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Chapter 50 : You're Back?

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"I haven't fulfilled my wish yet, so I'm not going to hell that early."

"It looks impressive, but I'm not sure how powerful it really is."

"Don't you know my abilities can completely neutralize those steel mechas?"

Magneto tilted his head, curiosity flickering in his sharp gaze, but still stepped forward confidently.

He slowly raised his hand, releasing a surge of magnetic energy, attempting to take control of Alex Ray through magnetic manipulation.

But no matter how much power he exerted, Alex remained unmoved—like a monument anchored to the earth.

Watching Magneto's baffled expression, Alex smirked, mildly amused.

He could practically hear Magneto's thoughts. Of course Magneto assumed he'd have the advantage—his magnetic powers were lethal against iron-based armor. The problem? Alex wasn't using anything metal at all.

"As everyone knows, Kamen Riders fight in leather suits. There's no steel in this. How could your magnetic tricks possibly work?"

Magneto wasn't angry—he was a man who'd seen too much to be rattled so easily. He simply smiled, calm and calculating, as if he'd anticipated this outcome all along.

He raised both hands into the air, and the cars on either side of the street suddenly lifted off the ground as if caught by an invisible force.

With a flick of his wrist, the airborne vehicles hurtled toward Alex like missiles.

But Alex didn't flinch.

He calmly lifted his leg, aimed at one of the cars, and executed a clean roundhouse kick.

The car flipped through the air, drawn in a perfect arc, before crashing down with tremendous force.

What shocked onlookers wasn't just the precision—but the fact that each of Alex's kicks was wrapped in ethereal blue flames, pulsing with mysterious energy.

"Hey, hey, old man—don't go wrecking everything. This is my neighborhood!" Alex's tone betrayed genuine irritation as he saw the destruction.

He pressed the USB-shaped device on his belt again.

"Eternal Requiem—weapon!"

A flash of light burst from the drive and solidified into a sleek, dagger-like blade in his hand—cold, gleaming, and clearly no ordinary weapon.

Gripping the dagger tightly, Alex launched himself at Magneto.

His eyes were locked forward, razor-sharp—like a tiger descending from a mountain. No one could block his path.

The street became their battleground as Magneto and Alex clashed, blow for blow.

Magneto hurled cars, lampposts, even entire chunks of railway track. Each one bent to his will with destructive precision.

Alex retaliated with his new strength—Kamen Rider Eternal's full potential channeled through every motion.

Their confrontation was chaos incarnate—violent shockwaves rippling through the air as they collided. The sky itself seemed to tremble.

Even Tony Stark and Magneto's nearby associates had to fall back, retreating from the shockwaves lashing out with each strike.

"How the hell is Alex Ray this strong? I never thought anyone could go toe-to-toe with our boss like that. And his cloak—it's like it's welded on or something. Doesn't budge at all." Fireman muttered, clearly in awe as he watched the fight.

There was respect gleaming in his eyes. Alex had won him over with sheer strength.

"If only he'd join our fraternity... I'd be with him all the time." Nightwalker sighed dreamily, her eyes fixed on Alex with open adoration.

Humans always revere power. And Alex's display had thoroughly ignited her heart.

Not to mention, all the other men in the group were... odd. Some looked like human pincushions, others resembled mutated frogs. Very few even looked human.

If Alex had known what was running through Nightwalker's mind, he'd probably just sigh. He really wasn't interested in Nightwalker like that.

Meanwhile, Tony Stark stood aside, his arms folded, brows tightly furrowed, gaze locked on Alex.

Clearly, he hadn't expected this level of performance. He was beginning to seriously question how to handle Alex Ray if the man ever turned against him.

"Jarvis, record the entire engagement. I want every data point from Alex Ray's armor."

His voice was low and firm. He wasn't just impressed—he was calculating.

"I need to upgrade my armor. No—screw that. I'm building an anti-Alex Ray suit when I get back."

For Tony, this battle was more than just an eye-opener—it was a challenge. A gauntlet thrown.

He realized then and there that he couldn't rest on past achievements. There would always be someone stronger. He needed to keep pushing forward.

And Alex had just become the benchmark for what came next.

"Kid... with all that strength, why waste your time in a mess like Hell's Kitchen?"

Magneto had finally managed to block one of Alex's blows. Breathing heavily, he locked eyes with the younger man, his voice laced with reluctant admiration.

Alex just gave a faint smile, the fire in his eyes undimmed. "This is my home."

"But Hell's Kitchen isn't your destiny. You could go somewhere better," Magneto said, his brows furrowing. "Why cling to this place?"

"How could I turn my back on my hometown? Precisely because it's Hell's Kitchen, I need to stay—and change it. I don't run away from my problems."

Alex's voice rang with conviction.

"I'm not some deserter. I'm here to fight for what matters."

"Sorry, but I'm not chasing some dream across the world. You go live your legend. I'll stay and live mine."

With that, Alex charged back into battle, fiercer than ever.

Every strike now carried renewed purpose—each move brimming with grit and determination.

Magneto began to falter. His stamina was fading, and Alex's onslaught didn't slow.

Time stretched. Each attack, each dodge, dragged on like an eternity.

Magneto could feel his body slowing down, drained. Meanwhile, Alex only grew sharper, more relentless.

Then—an opening.

In a heartbeat, Alex capitalized on it. His fist slammed into Magneto's chest with devastating force, sending him flying into a nearby wall.

Magneto groaned, struggling to his feet, stunned by the sheer strength behind that blow.

He looked at Alex with a complex mix of shock and admiration.

"Let's end this."

Alex pressed the USB drive on his belt one final time.

"External Maximum Drive!"

As the activation sound echoed, Alex launched into the sky. His right foot ignited with brilliant blue flame. A meteor streaking down, ready to end the fight.

Fireman and Nightwalker realized Magneto was in danger and rushed forward to shield him.

But in that crucial instant, a new voice rang out—sharp and commanding:

"Stop!"

Alex froze midair. His flaming foot halted inches above the ground.

Standing protectively in front of Magneto was a striking woman, her eyes clear and unshaken.

"Wanda, you're back?" Alex asked, stunned.

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