David. Halle.

X-Men founder Charles. Francis. Xavier's biological son, gifted with the ability to schizophrenia and personality absorption......

Currently working for the U.S. government's mutant security services.

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If it weren't for the information on the fate card, Charles would have thought that just one person would be so powerful.

The spiritual power is super strong, and it is immune to the chaos spell that the charr can reach the soul directly.

Non-stop teleportation, fast reactions, not afraid of being blinded, and very smart.

Charles's strongest current means is still the spiritual attack derived from his spirit body, but at this moment, the power of Sensei is still maintaining the dream study, even if it is not restricted, he doesn't feel that the ability to release a certain amount of time can be faster than the other party's reaction speed.

So he had to do something else.

Pure telekinesis or chaos is just the initial use of spirit power, and only spell ability is the refined operation of the spirit body.

In fact, it's been a long time since the Charr has needed to use their magical abilities.

But that doesn't mean he won't.

Dark clouds shrouded it, the surrounding cold wind gusted, and the snow curtain that fell from the sky had evolved from thin at the beginning to a goose feather snow.

The snow obscured his vision, and the ubiquitous cold wind made David, who was clinging to the icy rock wall to prevent a sudden attack by the Charr, tremble, and a layer of ice-blue frost gradually spread on his body.

It's just that after the cold frozen into the bone marrow took effect to a certain extent, a bright blue light suddenly appeared in his body, so that the cold subsided, and the effect of freezing the soul was not resisted by anything, and he didn't see the slightest effect.

It's just that David seems to be boiling at the moment, his face is red, and his eyes are bloodshot.

Obviously, the longer the battle dragged on, the better it would be for the Charles. Because there is no time limit for the celestial phenomena above his head.

It's just that the enemy is not stupid, and when he really feels that the counterattack is hopeless, he will definitely flee in an instant, so Charles needs to defeat the enemy with one blow.

With the sound of a muttering incantation, a seemingly viscous gray mist appeared on Charles' five fingers, faintly connected to the gold-rimmed card, or seemed to instill something into it, so that the card continued to twist and soften.

The spell came to an end, and the cards floating in front of him eventually dissolved completely, forming a harp-like phantage that floated in front of him.

Seeing this, the other party felt a sudden warning in his heart, and looked at the hazy harp, and had an urge to run away regardless of it.

Just thinking about the promise he made before he came, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand, as if he was ready to make a preemptive strike.

It's a pity that his current state is not complete, even if he is in a good state, with the shadow of the resentful spirit, his attack will not be able to help Charles at all.

"Zheng ——!"

The slender five fingers passed over the hazy strings of the harp, and the crisp sound as if it crossed the real strings was born in an instant, and quickly spread in all directions!

The heavy snow falling around him was stagnant because of this, but the person who was being taken care of suddenly screamed, and the original gritted teeth and insistence immediately collapsed, and his face was half kneeling on the ground in pain.

"Zheng ——!"

The second piano sound sounded again, and the brown-haired young man who was already unable to support it immediately collapsed to the ground, trembling and unable to fight back, and even escaping seemed impossible!

White Bone Strings.

Through the medium of spiritual objects, an illusory harp is formed in front of the eyes, and as long as the music follows, the bones and muscle fascia in the target body will follow the rhythm and cause severe physical pain.

A simple mental attack obviously can't have an impact on this guy with strange mental power, but what about physical power?

The effect is obvious.

The guy who was originally a little strong, under two simple attacks, was captured like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered at the moment!

Normal bone strings don't actually have this kind of strength, but psychics' spells usually match their own spirit strength, so the effect is very strong at the moment.

It's just that Charles doesn't have any happy thoughts about it.

Although this guy in front of him is difficult, he is obviously still in the development stage, and from the memories of his previous life, it seems that this David's ability is not limited to the spiritual aspect, and since he only has this means at the moment, it seems that he has not fully grown.

That is, he is not yet a full-fledged Omega-level mutant, not yet one of the strongest.

"It seems that we need to be cautious in our actions in the future."

Looking at the young figure that had collapsed to the ground, gradually covered in frost and snow, Charles did not flick the strings a third time, but dissipated the harp with a thought.

He then walked towards the enemy.

However, Charles had only just gotten a little closer, when an illusory figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and under Charles's surprised gaze, he appeared to be a brown-haired young man.

But unlike the grim-faced young man just now, the expression that appeared in front of him at this moment was quite arrogant.

"You're strong. But I'm not weak either! A hoarse voice came out of the other's mouth.

"Without the restraint of the body, what are you going to do with me?"

Charles was really a little surprised by this, but he didn't have much interest in talking nonsense, and when he saw this guy appear, his eyes condensed, and he instantly appeared behind this soul body.

His ability to teleport is behind any living form, so is a soul without a physical body considered a living body?

Obvious.

It's just that this situation is the same as before, as soon as he appeared behind the other party, the other party instantly transferred to another place as if it was synchronized with his rhythm.

Unfortunately, the situation is different at this time than last time.

The one-handed sword in Charr's hand that swells with black mist is used to slash souls in defiance of entities, and while incomplete, it also inherits Deathwing's ability to drain it.

Without the protection of the body, the pure soul body, what can he use to resist the attraction of this weapon on the soul?

So when Charles teleported the next time, the black mist on the surface of the weapon in his hand that had been transformed into a scythe rippled at some point, and the figure that was about to teleport away again trembled, and the body that was originally like a substance immediately became hazy, turning into wisps of gray smoke that were constantly absorbed by the scythe behind.

He wanted to struggle to get out, but unfortunately even an angel couldn't escape from the suction of this thing, let alone a human being, so that in just a second or two, the original big living person was completely turned into smoke and dissipated.

Under the dark sky, the valley is calm in the goose feather snow.

Charles thought the battle was basically over. It's just that when he looked at the enemy's real body, he was stunned to find that around the target that had been frozen into ice, there were two identical figures at this moment!

The appearance is exactly the same, with a slender figure, wearing a brown T-shirt, jeans and sneakers.

"What the hell is this ability?"

He frowned, and then appeared instantly, and with a sweep of the scythe in his hand, he directly absorbed the two figures.

But at the same time, the swept place was reborn with new figures, and not only here, in other places around, figures of the same appearance appeared one after another, gradually spreading, surging with people, and finally even covering the entire valley!

The figure within a certain range of the charr was absorbed by the scythe, but the one that was a little farther away was not affected, and everyone's indifferent gaze looked at the charr, and the hundreds of spiritual powers continued to invade his body, resisted by the shadow of the resentful spirit.

The individual effect is not eye-catching, but with the accumulation of quantity, he has a feeling that he can't support it gradually!?

David. Haller, a future omega-class mutant with abilities of schizophrenia and personality absorption.

Nicknamed the Great Crowd and the Legion, one person is both an army.

At the moment, it seems that he has been stimulated by Charles's various methods, and his spirit has begun to split.

The human variant of the mutant world was clearly different from the caster spirit he knew to be. A moment ago he was a slightly difficult weakling, but now he has grown into a problem?

Charles tried to swing his scythe to cut through the frozen human body beneath his feet, but although he could bring out a hazy figure each time, the thing seemed endless, no matter how fast he was, and it didn't stop flowing.

Standing under the rock wall and looking at the hazy crowd shrouded in snowy nights, Charles finally gave up his useless actions.

"It's open, right?"

With a toothache, he disappeared in an instant, and then flickered again. Eventually disappeared from the eyes of all "people".

As a result, the blizzard quietly stopped, and the black clouds that had gathered in the sky began to dissipate in all directions.

The illusory figures looked at the main body that was tightly frozen by the ice crystals.

I didn't see any movement from them, but the ice on the young man who was frozen in the ice was getting thinner and thinner, and it looked like it would not be long before he would be completely free

It's just a pity that before he could really recover, a golden light suddenly radiated, and this guy who looked like a dead corpse disappeared in an instant!

At the same time, the large crowds that covered the entire valley disappeared.