"Hey, it's here. ”

In the golden chamber, the blonde young man holding the tablet terminal let out a laugh.

He covered his face, the smile leaking from his fingers twisted.

Even in this secret room, where no one else was around, he didn't want anyone to see the expression on his face at this moment.

On the screen in his hand, dozens of mechanical sentinels surrounded a man, and they locked the man with their bodies.

Their bodies had fused together, and the man tried in many ways, but he could only be restrained.

The blonde knew that he would soon see the 'mutant' in the lab who dared to challenge his authority.

He was convinced that the study of this sample would allow him to take his skills to the next level.

When he thought about the research and results that followed, he couldn't wait.

But when he took his hand off his face and put his eyes back on the screen, he saw the last thing he wanted to see.

"No!"

The heavily wrapped man didn't know what kind of means he used, and the flying machine on his back burst out with unprecedented power.

The bright pillar of fire resembles the tail of a meteor.

The man resolutely rushed towards the center of the explosion in the air.

The battle of the trapped beasts is originally self-destructive.

"Stop him!"

The blonde youth, with his hands in unison, swiped across the screen several times before typing in a series of commands.

However, it was already too late.

It takes time for the order to be delivered, and the location of the incident is so far away from the base that there must be a 0.5 second delay for this order.

Not to mention the time it takes for him to give the order itself.

The 'large iron orb' composed of the mechanical sentinels had approached the center of the explosion during this delay.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The blonde youth frantically pressed the screen, like an elementary school student in an old-fashioned Internet café who frantically typed enter because it had been on for too long and felt impatient.

However, the huge, black 'iron ball' finally rushed into the light of the explosion, and finally there was not even a shadow to be seen.

"No!"

The blonde youth jerked off the tablet in his hand, and he jumped up from his chair.

“Ｆｕ￥％ｃｋ！”

He yelled, a crisp 'click' mixed in with the roar.

The terminal tablet was crushed by him.

……

"Whew!"

The corners of Mo Ye's mouth were bleeding, and his eyes were already a little bulging.

He's in terrible shape right now.

The 'Hui Lan' that had already been redeemed for the Holy Scripture had not yet arrived, and he had the illusion that his consciousness was about to fall out.

It was pitch black in front of him, and at this moment he couldn't tell whether it was the pitch-black body of the sentry or the lingering black fog in front of him.

At this time, he didn't realize that he was flying towards the direction of the 'waterfall'.

If Mo Ye could clearly perceive his situation at this moment, then he would probably say a classic line:

"The whole world is cheating on me!"

The propulsion generated at the cost of destroying the 'Angel Wings' was not insignificant, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Xie and the sentinels who imprisoned him drove into the range of the explosion.

"Mr. Mo Xie, I'm afraid the space door is going to collapse this time! Please stay as far away as possible!"

There was a flickering sound from the communicator in my ear.

Mo Ye could hear the voice clearly, and he could even distinguish the weakness in the voice, but he couldn't respond to a single syllable flickering.

In addition to this:

"Ahh

He shouted briefly, letting out a trilling sound that emanated from the bottom of his throat.

The man was running out of air in his lungs, and he was running out of oxygen in his blood.

At the 'last moment of life', Mo Xie finally sent a distress signal to the people around him.

But, apparently, his signal was so tactful that no one but himself and some who had opened the 'God's Perspective' could understand it.

Therefore, it is natural that no one can help him in time.

"Boom!"

"......!"

The sound of explosions and inexplicable screams were mixed together, and they were the information that Mo Xie could clearly discern in his last moments of consciousness.

……

"Hey, am I too careful?"

The flicker that urged the 'copycat version of angel wings' had already flown out of the two miles, and she suddenly turned around.

The spatial doors in the distance, which were beyond their normal size, were finally destroyed by this world.

The sky on that side was like a hole had been torn open, and the hole was full of black shadows, like a wound that belonged to the world itself.

Then, the wound healed quickly, as if it had happened to Logan, and the clear, pale blue sky was like new flesh, quickly filling the black.

It only took a few breaths for the sky to return to its original state.

There were no pitch-black wounds.

There is no corroded space door in the present world.

There is no 'waterfall' that runs through heaven and earth.

Even the mechanical sentinels hovering in the sky have lost their tracks.

If it weren't for the fact that the pits and chasms on the ground still objectively existed, Flicker would almost have thought that everything he had just experienced was just an illusion.

"Mr. Mo Ye?"

She was driven by an uneasy emotion in her heart to stop, and she searched the world with her eyes, but she did not see the familiar figure.

The man in the sword world seemed to have disappeared along with the sentinels, and no matter how much Ren Flickered shouted in the channel, there was no response.

Looking at the cracked earth under his feet and the rare clear sky, he flickered and shouted.

"Mr. Mo Xie!"

She had a bad guess in her head.

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"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?!"

Brady's apartment, 1973.

Charles and the others have already made initial contact with Brady, and they are very reassuring.

Based on the information he received from his elderly self, Charles explained the current situation of mutants and the difficulties they faced in a few words.

This amount of information is a bit large......

So as soon as he heard that mutants had become the public enemy of mankind and would be exterminated to the point of almost extinction in the future, Brady, as a member of the mutants, was half cold.

He turned and walked away.

In his words, it's 'It looks like labor and management are about to be arrested, so before I can do it, I'll have to play a big ticket.'

Needless to ask, not even Charles had to read his mind to know what Brady meant by 'playing big'.

It's definitely not a small scene like double flying or triple flying......

"A great man who shows his extraordinary aspects at a young age......"

Charles found a reason for Brady, and in doing so, he persuaded himself not to do something drastic and forcibly take him away.

But Hank wasn't that easy to talk to.

Damn!

It's about to be a catastrophe!

The future of mutants is on you!

Why do you have such an attitude?!

Looking for a fight?!

A beast is a beast, and Hank grabbed Brady's collar directly from behind, and he shot so fast and hard that he almost broke Brady's neck.

Then Brady let out the opening scream.

"Listen! In the future! You will become a great warrior and will even lead some of us!"

Hank said aloud, anger in his tone, but more of a disgust.

That's right, disgust.

As a top student with excellent character and learning during school, Hank was bullied by gangsters a lot when he was a child.

By this time, Brady's image as a 'good boy' had overlapped with the gangsters in Hank's memory.

"Hey, hey, hey, there's something to say!"

Brady tugged at his collar so as not to suffocate.

He shouted loudly, but his voice was a little staccato.

"But!"

Hank continued,

"You're just a thug now, a disgusting parasite, a coward, and a shame to be joined by someone like you!"

No one stopped Hank's movements.

Charles and Logan both know how terrifying the 'Complete' 'Brady' is, and that a person as strong as that is, even in his 'infancy', is not weak.

And, most importantly, the smell of ruffians on Brady's body and the decisive withdrawal just now made the two of them uncomfortable.

So, they felt that it was okay to lend Hank's hand to teach Brady a lesson.