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"Hail Hydra!"
In Siberia, the Hydra base erupted with movement as countless soldiers poured out in formation.
They shouted their slogans in unison, standing ready.
"Lancelot, the future will be more stable without you," the Hydra commander said coldly, leading six recently released Winter Soldiers, his eyes fixed on Lancelot.
"Tell me everything you know," Lancelot replied, his gaze icy as he activated his Geass.
The Hydra commander, initially indifferent, suddenly found his attention irresistibly drawn by Asuka. He struggled for a moment, but ultimately succumbed to the power of Geass.
Through the captain's account, Lancelot finally gained a clear understanding of the future. As he had suspected, this Hydra commander had been unlocked by a Captain America from the future.
The original intention of the future Captain America was to make this era's version of himself a control mechanism for mutants.
Yes—mutants.
From the 1960s to the 1990s, the Mutants comics thrived, long before superheroes like Captain Marvel appeared.
To safeguard the timeline, Steve Rogers #15 from the future awakened his dormant past self, revealing the future and shaping him into a mutant.
With his super-soldier physique, Steve was more than capable of handling 90% of mutant threats.
Yet, neither the Hydra commander nor the future Steve anticipated Lancelot's arrival. Under Lancelot's leadership, mutant power grew rapidly, rendering the "lock" designed by future Steve meaningless.
"So, Commander Yun was designed specifically to restrain mutant growth?" Lancelot's expression darkened.
"Mutants… need no restraint." With a flick of his hand, Lancelot unleashed a surge of overwhelming energy.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Steve Rogers raised his vibranium shield to defend himself, but despite his quick reflexes, the Hydra soldiers behind him were instantly sent flying.
Lancelot barely glanced at the commander before gesturing, and one by one, the soldiers were obliterated.
Within minutes, the massive Hydra base was engulfed in flames. The leader of Hydra watched Lancelot with pure fury.
"Ice Beam." Lancelot's eyes flicked toward the Hydra commander as he drew a specially crafted firearm and fired.
A frigid beam shot from the barrel, enveloping the commander in instant ice.
His body froze rigid in shock.
"Azazel, take this ice to Antarctica."
With a shimmer, the crimson demon Azazel appeared, lifting the frozen commander and depositing him in the South Pole, where he was encased in ice once more.
This was only a fleeting glimpse of Lancelot's dominance.
After seizing all the Hydra base's experimental data, Lancelot handed the Mutant Evolution House to Silver Fox, Kara.
He then departed for New York with White Queen Emma and Mystique Raven.
Suddenly, Lancelot decided to become the chairman of Evolution Glory Biotech and made New York his base of operations.
In 1964, he conducted his second illusion, integrating Azazel's teleportation into his ideal body.
By 1965, he awakened a third power—kinetic control.
In 1967, he foresaw the future: those mutants who had reversed the timeline were still being hunted by Sentinels, their numbers dwindled to fewer than twenty.
By 1969, the Mutant Evolution House had successfully conquered cancer and aging. Dr. Leonard and his team reversed aging, restoring youth and vitality.
The same year, the first wave of population growth for mutants began, reaching 20,000 individuals.
1970, New York. Headquarters of Evolution Glory Biotech.
The X-shaped headquarters mirrored Stark Industries across the street. From the top floor, Lancelot gazed across the city.
"In the blink of an eye… it's already 1970." Excitement stirred within him. Since acquiring Wolverine Logan's regenerative ability, Lancelot had effectively achieved immortality.
Time had begun to blur for him.
Observing the future with his foresight, Lancelot often lost sense of chronological order.
"The mutant reversal of the future… it's finally coming." He looked over Manhattan, then his body dissolved into a swirl of red mist, vanishing from his office.
Meanwhile, on Manhattan Avenue, the Stark Industries Expo was underway. Howard Stark stood at his booth, glumly watching Evolution Glory's stand across the aisle.
The company was showcasing a youth serum capable of erasing wrinkles and slowing aging.
An elderly woman, her face lined with deep wrinkles, applied the serum and instantly glowed with youth, the wrinkles vanishing.
The demonstration drew a crowd of excited women.
"Ms. Raven, is this real?"
"Oh my… this is every woman's dream!"
"Evolution Glory! Evolution Glory!"
"When will this youth serum be available? I'll buy a hundred bottles!"
As the women went wild, Mystique Raven remained poised on stage, her gaze cool and deliberate, fixed on Howard Stark.
Just then, a cloud of red mist appeared in the expo. Lancelot emerged calmly.
"Mr. Lancelot… disappearing again?" Howard remarked as Lancelot #620 stepped forward.
Lancelot strolled to him, tossing a pale-golden vial carelessly.
"Serum for rejuvenation. Consider it a gift for your firstborn."
Howard blinked in disbelief. "Rejuvenation serum? Lancelot… this is priceless!"
"It's merely a vial of medicine," Lancelot replied, his smile tinged with meaning. "Hardly precious."
Yes. In 1970, Tony Stark was born.
That same year, at the Strategic Science Corps' New Jersey base, Howard Stark would meet his superhero son.
"Finally… the story begins to fall into place."
A faint smile curved Lancelot's lips. He waved to Mystique Raven in the VIP area. She moved elegantly to his side and melted naturally into his embrace.
"Mr. Lancelot… you're incredibly lucky." Observing the stunning, golden-haired Mystique Raven, Howard Stark's envy threatened to boil over.