Chapter 501 Meeting
At the same time, in the black swallow-shaped aircraft flying at high speed in the night sky, the old man version of Professor X wearing the [brainwave enhancer] opened his eyes.
"How is it possible!"
If another Professor X saw it, he would probably make the same shocking sound.
However, the latter was because the [brainwave enhancer] could be shrunk and placed in a cabin of less than ten square meters, and the silver-blue and red stars representing humans and mutants were too sparse, only a few dots.
The former suddenly discovered several giant stars, one of which was clearly
"Is this my son?" Magneto in the cockpit also recognized him by the outline, but he was limited to the projected outline without telepathy, and mistakenly thought that he had a son who looked very similar.
"No, this is you." Professor X didn't know what to say.
As he was older, he didn't rashly contact the person corresponding to the giant star like his younger version, but just started to change the route.
Therefore, Phantom Cat didn't find it.
She was just entangled in the words of Apocalypse.
"Weaklings?" She was speechless. "They are all elites among mutants. Strong ones who can defeat Sentinels in one-on-one situations."
"Sentinels can learn by themselves, and even evolve to break free from the constraints of their creators, and regard carriers of the X gene as targets that need to be solved. Each is equivalent to a tactical master, and can store copied abilities."
"In many past times, we did not lose to the Sentinels, but to the tricky abilities of our companions."
"Sunspot lost to Iceman, and Iceman lost to Sunspot."
"When the abilities are equal and can only be used in melee, the flesh and blood body cannot defeat the tall metal robot."
"Mutant abilities are not so inconvenient," Apocalypse snorted coldly, "You are like beasts who can only use abilities like muscles. Thousands of years have passed, and my compatriots have not made any progress."
"What did Xavier's School for the Gifted teach you?"
Phantom Cat wanted to refute, but when he thought of the courses in the super high school, the latter was indeed too childish in comparison, just like the difference between a public middle school and an Ivy League school.
"Here we go again." Apocalypse raised his head.
In the gray sky, a flying machine with a vertical trapezoidal building that was completely un-aerodynamic flew towards them.
Soon, the hatch of the aircraft opened.
A conical metal block fell from it, and when it was about to land, it turned into a gray-black steel puppet with slender limbs-the sentinel, flying towards Phantom Cat and the others.
"The teaching time begins."
As his voice fell, the huge sentinel flew up from the ground and headed towards them.
"First, you-what's your name?"
The mentioned Bipshop replied, "Lucas Bishop."
"Your ability is to absorb and transform energy, but in actual use, you find that due to your fragile body, you cannot directly absorb direct physical impact. You can only absorb conventional energy such as electricity and heat and turn it into bullets for the energy gun in your hand." Tianqi said.
"Yes." Bipshaw nodded.
"Wrong answer."
The giant sentinel has already faced six sentinels.
Facing the impact of sentinels with sharpened limbs, burning flames, or freezing.
The giant sentinel was clearly suspended in mid-air, but it was still.
Then he found the opportunity to hold all six sentinels in his arms. Soon, the glimmer in the eyes and chests of the sentinels went out instantly, and they lost their energy.
"Is this my ability?" Bipshaw was unbelievable.
"You need to use your brain to use your ability. You just need to increase the power of instant energy absorption and a little trick - find the siphon effect that suits your energy conversion." Apocalypse said, "Put down the gun, and you will find that the energy you absorb and convert can also be stored in your body to increase strength, heal injuries, and build a protective shield."
As his voice fell, the giant sentinel's face bloomed and shot out several blue rays.
The few people who were shot instantly felt refreshed, their physical strength was restored, and their stomachs were no longer hungry.
As the original body, Bipshaw could naturally see that the strength of this giant sentinel's ability was even slightly weaker than his own, which surprised him more than before.
"Your teaching will continue later." Magneto said, looking at the trapezoidal buildings flying towards them in the gray sky, he had no patience, "You discovered my existence and dared to keep approaching. How ignorant."
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"How could it be~"
In the high-rise building in the center of the concentration camp-like building in New York, North America, a goblet filled with red wine suddenly fell to the ground.
Stryker, who was already full of wrinkles, stood up, his fingers trembling.
It was not because the signal of a large number of Sentinels in Moscow disappeared.
It was the photos taken by the satellite.
In the fireworks caused by the explosion of the Sentinels, Eric Lansheer stood out of thin air. He still looked young, wearing a white uniform with the letters SH (Sky High Superman High School), looking up at the sky, as if staring at him.
"This is impossible, he should be with another bastard in a wheelchair, and he is old and frail!"
At the same time, Professor X suddenly said, "Turn around and go to New York."
Because the several giant stars that suddenly appeared on the black curtain projected in the cockpit for fifteen minutes have disappeared and appeared in the mutant's restricted area.
Even the anti-brainwave and mind-penetrating devices in the restricted area could not conceal the brilliance of these stars.
Two voices sounded behind Stryker.
"Cool, you can teleport so quickly."
"Meet again?"
It was Twinkle and Apocalypse who spoke.
Fan BB's face-flashing ability also opens the portal, but she actually opens the door, and others can enter before the door disappears.
In the original future, she was stabbed to death by a sentinel through the portal that had not yet disappeared.
Teleporting over long distances takes a long time.
As for Psylocke, which was almost instantaneous and in the form of a protective shield, only the people inside the shield could be teleported together over long distances, so she couldn't help but speak.
Apocalypse recognized Stryker.
Everything in the Pentagon was deliberately directed by him.
He didn't expect to see a dead person in this world.
"No. 00003?" Stryker said subconsciously when he saw Apocalypse's face.
In this world, Apocalypse, who was buried in a state of hibernation under the pyramid, was not dug out in time. Instead, he died in his sleep, and his body was dug out as precious experimental materials.
The fact that Mystique's X gene can be stimulated to this extent is inseparable from the research results brought by Apocalypse's corpse as a ladder.
“Ah—my legs!”
The area below Stryker's knees was sunk into the ground, perfectly integrated with it, as if it had been like this from the beginning, if you ignore the dripping sound from the ceiling below.
Tianqi misses Professor X very much now. If he were here, he could read the brain of this guy who looked at him with impolite eyes.
Instead of just invading the base network and viewing one-sided and unintuitive information.
"How dare you-"
Through 'No. 00003', he found the corresponding data. After losing the protection of the force field, he was dismantled into fragments.
The skin was made into leather boots, just as the people of this land once did to the Indians.
The extremely angry Apocalypse waved his hand.
The skin on Stryker disappeared and fell aside.
His eyeballs rolled down, his flesh and blood was exposed to the air, and he let out a horrifying scream.
This horrifying scene even made Harry look unbearable.
(Among the people in the magic world, only a few complained that this was too cruel.)
They all learned from Phantom Cat and others what kind of tragedy happened on this planet because of Stryker and others.
Professor
The anti-brainwave and electromagnetic wave devices surrounding the concentration camps of mutants and rebels seem to have lost their effectiveness.
The seven oceans, densely packed with red, blue and silver stars, appeared in front of him and were projected in the cockpit.
This also includes New York, where they are heading.
He could feel the joy coming from these oceans.
"Although I don't know what happened, the end is finally over!"
Mutants are imprisoned in the New York base of the Resistance Army.
In the sea of joy, the young Magneto curled his lips in displeasure.
"Leader, am I too rough?" Tianqi looked at the base guard who was beheaded and split into two by him with a thin sand-like substance, and began to think about how to be more elegant and civilized.
"It has nothing to do with you." Young Magneto looked at the night sky again, "There are two losers flying towards us."
The old man Magneto and Professor X are not the only ones in the aircraft.
Storm, Wolverine are among them.
But he only had eyes for these two people.
As the strong, dominant side, the two leaders of the radical and conservative groups of mutants, they allowed humans to secretly cause trouble, causing the current doomsday.
What he couldn't accept the most was Mystique's death.
Professor
He knew how painful and desperate it was. In the Auschwitz concentration camp, he had been studied as an experimental subject. It was only with the indulgence of the Black Emperor who killed his mother that he successfully escaped from that purgatory.
There is obviously a lot of time in this process.
But the Charles of this world did nothing.
What's even more disgusting is that Bolivar Trask realizes that mutants are also because of Charles.
This information came from a paper on mutants published by Charles in the CIA at Oxford University.
He erased the memory of CIA agent Moira, but instead of using his level five authority to eliminate paper records and documents, he deliberately left them behind.
Thinking of all these things, the young version of Magneto didn't use the earth's magnetic field to cause the old version of Professor
As a result, the four people who got off the plane had no time to be surprised by the Sentinel who had changed color and replaced the human physical labor, but they were attracted by the young version of Magneto who exuded a gloomy aura.
The essence of his ability is to control the magnetic field. He has gone a step further under [Compound No. 5]. Due to his low mood, he even caused thunderclouds to billow above the base.
Storm thought that this was inconsistent with the atmosphere in the joyful base, so her eyes turned silver, and she used her power to disperse the lead cloud, and the roaring thunder and lightning disappeared.
"Here we come, losers." The youth version of Magneto said.
"What did you say?" Logan, the fiery-tempered Wolverine, threw himself at him in anger as usual, and then was slapped against the wall and unable to move.
The elderly Magneto's face darkened when he tried to use his magnetic field ability to rescue Ron but failed.
The same goes for Professor
None of them expected him to be so powerful.
Especially the elderly Magneto who has been immersed in magnetic field abilities for decades and thinks he is stronger.
"What?" The youth version of Magneto snorted, "Think you should be stronger? What a joke. I saved the world."
The mutants and ordinary people in the base heard the noise and left to cast hateful eyes at those who dared to offend their savior.
Some even directly carried the machine guns of the dead soldiers and shot at this side.
It was only because the old Magneto quickly reached out to control them that they were safe.
"Katie?" Storm, who was not mixed in, finally noticed her student who had become as big as a palm, "Why are you-"
Phantom Cat, who shuttled through the crowd to comfort people and explained that the Sentinels were all turned against, looked up, "Ororo! Ahem, Professor Monroe."
"Just call me Ororo." Storm said.
Now that there are not many X-Men left, everyone is very cherished.
There is no distinction between professors and students.
They are all family.
"My Knight?" Apocalypse interrupted the conversation.
Storm's face has hardly changed over the years, only her hairstyle has changed, and Apocalypse easily recognized her.
"Who are you?" Professor X appeared in front of Apocalypse in a flying wheelchair that sprayed blue fireworks.
He regained his composure and noticed the movement here.
"I don't know you." Storm added.
"No wonder you have fallen to such a level." Apocalypse couldn't help but reveal a little contempt, "From our leader, we can see that we are not from this era."
"The past, or the future?" Professor X asked.
The reason why there is a future.
Because this can explain why Magneto, who looks so young, is stronger.
As for why he looks young, maybe it's the effect of a mutant's ability, or Magneto transplanted Wolverine's X gene, just like Wade.
"Of course it's the past." Apocalypse said, "Do you think my Lord is a waste like you?"
"In our world, in 1983, we promoted the mutation of all mankind, and no innocent people died in the process."
"We are indeed losers." Hearing this, the old version of Magneto said a little gloomy.
At the same time, he had some resentment towards Professor X.
He linked the mutation of all human beings to the mutant awakening instrument he had developed in the past. At that time, he was going to use the ability of the little rascal to activate the instrument and make the high-level human beings who were holding a meeting not far from the Statue of Liberty mutant.
But in the end, he found that the instrument he made was not perfect, and the humans who awakened the mutant gene would die of gene collapse.
In the end, he was thrown into prison.
And this instrument was ignored by Professor X, who never thought of further transforming it to make it perfect.
Although this was also due to the subsequent appearance of the [antidote] that weakened and suppressed the mutant gene, and the influence of the Phoenix Girl whose ability went out of control and slaughtered the mutants and human army on the entire island, he just couldn't accept it.
Just a little bit, just a little bit, he succeeded.
