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Where are you so late?

Tony muttered to himself, listened to the "no answer" message on the phone again, hung up in frustration, and then called Clark again.

Fortunately, the call went through this time.

"Clark, where is Uncle Xu Fu?"

Clark asked, puzzled, "Isn't he home?"

During this time, because Xu Fuhe concealed his identity, Clark did not go home, but rented a house on the street and lived with Hope.

“No!” Tony said anxiously, “We need his help.”

Clark was silent for a moment, then said, "I can go to him. I can go to him, but... don't you understand the problem?"

"Ok?"

"She's becoming more and more dependent on him."

Tony was stunned when he heard this.

Yes, they are becoming increasingly reliant on Xu Fu.

After the crisis occurred, their first thought was to seek help from Xu Fu, rather than how to resolve the crisis.

They pinned their hopes on Xu Fu, but if that were the case, what use would these people be?

What would happen to a world without Xu Fu if something like this happened again?

What is the purpose of the existence of these superheroes and Avengers?

Tony couldn't help but smile wryly at the thought.

So, they all unknowingly became "giant children" under Xu Fu's protection?

Tony's eyes flickered. He hung up the phone, walked to the Iron Man suit, and shouted into the air.

"Friday! Activate the Steel Legion!"

...

On the other end of the phone, Clark hung up and looked at Xu Fu standing in front of him with a serious expression: "Dad, you really are..."

“That’s right,” Xu Fu replied, his expression unchanged.

Clark sighed: "But if it's not dealt with in time, a lot of people will die this time."

"This is for you superheroes, for these governments, for everyone."

Xu Fu gently patted Clark's shoulder and said softly.

"Clark, this world doesn't belong to me alone; it belongs to everyone."

"If a major crisis arises in the future that I cannot resolve, I hope that all of you will become a force for maintaining world security, rather than those children who watch helplessly as the world experiences a crisis, while focusing their attention on me alone, expecting me to solve all the problems."

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It would be extremely unfortunate to place all your hopes on one person.

He, Xu Fu, could have resolved the crisis, but he preferred to make the last resort rather than the only option.

If we compare him to a "father," he hopes that everyone in the family can grow up, not just the one person the family relies on.

Clark understood Xu Fu's meaning and knew that Xu Fu would not intervene this time.

He sighed and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"and many more."

Xu Fu pondered for a moment, but couldn't help saying, "Joe, you can have Joe and Vision search for clues together through the Guardians."

Clark felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing Xu Fu's words.

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"Capture the sentry?"

Clark asked in a low voice, "I know."

After saying this, Clark flew upwards and disappeared.

Xu Fu opened the portal and disappeared into the space rented by Clark.

...

Clark relayed Xu Fu's hint to the Avengers, who, who were originally planning to take action, began working on the precision device.

Taking over the Guardians, caring for the other Guardians, and helping innocent mutants—this was the consensus reached by Clark and the Avengers.

Meanwhile, a new superhero team, the Fantastic Four, also begins to help other mutants.

Faced with the attacks of these superheroes, the Guardians were not defeated, but instead displayed abilities that surprised them.

Its capabilities are diverse and constantly evolving, allowing it to accurately respond to every attack and even achieve overwhelming results.

In addition, the guardians possess great strength and are even adept at teamwork.

Most importantly, the number of sentries is ridiculously high.

They're like they can't be killed.

After finally eliminating one, two more appeared.

New York at this time.

At this moment, this city, like the rest of the world, is in chaos.

Although the Guardians are hunting down mutants, the battle that has already begun involves a large number of ordinary people.

Many people stared blankly at the chaotic city, while others looked at the mutants who had exposed their abilities and were trying to resist the Guardians' pursuit, their eyes filled with heartfelt sadness and undisguised disgust.

Chapter 1239 Other Strategies

It's all those damn mutants' fault. If it weren't for them, those weird robots wouldn't exist.

Just die. Once you're dead, all this mess will be over.

Some people have malicious thoughts.

But where there is evil, there is also good.

The mutated child stared at the guardian rushing towards him, completely terrified, frozen in place, unable to escape.

His only ability is to summon butterflies.

Faced with danger, he subconsciously used his abilities.

Only then did he notice that a butterfly had flown from his palm, its magnificent wings fluttering and radiating stunning beauty in the sunlight.

But the guardian doesn't care whether he's handsome or not, nor whether his prey is a child.

His only mission was to kill.

The butterfly that flew out collided with the scurrying sentries of the "750" and scattered like fallen leaves.

"Damn it! Serves me right!"

The burly, bald man rushed forward, cursing, and pulled the boy aside as he dodged.

But the guardian accelerated, his thin hand transforming into a sharp blade, and stabbed fiercely at the two of them.

Just as the two were about to fight, someone suddenly appeared and caught the guardian's attack.

The red cloak swayed steadily, like a bright red flag.

Upon seeing this figure, the scene fell silent.

Superman

The bald man protecting the child showed a look of surprise in his eyes.

That's great, they're alright.

"Humph!"

Clark snorted and forcefully grabbed the Guardian's razor-sharp hand. The hand twisted against him, the back of its palm enveloping the Guardian's body and splitting him in two.

Clark casually lowered his hand, turned around and helped the person lying on the ground up, gently patting his shoulder: "You're alright."

Before coming here, he captured a sentry and sent him to Xu Fudun, who then sent him to Joel, so he was a little late.

The man looked at Clark in surprise and said, "Superman! Come on!"

Clark paused for a moment, nodded to him, then vanished into thin air and walked toward the other sentries.

Clark has disappeared without a trace, leaving only the ever-flying fragments of the Guardian.

In the blink of an eye, Clark tore several sentries on the street to pieces.

Clark leaped into the air and looked down from the height, searching for the most urgent situation and the people who needed his help the most at that moment.

But... this is too much.

Even if only a very small number of mutants remain on Earth, even if there are only ten or twenty thousand mutants in this city, and many mutants scattered throughout the city are in danger, everyone is being hunted down by the Guardians.

People die every second, and even ordinary people are affected by the battle, which extends to them as well.