Fenric's Indestructible Demon Body granted him fivefold power.
His strength now soared to an astonishing 2,990 points—a force far beyond mortal limits, surpassing even Whitebeard's legendary might.
With his demon-enhanced body, Fenric unleashed his most terrifying ability—the Power of Tremor Devil Fruit.
"Puchi—!"
The blow thundered forward.
The destructive force was overwhelming. The void itself cracked, space ruptured, and turbulent rifts in time and space spread outward. Buildings collapsed in an instant, crumbling like sandcastles before a tide.
It felt as though the entire world trembled and screamed beneath the weight of Fenric's strike.
Reality itself was breaking apart.
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On the shore, Magneto witnessed this spectacle and nearly fainted from terror.
"So… horrifying!" His voice shook as his eyes widened.
Never had he imagined that the young man he once conspired with could wield such godlike power.
"Oh, God…" Magneto muttered, despair etched across his face.
He had always considered himself among the world's strongest mutants—one destined to rule humanity. Few, in his mind, could rival him.
But now he understood how laughably small his perspective had been. Compared to beings like Phoenix Jean and Fenric, he was nothing but a frog at the bottom of a well.
They weren't just powerful mutants—they were gods!
Magneto's eyes darted nervously to Jean Grey. Could even she withstand such a strike?
The answer came instantly.
A colossal shockwave surged forward, drowning the Phoenix in annihilation. The force swept across the land behind her, collapsing entire city blocks. It was as though a meteorite had struck New York, tearing the earth apart.
Jean's body split apart under the impact, her form scattering into fragments of light. Magneto even caught a glimpse of her astonished expression—frozen in disbelief—before it faded completely.
The destruction raged on for minutes, waves of raw force tearing across the battlefield, before finally subsiding.
When the smoke cleared, Magneto's jaw dropped.
A massive chunk of New York was simply gone—erased as though devoured by a colossal beast. The ocean surged to fill the void, swallowing the ruins as new sea.
Jean Grey was nowhere to be seen.
"Jean… is dead?" Magneto whispered, stunned.
The thought almost seemed reasonable. That punch—had it landed on him—would have obliterated him into nothingness.
Yet… something felt wrong.
Fenric's face was grim, not victorious.
Then—without hesitation—he activated Renée Chu's bracelet. His figure flickered and vanished.
Magneto blinked. "Teleportation? Why so suddenly…?"
The answer came swiftly.
From the void above, countless red lights ignited. They fused into a sea of flames, within which a slender figure slowly rose.
Jean Grey emerged, reborn in fire.
Behind her stretched vast crimson wings, the blazing phantom of the Phoenix itself.
Magneto's heart stopped.
"The Phoenix… reborn from ashes…" he murmured, his face pale.
Jean was not dead.
And Fenric, realizing this, had fled.
But Magneto… was still here.
The resurrected Phoenix turned her gaze toward the coast.
Fenric was gone.
Her hatred boiled over.
"AHHHHHHH!!!"
Her scream shattered the night sky, echoing across New York like the cry of a vengeful god.
Decomposition surged outward.
Buildings, the ground, the sea itself—everything around her dissolved into dust and nothingness.
Caught in the tide of destruction, Magneto's body disintegrated into particles, erased from existence. A tragic end for one who once dreamed of ruling the world.
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Far away, Fenric released the Indestructible Demon Body state and sprinted, distancing himself from New York at full speed.
His instincts screamed louder than ever—his Death Sense pounding in his veins.
That punch had been his strongest blow. Even so, it had not been enough to kill the Phoenix.
To remain was suicide.
Run if you can't win. There's no shame in survival. Only fools die for pride.
"Damn it," Fenric muttered, his expression dark. "In the original plot, Wolverine killed Jean by stabbing her heart. Why doesn't it work for me?"
Behind him, Jean's hateful scream echoed again, chilling his blood. Fenric quickened his pace, not daring to look back.
His mission progress had already reached several million kills. With that, the highest evaluation was secured—there was no need to pursue more.
As for Jean, consumed by madness, tearing the world apart?
Let her.
Fenric had foreseen this outcome and made his preparations long ago. During his alliance with Magneto, he had quietly constructed a Time Replacement Device in the neighboring city.
His plan: return to 1973 and sidestep the Phoenix's wrath entirely.
Whatever havoc Jean wreaked afterward—be it Earth's destruction or the collapse of the solar system—was none of his concern.
—--
As Fenric dashed toward his next destination, the system's cold prompt suddenly chimed:
"Congratulations. You have completed the Hidden Mission: Prevent the Birth of the Sentinel Robots!"
"Mission rewards will be distributed at the dungeon's conclusion."
Fenric blinked. "It's… already complete?"
Did Storm and Blink succeed?
Before he could process it further, the world around him began to warp.
The shattered buildings destroyed by tsunami and firestorms suddenly reassembled, flowing backward like a film in reverse. Cracks sealed, rubble lifted, and ruins reformed—New York pieced itself back together, mirror fragments fusing into wholeness.
In the blink of an eye, buildings and houses were restored to their original state.
The once-ruined streets returned to peace, as if nothing had happened.
Fenric turned his head sharply. The raging Phoenix Girl had vanished, and even the land shattered by his shock ability was back to normal.
It was as though tonight's chaos had been erased.
If not for the mission progress displayed before him—and the immense exhaustion from using the Indestructible Demon Body—Fenric would have wondered if this entire night had been a dream.
"So this is how it ends... Returning to 1973 with Storm and Blink rewrote history. The old timeline was overwritten, and a completely new one has begun?"
Fenric was stunned.
For the first time, he had personally witnessed the overwhelming force of the Law of Time.
This world before him was no longer the same world he knew.
Without the Dr. Bolivar Trask assassination, the future would hold no Sentinels. And the New York he had obliterated in Year 2000 was back to normal—because what he had destroyed belonged to the previous timeline.
"Too close... If they had changed history any earlier, I wouldn't have had the chance to farm so much task progress."
He let out a tired laugh.
"Luckily, the system didn't reset my mission progress after history shifted. All my previous efforts still count!"
Fenric smirked, relief flickering across his weary face. Pulling out his black card, he booked himself the presidential suite at a nearby hotel. Only a few days remained before the end of his mission.
After that, he would finally leave this world.
Originally, Fenric planned to rest quietly until the mission timer ran out. But two days later, Professor X arrived at his door.
This was the Professor X of the altered 1973 timeline. Having read the memories of Storm and Blink, he knew what would have happened in the original future—and how critical Fenric had been in ensuring its reversal.
He came to thank him.
What the two of them spoke of remained unknown.
(Note from Author: In this setting, once history is changed, the old future timeline is overwritten and replaced with a new historical process. This is the official rule of the X-Men universe.)
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[Translator's Note:] This is the last chapter for now. I still have 20 more chapters, but the arc is not finished even by Chapter 500, so we'll be stopping here temporarily. The next update will be next month, once I've translated around 700–1,000 chapters.]