The royal capital of the pyramid of the Apocalypse on the ruins of the city of Cairo.

On the vast earthy yellow plains, a large number of giant spark portals flickered open, and hundreds of thousands of mutants brought in by the psychic hallucination returned to their respective cities with the help of a large number of Kama Taj mystics.

And thousands of innocent mutants remain here forever, victims of the most horrific transcendent war in modern human history.

The central pyramid, which had collapsed most of its dome, could still be seen on the towering megalithic throne.

He seemed to have been transformed into a statue, and sat there day and night from that day on, with a dark cloud of lead hanging above his head.

"Alas! What's the matter with you? Why are you still running back?"

A wizened Ah San walked backwards from the other end of the portal, dragging behind him a huge ox cart loaded with all sorts of things stacked high, even pots and pans and tents.

He skillfully handed two cigarettes to the order executive guarding the teleportation portal, rubbed his black fingertips for a long time, and finally burst into flames waiting to be lit for the other party.

After the executive refused, Ah San piled up a smile and shook his head in curry-flavored English.

"Sir, hehe, that's right, sir, you see, that gentleman is going to gather the supernatural organizations and humans from all over the world here, and that's not it, that's not a lot of people! I prepare some daily groceries, and I can also make some special foods from my hometown, hehe... Accommodating and accommodating..."

Not only this mystical portal to India, but many mutants from all over the world returned to settle down and immediately returned while the portal was not closed.

In addition to mutants who see business opportunities like this Ah San, more of them are to witness this "grand event" with their own eyes.

Countries around the world have also sent representatives of their own national occult affairs organizations to the country, and for the official, it is undoubtedly a good thing for the government to be able to sort out the hidden supernatural organizations in the territory, which is conducive to social stability and national security.

As for whether these people will be reluctant, it depends on whether they can twist the gentleman. The young orderly did not receive an order not to be allowed to enter the place again, and he gave a few final instructions to pay attention to food hygiene, spared the mutant from India, and smiled at a Chinese-faced Kama Taj next to him.

"Master Li, go on, Mr. Howlett really knows you!"

There is also Master Xiao Li, who is almost thirty years old, except for his round and honest face, he is no longer the youthful appearance he once had.

He didn't expect that his casual mention of his acquaintance with Big Brother James would cause such a big reaction from these members of the "Whip of Order".

"I was sixteen or seventeen years old, hehe... Pot, ahem, Mr. Howlett asked me to smoke a cigar." Xiao Li held the suspension ring to stabilize the portal again, while chatting casually.

Now he is also stationed in the Holy of Holies in New York, but he often meets with James, who came to visit with his daughter, and the simple-minded little mage does not realize until today,

This kind big brother who secretly smoked in the library with himself actually wanted to do such an incredible thing.

He turned sideways and looked at the shattered throne, where James Howlett was still the first time he had seen him on the Holy Water Peak.

Manhattan, New York, Headquarters of the Whip of Order.

In the spherical building with a radius of nearly 50 meters, a covered bridge made of silver-gray alloy leads to the most central point of the space, a 360-degree brainwave amplification net assembled by vibranium splicing, on which wisps of ice-blue energy lines are distributed.

At the end of the bridge is a black high-backed alloy chair, on which Professor Charles Xavier sits wearing a full-coverage hollowed-out brainwave helmet, the blue light on the helmet fading and finally extinguishing.

"Professor Charles Xavier, you have used the brainwave for a total of 28 hours, 45 minutes and 30 seconds, and it is recommended to perform a deep mental pollution cleansing" for 15 to 20 minutes, and stop using the brainwave for at least 72 hours...... ＂

"Thanks, I'm going to be clean, don't scream."

Charles habitually replied to the mechanical female voice in the prompt, pressed the flashing red light on the brainwave console, and removed the dark silver brainwave amplitude helmet and placed it on the console shelf. Although he knew that it was just a brainwave device that did not have the ability to communicate.

Whew... Rumble!

In the huge spherical brainwave amplification chamber, the alloy floor on Charles's side was recessed, and a cylindrical cabinet machine slowly rose, and through the glass it could be seen that it was filled with a clear liquid of light blue.

He took out a shuttle-shaped blue-black helmet from the machine and put it on, which was connected to dense pipes and pathways, and the helmet immediately flashed with wisps of red lines, with a slight buzzing sound, and began to clean up the spiritual pollution of the brain domain.

While feeling the coolness of his head as if he was immersed in ice water, Professor Charles listened to the soothing violin music echoing in the brainwave room.

As early as twenty years ago, Emma, the "White Queen", had told Raven to ask her to advise Charles to have as little as possible

Use brainwave equipment to probe the world of the human spirit and will on a large scale.

Everyone's spiritual consciousness is filled with a large number of "emotions", especially the deep spiritual world, and the real emotions of human beings are often negative thoughts and wills that are suppressed by various realities such as law and morality.

Just as psychologists have been helping patients to relieve psychological stress and mental illness for a long time, they will be more or less polluted by bad emotions and spirits, and may even be forced to suffer from mental illness themselves.

Although the top psychic powers like Emma and Professor Charles have extremely strong mental resistance and tolerance, the brainwave will come into contact with the spiritual world of millions, even billions of human beings.

This not only requires the brain to have the ability to manipulate like a powerful computer processor, but also to face a massive amount of mental pollution.

After "The Beast" Hank McCoy joined the scientific team of the Howlett family, at the suggestion and request of Emma, he worked with Dr. Zora and others to develop a new brainwave amplification device and mental cleansing equipment, so as to greatly reduce the pollution pressure of brainwave device users.

These days, in order to search for the extraordinary people who may be hidden in the world, Professor Charles uses the brainwave amplifier for a long time to scan, and when the corresponding threshold is reached, the brainwave instrument will appear corresponding prompts, and the timeout is serious and even the user's permission will be suspended.

Swish...

A portal separated from the entrance of the covered bridge of the brainwave room, and two blue figures walked in, and the "beast" Hank walked with a tiger-like light and powerful step, without a sound between the ups and downs, and spoke to Raven in a hesitant manner.

"I think Skylar is serious, there aren't many girls in the 'wolf pack', and those who stick to it are real warriors, and she won't tease you with such things."

Raven looked at Hank smirking and picking at the mane on top of his head, his voice as low as a beast's roar.

"Hey... I just lack confidence in myself... By the way, I heard that this time the gentleman is very angry, the American government and the Howlett group have been activated in the areas radiated, and Charles has not used a brainwave for such a long time for many years."

The two walked up to Charles, who was resting with his eyes closed, receiving spiritual cleansing and baptism, and the clear liquid in the instrument turned gray and cloudy, as if it had really "washed away" a lot of pollution from the spiritual world.

Raven adjusted the brainwave console and loaded the final data, and the action meeting was about to begin, if it weren't for this action, they wouldn't have imagined that they would actually be able to unearth so many hidden and transcendent organizations with high authenticity around the world.

"No one knows about Daddy's experiences and past in the last century, but Asazo told me that this is the first time that his old man has lost the manpower of the family, and the impact of Apocalypse's actions is too great... Egypt has not yet restored basic order—"

"And that's not all..."

Charles opened his eyes blindly, and the dark red glow on his helmet turned a faint green

, Taking advantage of the short twenty minutes of deep mental cleansing, he took a relaxing nap for a while, took Raven's words and continued:

"Sir has also taken over a responsibility for establishing the order of supernatural forces in this world, and Nshaba Noor's actions have seriously broken the rules and stability, and also caused ordinary people to have a great fear of mutants or other individuals with extraordinary powers."

"So... Wouldn't such an invitation really arouse resistance from those secret organizations?" Hank took the helmet, rearranged the accessories for the updated lucid device, and asked vaguely.

While several people walked out of the brainwave amplification room and headed in the direction of the war conference room, Charles smiled helplessly after listening to Hank's words, as if he saw the naïve self he once had.

"Hehe, Sir didn't care what these people would think about this, he wished that the hidden people who were discovered would simply resist such a "registration and making a book" behavior, so that they could clean it up, this is some kind of Beastmaster's territorial consciousness—"

Charles pushed open the door and looked at the solemn and solemn core chamber of the "Whip of Order",

"Red Devil" Asazzo, "Magneto" Eric Lanshel, "White Queen" Mrs. Emma Howlett, Mr. and Mrs. Rogers, and other team executives all gathered together, and the room was filled with an unusually heavy sense of oppression.

couldn't help muttering to himself at the end:

"This is the beginning of the establishment of a dynasty."