Seeing the ancient one and others who suddenly appeared in front of him, McRae on the side was silent for a moment and then pursed his lips, wanting to take two sips of cigars, but unfortunately, at the moment when McRae was chirping, he found that he didn't know when the cigar in his mouth had fallen to the ground.

Before McRae could think about it, a black man in a dark green robe bent down to help him pick it up, wipe it clean and help put it in his mouth.

Comfortably exhaling a smoke ring, McRae also looked at the black man beside him.

"Thanks, man. What is your name? ”

"Me? My name is Mo Du, and I am a disciple of the Ancient One Master who sat down. Holding an ordinary-looking wooden staff in his hand, Mordo's face was full of casualness. Dimensional mages are mysterious to the material world, and even organizations such as S.H.I.E.L.D. have heard of dimensional mages, and even have strong doubts about their existence...... After all, most dimensional mages will choose to cultivate silently in a pure place like a hermit. An existence that simply releases energy outwards like a laser eye is a lump of plasticine in the eyes of the dimensional mage. After all, all energy weapons can be regarded as younger brothers in front of dimensional mages, especially the kind of energy that cannot be controlled after being released, and it is the legendary younger brother.

"Anyway, you're all here for the ashes?"

Hearing this, Mordo on the side nodded, he is a talkative person himself, and staying with McRae can be said to smell like each other.

"Of course. Mr. Ash and Miss Hela once helped us defuse an attack by the Lord Dormammu from the Dark Dimension...... You may not know what that means, but for us dimensional mages, the dark dimension is an enemy we face for life. The ultimate goal of all our practitioners there is to defeat him. For some reason, Dormammu's power was similarly limited and he could only send his apostles to destroy the world, and in the last battle, a traitor appeared in our ashram. Without the help of Ash and Miss Hela, even if they could have been repelled would have been a huge loss. ”

As he spoke, Mordo waved the wooden staff in his hand and continued, "And Mr. Ash's ...... Well...... The lover and the like happened to be the best friend of the Ancient One, and even saved the life of the Ancient One. So, for whatever purpose, we're going to do it once...... Friends should help each other. ”

As he spoke, Mordo also shrugged his shoulders kindly at McRae beside him.

Hearing Mordo's words, a look of horror rose in McRae's eyes on the side, and then the gaze that looked at the back of Ash's head was also full of disbelief...... In McCree's eyes, the so-called elm head is no longer enough to describe the ashes! The brains of the ashes are completely a cloud of air or inorganic matter, okay? In this case, there will really be someone who likes him?!

Thinking about it, McRae touched his chin solemnly. After a moment of thought, McRae finally bowed his head in frustration...... Whether McRae admits it or not, I have to say that it was really easy to communicate with Ash...... If you hate it, you will be cut directly, and I don't even bother to talk to you.

On the other side, looking at the ancient one and the others in front of him, the laser eye and the others on the side also frowned solemnly...... The ancient ones are too mysterious, whether it is the bluffing title of "Supreme Mage" or the incomprehensible mysterious technology they display, they have surpassed their knowledge of the world...... Are they mutants too? Thinking about it, Jean Grey on the side picked up a palm-sized instrument and operated it for a moment before shaking her head solemnly at Laser Eyes. According to Xavier's research at the Academy of Genius Geniuses, X cells produce a special radiation wave, although this radiation wave does not cause harm to others, does not affect the environment, and can even be disguised by some means, but this radiation wave cannot be suppressed when mutants use superpowers. And according to the instrument on his body...... The group of mages in front of them did not have this kind of radiation wave.

"It's ...... now"

frowned solemnly, not only Cyclops, but even Professor X, who was observing the battle situation in the command room of Xavier's Genius Academy, had already begun to think about what to do next...... This is an important battle for the X-Men or the mutant race to return to the eyes of society, and the success of this battle is even directly related to whether the mutants can be accepted by people in the future, and it is better to say that the victory is if it fails...... The media will not let go of any place that can be blackened.

Just when Charles was still thinking about whether to give it a go for the future of the mutant race, at this moment, an old-fashioned key-pressed mobile phone that was placed close to Charles's chest suddenly rang. Hearing this familiar and unfamiliar voice, Charles's expression was slightly stunned...... The person who owns this mobile phone number has only one person besides himself, and that person is his former best friend and now his mortal enemy due to a disagreement with his philosophy - Magneto Eric.

After thinking for a long time and taking a deep breath, Charles mentally prepared and pressed the answer.

"How long has it been since the last time we had such a conversation?"

Before Charles could speak, Eric's twilight voice came from the phone, and Eric's words also made Charles's originally prepared words slightly suffocated, and the memories of that scene couldn't help but come to mind...... But in the end, Charles still forced himself to calm down, holding the mobile phone, Charles asked as calmly as possible in a trembling voice:

"Tell me, what's the matter...... You're not the type of person who wastes time. ”

Hearing Charles's words, standing on top of the tall building, a smile rose on the corner of Eric's mouth.

"Don't overthink it...... I just wanted to tell you that I'm not fighting for you, just to make it easier for the Mutant Brotherhood to act better in the future. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Hearing Eric's words, Charles jerked his head up and looked at the monitor to the side.

On the other side, without answering, Magneto's face quickly turned grim after hanging up the phone. The momentum around him was slightly suffocated, and then flew out of thin air. With Magneto's actions, there was also a large number of people on the rooftops of the surrounding roofs. They come in all shapes and sizes, and some of them even look like lizards......

"Give you face? Can you give me a face for the Mutant Brotherhood?! ”

Appearing in the air, Eric's gaze was full of coldness and coldness. Seeing the appearance of Magneto, the eyes of Laser Eye and others on the side were also full of surprise. You must know that Magneto and the Mutant Brotherhood under Magneto are old rivals of Xavier's Genius Academy, and this time they suddenly appeared here, or on their side...... This caused them to hesitate for a while, who were already at a disadvantage. Fortunately, Professor X's message soon came with new news.

"Help them!"

Hearing Professor X's words, Cyclops glanced at his teammates around him and nodded calmly...... Mutants are able to integrate into society, which is what every mutant wants to see. Even for the mutant fraternity of mutant supremacy, mutants can integrate into society and act more aggressively. Therefore, the current Magneto and Professor X, although they are different in thinking, are surprisingly consistent in terms of interests!

Walking out of both sides of the street, jumping from the roof of the building, looking at the large number of mutant brotherhood members, the ancient one on the side also frowned a little solemnly. Although he is not afraid of energy shooting, the ability of mutants is not only energy shooting. And more importantly, as the guardian of the magic side of the earth, the ancient one wants to avoid strife from the bottom of his heart......

Just as Gu Yi was still thinking, suddenly, a palm covered under the iron armor rested on his shoulder.

"Leave the rest to me."

But with these solemn and sad voices, the ashes slowly walked out from behind the ancient one.

Ash then put his hand on his helmet......