The alloy warhead's flight speed was extremely fast; with the initial velocity provided by Magneto's electromagnetic pulse, it accelerated to an astonishing degree the moment it entered Earth's atmosphere.
Converted into units of measurement, its speed had already reached over Mach 25.
This speed seemed similar to Zhou Yi's maximum speed, but one should not forget that its own weight and volume were far greater than that of a human.
Its self-weight of over four hundred tons, coupled with a volume exceeding one hundred cubic meters, gave it an unimaginable amount of kinetic energy.
Its material was also super-dense alloy, decomposed and reassembled under Magneto's control.
If one were to truly make a comparison, this alloy kinetic warhead could be seen as a genuine meteor with a high metal content.
Allowing it to fall freely like this, let alone Paris, even the entirety of France, or even Europe, could experience sufficiently massive geological changes.
Merely destroying a city and causing natural disasters like earthquakes and tsunamis in that city would be the most optimistic outcome.
More seriously, this kinetic alloy warhead could trigger small-scale plate shifts, leading to the collective eruption of volcanoes that should not be activated.
If it truly came to that, humanity would face a very cold season.
A large amount of volcanic ash would be enough to plunge the World into winter prematurely, or even a sudden glacial period.
After Medusa's simulation program yielded such conclusions, Zhou Yi had already set two absolute goals for himself: first, to intercept this alloy warhead no matter what; second, he absolutely had to make Magneto taste the power of his fists.
Driven by the pressure, his speed surged, and gravity and even the air created immense pressure on his progress.
But the greatest pressure came from the massive alloy warhead above his head; its Aura during descent was clearly perceived by Zhou Yi from a great distance.
And it was precisely because he perceived its existence that Zhou Yi was shocked by the kinetic energy it carried.
This thing absolutely could not be allowed to hit the ground.
His Mental Energy field erupted completely, and a Mental Energy wall, harder than any wall in the World, blocked directly beneath the alloy warhead.
That was Zhou Yi's first line of defense; in his anticipation, this Mental Energy wall would absorb most of the kinetic energy, thereby directly reducing the warhead's descent kinetic energy by more than half.
However, he had not expected that the super-dense alloy created by Magneto possessed a penetrative power he could not possibly estimate.
In just an instant, the alloy warhead pierced through the Mental Energy wall he had constructed, and the kinetic energy carried by the warhead shattered the entire Mental Energy wall into dust before he could even react.
Originally, Zhou Yi had intended to forcibly withstand the first wave of impact with his Mental Energy, thereby weakening the entire warhead's kinetic energy.
That way, he could calmly dissipate his Mental Energy and use other methods to deal with this massive alloy warhead.
But he had not expected his Mental Energy wall to be so fragile in front of this kinetic warhead, and the process of it destroying his Mental Energy wall was so violent.
This plunged his brain into chaos and pain in an instant.
The feeling was like having a red-hot iron rod brutally pierce through his prefrontal lobe, causing signals of pain to spread throughout his entire nervous System.
And this mental pain was directly manifested externally.
Blood flowed from Zhou Yi's eyes and nostrils; unlike normal people, his blood was extremely hot, presenting a very conspicuous bright red color overall.
When his blood dripped inside his helmet, the helmet's self-inspection System immediately activated a low-temperature fire suppression procedure.
Some icy inert gas directly sprayed onto Zhou Yi's face, barely bringing his pain-stricken brain back to consciousness.
As soon as his brain cleared, Zhou Yi regained control of his body.
Although his limbs were still somewhat numb and piercing noise still echoed in his ears, overall, his condition had recovered.
Compared to a human Physique, his body's recovery capabilities were absolutely monstrous.
And as soon as he recovered, Zhou Yi fixed his gaze on the rapidly falling alloy warhead above.
Having pierced through his Mental Energy wall, its kinetic energy had only been reduced by an extremely slight amount, having almost no impact on its overall kinetic energy.
It still resembled a meteor, trailing a long fiery tail, carrying an Aura capable of destroying everything as it flew towards the Earth.
Seeing that the alloy warhead had already entered the stratosphere, Zhou Yi resolutely abandoned auxiliary methods and directly met it head-on from below.
Time no longer allowed him to prepare.
He could only give it his all.
The ultra-high temperature heat ray began to output at maximum power, with temperatures soaring from a hundred thousand degrees, quickly reaching a peak.
That was a super temperature approaching four hundred thousand degrees Celsius, possessing both high radiation and destructive power; in essence, this ray was no different from the high-intensity rays derived from the Sun.
The ultra-high temperature directly penetrated the warhead; a beam of light as thick as a waist easily melted the outer structure of the alloy warhead, but completely melting and destroying this massive warhead would obviously require a considerable amount of time, and what Zhou Yi lacked was precisely time.
At this warhead's speed, it would take less than ten seconds to hit its intended target, but at Zhou Yi's ray melting speed, it would still retain most of its body structure upon impact.
If that were the case, it would mean that Zhou Yi's interception had no effect whatsoever.
Even if only one-tenth of its volume remained, it would still be the end of the World for the city.
So he had to do more.
Looking at the rapidly falling massive warhead, Zhou Yi gritted his teeth.
He flew up close.
In less than a second, he appeared directly beneath the warhead.
However, very wisely, he did not attempt to directly collide with this behemoth with his body.
Because the outcome was self-evident; the forces generated when two supersonic objects collide are not calculated by one plus one.
Even Zhou Yi had no confidence in surviving that kind of power.
So he changed his method.
He flew backward at super-high speed.
This method allowed his speed to basically maintain a stable state with the alloy warhead.
In this state, he simultaneously melted the kinetic warhead's metal body with his ray at close range and set up a powerful repulsive force field on his body.
He did not dare to directly withstand such an impact with his body, but with the aid of the force field, he was willing to try.
And he could only try this way.
There were no other options.
Because the scope of Magneto's attack far exceeded his imagination.
In this situation, he could not retreat, nor could he evade.
Below him was Paris, where countless humans lived, including his mother, sister, and girlfriend.
With these people, he could not afford to retreat.
Once he retreated or evaded, countless lives would end, and the most important people to him would also face the same threat.
This was something he absolutely could not tolerate; even for them, he had to use his body to hold up this behemoth.
The alloy warhead had already made contact with the repulsive force field he had set up.
The kinetic penetration instantly thinned his repulsive force field.
The immense power even directly pressed onto his body, causing all his bones to crackle.
He desperately held up the warhead's main body with both hands, and his body, which had been retreating in the air, slowly stopped.
This action was tantamount to directly bearing all the kinetic energy it carried; when this kinetic energy fully pressed down, the repulsive force field was already difficult to maintain.
Zhou Yi, exerting all his strength, could only barely make these repulsive forces share a portion of the kinetic energy without collapsing.
As for the remaining kinetic energy, it all fell upon him.
The nanometal on his palms had completely collapsed; the black metal particles were directly incinerated into ash by the ultra-high temperature emanating from the warhead.
This caused his hands to directly contact the scorching metal surface, but his skin, far more resistant to high temperatures than nanometal, allowed him to almost ignore this temperature.
He even used the heat ray to melt the warhead at close range, and his hands reached into the almost molten alloy.
His hands appeared to stretch, but this was actually an illusion; his hands maintained a consistent posture without change, it was the alloy warhead that was changing.
Its melting metal shell began to gradually engulf his arms as he held it up.
If he could use his arms, he might be able to destroy this warhead more effectively.
But he couldn't; he could only barely maintain a small repulsive force field, pushing the molten metal into a flattened shape, hoping to reduce some of the kinetic energy by increasing the contact surface area.
As for his hands, the moment they took on the alloy warhead, they lost all other functions.
He could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking in his left arm, and even most of his muscles were torn and damaged.
Blood vessels also began to burst, causing his subcutaneous skin to appear a bizarre bright red, and even distorted heat waves could be seen emerging from his skin.
However, these were completely indistinguishable under the disguise of the melting metal.
This physical pain was no better than the sudden mental shock he had just experienced, but compared to before, Zhou Yi clearly felt the alloy warhead's descent speed slowing down.
This achievement made him temporarily forget the pain in his body and instead persevere with all his strength.
His left arm was no longer able to exert force, forcing him to use his shoulder to bear the kinetic energy.
And as his injured arm moved slightly, the kinetic energy immediately seized the opening.
The force suddenly deepened, causing all his muscles to swell.
This was the human body's natural reaction under external pressure, and because of this natural reaction, the armor from his arm to his shoulder was directly cracked by his muscles.
The nanometal, already damaged by the kinetic penetration, could no longer fully provide protection; it turned into particles, detaching from its main body.
Having lost part of his armor, Zhou Yi still barely managed to maintain the situation.
His shoulder pressed against the other side of the warhead.
The penetrating force caused severe contusions to his shoulder and back muscles, but compared to the initial injury to his arm, it was indeed much better.
This also indicated a problem: the alloy warhead's kinetic energy had begun to significantly decrease.
The land was not far below; it was time for a final effort.
Zhou Yi firmly pressed the warhead on him with his shoulder, and his free right hand began to launch ultra-high-speed bombardments at the side of the warhead.
Countless punches landed on the body of the warhead's side.
This high-speed punching not only began to disrupt its descent direction but also gradually eroded its last remaining kinetic energy.
Although, due to the reaction force, Zhou Yi's right hand also received the same impact force, he still did not stop.
His fists, like bullets shot from a metal storm, landed on the warhead's body.
Each impact was accompanied by a huge crashing sound.
Broken metal, molten debris, and dark particles diffused around his swinging fists, looking from afar like a splash of fiery rain.
Along with it came his roar; his painful roar made him sound like a dying but still majestic Dragon.
This scene deeply shook the hearts of all humans below.
And with Zhou Yi's actions, the kinetic warhead's potential energy finally dissipated to almost nothing.
Aside from its own weight, it had absolutely no kinetic energy left.
It was on Zhou Yi's shoulder, and all its movements were controlled by him.
This meant that it was no longer a weapon, but merely a massive piece of trash.
When Zhou Yi held up this behemoth and landed on the ground, everyone held their breath.
There was no terrifying impact as imagined; the Earth was safe and sound, without the slightest tremor.
The strata were also undamaged; on Zhou Yi's shoulder, he couldn't even touch the ground.
Therefore, the crisis had completely ceased to exist.
The remaining human residents of Paris let out Earth-shattering cheers, and amidst these cheers, Zhou Yi fiercely punched through the alloy warhead on him.
The broken metal shell was instantly torn into two huge halves, and with his foot on this massive shell, Zhou Yi shrugged his shoulders.
He roared at Magneto, "Come on, let's have the second round.
Let everyone witness your failure."