Ever since the last unpleasant encounter with the magnetic princess on the street, Wanda had always cared a little bit about it.

When asked, Wanda didn't really know what it was that made her care. She couldn't tell, but the girl and the scene of that day seemed to linger in her mind since the fight with the green-haired mutant girl.

Lorna Dane, that's the mutant girl's name, and it's easy to find out with Wanda's authority in Skysword. As Wanda already knows, Lona's superpower is magnetic control, and she is born with the ability to manipulate metal - just like a well-known radical mutant in the past. Skysword's records show that Lorna Dane has been operating with the mutant named John Prodestar all these years. They searched for their compatriots everywhere, looking for people willing to join them, and established an underground organization of mutants who avoided the eyes and ears of the authorities.

The Sentinel Secret Service, which specializes in dealing with mutant problems, and the peek-a-boo they have been playing for many years have not been able to discover the stronghold of their small group, but this information has already been learned by Heavenly Sword. It's just that mutants have never been the focus of Tianjian's attention, so Tianjian's attitude has always been to watch and see and never interfere.

Lorna's mutant group is located in Mexico, and Wanda has wanted to check it out for a long time, but she has been busy until recently and finally been able to spare time. She took advantage of this spare weekend to rush to Mexico, found the building described in the intelligence, and stopped outside the door for a moment.

First of all, it's very obvious that she's not here to fight. She wanted to see the girl who controlled the magnetism one more time, and wanted to talk to her face to face......

...... But what to talk about? You can't always say – hey, hello, remember me? yes, the witch who fought you on Broadway? That's right, I think your hair is well dyed and your hairstyle is beautiful, so I made a special trip to talk about it...... Well...... Obviously not so good.

No matter. Wanda walked straight up the steps in front of the door and knocked on the door.

It didn't matter what she said, she just kind of wanted to see that girl. And she had a gut feeling that maybe they would have something to say when they met.

But there was no response.

Strange to say, if this is really a stronghold of mutants, and they have been hiding under the Sentinel Secret Service for a long time, then at least one or two people should be on duty near the gate or something, right? But not to mention the sentry, there is no breath of living people in this area nearby, which is really a bit weird.

Could it be that the intelligence is wrong, they are not here at all?

Wanda tried to push the door down, but it didn't even lock, and it just creaked open. Sunlight shredded by the branches and leaves of the old wood shone in through the doorway, illuminating the wooden floor.

The hall was eerie, almost eerily quiet.

The building is a two-storey structure, with a long cloister surrounding the hall. The hall was furnished with sofas and long tables, and there were various indications that the place had been inhabited for at least a few days...... A lot of people. But none of them are at home now.

So either they perceive that their position is exposed and suddenly decide to move all of them, or they ......

A door in the hall slowly opened.

Wanda turned around and saw a green-haired, wallet-and-denim, frost-skinned girl standing behind the door, with a puzzling smile on her lips.

Lorna Dane was the person she was looking for. But how does it feel like there's something weird about it?

"Hey," Wanda said, suppressing her doubts, stepping forward, "I know we didn't get along very well last time, but I'm here to talk." I don't want to ......"

Lorna jerked up her arm, holding a rectangular pistol in her hand - at least it looked a little like a gun. Wanda's pupils shrank, and the chaos magic was released almost instinctively, and the crimson light swept outward around her, violently pushing the electricity released from the gun, and at the same time pushing Lorna's entire body away, smashing the door behind her.

"You're not her." Wanda frowned, chaos magic encircling her body, "Who are you?" ”

"Lorna Dane" slowly got up, ignoring it. She raised her arm mechanically, and the stun gun was aimed at Wanda again, and there was not a single fluctuation in her eyes, almost like a dead man.

Wanda flicked her fingers, and the crimson magic suddenly removed the firearm from her hand. "Lorna" did not give up, jumped up, pulled out a dagger and stabbed it. Wanda grabbed her wrist with a backhand, and pressed the palm of her other hand on her chest, and the magic exploded, instantly shaking "Lona" out of the air, and falling heavily to the ground and no longer moving.

Deal with the enemy, but Wanda did not let up. The release of chaos magic has greatly enhanced her senses, and the ubiquitous magic in the space is like a messenger for her, allowing her to perceive corners beyond her eyes.

Wanda stood still in the darkness for a few seconds, and suddenly her right palm was raised, and a crimson light shot out like a spiral spear. A wall was blasted through, and the figure lurking behind it was blown away and crashed into the living room.

There is one left.

The last person hid in the shadows not far from Wanda's side, and seeing that the lurking seemed to be ineffective, he simply pounced, waving a bright blade in his hand and slashing straight at Wanda's neck. With a lift of her left hand, Crimson Mana captured the blade, and with a hook of her fingers, it came out of the man's hand. Following her figure, she kicked him in the chest, and suddenly kicked the person on his back and fell down, and there was no movement.

Wanda walks over to Lorna, who fell first, and discovers that her entire face has changed. That face is typical of the hideous face that you probably can't sleep at night after you take one look, like a typical example of a failed plastic surgery. It was a woman with half of her face distorted, her lips were flat and thick, and the left half of her face was covered with blood blisters.

Wanda tried to perceive it with chaos magic, and what she found was even more astonishing. Neither this woman nor the other two who were already lying down could be said to be purely human. More than 70 percent of their body parts have been replaced with machines, a bit like the Robocops in old movies.

But their brains are still human brains, which means telepathy works for them. Wanda tried to invade their minds, to see where their identities came from, and what was going on in the place. Graphic information from their memories raced through her mind like a slideshow, and only a minute later she knew what had happened in this place.

"Alright," Wanda withdrew her mana and furrowed her eyebrows, "that's fine." ”