Sentinels, mutant killers, or the orderly serial numbering engraved into each steel body can represent the most feared things of our age.

No one can know exactly how these machines were developed, and even Professor X, who is a master of the sect, only knows that this qiē is related to the Demon Girl.

The ever-changing appearance comes from the Demon Shape, and the energy core that contains a huge amount of energy in the body does not know where it comes from.

Before capturing and dissecting the hapless Sentinel, both Professor X and Magneto believed that the Sentinels were powered by nuclear energy, and that they must have small reactors in their bodies.

Only the energy produced by a nuclear reactor is enough for the Sentinels to squander.

But then they found out they were wrong.

The energy core that supports Sentinel activities and combat is not a reactor at all, but a device that neither Professor X nor Magneto can distinguish.

It was like a heart made of steel, and the golden light that overflowed from the 'heart' is still vivid in Professor X's mind.

"How many cores do you need?"

Professor X had a straight face, and he was excited at this moment.

"That's right, only Brady's 'drive' ability is enough for the sentinel......s to squander!

The thoughts in his mind became clearer and clearer, and he had already believed Mo Ye's words.

After all, even if he was deceived and failed, he still had another way to go.

Professor X is a man who knows how to 'take away', and even the Sentinels can't really kill him.

"I've killed a lot of sentinels over the years, but I've only managed to capture and absorb less than fifty energy cores. Mo Ye was still facing the window, but as he said this, he raised his right hand to his chest, "Fifty cores, fifty drops of blood; ”

"Smack!"

A golden fireball appeared out of thin air in Mo Ye's palm, levitating and rotating slightly like a golden lotus.

"...... this?"

None of the people present could see through the magic of this world, the fireball exploded and then annihilated, and only a wisp of heat remained in the air.

"This is the embodiment of the 'drive' ability, the essence of light and heat, energy, which is now temporarily stored in my right hand. ”

Mo Xie finally turned around from the window, his face was as pale as water.

Now that the lie is gone, it's time to talk about the plan.

"Core of fifty parts...... Just a little bit of power?"

Mo Ye's words had already been made clear, and Magneto frowned.

"Fifty drops of the body's blood, it's good to have this effect!" Mo Xie snorted, "Okay, I've already said what needs to be said, and then you can choose to help me, or you can choose to stand by and watch." ”

With his arms crossed, Mo Ye looked coldly at the two old foxes in front of him.

At this moment, in fact, Mo Ye's heart was empty, because he felt that it would be difficult to be convincing with his eloquence and acting skills.

But this is already the most ideal state he can do, and the talent to convince others is not in Mo Ye.

For this performance, Mo Xie has written enough scripts, as for the effect......

"Eric, I think so. ”

From the angle that Mo Xie spied on, Professor X had already used his spiritual power to chat with Magneto.

"Charles, this is a bottomless pit! a dozen or so sentinels can still be taken with our standards, but fighting with the sentinels is too dangerous, even you I dare not say that I can survive every time. And if this kid wants to count by thousands, then even if he fights these two old bones, it's useless. ”

Magneto is far-sighted, he is right, since Mo Xie is planning to brush points, he does not plan to earn a small amount of more than a dozen 'heads'.

Of course, the more things like 'human heads', the better.

"Try it first, and if it doesn't work out in a month, we'll have time to go that way again. "Professor X can think about it.

"Charles, you can be resurrected infinitely anyway, of course you are not afraid!" Magneto almost roared, but since Mo Ye was still in front of him, he swallowed his voice back alive, and only let out a cough, "Forget it! It's up to you! a month!

"Good. Professor X spoke, "Mo Xie, we will help you hunt the sentinels, but the time limit is one month, if it doesn't work out after a month......"

"If it doesn't work out after a month, then I'll join your team and find another way out according to the professor's wishes!"

Mo Xie picked up Professor X's words, his eyes full of determination.

"Good!" Professor X laughed heartily and held out his right hand to Mo Ye.

The two gnarled hands clasped together again.

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The cold night froze the snow that melted during the day, whether it was originally flowing on the ground or in a kettle.

The only way to get drinking water during the night is through fire.

There was a rudimentary pot hanging over the campfire, and this pot had only a rough appearance, not so much a pot as a steel plate that had been dented by some external force.

There was a puddle of steaming snow water in the grooves of the steel plates, and the water on the snow field boiled quickly, but not very hot.

By the campfire, two figures sat casually, each holding a large piece of meat in their hands, chewing indiscriminately and pouring hot water from the pot into their mouths.

The meat is half-raw, and it can only be counted as a thawed level.

This kind of meat is extremely difficult to eat, whether it is to be bitten or swallowed, it is simply impossible to do without hot water.

It's just that the campfire is right in front of them, so why don't they cook the meat?

"Brother, there shouldn't be anyone around here, can we be careful and cook the meat a little bit?"

The slightly shorter figure sitting by the campfire complained, and the firelight illuminated his face clearly, but it was Zhang Xiaosu.

As young as he is, it is expected that he can't gnaw hard bones.

"I said be careful, it's already a risk to build a bonfire!

Zhang Xiaohu took a bite of the meat in his hand fiercely, and then poured several large mouthfuls of hot water down, swallowing a mouthful of meat almost without chewing.

Ru Mao drinks blood, which is the word that can best describe Zhang Xiaohu at this moment.

"Don't we have guns!"

Zhang Xiaosu said casually, as if just to give himself an excuse and to cheer himself up with this sentence, he slowly stretched the piece of meat in his hand into the fire.

"Smack!"

Zhang Xiaosu's hand was hit on the head before he could stretch out half the distance.

The old metal canister mixed with hot water directly smashed Zhang Xiaosu to the ground.

"The fire was extinguished after five minutes. Zhang Xiaohu seemed to be a machine without a trace of emotion, "You can eat the meat cuts, if you can't eat them, don't eat them!"

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