Debbie looked like he had just woken up, rubbed his eyes, and looked around, it was a room full of science, many monitors, I don't know what kind of data was being displayed.

"Hello?" Debbie noticed the two people in front of him and said hello with some embarrassment, as he noticed that he seemed to be ...... No clothes on.

"Hello, little one." Magneto broke the silence first, smiled and looked at Debbie and said very kindly, if you don't know him, you probably think it's just a kind little old man.

But looking at his outfit, Debbie could already determine who it was.

"Magneto?" Debbie frowned and asked, although he already had an idea in his heart when he saw the strange helmet and the cape full of force, but in this strange world, Debbie really couldn't be sure that the old man with Alzheimer's was playing role-playing.

"Hehe, look, Mr. Director, it seems that I am more easily remembered." Magneto smiled and said to Fury beside him.

"I don't want to be remembered...... Fury said with a pout.

"Nick Fury?" Only then did Debbie react, and the black man next to Magneto turned out to be Director S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury.

But how did these two guys come together? It seems that we get along quite well.

Debbie is a little strange, it stands to reason that these two uncles don't have much in common, and the mutants have always been tossing with the military, and rarely have contact with S.H.I.E.L.D.

Even the X-Men don't have much contact with S.H.I.E.L.D., let alone Magneto, who should be considered a villain.

In fact, Magneto that Debbie doesn't think is a villain, although his behavior may be a bit excessive, but that is also because of the cruelty of humans to mutants, at most he can only be regarded as a race fighter.

After all, he is not like those real villains, who dominate the world and destroy mankind for personal selfish desires.

"Little one, I think you need to learn etiquette all over again." Director Fury said very unhappily, in fact, it doesn't matter what Debbie calls him, anyway, he is not familiar with Deby, but the title of Magneto called over there is called by his own name?

This is something that Fury can't bear, after all, he doesn't want to lose to Magneto, even if he really can't beat Magneto......

"Ahem...... Don't worry, I probably just woke up......" Debbie coughed a little embarrassed, he didn't want to be bothered by the spy leader.

Unbeknownst to him, he was now in the minds of this treacherous spy leader, and his abilities made Fury curious and eager to study them.

"Just woke up?" Fury was keenly aware of Debbie's words, didn't he know what had happened before? Emergency response? Or is it the awakening of the subconscious?

Fury is even more curious about Deby's ability at the moment, the kind of magic flame that seems to burn everything, and the sword next to Magneto, it doesn't seem like a superpower in the conventional sense.

"Huh?" Magneto also noticed Fury's problem, and immediately began to calculate in his mind what kind of situation Debbie was.

"Did I do something bad while I was sleeping?" Debbie asked a little tangled, in fact, the moment he entered that blood pool, he saw something he had never seen in his two lives combined.

Countless wreckage, countless broken souls, howling in pain in a pool of blood, if hell is the perfect interpretation of suffering, then that pool of blood can be said to be a disaster!

But he didn't know what state his body was in when he listened to the wails of those souls.

Go to bed? Debbie is not stupid, his own ability itself is very strange, in case he really did something he didn't know during that time in the blood pool, it would be better to explain it as an accident.

Anyway, he wouldn't think that Nick Fury could spare someone who could give souls to the dead.

Therefore, it is impossible for him to tell anyone about entering that pool of blood, and the wreckage in that pool of blood is so terrible that countless guys he once had to find from myths and fantasies are suffering in that pool of blood.

"Nope. You didn't do anything, but Debbie, I can call you that. Magneto shook his head and said kindly, but Debbie didn't realize that Magneto's smile was hypocritical.

At least he's not like those dirty politicians, although he's also a conspirator, he's more direct, if he likes it, he likes it, and if he doesn't like it, he destroys, and that's Magneto.

"Of course. Mr. Magneto ......, "I was choked by Fury before, and Debbie couldn't continue to call them that way."

"Can you feel what you're capable of?" Magneto smiled and nodded, asking Debbie.

"Ability? What abilities? Debbie asked innocently, as if he really didn't know anything, after all, his current body is a six-year-old child, and I believe that even if Magneto and Nick Fury have doubts, they won't be strong against a child, right?

"Don't you remember?" Magneto pinched his chin and frowned a little, although he had seen many mutants, few of them had awakened and fallen silent.

Debbie's situation seems to have exceeded Magneto's imagination.

"Huh?" Debbie looked at Fury again with a curious look.

"Don't look at me like that, I don't know anything." Fury didn't want to interject here, all he had to do now was to be silent, and when Magneto was done with the struggle, he would find a way to leave the kid behind.

Magneto was silent, walked to the long sword that fell from the sky before, and raised his hand to pick it up, but the moment Magneto's right hand touched the sword, Magneto felt a very dangerous aura.

Stopping the hand stretched out towards the long sword, Magneto breathed a sigh of relief, at that moment just now, that kind of oppressive feeling, Magneto felt that it was better not to take risks.

"Kid! Come here. Magneto said to Debbie as if seductively.

"What? Mr. Magneto, I'm a little scared......" Deby said with some concern, this is not false at all, he is really scared, his small physique, it is estimated that Uncle Magneto will be killed with a slap, although he thinks that Magneto is not too cruel, even children will be killed, but this does not mean that the seemingly kind old man is safe.

"Don't worry, kid, there will be no danger, you just need to go to me and pick up this sword." Magneto's smile seemed to be more kind at this moment, and Debbie had the feeling that he was about to cover his eyes and yell "too dazzling".

"Sword?" Debbie looked in the direction of Magneto's finger, a crimson long sword stood on the concrete ground, and there was a strange mist emitting from the blade, I don't know if it was hot or cold, but the sword gave Debbie a very intimate feeling.

"Just pick it up?" Although the sword didn't look like it was used by a good person, Debbie had a feeling in his heart that the sword wouldn't hurt him.

"That's right." Magneto nodded, leaning sideways to make way for Debbie.

Debbie was naked, always had a not-so-good feeling, looked down at his little Dingding, pursed his lips, and sighed a little helplessly.

Suddenly, the moment he lowered his head, he noticed that the ground under his feet was a little different from the surroundings.

There was a smooth concrete floor all around, and only the one under his feet looked like it had solidified lava, crumpled.

Debbie didn't wear shoes, and walked on the crumpled ground feeling a little itchy on the soles of her feet, and took a big step and walked across the strange ground.

And Magneto and Fury also saw a trace of doubt in Debbie's expression just now, and from that expression, maybe this kid really didn't know what happened before.

Debbie himself is in the isolation room, but now the window of the isolation room has been burned by the strange flames on Deby's body before, and a large hole is very abrupt on the special glass wall.

Debbie crawled through the hole and walked slowly to the sword.

The long sword is not the one inserted into the ground, it is about the same height as Deby, Deby looked at it carefully, it was a bit like a sword, a single edge, the arc was not large, the color of the blade was darker, and the whole sword seemed to be colored by blood donation, and it was scarlet and frightening.

Looking closer, near the hilt of the sword, there are two words, suffering, the two words suffering written in Chinese characters, Debbie went around to the other side and looked at it, and the words torture were written, which were also Chinese characters.

Frowning, Debbie remembered, this sword seemed to have been seen in some blood pool, but only half of this sword was seen in the blood pool, and the first half had disappeared.

But now I see that this one is complete, at least much longer than what I see in the blood pool.

Debbie stretched out his hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and a strange memory passed into Deby's mind, and the assassination sword that Shinnu had taught him before fused with the sudden memory at this moment.

"Prison Slash?" Debbie closed his eyes and accepted the flow of memories, a sword technique called Prison Slash, which gradually became clear in his mind.

Different from Shinnu's assassination sword, this swordsmanship called Prison Slash is more domineering and direct.

With a "poof", Debbie pulled the long sword out of the ground.

"Bloody?" The moment he drew his sword, Debbie also knew the name of the sword, but the origin was completely unclear.

As for why this thing appeared in the real world, Deby didn't understand it, he had only seen some special souls in the blood pool, and those wreckage, although those guys were bigger than the other, but they were there like ghosts wailing in hell.

Pain haunted those who were much stronger than himself, and there, of course, he himself endured a handful of pain that was like a reconstitution of his body.

"This sword is mine." Debbie raised his head and squinted his eyes at Magneto, his tone overflowing with domineering, but this was mainly due to the influence he had just received from the swordsmanship called Hellslash.

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