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After a fist-sized hole appeared in the round iron cage, it looked like a giant horn. Caesar strolled out casually, holding the bells as if he were simply walking through a garden.

Erik's pupils contracted slightly. He hadn't expected the cage to trap Caesar, but he was shocked at how effortlessly Caesar had broken free.

"Let me show you my true power!"

Erik decided to stop holding back. His forehead veins bulged, and with a sudden downward motion of his hands, the entire building began to tremble violently. 

The steel-reinforced concrete floors above collapsed like a torrent, crashing down toward Caesar.

Using his magnetic manipulation, Erik had seized control of the entire building's metal structure, turning it into a weapon. This was the terrifying might of his magnetic powers.

*Boom, Boom, Boom—*

Caesar was instantly buried under the debris of the collapsing building. His shining blond hair and agile figure disappeared beneath the rubble, which now formed a massive mountain of steel and concrete.

Fifty meters away from the collapsing building, Azazel had led the students to safety. They all stared at the scene in shock, gasping at the destruction.

Hank's eyes widened as he nervously swallowed, "Professor, are you sure this is just a sparring match?"

"This looks like they're trying to demolish the base!" Darwin chimed in, his scalp tingling with fear.

"Shouldn't we go and stop them?" The youngest, Sean, naively suggested.

"Stop those two? If you want to try, go ahead, but I'm not going!" Azazel shook his head vigorously. 

Just then, footsteps approached from behind, and the students turned to see Charles arriving.

"Professor!" 

"Charles!" 

"Thank goodness you're here!"

The students breathed a sigh of relief. Charles was their leader, the only one who could possibly mediate between Erik and Caesar.

"Alright, let's just watch from here. Let them fight it out," Charles said calmly, squinting at the chaos unfolding ahead. "Perhaps only Caesar can show Erik the limits of his powers."

Amid the dust and rubble, Erik gasped for air, his hands still in the downward motion. His sweat-soaked hair clung to his head, and his shirt was drenched, with droplets running down his pale cheeks. 

Manipulating the load-bearing metals of an entire building was already the limit of his abilities.

This devastating move, which he had initially prepared for larger battles, was his last resort against Caesar. Without using it, he knew he had no hope of even coming close to victory.

"Is it over?" 

Erik lowered his arms in exhaustion, gazing at the now-quiet mound of debris. But suddenly, the ground beneath it trembled.

*Thud!*

It was as if a monster was banging on the gates of hell. The tremors originated from deep within the mound and began to spread outward. After the first quake, the tremors continued, growing stronger and more frequent.

"No way..." 

Cold sweat dripped from Erik's forehead as he watched cracks form on the surface of the rubble. The cracks spread like a spiderweb, expanding rapidly until the entire structure was on the verge of collapse.

With a loud explosion, the rubble burst apart, and dust and stones rained down. From the newly created opening in the debris, a figure emerged. A gust of wind followed, sweeping away the dust cloud that obscured the scene.

"I've seen your tricks... Now it's my turn."

Caesar smiled like a demon, holding the bells in his hand as he slowly advanced toward Erik.

"This is impossible."

Erik, who had always prided himself on his strength, could not accept the fact that even after using his full strength, he hadn't managed to harm Caesar in the slightest.

"This is impossible!"

With a low growl, Erik raised his hands. Several broken steel pipes shot out, the sharp ends hurtling forcefully toward the back of Caesar's head.

Caesar paid no attention and continued walking forward at his own pace. When the steel pipes struck the back of his head, they made a dull yet crisp sound as if they had hit a diamond. The iron pipes immediately bent, with their sharp tips curling into twisted lumps.

"This..." Erik finally realized why his earlier attacks had been ineffective.

Was Caesar's ability immunity to physical attacks? Or was it some form of super-defense? But how could he also possess speeds faster than sound and the ability to fly?

The boy standing before him had completely shattered Erik's understanding of mutant abilities!

Before Erik could fully process this realization, Caesar was only three steps away from him.

"Ha!" Erik raised his hands, sending dozens of steel pipes into the air. This time, instead of attacking Caesar, they wrapped around his limbs and even his neck like ropes, attempting to restrain him.

The steel pipes bound Caesar tightly, and despite the immense force pulling him back, he didn't stop. He continued to step forward, moving lightly.

"Fall back! Fall back!" 

Erik's hands trembled uncontrollably. His magnetic manipulation, which could move hundreds of tons, was unable to stop the small figure of Caesar. Caesar's foot fell lightly, inching closer to Erik's reach.

"I'm going to attack now, Erik."

Caesar smiled faintly. Holding the bell in his left hand, he raised his right hand, bringing two fingers together like a sword, and slowly pointed them toward Erik.

As the fingers inched closer, Erik's body froze, and alarm bells rang in his mind. 

His instincts screamed that if he didn't move, he would surely die. The overwhelming sense of danger made it hard for him to breathe.

The fingers seemed slow but were, in reality, too fast to dodge.

"Ahhh!" Erik bit down hard on his lip, the pain barely keeping him conscious. He summoned several steel plates to block in front of him.

*Slash!*

Caesar's two fingers pierced through the steel plates as if they were tofu, stopping right at Erik's forehead. 

Just as the fingers made contact with his skin, Caesar halted the attack, leaving only a gust of wind painfully brushing across Erik's face.

So, this was what Azazel had referred to as the "finger blade."

The scraps of metal clattered to the ground, and Erik, feeling as though he had narrowly escaped death, collapsed to his knees. In a hoarse voice, he admitted, "I... lost."

"You didn't lose. You just failed in your challenge."

Caesar shrugged and jingled the bell near Erik's ear. "Come challenge me again next time. At least you made me warm up, which is pretty good."

"Just a warm-up, huh." Erik gave a bitter smile. The gap in strength between them was so vast that he couldn't even fathom trying to catch up.

"Class is dismissed early today. Go back and rest," Caesar said as he began walking away from the ruins. Halfway there, he suddenly stopped, as if remembering something.

"Oh, by the way, that last move of yours was quite impressive. But why do you always focus on using your abilities on a grand scale, instead of exploring them on a microscopic level?"

"Microscopic?" Erik lifted his head, a spark of clarity flashing in his confused eyes.

"I was just throwing it out there. Figure it out yourself," Caesar waved dismissively, not looking back as he headed toward the residential area.

"Microscopic... microscopic."

Erik remained where he was, muttering to himself. He looked down at his hands, his eyes growing brighter. "How could I have missed it? My magnetic abilities can control much more than just this junk metal..." 

*(End of chapter)*