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The Father Of Superheroes[Wise Wind]

That night, when a Kryptonian spacecraft with a baby fell onto Mike Kent’s farm, and he decided to adopt that child, his Golden Finger gained through his transmigration was activated. In that moment, he realized that his life was about to change. Superman - Clark Kent, Professor X - Charles Kent, Magneto - Eric Kent... When he became the father of these individuals, the most powerful family was born! ** Not mine all credit goes to the original author 2 chapters per day( For now, atleast) 10.00 AM IST 17.00 PM IST https://www.mtlnovel.com/the-father-of-superheroes/

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Chapter 17: The Boss Behind

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Chapter 17: The Boss Behind

Shadow reached out to grasp the blade on his chest, nostalgia evident in his eyes for life.

Mike's expression remained indifferent as the Zanpakutō in his hand quickly reverted to its original appearance.

Compared to Senbon Sakura, the sharp spear blade is short and resembles a rib.

After initiatiing the first solution , the magic spear can freely expand and contract, change its length, and enhance its attack speed and strength.

This ability would surely be envied by many.

Mike secretly lamented as he glanced at the shadow lying on the ground and the soldiers slain by Senbon Sakura. He discarded Senbon Sakura, whose time had nearly expired, and turned his gaze toward the laboratory in the distance, waving to the man standing on the second floor.

Stryker's face turned ashen as he turned to the researcher and instructed, "Quick! Activate the XI weapon!"

Meanwhile, he hurriedly walked to the phone on the side and dialed a series of numbers.

As Stryker's back faced her, Clara, who had been anxiously observing Logan and Victor's fight, rushed downstairs.

She realized that convincing Stryker, who harbored a deep hatred for mutants, to release her sister was a pipe dream.

Now, only Logan and his allies could rescue her sister.

Upon reaching the ground floor, Clara found that the battle between Logan and Victor had concluded.

Logan emerged victorious after the injection of Adamantium alloy, elevating his power far beyond Victor's.

However, despite his triumph, Logan merely incapacitated Victor without inflicting fatal harm.

Carla appeared nervous as she approached Logan, and when he turned to her, she explained with anguish, "I had no choice but to comply with their demands. My love for you is genuine, but they have my sister, and I'm powerless."

She spoke hastily, fearing she wouldn't get the chance to explain fully.

Logan retracted his claws and regarded the woman before him with mixed emotions. Finally, he took a deep breath and inquired, "Is she here?"

Even though their love was built on deception, he was willing to do one last thing to bring closure to their relationship, considering the emotional solace she had provided him.

Grateful, Clara nodded and urged, "Follow me."

After her words, they hastened toward the prison where the mutants were detained.

"Logan?" Mike, who was running toward them, paused.

"I'm going to rescue the prisoners! You deal with Stryker!" Logan declared.

Mike nodded and dashed toward the laboratory, now unimpeded in his pursuit of Stryker.

Now, nothing stood between him and Stryker.

Time to settle the score.

"Hurry!" Stryker urged the researcher, sweat dripping from his brow.

"Darn it, that shadow was killed. What a waste."

Cursing inwardly, Stryker observed the figure slowly materializing at the entrance and stepped back, offering, "I believe we can negotiate. What do you want? I'll make sure you're satisfied!"

Mike advanced silently, intensifying Stryker's unease.

Suddenly, Mike noticed the raised arm on the experimental bench. His eyes narrowed as he raised his gun and pulled the trigger at Stryker without hesitation.

"With a clear ring, a sharp blade intercepted the bullets aimed at Stryker. The owner of the blade tilted his head, fixing his gaze on Mike."

"The XI weapon possessed well-proportioned muscles, a bare upper body, and black markings adorning his body, lending him an eerie appearance."

"Mike sensed danger emanating from the XI weapon, which seemed as cold and calculating as a machine awaiting its prey."

"Without hesitation, Mike conjured a card in his palm, while his other hand lifted the magic spear slightly."

"Stryker breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his brow, and commanded, 'Seize him alive weapon XI! I want to study him!'"

"The XI weapon's wound healed as soon as the sharp edge of the spear was withdrawn."

"Mike inwardly sighed. He had originally aimed for the XI weapon's head, but the opponent reacted swiftly. Utilizing his teleportation ability, he redirected the trajectory to shield Stryker and adjusted the height to ensure the sharp gun missed his head."

"As the bone and metal grated against each other, two long Adamantium knives protruded from the fingers of the XI weapon."

"The card in Mike's palm began to glow softly."

"As the confrontation escalated, a blue spatial door materialized between them."

"Observing Stryker's delighted expression, Mike's suspicions were aroused."

"Is this Stryker's reinforcement?"

"Recalling the shadow he had dispatched, Mike wondered, 'Is he associated with them?'"

"As Mike contemplated this, the blue portal vanished, and two figures appeared before him."

"One was clad in a trench coat, his eyes an unusual blue hue, with blue lines even covering his eye sockets, presenting a peculiar appearance."

"The other figure wore a well-tailored suit, accentuating his tall frame. A mysterious smile graced his face, exuding an air of elegance and antiquity."

"Most strikingly, a dark red diamond-shaped mark adorned the center of his forehead, imparting an enigmatic aura."

"The trench coat-clad man stepped back, directing his hostile gaze toward Mike."

"'Mr. Essex!'" Stryker addressed the suit-clad man respectfully, indicating the XI weapon beside him. 'This is my creation.'"

"Essex nodded in acknowledgment. 'Yes.'"

"Turning his attention to Mike, Essex's eyes sparkled with interest as he pressed the tracker in his hand without hesitation."

"Essex... damn it!"

"It was Essex, also known as Mr. Sinister!"

(T/N: Nathaniel Essex is a Villain from the comic books,you can check out in web)

"Once a reader, now left in the corner, the writer tossed aside, and the human, ensnared within their own existence, dancing amid the illusions of the Abyss. Here I am, one who has surrendered their own title – a writer."

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