Faced with the Mutants' tough stance, the human negotiating team felt incredibly aggrieved, but they had no other choice.
The Sentinel Robots they had originally considered their trump card were completely vulnerable before the Ultron Robot Army, unable to even fight back.
As for the army in their hands, they could count on it even less.
Conventional weapons couldn't gain the slightest advantage against Mutants, and even if they used large-scale military weapons or even nukes, Magneto could turn the warheads around in a minute and send them crashing back onto their own heads.
After much deliberation, they said the matter was of great importance and they couldn't make the decision themselves. They requested a temporary suspension of negotiations until they could return and deliberate collectively before giving a final answer.
Erik agreed, giving them only two days to make a decision.
Magneto was somewhat dissatisfied, feeling that Erik was too soft and shouldn't give the humans a chance to buffer; they should have just started fighting and been done with it.
The corners of Erik's mouth twitched slightly.
He finally understood how Professor X felt.
Even as a member of the Radicals, he felt Magneto was being too radical.
The human negotiating team looked at Magneto's murderous face and trembled all over. They didn't even bother with pleasantries and left dejectedly.
When they returned and informed the high-ranking human officials of the negotiation details, public indignation immediately erupted. They cried out that the Mutants were going too far and that they could never agree to these conditions, vowing to fight the Mutants to the death.
But when the white-haired old man asked them for a counter-strategy to break the deadlock, the crowd that had been clamoring just a moment ago instantly shut up, each lowering their heads and playing dead, unable to squeeze out a single word.
"Useless! You're all a bunch of useless fools!"
The white-haired old man cursed loudly, feeling a surge of powerlessness as he looked at this group of worthless teammates.
Humanity was probably finished this time!
Darian learned all this from the Shadow man planted inside the high-level ranks, and he didn't take it to heart at all.
In his view, these high-ranking humans had no real ability. If it weren't for the Sentinel Robots, they wouldn't have the capacity to challenge the Mutants at all.
The truly powerful humans had already been sent to meet God by the Sentinel Robots they created themselves when the robots went out of control, because they harbored hidden X-Genes. The irony was peak.
Those who remained were nothing more than a bunch of good-for-nothings who only knew how to fight for power and profit, bullying the weak while fearing the strong.
Darian narrowed his eyes: "They have to agree whether they want to or not. Calculating it, there's not much time left. It's time for the curtain to fall."
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
In Washington, thousands of miles away, a terrified cry suddenly rang out on the streets.
"What is that thing!?"
Citizens on the street stopped in their tracks, subconsciously looking up at the sky.
In the originally clear blue sky, dense purple teleportation gates suddenly cracked open.
Countless Ultron Robots swarmed out of the gates like locusts blotting out the sun, instantly filling the sky over the entire city.
Wooo—!
Piercing air-raid sirens echoed throughout Washington.
The Sentinel Robots stationed in the city were immediately deployed, their numbers equally dazzling as they charged toward the Ultron Robot Army in the sky.
But the Ultron Robot Army didn't give them a chance to get close. Their hands transformed, and countless magic bullets gushed out.
The Sentinel Robots in the lead were instantly covered by firepower, exploding into balls of fire in the air as mechanical wreckage crashed toward the ground.
The citizens below screamed repeatedly, clutching their heads and scattering in flight.
After this period of frantic production, the scale of the Ultron Robot Army had long since reached a terrifying magnitude.
This time, they were out in full force.
Looking out, the numbers of the two sides were almost equal.
However, the stats of the Ultron Robots were much higher than those of the Sentinel Robots. Furthermore, after so many days of data collection, Ultron already knew the weaknesses of the Sentinel Robots like the back of his hand.
Faced with the massive Ultron Robot Army, the Sentinel Robot army was no match at all, their numbers decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Darian held the pharaohs scepter and sat on a luxuriously decorated chair. The chair was held steadily by four Ultron Robots below, while countless black tentacles behind him writhed wantonly, spreading a small patch of thick darkness into the sky.
Beside him, several Ultron Robots surrounded him like guards. He floated beneath the clouds, looking down at the battle below, looking every bit like a final boss.
"So this is how Loki felt back then. I have to say, it really is quite satisfying, jie jie jie!"
Darian lowered his voice and let out a standard villainous evil laugh.
Unfortunately, while he, the villain, was in place, the protagonist was missing, and there was no Avengers to stop him. He had no chance to beat up a few superheroes and properly enjoy being a villain.
While Darian was chatting with Ultron, the Ultron Robot Army had already entered full clearing mode, harvesting all the Sentinel Robots in sight with an absolute crushing posture.
After a while, not a single intact Sentinel Robot could be seen in the sky. Only the sun-blotting Ultron Robots remained, firmly controlling the entire airspace of Washington.
This great robot war finally concluded with the complete victory of the Ultron Robot Army.
At this time, an Ultron Robot flew swiftly to Darian, clutching a pale white-haired old man in its hand.
The white-haired old man was held by the collar by the Ultron Robot, suspended a hundred meters in the air. Looking at Darian, who was exuding an evil aura from head to toe, he couldn't help but swallow hard.
"Who... who are you?"
"What's the rush? Everyone isn't here yet."
Darian didn't answer.
Soon, Ultron Robots were seen flying up one after another from the city below, each carrying a terrified figure.
Without exception, they were all high-ranking human officials.
Seeing this, the white-haired old man's face turned ashen.
Clearly, the other party had complete intelligence on them and knew their identities perfectly.
Darian looked at the time: "Not bad, not bad. It took less than an hour, breaking the speedrun record."
The white-haired old man plucked up his courage and asked again: "Who exactly are you?"
Darian smiled: "The leader of the Brotherhood, Doom."
"Leader of the Brotherhood!?"
The white-haired old man was shaken.
He naturally knew of this famous Mutant organization; Magneto used to be the leader.
And now, Magneto was clearly still alive but had willingly stepped back to let this young man take the position of Brotherhood leader.
This meant that this person was much more terrifying than Magneto.
The white-haired old man's mind raced with assumptions, successfully scaring himself half to death. He forced himself to stay calm and said: "Then what do you want to do?"
Darian said cheerfully: "Isn't it obvious? I'm here to negotiate with you, of course."
White-haired old man: "..."
Looking at the sky full of Ultron Robots and the high-ranking human officials being held, he really couldn't see any sign of a negotiation.
"Don't worry, I've always been elegant and easy-going, a lover of peace. I'm not as extreme as Magneto."
Darian smiled kindly: "I heard you weren't quite satisfied with the conditions we proposed earlier? It's okay. Feel free to raise any objections you have; we can communicate slowly."
Hearing this, a high-ranking human official who was used to being arrogant subconsciously said: "Your conditions are simply extortionate, too much. We could never agree—"
Before he could finish, the Ultron Robot holding him suddenly let go.
A piercing scream sliced through the sky.
That human official became a high-diver, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.
The human officials in the sky were instantly silenced, not even daring to breathe loudly, fearing they would be the next ones thrown down.
Darian was very dissatisfied: "This person is so rude, leaving without even finishing his sentence. He has no manners at all."
Human officials: "..."
Darian scanned the terrified crowd, his smile still kind: "What about you? If you have any opinions, feel free to mention them. Don't be polite."
Everyone shook their heads like rattle-drums.
Having just seen the result of that hundred-meter elbow drop to the Earth, who would dare raise any opinions?
Darian clapped his hands cheerfully: "Since no one is speaking, then there are no objections. Then I'll have to trouble you all to sign the peace agreement and follow the conditions listed on it."
"Yes, yes, we understand. We'll sign!"
The white-haired old man responded quickly, not daring to offer even a hint of a rebuttal.
He already understood that his side had long since lost the qualification to negotiate.
The other party had directly invaded their headquarters; taking the lives of this group of people was as easy as turning over a hand.
Other than obediently signing, they had no second option, or it would be their turn to elbow-drop the Earth.
The Ultron Robots put them back on the ground and tossed the prepared agreement to the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man stared at the dense clauses on the agreement, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally gritted his teeth and signed it.
Of course, this was just a formality.
Whether he signed or not, the outcome was already set in stone.
With just one command from Darian, the Ultron Robot Army could clear the entire city in minutes. If he wished, the entire America would be his.
However, Darian didn't think about ruling the World or anything like that.
His dungeon quest was to help the Mutants escape their desperate situation and save this World full of despair, not to make Mutants the Masters of Earth.
If he pushed the human side too hard, it might cause them to push back in a desperate struggle.
Although the Ultron Robot Army was there and humans basically couldn't turn the tables, Darian didn't want to waste time on that; it would be purely redundant.
Besides, he would have to leave this World when the time was up. Even if he occupied the whole country, he would only enjoy it for a few days, which had no practical meaning.
With the formal signing of this agreement, the war between humans and Mutants that had lasted for decades finally came to a complete close.
The first thing after the agreement took effect was the simultaneous destruction of all Sentinel Robots across the U.S.
As the culprits who almost led to the extinction of the Mutants, the Sentinel Robots had to disappear. Only then could the recurrence of tragedy be avoided to the greatest extent.
Ultron took full charge of the destruction work, not only destroying the existing Sentinel Robots but also wiping clean the technical blueprints, research records, and all related data, leaving no future troubles.
Of course, Sentinel Robots weren't just within the borders of America.
Even though the Ultron Robot Army had already cleared a large number, many Sentinel Robots were still scattered around the World, and those required the Ultron Robots to go and clear them.
As for the white-haired old man and that group of human officials, Darian didn't bother with them. He just took away the devices that could block Telepathy and left the group to the Mutants to handle themselves.
Without the devices to block Telepathy, they were just a bunch of puppets in front of Professor X.
Besides that, there was another major matter.
That was the Mutants establishing their own country.
This decision was jointly finalized by Professor X and Magneto; it didn't have much to do with Darian.
If it were him, why build a country? It would just be 'his Earth' directly, so there would be no need to distinguish between countries.
But Darian didn't intervene. These two old men had played a losing game their whole lives and had been hoping for such a day, so he let them enjoy it.
Thus, the newborn Mutant nation was officially born, named Krakoa.
They didn't worry about having no place to settle. Since the Sentinel Robots went out of control globally, many small and medium-sized countries had directly disappeared in the chaos, leaving plenty of vacant no-man's-land. They could just open a World map and pick a good spot.
With the abilities of Mutants, rebuilding a country wasn't a difficult task at all.
At this point, the Mutants, who had been displaced for decades, finally had a home that truly belonged to them.
Charles was very moved seeing this: "Establishing a country belonging to Mutants seems like a very good idea."
Darian nodded: "It is indeed very good. In fact, I've always had this idea to find a no-man's-land to establish a Mutant country, and I've even chosen the location."
Charles asked curiously: "Where is it?"
Darian said cheerfully: "Not far. It's just that there are more mobs there. Once they're cleared, we can move right in. That place also has an unpleasant name, called America or something."
Charles:"....."
Are you sure that's a no-man's-land?