island was affected, rolling turbulently.

Waves continuously pounded the beach, crashing onto the island.

The fighter jets in the sky were also affected. Fortunately, they had autopilot systems that prevented any major accidents despite the pilots’ stupor. However, a few F22 jets collided and exploded.

With no restrictions, the pilots immediately maneuvered their jets out of the island's range.

Everyone raised their hands to shield their eyes, looking up at the sky.

The brilliant sun gradually descended, accompanied by a delicate shattering sound.

But no one noticed this. Everyone was too frightened to even think of escaping, their screams and bodies seemingly out of control.

Boom!!

In the end, the blazing sun fell onto the island. The dazzling light turned the world golden, and the terrifying explosion echoed in all directions. The rolling shockwave shattered everything around, even blowing the anchored fleet nearby, nearly capsizing several cruisers.

Waves rolled continuously. The island was completely obliterated by the intense heat, evaporating the seawater, creating steam that covered the surrounding area, obscuring the view.

The chaos lasted for a long time.

During the explosion, an indescribable roar filled the air, distorting it with unimaginable power.

Bridge, Professor X, the X-Men, Danny, and all the mutants were shocked to find themselves completely unharmed, seemingly still on the island.

Everyone looked around, not knowing what had happened.

Professor X showed a pained expression. His psychic world had been contaminated during the resistance. Knowing the impact this contamination could have on himself, he mobilized all his psychic power to destroy the contaminated part. The pain was unimaginable, nearly causing him to faint.

"Professor, are you okay?"

Jean stood in front of the professor, squatting down, placing a hand on his, asking anxiously, even wanting to use her psychic power to soothe him.

Her intention seemed to be sensed by the professor. Despite the pain, he reached out and grabbed Jean's hand to stop her: "Don't do that, Jean. I can't be sure if that power is still affecting me. It can pollute the mind, distort it, drive people mad, even cause changes."

"Don't try to use your power on me."

Professor X said with difficulty.

"I understand. But what exactly happened?" Jean, although worried and anxious, obeyed the professor's words and did not rashly use her psychic power. She was puzzled by the strange mental power just now, wondering why it was so dangerous.

"Maybe someone can give us the answer." The professor looked ahead, his vision blurred. He could see crystal-clear, mirror-like fragments in the void.

In those mirrors, another scene could be seen - the real world.