The phantom shattered, like a picture drawn on the ice, and as the ice broke, it turned into countless fragments. In the blink of an eye, a black vortex radiated from the multicolored light cluster.

Nothingness, emptiness, non-existence......

All kinds of contradictory breaths with the world continue to escape from the black whirlpool.

Rotating, pulling, tearing, grinding, recombining......

In the eyes of countless people.

The light was distorted, the force field tore, and the chameleon phantom, shattered, shattered into pieces, and the debris broke again, becoming a more subtle existence, and then, distorted, deformed, reassembled, .......

Everyone was horrified to see that in the black vortex of the void, the pale fragments were recombining, deforming, distorting, and one by one the broken and scattered fragments were recombined into a completely different essence, and in the whole process, everyone could only watch in shock.

With just one breath, a figure walked out of the countless fragments. Distorted, unstable, distracted, the whole figure is like a video screen with an unstable signal.

"Information needs to be carried." Edward's eyes flashed, and the brilliant alchemy array began to disperse, shrouding the ruins of the Osborne Building, and in the disaster, the dead corpses gradually disappeared under the light of the alchemy array.

In the void, countless particles are converging, converging towards the distorted and unstable picture, gradually submerging the entire figure, and the countless particles covering the figure are undergoing unimaginable changes under the manipulation of the figure.

In the blink of an eye, in front of everyone's eyes, a new "chameleon" appeared.

The chameleon, who had originally collapsed to the ground, had already stood up at this time, looking at the extremely familiar figure in front of him in fear and gloom, but giving him a violent sense of rejection, every cell in his body. Every particle that makes up the cell is beating wildly, and they are all sending a message that their existence is threatened!!

"Who are you?"

The threat is so strong that it borders on instinct, making the chameleon forget everything, all attention. All of them were placed on the body of the person in front of him, and the divine fist was urged, and countless tiny electric currents began to rise in the body. The drastic change in mood drives strong energy fluctuations, and the dangerous aura is frantically diffused!

"Chameleon." The figure that appeared looked at the other self in front of him with a smile and said softly.

"Chameleon? So who am I? You're just an impostor!! Staring at the "self" in front of him, the chameleon's eyes flickered with cold light.

"Fake? Kill you, and I'll be real. As soon as the words fell, the chameleon's face began to blur. The face of the sandman appears.

Call!

The yellow sand covered the sky, and it surrounded it.

……

S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

Nick with a blank face and Coulson with a gentle smile, the two stared at the big screen in front of them, watching the two chameleons fighting fiercely.

Nick is in control of S.H.I.E.L.D., and knows more about this planet than most people in this world. But the scene in front of him still made the corners of his mouth twitch.

"What is this? Magic? ”

"Alchemy. Isn't it the control of matter? What is the situation in front of such a magical scene!! ”

"Don't tell me, alchemists can also be part-time magicians!!"

At this moment. Looking at the two chameleons, even Nick couldn't help but change color. It's not that he doesn't have much knowledge, it's that the world is too crazy.

"What is this? Creation!! ”

At this moment, not only Nick, but all the other people who saw the scene in front of them couldn't help but have their eyelids jumping wildly.

Alchemy. Everyone knows that Edward's essential ability is alchemy, the wisdom of civilization that has been passed down from the ancient Middle Ages, although it was only a legend before.

But after Edward appeared and revealed his incredible wisdom and power, these ancient legends were all picked up by countless forces.

Alchemy. The ability to understand matter, based on the ancient principle of equivalent exchange, to decompose matter, in structure.

The essence of power, the principle of power, is easy to understand, and those forces hidden behind it are even more speculative about the extent to which alchemy may reach in the future.

Change the shape of objects, construct molecules at will, move atoms, parse nuclei, and even peek into neutrons and protons, even at a deeper level. But no one thought that alchemy could touch that forbidden realm, the soul.

At this moment, countless people changed color.

……

Xavier Academy for Gifted Talents, Conference Room.

"Professor, this, this, is this true?"

Looking at the picture, the two people fighting, the X-Men members in the conference room, their faces were extremely ugly. There was disbelief in his eyes. Scott couldn't help it anymore and turned his head to look at his teacher. In the room, several mutants looked equally at the wise man in them, Professor X.

The professor swept over several people with different faces, looked up at the big screen, and looked at the young man with a gentle face, his expression was equally complicated, he didn't know what kind of changes the appearance of the other party would bring to mutants, humans, and the world.

"Alas, whether it's true or false depends on what you know about the world." With a sigh, the professor said what he saw.

"What you see him is true, he is real, you see him false, he is false. He is both true and false. ”

……

"Philosophers believe that the root of the world is matter, consciousness. Matter, information, and force fields are entangled and fused with each other, and the scene in front of you will appear. Coulson looked at his superiors and reported the results of the analysis.

"Is he true or false?" Nick stared at the screen and said in a deep voice.

"The voice, the body, the color, the weight, the genes, through everything we can judge, he is real; The soul, the force field, the deeper information, he was also true to Edward and to those of the same level of transcendence; And to the Higher Beings, and to the world in which everything was born, he is false. Coulson also looked at the big screen with a complicated expression.

"Disguise? What if, what if the world thinks he is real? Nick's voice was a little dazed.

"The unreal replaces the real, the real is the unreal, and he will eventually become the only one, replacing the creation, and becoming the only reality in the world." Coulson's voice, like his state of mind, was trance-like and erratic.

……

Bang!

In the yellow sand, the chameleon's body shattered, electric electricity flashed, and the ground flesh decomposed into more subtle layers. Silently, the force field envelops everything that the chameleon remains in this world.

The force field penetrates, hidden in the flesh and blood, and the deeper information is analyzed, recorded, and compared with its own information, it begins to be modified, moving closer to the truth little by little.

In addition to these, Edward could also see that on top of the chameleon's remaining body, a broken, disjointed, and disorganized force field appeared scattered around the body. If nothing else, these force fields, perhaps not long after, will be eroded and assimilated by the rest of the world's matter, waves, force fields......

These force fields carry the chameleon's complex emotions, the memories of life, and all the other deeper meanings. And now these things, being assimilated, carrying the information, are being read.

The truth that belongs exclusively to the chameleon is being stripped away, or rather, replaced. (To be continued.) )