"What the hell is that?! Professor! “

After hearing Storm's denial answer, the X-Men looked up at the thunder in the sky, their faces full of horror and confusion.

In the cloudy sky, a figure could be faintly seen flickering in the thunder.

"I don't know."

Professor X sat in an electric wheelchair, staring at the sky and frowning slightly.

The thunder roared, as if in response to the exclamations of the mutants, and at the same time, it seemed to herald the arrival of the thunder master. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing the mysterious figure.

The mysterious man wore a shiny silver armor with flowing blond hair and a blue arc of lightning on its surface, and a bright red cloak hung from his back, hunting in the dark clouds like a red flame.

In his hand was a silver mace that seemed to contain great power, and each rotation was accompanied by lightning and thunder.

"This is the guy you're talking about?"

Tony stroked his metal fingers over the metal chin of the metal visorel, making a thoughtful gesture.

Jarvis, who was really in charge of thinking, began to quickly help him analyze the cause of the rumbling lightning storm in the sky, as well as remotely capturing the facial features of the hammer man in an attempt to find out who the man was.

A few seconds later, his smart butler reported two things: it couldn't analyze how the storm formed, and judging by the surrounding rainfall and weather activity, New York should have had a cloudless day today.

At the same time, it is impossible to find out who this golden retriever is, only some external documents of S.H.I.E.L.D. mention keywords such as "blonde", "thunder" and "town", but if you want to break through the defense line specifically, it will take more time to check its contents.

So it's better to ask this agent leader directly, Fury, this kid is quite able to hide, and in addition to the Hulk, he actually knows someone who looks fierce like this.

"I think that's the guy Fury was talking about." A gentle voice came, and Tony turned his head to see the man who had appeared on the TV channel threatening the 'X-Men' standing beside him, looking at him with a smile.

Beside him was a silver-haired man wearing a purple helmet, also looking up and down at his golden-red armor.

"We haven't officially known each other yet, my name is White Night."

Bai Ye said and stretched out a hand.

Tony was a little surprised, obviously this guy was a few hundred meters away just now, why did he come here now? He looked at the outstretched hand and hesitated for a moment, but finally took the outstretched hand and shook it twice.

"Tony Stark, known as Iron Man." The Tin Man replied, though he still had doubts about White Night's true identity, he didn't want to make a fuss at this time, and he asked, "Looks like you know who that 'blonde' is?" ”

Bai Ye smiled, looked at the black braised egg with a sinking face, and said, "I think Fury or that person himself will give the answer." ”

Frey was silent, then leaned over to Tony's side and muttered, and then the mustachioed man looked at the group of people in the distance, led by the bald wheelchair man, his face becoming more and more shocked.

The mysterious man with the hammer slowly descended from the sky to the ground, his silver armor still shimmering, and the hammer in his hand spun under his grasp. His arrival brought the entire ruin to a halt for a moment, and none of the X-Men dared to take him lightly.

The arrival of this man was accompanied by the thunder in the sky gradually dissipating, and the thunder gradually subsided, but the dark clouds still floated above everyone's heads, as if as soon as the mysterious man became angry, a new storm would reappear.

Then, in full view of everyone, the mysterious blonde man raised his hammer, and a bowl of blue lightning instantly slashed at his hammer head.

He held the hammer aloft like this, and his voice was loud and majestic, like rolling thunder throughout the venue: "Thor Odinson is here, who dares to violate the atrium guarded by Asgard?!" ”

After he shouted, everything around him fell into dead silence. The wind stopped howling, the leaves stopped swaying, and all sounds seemed to disappear, leaving only the voice of the man who called himself the blonde shawl echoed in the air.

Iron Man: "."

Professor X: "."

After a long, awkward silence, one of the X-Men finally spoke.

"Thor.? Is he serious? Isn't this a god in Norse mythology? ”

When the iceman heard this, he said a little strangely, stretched out a hand to straighten the cap on his ice head, and said that this background was too fake.

When he himself was brought to the island by the professor when he first awakened his abilities, he also thought of a few cool names, such as the King of the North, the Lord of Ice and Snow, and so on, but he finally chose the simple and unpretentious name of 'Iceman'.

Who would call themselves a mythical character, that's too middle two.

"Anyway...... Maybe we should get out of here first. Logan, who had already healed himself, walked to the wheelchair and stretched out a hand to hold on to the handle.

The speed at which Charles ran into the Blackbird fighter was definitely much faster than this electric wheelchair.

"No, maybe not this time." The bald head in the wheelchair sighed, looked at the blonde man in the distance and shook his head.

He knew what Logan meant, and used telepathy to keep the group out of sight of them, and then they got on the Blackbird and quickly left here.

He'd done this many times, and he used to do it when the X-Men were still on duty outside the island to protect the civilians watching the excitement, and if they brushed their cerebral cortex with mental power, they would forget what they were just looking at and go home and get some sleep.

But now the situation is completely different, first, Fury's side seems to have remembered the memories that have been erased by himself, and he is afraid that he will not easily forgive himself for such an extremely offensive behavior, and this can even be ignored for the time being.

Charles Xavier's gaze turned away from Thor to Fury, who was unkind-looking in the woods—even if he couldn't see it from this distance, he could guess what Fury's expression was now.

Second, he is no longer able to read the traces of Fury's psychic existence, just like the man with the knife and the guy wearing a helmet that bears a slight resemblance to Magneto's helmet.

As if thinking of something from this, Professor X couldn't help frowning, and then stretched out and said, "We need to talk to them about everything that happened." ”

"After all, my original intention in establishing the X-Men was not to fight against people, but to protect mutants and the world shared by humans, and we are not Eric's Brotherhood of Mutants."

"X-Men, don't do anything drastic, let's go talk to them."

As he spoke, he gently pushed away Logan's hand holding the wheelchair, and pushed the small rocker on the handle himself to drive the wheelchair forward.

(End of chapter)