In the corridor hall on the third floor of the old house.

Pietro pouted with his short arms, and his short silver-gray hair exploded at the roots, like a stunned little hedgehog.

was held in James's arms and dangled a few times, snorting reluctantly.

"Grandpa... Don't send my sister away, or you can let me go with Wanda! Anyway, we all go to school, so why should we be separated?"

Lying on James's shoulder like a kitten, Pietro saw his father shaking the oxtail flower in his hand, looking at him with a smile, and hurriedly retracted his head and arched into his grandfather's arms, glancing at it from time to time.

James stroked Pietro's little head, hugged the little one and walked downstairs, and said softly:

"Your sister's situation is more special, it is enough to go to the academy to study like you, today I just took Wanda there to recognize the door, and in the future, she will often come home to accompany you on weekends and holidays......

Eric blushed as he watched his dad coax his young son Pietro, and had to admit that it was also a talent to recruit children to like him.

Twins Wanda and Pietro have appeared in the last year with the characteristics of mutant powers, and the younger brother Pietro's ability is easy to understand, simply put, high-speed movement.

And her sister Wanda Lanshel, who was born only thirty seconds early, has much more strange and complex powers...

Walking out of the gate of the old mansion castle, James put little Pietro on the ground, and wanted to hold his hand, but even though Little Douding stretched out his arm, he was still close to reaching James's hanging fingertips.

Eventually, Petro jumped up and down in front, moving at high speed from time to time and disappearing, grabbing a wild treasure and holding it above his head to show his father and grandfather.

The three of them walked towards the mountain behind the old mansion like this, and finally found the little girl who was weaving a wreath for her sister Anya in the shade of flowers halfway up the mountainside.

The fleshy little hands shook and stirred up a pale red mist, and many kinds of blooming mountain flowers were dragged to a green willow-like vine, surrounding them into a pair of colorful flower heads.

Wanda, who has shoulder-length red hair, is like a ball of white and tender meatballs covered with ketchup, and her round eyes blink with a milky voice:

"Hee-hee, sister, put it on~"

Little Wanda twisted her ass and threw herself next to Anya Lanshel, humming and squeezing away the big fat cat that was lying in her sister's arms and refused to move the nest, and the alien element-eater "Mr. Gus" called twice aggrievedly, so she had to lie on the lawn to the side and continue to doze off.

Anya gently picked up Wanda and asked her to put the garland on her head, her long chestnut hair hung down her waist and sprinkled on the ground, but she listened to her young sister rubbing her little hands and said seriously:

"Grandpa is going to send me to school in a far away place, my sister is going to take care of Pietro, and Mom and Dad are ...... usually."

Wanda was a little adult, and Ai Ai did not seem to resist leaving the house like her brother Pietro, but instead called that piece

The mysterious world of "magic" is extremely curious.

Slippery!

Pietro also threw himself into Anya's arms like silver lightning, and the orange cat at his feet had just fallen asleep, when he was suddenly shocked out of his fur, and his mouth was slightly open and a few thin dark red tentacles came out, and he whimpered and swallowed back after pondering for a long time.

"Woooooooo Sister, Wanda, we're going to be torn apart! It's all my father's fault, he whined, anyway, it's his fault."

Eric couldn't help but roll his eyes widely, it was obvious that his father was going to send Wanda to that place to practice, but it was always his turn to take the blame.

James happily watched the "father and son" of the righteous son and grandchildren for a long time, and finally took Wanda and Pietro down the mountain.

Anya watched them leave with a smile and a buzzing sound in her ears as bees landed on the flower headband that her sister Wanda had made for her.

Subconsciously took off the wreath and looked closely, the bee was burrowing into a lilac stamen to collect honey.

Colorful, different varieties of flowers are not plucked from the wreath, but as if naturally grown between the knotted and coiled green vines, the rhizomes are closely connected, look no

There is the slightest trace of separation.

"My little sister, O reinventing the soul, is so gifted. And the proud bird of the flaming flaming. Grandpa will have to worry more about it in the future."

Anya put the wreath back on, and let the bee stay in the stamen to suck the honey, lying lazily on the lawn and looking at the sky and clouds, as if it was gradually integrated with this mountain, forest, heaven and earth......

"Grandpa will miss Wanda?"

"Of course it will, every day, not only when you have a holiday, but also on weekdays, grandpa will often come to see my 'little meat bun'."

「…… Ahem, and Daddy, Daddy too!"

In the halls of Kama Taj's New York Sanctuary, Wanda looked back at the whirling Spark Portal, which was opposite the quaint and cold eaves of the houses and the frosty snow-capped cliffs of the distant mountains.

Twisting her head back hesitantly, the little girl grabbed the hem of James's loose clothes and squeaked:

"Wanda must learn this magic of opening the 'gate' first, so that she can go home to her grandfather at any time!"

"Hmm! With our little meat bun's smart mind, we will definitely learn it as soon as possible, but remember not to run around without the teacher's permission."

"You can also come and see Dad, it's not in the old mansion, it's in the wolf's lair!"

On the other side of the light gate, a thin and straight figure in a plain robe and a long robe stood quietly in front of the door of the main hall of the Holy of Holies, as if waiting for something.

Wanda clenched her fists and ran into the spatial portal, carrying a small leather wrap on her back, and ran back to her father, Eric Lancher, and wrapped her arms around his thighs.

"Dad should pay more attention to his body, you look a lot older than grandpa..."

Eric squatted down excitedly, holding his daughter and about to burst into tears, but as soon as the words reached his mouth, he heard Wanda whisper close to his ear:

"Wanda won't tell Mom about Dad chatting with that beautiful sister on the beach on a winter vacation, but Pietro can't talk about it."

As soon as the little guy's voice fell, he dropped his father, who was petrified and squatted in place, rushed through the light gate with a small face, and ran to the face of the plain-robed mage to tidy up his clothes decently.

Poofong fell to his knees.

"Wanda Lanshel, I've seen Master."

The white and tender forehead really knocked the green brick in front of the hall three times, with a touch of blush and dust, looked at the figure in front of him seriously, and did not get up.

"Why do you want to, you don't have to do it here."

The Supreme Mage squatted down calmly, looking at the little girl in front of him, who was only five or six years old, his voice was clear but empty.

"Grandpa once said that one day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a father... For, for motherhood?"

"..... then, okay."

Gu Yi smiled, his frosty white cheeks stained with a warm red.

She picked up Wanda, gently brushed the dust off the girl's forehead with her cold fingertips, beckoned a young female mage, and took Wanda down to settle down.

Before the light door could be cut, the Supreme Mage walked through the portal and nodded lightly as he looked at James and Eric, who were still waiting there.

"Trouble the mage, please bear with Wanda's naughtiness and nonsense in the future."

Seeing Magneto's solemn request, Gu Yi waved his hand to show that he didn't have to care, and just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by James in a low voice:

"Where's the hair?"

James looked at the top of Gu Yi's smooth skull, the once white and blonde waist-length hair seemed to have never existed, and there were still a few shallow marks on the side of the head, only the pale and delicate face was still the same as before.

"When people live for a long time, they will always lose something."

Seeing that James was staring at him but not speaking, the Supreme Mage was cold and silent for a moment, and finally Gu Yi lowered his brows, and the leisurely Weng closed his thin lips.

"Chaos magic, the progenitor of all magic, the oldest independent form of magic, is the impossible, unknowable, unspeakable, singular fire of life burning, with the earliest chance events of the universe and the primordial light of the cognitive spirit....

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「…… It is the pure creation and destruction of good and evil, in the wheel of life and death, or everything outside of them, that represents infinite possibilities."

James let out a soft sigh between his snorts, and Eric beside him looked back and forth at the faces of the two in confusion, he didn't know much about the power of magic and the occult realm.

"Mr. Howlett, you've got a big problem for me." Gu Yi held his hands on his shoulders, and the small folding fan of sandalwood in his sleeve kept turning, and it was a mysterious word.

"Do you still care, your eyes flash with countless problems every day."

James glanced at the brass pendant hanging from Gu Yi's chest, and without waiting for the other party to answer, James continued:

"Since Wanda represents infinite possibilities to some extent, let this possibility accompany you, Laura has no talent to call you a teacher, but this kid... Hehe, she's more likable than Laura."

The folding fan in the Supreme Mage's hand suddenly stopped turning, she turned around and waved her hand to open the spatial portal splashed with Mars, and walked back to the ancient temple on the peak of the snowy region, and disappeared in an instant.

Leaving Kama Taj's New York sanctuary behind James, Eric walked down Black Street and finally figured out something wasn't quite right.

"Daddy, let's reach the bottom..."

James smiled and waved his hand very unintentionally, his tall and heroic appearance and the black robe that was somewhat out of line with modern urban dress attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Wanda is an 'Omega', with the same potential that we can't define, and her power is born with a certain magical quality, not just telekinesis, energy release, etc., as for the words of the Ancient One."

James strode and walked but suddenly stopped, paused and looked back, watching Eric's eyebrows gradually climb the traces of time, and suddenly seemed to see him when he was still a teenager.

"-Mage's words don't take it too seriously, she is referring to the greatness and rarity of the essence of Wanda's power, but no matter what it is and what danger it may bring, Daddy will not let our children get lost."

Eric was stunned for a moment, then suddenly grinned heartily and glanced left and right around the road, which was very close to Charles Xavier's home in New York.

"By the way, Daddy, where has Charles been these days? It feels like I haven't seen him in a long time."

"Professor Charles... Hehe, well, well... It's not until you should know."

James blinked, and there was a bit of indescribable weirdness in his words, and the strange eyes that he had never seen before even made Eric Lanshel a little. A chill down the spine?

Peggy and Steve's home, in what was once Brooklyn, New York, was the site of a community called Hull's Kitchen in the thirties.

This is also where Steve used to live with his mother, not far from the "Orient Institute of Advanced Technology".

However, this once belonged to the United States and even the world's highest technology discovery and experimental base, and now it has been transformed into a general group scientific research institution.

The vast majority of scientific and technological products that could not easily appear in ordinary human societies migrated to other, more secretive research bases more than twenty years ago.

Although it is a detached villa, it does not seem too luxurious and abrupt, strictly speaking, the home of the Rogers is more like a retro small house in the forties and fifties, full of cozy warmth and quaint classic temperament.

Peggy entered the house and gently kicked off the two black high heels, and landed exactly where they should be on the shoe rack.

The extraordinary physique created by the "Styx" serum, and the cultivation of fist techniques that have already reached the peak of the second layer of the killing technique for several years, have kept Peggy in a vigorous state of mind, and have been at the helm of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s most important intelligence and information department for decades.

But recently, Peggy faintly observed the wisps of "grass snake gray lines" from some intelligence information in the bureau, which made her realize for the first time that in so many years of work, there was a trajectory that she could not fully control.

Although the eerie feeling of a thin gossamer feels like some kind of nervous whim, but do

Peggy Rogers, who has worked in secrets all her life, believes in her instincts.

Oh!

The door downstairs rattled again, and Peggy's keen awareness of her husband's footsteps continued, and she continued to read the papers in her hand, ignoring them.

"It's off work, dear Lady Rogers."

Steve walked into the study without buttoning his sky-blue uniform and jokingly said to his wife.

Slowly walked up to Peggy's side and took her shoulders and accepted a scribbled kiss.

"Recently, there have been a lot of affairs in the bureau, and a large part of it is also because of the preparation for the Kree people, why did you come back today, and this round of training of the Aerospace Force is over?"

Steve gently stroked Peggy's long dark brown hair, let out a long breath and shook his head.

"Not yet, I'm just going to go back to the 'Whip of Order, deal with something, go home and see you on the way, and leave in a while, you also know that Charles has disappeared for a few days, although there is nothing important in terms of order now, but there are always some doppelgangers who are lacking in skills, Steve slowly stopped what he was doing, sat down at the table and asked curiously:

"Ahem, dear, you don't even know where Professor Charles went, did he give you a special assignment?"