Chapter 176: Goodbye, Professor X.

in the living room.

All the objects are spinning wildly in space.

The phoenix power in Jean Grey's body seems to have finally broken through the shackles and is no longer restrained.

Professor X was in a wheelchair, his whole body under a terrifying pressure never seen before.

On the oppressed face that was almost distorted, the professor's eyes were still bright and determined.

"Piano...... Let me help you! ”

But at this time.

Qin's original kind divine sense has long been devoured by the black phoenix.

Her red hair fluttered wildly in the air, and her face was full of ferocity to the extreme.

Under her gaze, Professor X slowly came out of his wheelchair.

It was as if someone had grabbed his neck out of thin air and stood up from his wheelchair.

No.

It should be said that he was choked by the neck, his feet off the ground, and he rose in the air!

As a fourth-level mutant, Professor X is like a newborn with no power at this time, and she lets Qin Grey do whatever she wants!

Realizing that something was wrong, Magneto shouted loudly.

"Jean!"

He tried to call the kind Jean back.

But it was all in vain.

He was no better off than Professor X.

Magneto, who has never been invincible, can only sit on the ground at this moment, watching a powerful terrifying force play with his old friend.

As Jean Grey's power is released little by little.

Professor X didn't have the strength to struggle in the air.

What's even more terrifying.

The whole house also suddenly rose out of thin air!

The other mutants in the room were directly pressed to the ceiling by this powerful aura, and they couldn't move at all!

Wolverine looked at the red tank, which was also fiercely pressed against the wall, and exclaimed in his heart.

He was only a door away from Professor X and Jean Grey.

Closest to the danger center, he smelled a terrible smell.

He couldn't see the situation in the house at this time, but Wolverine, who had always been fearless, actually had the idea of being scared at this moment.

He couldn't imagine what had become of his piano at this time.

I can't imagine the professor's safety at this time!

Enduring the heart-rending feeling of his viscera approaching the explosion, he stretched out his wolf claws and slammed them into the ceiling in front of him.

With this as a fulcrum, the whole body moved forward with little difficulty.

Every wound that hurts the heart heals in greater pain.

In the next moment, new wounds kept appearing.

Wolverine's face was flushed at this time, and the veins on his temples were bulging.

He gritted his teeth and finally crawled to the door.

At the moment when he tried his best to pry open a crack in the door, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and a great sorrow rose from the bottom of his heart.

He, Wolverine, James Logan Howlett, a man who lived in intense pain at every moment, thought he could be strong enough to withstand all the darkness in this world.

But when I saw the scene in front of me, I felt deep despair and powerlessness.

The dark phoenix in front of her has long since lost the shadow of Qin, her expression is hideous, her aura is terrifying, like a dark god who despises all things.

Professor X, who rose into the air, had no room for resistance, and under the suppression of Jean Grey, his body began to disappear little by little!

Wolverine's eyes were red.

Professor X, the leader who has brought himself out of nothingness and given spiritual sustenance to countless lost mutants, has never been so vulnerable as he is in front of him.

At this time, Professor X is like a rag doll at the mercy of others.

But his eyes were as firm and gentle as ever.

He sensed his dying flesh.

And the consciousness that is immediately threatened.

Jean Grey spread her arms, and the magnetic field and energy around her were on the verge of limit.

Everything in the house seems to have been paused by someone.

The furniture, books, papers, glass shards, and dishes that had been flying wildly suddenly came to a standstill in the air.

Even all the noise disappeared out of thin air.

Look at it from afar.

It was as if someone had suddenly sucked away the tornado that was raging.

All that remains is a mess.

and silent despair.

Now.

Wolverine's eyes were such a static picture.

Except for Jean Grey's long scarlet hair dancing like a demon, and the twisted expression on Professor X's face.

Professor X's eyes are powerful and gentle.

He looked at Jean Grey, who had already blackened to the point of losing herself.

The abrupt silence was broken softly.

The tone is calm, as if he is talking about homely.

"Don't let it control you."

After saying that, he turned his head and saw Wolverine being suppressed on the ceiling.

A relieved smile was revealed.

"Ahh

Wolverine seemed to realize something, and could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and roared heartbreakingly.

On the other side, Magneto, who could only watch Professor X being tortured, finally couldn't hold back and shouted loudly.

"Charles—"

Friends.

Let me call you by name one more time.

Tears were already welling up in the corners of Magneto's eyes.

Now.

He couldn't remember the disagreement between the two.

I have long forgotten my big plans.

He only saw the silhouette of the old friend who had once cherished him, the only old friend, extremely lonely and helpless.

Bye...... My old friend.

The next second.

The storm reappears.

Professor X disappeared in an instant.

The powerful storm threw Wolverine directly out of the house.

The house, which had risen to mid-air, slammed into the ground, and all the supporting beams broke and shattered.

Long.

Everything is calm again.

Sunlight reinflows into the house.

Dust flies freely in the air.

Jean Grey sat in the dust, confused.

She blinked innocently, dazed.

Magneto walked over and gently put his arm around Jean Grey's shoulder.

"Honey, let's go."

......

A moment later.

Wolverine and Stormgirl rush into the ruins.

There was no Jean Grey in the house.

There's no Magneto either.

It's as if the scuffle just now didn't happen.

They turned around.

Saw a wheelchair.

The wheelchair belonging to Professor X stands quietly in the middle of the room.

And the owner of the wheelchair has long been nowhere to be found.

Only this lone wheelchair reminded the two of them of what had just happened.

"No !!"

Wolverine was so grief-stricken that he knelt in front of his wheelchair and roared.

Stormgirl closed her lips tightly, her eyes teary, and gently hugged Wolverine.

Professor X, he's really gone.

......

Many years ago.

Same room.

Magneto complained to Professor X, who was still a close friend.

"Not every student has to come in person, do we?"

Professor X smiled.

"Of course not, but this one is really special."

on the couch.

The professor said to the ten-year-old red-haired girl, "Jean, you have more energy than you can imagine, the question is, can you control it?" ”