With the emergence of Magneto, how long has the peace and order of the camp been restored?

A flash in the pan!

When ferocious birds with white pupils, dogs and even werewolfs rushing out of the dark forest like evil spirits, they were like heavy hammers smashing into the mirror, easily shattering the fragile order and calmness.

scream!

struggle!

Fight!

Crying!

The endless camp seemed to have become a hell occupied by evil spirits invaded and occupied by them in an instant.

Mutants are not terrified by the strange invaders. What they are really terrified is that their pride abilities are like betrayal and abandoning them at this moment. In other words, they are now like ordinary people with bare hands.

Like the once lofty god suddenly became a mortal!

Magneto's body shook, and he felt that power! The power that he had already deeply rooted in his bones in prison!

That's the power of leeches!

That is a terrifying force that can invalidate the abilities of all mutants!

Once, like him, he also surrendered to that kind of power and suffered all the hardships.

Bang!

Gunshots rang out.

The first gunshot was like a certain horn sounding. The inner circle was not yet involved in chaos, and all the mutants brought out various guns and weapons nearby.

But the so-called gunfire only brought a little insignificant peace of mind to the mutants around. All mutants knew that the guns and bullets in the camp were not rich. More mutants preferred to fight with their own abilities rather than weapons made by humans.

This is a subconscious concept, because under their abilities, gun weapons are not very useful. But now that their abilities are inexplicably gone, this has almost become a fatal factor!

How many guns do their partners have in their hands?

How many bullets can these guns fire?

How much effect can these bullets play when facing enemies as ferocious as evil ghosts?

The mutants who shot were reluctant to think, even if they could see it.

Mutants who listened to the gunshots were unwilling to think about it, even if they could see it.

The only thing they thought was that there could be sufficient bullets and the gunshots would not be cut off. Even if this counterattack method was not of great use, the gunshots could at least make them feel a little bit of security when they lost all their abilities.

In the shadow of the night, Magneto Eric Lancheer's cold face was like a solemn sculpture. His hands poked out in the direction of the helicopter falling, and the skin on his face was twitching, showing a sense of difficulty.

There was a roar in the distance in the darkness, just like a helicopter's propeller cutting the air in circles. The rumbling sound even overwhelmed the chaotic screams of the camp and spread one after another, but there was a sound of withering gunshots.

The broken branches and leaves were cut and fragments flew everywhere.

A propeller pulled from the helicopter roared through the air. With Magneto Eric's gesture, he turned around in the air under the night, turned around and crashed into the raging group of monsters.

The propeller rotated at high speed with the sound of the wind, cutting like the sharpest knife in the world! The group of monsters was calm under the rain of bullets and the group of monsters collapsed instantly under its rotation, and the flesh and blood turned into a ball, and then shook out densely like a rainstorm of rotating oars and splashed around.

When the propeller, which symbolizes death, stopped rotating and fell into the trunk of a towering tree, it rotated and moved the death trajectory. It was covered with bloody land, with broken limbs and broken arms.

Magneto Eric gasped heavily. He felt his body was getting hot, his muscles were sore, and he was extremely tired. With his usual strength, it was easy to do the things he had just now. But at the moment, he felt a sense of difficulty of being powerless. He knew that he was also affected by the ability of leeches. Being able to use his abilities barely under the ability of leeches is one of his rare gains in prison in these years.

Magneto's behavior was like a stabilizing needle thrown into the water, pulling back the falling morale again. The violent sweep like a storm also allowed all mutants who were not involved in the propeller-killed area to get some breathing and calm time.

Even if this may be short.

All the mutants gasped, gathered with their companions, and then retreated to the area where Magneto was located, like the soldiers in the unfavorable battlefield subconsciously surrounding their king. Their eyes were staring at the darkness seen in horror, where there seemed to be breathing from wild beasts, sharing the rhythm with their hearts beating in their chests.

They are not afraid of unknown enemies, but the premise of not being afraid is that they are abilities. Having abilities means that they are wolfs that can fight with the enemy! The ability disappears inexplicably. Facing the evil monster like a ghost just now means that they are lambs waiting to be slaughtered without a way out!

...

Selena glanced at the werewolf that was flying by the trunks on both sides, held the gun tightly, and finally dropped the gun under Meng Ao. She now has no deep hatred for the werewolf, but the hunting habits that had been deeply rooted for hundreds of years were not so easy to get rid of.

She looked at Meng Ao and said, "I don't remember when you humans can drive werewolf?"

"You don't know much. You may not know much after living for a long time." Meng Ao said.

"You made them?" Selena looked at Meng'ao's side face.

"It's not me, I just provided a specially prepared leech virus." Meng Ao shook his head and denied.

"Where are vampires? Do you also create vampires?" Selena suddenly asked again.

"Don't ask me, I'm just one of the partners of that organization. Storm is not the only one in the world who can make biochemical weapons. But every one who can become a partner of SHIELD has some of its own stuff."

"I don't know if these are made by S.H.I.E.L.D. or one of their partners helps to make them. If you want to know, look here," Meng Ao said, taking a step back, swinging his head towards the position of Natasha Romanov on the other side of his side, and said the last two words: "Ask her!"

"I don't know anything, I'm only responsible for doing things." Looking at Selena's eyes moving, Natasha Romanov answered calmly.

"You humans want us aliens to disappear, but they keep creating aliens." Selena muttered in a low voice and stopped talking. In fact, she didn't have much time to talk because they were close to the battlefield.

In their location, we can already see the situation on the field with the light of the camp.

Meng Ao's eyes automatically fell on a somewhat old middle-aged man without searching.

The man's face was so tough and his figure was so tall in the crowd, which made the eyes that fell on him turn back in a trance and saw the peak era of his youth.

Like Charles, he is admired, admired and followed in a high place! But he is more arrogant than Charles. He disdains the idea of ​​Charles coexisting and helping each other with humanity. He is a madman who wants to take the tribe together to occupy the throne of the world. In the eyes of such a person, there is nothing impossible.

Even if there is, even if he is in a difficult situation, he has never wavered his will.

He is indeed a king.

A king who is outdated but still adheres to his own ideas like a knight.

He was once extremely powerful, but now, Meng Ao only sees the unconcealable weakness. (To be continued)

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