However, the expected bloody scene did not appear.

......

Because the bullets stopped.....

It was so quiet, hovering in mid-air, only a few centimeters away from the demonic woman's body......

The Shapelet smiled casually,...... Her hand, at the moment when the machine gun fired, was already pressed on the switch of the defensive field.

And that old man, for so many years, whether as an enemy or a friend, will not disappoint.

The role of this defensive field is to reduce the influence of the ability, so when it was originally designed, it was considered that if the base was attacked internally, but because of the defensive field, the reinforcements from the outside could not be used in time.

So, his switches were designed to be exceptionally sensitive.

0.3 seconds

Probably, this is the time between the closure of the defensive force field and the pouring of bullets out of the chamber.

This interval is very short, less than the moment of a person's blink.

But there was metal in the bullets, and there was an old man drinking tea above the clouds......

So, this moment is enough.

The bullets fell, and the rows of machine guns had stopped firing, and a pair of large, invisible hands instantly ripped all the weapons out of the wall, and then kneaded them into clumps of iron balls.

At this moment, this secret military base no longer belongs to his managers.

Immediately afterward, a loud roar began to erupt from the ground, and an earthquake erupted.

On the flying machine, Ziliang's cigarette had not yet been smoked, but he saw the old man opposite put down his teacup.

"Oh, they succeeded?" He asked.

Magneto smiled, "yes, it's already worked." ”

As he spoke, a helmet floated over the cabin and onto Magneto's hand.

"This thing was made for Charles back then, and although I don't need it anymore, I've been wearing it for a long time, and I'm always used to wearing it when I'm doing business." Magneto said a little helplessly, and then slowly put this unadorned helmet on his head.

It was made of lead-coated metal, and it was heavy and thick, and a shadow hung over Magneto's face, covering a little wrinkle, making him look not much different from what he had been decades ago.

"Wait a minute." He said lightly.

Before he could finish speaking, the floor beneath his feet slowly flowed to the sides as if it had turned into a sticky chocolate sauce...... A hole appeared.

And Magneto, just naturally, fell out of that hole.

......

......

Central location in the Sahara Desert.

The earthquake continued, the sea of sand boiling, as if countless explosives were detonated at the same time, and the earth was lifted open, and with the huge force of the impact splashed into the sky, obscuring the sky and the sun.

In the dust, a slightly rickety figure was quietly suspended in mid-air, his hand was on his chest, slowly rising upward, as if holding something, and the whole earth roared more and more with his trembling hands.

Magneto is 107 years old this year, and although the body of mutants will live longer than normal humans, it is still not immortal.

Therefore, most people at this age are also enough to be classified as dying and disease-ridden.

Magneto, of course, is no exception.

However, in addition to Parkinson's precursors, this old man seems to have inherited the old stubborn mind common to old people of this age.

He wanted to see the old people before he was thrown into the nursing home.

Can't you just fulfill your wishes?

No?

Then the old man will lose his temper...... I'm always a little grumpy when I'm older.

If your own nanny doesn't let it, she will lose her temper with the nanny, and if the world doesn't let it, then she will lose her temper with the world.

It's just destroying armies, blowing up missiles that fly at you, raising islands from the bottom of the ocean, moving mountains, changing rivers, causing floods, causing earthquakes, and prying magnetic poles.

Maybe the world may have forgotten that a long, long time ago, a guy called Magneto was always doing these things. If it weren't for the fact that an old bastard named Professor X was always making trouble, maybe the mutant society would have come a long time ago.

yes, that old bastard called Professor X......

Thinking of this, Magneto smiled, as if he was recalling many, many past events.

His hand was raised a little higher, and the entire desert beneath his feet began to rise into the sky...... The sea of sand turned into a waterfall and began to pour down. In the midst of this deafening roar, a steel structure larger than an aircraft carrier was lifted into the air by an invisible force.

Magneto, dug out the entire base, more than 300 meters below Warsaw!

"Charles...... You're going to have to treat me to tea......"

......

......

At the same time, inside the base, all the departments were completely in chaos.

Since most of the employees here are recruited or brainwashed into repeating work every day, they don't know what they are going through now, and they don't know who is the enemy and who is the friend.

......

Still, in the deepest part of the base, there are some people who know what the hell is going on.

In a huge space, countless displays are still running.

"Radar fails, all weapons and devices fail!"

"An emergency signal has been sent, but there has been no response from any of the districts!"

"We were surrounded by a huge magnetic force...... Moreover, we have detached ourselves from our original position, and now, we are 124 meters above the ground. ”

"It's 125 meters and it's still climbing......"

Everyone is reporting what they're getting.

"Find me the source of the magnetic field!" A man suddenly shouted in a commanding tone...... The voice was a woman.

After a few seconds......

"Found it!"

A staff member said, before the words fell, the largest screen in the entire space, there was a picture of yellow sand, in the dust, a very small figure floating, plus wearing a helmet, no one could see the person's appearance.

However...... The moment this image appears.

A woman slowly stood up...... Her eyes were fixed on the small remnant of her limbs, her fists clenched.

"Release the hypnotic gas to silence the mongrels running around the base." She said lightly.

Then, he turned around and walked towards the exit of the space.

Everyone was panicked, they didn't know what to do, and it stands to reason that in such a crisis, it seems that the woman who was called the "general" should stay here and direct the response of the entire base.

However, no one dared to ask more questions, asking what this woman wanted to do?

Everyone could only watch her walk out of the control room in silence......

Only the last strands of scarlet hair remained, and a faint whisper, like the chirping of some kind of bird......