For a cold world with the water as a whole, what kind of painting style will it be if a physical Optimus Flame Giant appears?

Prior to this, Brilani had no idea about it at all.

And now, she's witnessing it with her own eyes......

Even, as an indispensable and important part of it, is participating in this great epic......

Of course, for the dark creatures of this icy water world.

All of this may need to be prefixed with "catastrophe"...

Rising clouds, like violent explosion clouds, roared from the boiling sea.

Even Brilani, who was in the palm of the Great Witch, could feel the storm raging outside.

It's a war of fire and water, but it's not as colorful and exciting as Brilani imagined.

Because the Great Witch didn't even take out his weapon.

Rather, it is like a seasoned fisherman who has expanded countless times, fishing for the ingredients for dinner in his own waterhole.

It's just that the swimming fish in the Fisherman's Pond will flutter and splash as a struggle.

And these dark beings who live in deep water will not compromise so meekly.

Being in the palm of the witch's hand, Brilani didn't dare to get too close to Jean Grey and rolled her eyes at Scott.

The tip of the green index finger pressed against his forehead, pushing away the stupid boy who was stunned in place, blocking the exit between the rooms.

She walked out of the legion's quarters, her bumpy waist twisted even more wantonly, and her long, crimson and black thick hair shook again and again, attracting the attention of all the legion garrison soldiers along the way.

Bang bang!

"Shet! It's useless......

When Jean's back gradually came to the end of the corridor, little Mr. Summers finally came back to his senses and kicked the corner in shame, secretly scolding himself for being too embarrassed for his reaction just now.

Turning his head and finally looking at the single dormitory room with the alloy gate closed, Jean's room was littered with clothes thrown everywhere, and the open storage box was not closed, more like Miss Laura's room.

Jean Grey, who has always been elegant and dignified, and has a very delicate and organized life, seems to have changed as a person today, especially with her dry and bewitching eyes and arrogant temperament......

Scott let out a long breath and chased after Jean in the direction he had left.

The core of the Wolf's Lair is known as the Hall of the Thrones.

It is a splendid palace full of ancient Greek mythological architecture.

Imagine the turquoise vibranium rough and alloy of the Root Pillars and Dome of the Dougong, a blend of mechanical and metallic aesthetic, with the legendary ritual of the gods.

At the top of the empty hall, the high-backed throne made of vibranium stood alone, the symbol of the highest power of the Howlett family, and the only chair in the entire human transcendent world.

Jean Grey stood quietly under the throne with her arms crossed and her chin propped up with the back of her delicate hands, her eyes staring at the "H" shaped emblem of fangs and knife marks on the back of the throne, and her eyes were full of brilliance.

"Why are you coming with me again?"

The head of the piano didn't reply, and his tone was a little impatient.

At the entrance to the palace, Scott Summers scratched his nose in embarrassment, and stammered as he quickly organized the language in his head:

"I, I'm still not worried about you, I."

"You like me."

The girl turned around violently, and the long red and black hair and fair and delicate face that raised brightly brightened this palace full of slaughter and oppression.

The corners of her mouth were playfully curled, and her words were not inquiry, but with an affirmative statement.

Walking gracefully up to Scott, licking his bright red lips with the tip of his tongue, Jean approached the boy's face a little bit, almost touching the tip of his nose.

"Whew... Call... Yes, yes, yes! I like you."

I took two deep breaths, and my nose was filled with the smell of the piano.

Looking at the beautiful face that was already close in front of him, Scott finally mustered up the courage and firmly admitted.

"Hmph~ Interesting, take off your glasses and show me."

"Huh? Jean, this is not going to work, oops!"

"Laser Eyes" subconsciously stepped back, refusing Qin's strange request, but the energy-constricting glasses on his head were lifted by an invisible telekinetic force and pulled into Qin's hand.

Scott closed his eyelids and reached out anxiously to scratch at it.

"Open your eyes and trust me Scott, hee-hee, don't worry~ I can control it."

Jean put his hands behind his back, and carried Scott's laser glasses on his fingertips, urging him to open his eyes with interest, I don't know if it was Jean's suddenly gentle voice that soothed the boy's spirit, or some kind of curiosity.

Scott Summers finally opened his eyes for the first time in years without wearing any protective glasses.

Bursting ruby light filled Scott's eye sockets, and red veins like blood vessels appeared on the skin around him, and uncontrolled photon shockwaves shot out the moment the boy opened his eyes.

The light stopped more than ten centimeters in front of Qin, and it froze strangely, and the energy shock wave, which could normally radiate nearly a thousand meters and still retain a large destructive power, was controlled by the incomparable telekinetic force and only released a small section.

It's a little weird and funny to look at.

Jean took another step forward, the laser light wave steadily retracted little by little, and gradually, a pair of sky-blue pupils finally saw the colorful world again, no longer through the thick crimson filter, but also for the first time really saw Jean Grey's face.

"God, Jean, you—you're beautiful......

With skin as white as snow and green eyes, Scott looked at Qin Jiao and raised his eyebrows with a smile, holding his cheek with one hand, their eyes were getting closer and closer, and they were even about to touch the girl's bright red lips......

"Well, that's not bad, but you still look cooler with these glasses."

Young Mr. Summers almost thought that something would happen to Jean, but the other man only looked at his eyes for a moment, and suddenly threw back his laser glasses as if he was not interested, turned his head and walked to the throne in the main hall.

Airplanes!

"Oooh... Damn it!"

Leaving Qin's telekinesis, Scott's eyes uncontrollably spewed out fiery light waves, but fortunately, the building materials of the main hall were extraordinary and did not cause any damage, but the blue-black vibranium floor tiles absorbed the shock wave energy and flashed a few red lines.

"Laser Eye" hurriedly put on the mirror, and since he saw Jean today, his heart has risen and fallen several times like a roller coaster, and his heart is suddenly empty.

Scott felt it faintly.

Regardless of the strange and dramatic changes in Jean Grey's personality and mood, she has no interest in herself.

The boy exhaled lonely, and as soon as he turned around and walked out, he heard a clear question from behind him:

"Is James in the wolf's lair?"

Jean walked up to the high platform, her fingertips gently brushed the back of the throne, the armrests, and stopped on the Howlett family crest and stroked, Scott even thought she wanted to sit on it, and did not realize who "James" was for a while.

"You, you mean..."

"Forget it, I'll find it myself."

Jean Grey, who closed her eyes slightly, gradually covered her body with a layer of bright yellow glow, and the girl's eyebrows and eyes frowned impatiently, but after a while, the corners of her mouth were gently hooked, and she smiled playfully.

"Huh? Mr. Professor? You've been here all along......

In the deepest part of the lower layer of the wolf's lair, an unknown material as black as basalt forms a quaint secret room, and a figure wearing a linen shirt and meditating cross-legged is like a statue of eternal silence.

He crossed the lotus flower with his bare feet, spread his hands on his knees, his thumb and index fingertips gently interlocked, and the other three fingers naturally relaxed and stretched.

There was only one slender candle in front of Charles Xavier, and the only candle glow in the entire ashram.

Suddenly, the flame of light trembled as if blown by the wind, and the flickering candle flame disturbed the light and shadow, and also disturbed Professor Charles's tranquil face, he closed his eyes slightly, and said softly with some surprise:

"Jean? ＂

The candlelight flickered faster and faster, Charles opened his eyes suddenly, and a wave of air suddenly swelled up in the closed quiet room, which should have been free of air fluctuations, blowing up the brown hair that had grown to his cheeks, and also blowing out the only light here.

After a while,

In the dead darkness, there was a rare indifference from Charles.

"You're not Jean."

Woo...... Woo...... Woo......

The whistling white-haired wind in the Greenland tundra blew up a white object, and Laura's agile probe swept it out, and it turned out to be a thick cloak of the Sirius Legion.

The little wolf girl sniffed at the tip of her nose with her cloak, looked up at Eric Lanshel, and said:

"It's the piano."

Magneto slowly fell from mid-air, blinking his eyelids in discomfort, dropping a few finger-sized snowflakes and tilting his head sideways towards Stormtroo.

Oloro Monroe spread out his arms, the pupils of his eyes were swallowed up in a miserable whiteness, and in a few breaths, the wind and snow completely stopped, and the heavy clouds above his head dissipated.

In the sky, a figure with a pair of silver-gray wings is soaring back and forth rapidly.

"Grey has been practicing alone in the snowfields lately, that thing. Did you run into this girl?"

Under the cold snow, only Laura was wearing a combat vest with her arms exposed, she tilted her head and threw her cloak over her shoulders, crossed her waist to look around, and replied to Eric with a sneer:

"Then it's unlucky, hehe! This thing is gone when it falls, and it has been beaten into powder by the piano."

Laura curled the corners of her mouth proudly, and even felt that there was no point in searching any further.

Boom..

Warren "Archangel" fell like an arrow from the sky, smashing up a cloud of snow mist, and he shook his frosty organometallic wings and shook his head slightly.

"Your Excellency Marshal, there is nothing abnormal within a hundred kilometers of the surrounding area, I have seen it carefully."

Warren Worthington has extraordinary eyes like a falcon, and after the second mutation, his eyesight is stronger, and he can look down from a height of thousands of meters.

"I know, this kind of thing is still the easiest for Charles to do, as long as it's a living thing, he can find it, what kind of fame is Daddy and him doing..."

Eric shook his head helplessly, whether it was a large-scale energy detection technology or a purely human search, he did not find the slightest abnormality on the snowfield.

Such a huge energy mass instantly broke through the two-layer extraterrestrial space defense blockade, and even the "Space Fortress" was destroyed by four, but it fell so silently.

As if it never existed.

Burst!

A puff of black-red smoke rose from it, and James, Asazzo, and Hank, the "Beast", teleported next to Eric and the others, and a group of Sirius Legion warriors saw Mr. Howlett appear and saluted in unison, solemnly reciting the honorific name.

"Ahhh......hh Ahh

Not to mention James's physique, Hank, who was dressed in indigo fur, was not afraid of the cold on the island, only the Red Devil, who was most afraid of the cold, hugged his arms tremblingly, and sneezed again and again after a while.

"Dad, we've searched almost all of the ice fields, but we haven't found anything but Jean's cloak—alas!"

Laura was jumping in front of James, and her brother Asazzo next to her snatched the cloak and put it on himself, even retracting his tail into it.

James's pupils contracted suddenly, and at this moment, the "Beast Perception", which had not been alarmed for decades, suddenly stabbed his spine.

"Jean Grey, where's that?"