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33 Communication

The powerful mutant was still holding his ultimate move the moment before, but the next moment, the blue figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only the gloomy sky. Several X-Men looked vigilant around them to prevent Apocalypse from not leaving but a sneak attack.

After only half a day, the blue mutant still had no sign of appearance, and he disappeared!

Shire was a little doubtful if the guy was seriously injured because of his three swords, but at this moment he was thinking about another question.

"With this teleportation ability, it's easy to kill these ordinary X-Men with normal physical fitness."

This thought flashed away. Seeing that the soldiers around him were resurrected, and even those who were not yet dead had frozen all over their bodies. Shir thought and the sword in his hand quietly dissipated.

This did not attract anyone's attention, even the phantom cat beside him. So when the black clouds in the sky lost their maintenance power and suddenly scattered, no one suspected that this was Shire's ability.

“What are those?”

The young Magneto with a helmet first came back to his senses and looked down at the resurrected soldiers and frowned.

"Maybe it a new method of apocalypse." A white-haired and brown-skinned woman replied softly, scanning the ruined battlefield around her, and her eyes finally set on Charles next to the Phantom Cat not far away.

Then she saw her body floating in the sky slowly landing, and finally walked slowly to Charles.

"Hello, I am Oloro, affiliated to Xavier Genius Youth School, may I ask you..."

"He is a friend of another world, well, he should have the same origin as Mr. X. A very stable world, passing through the cracks in time and space."

Before Charles could answer, a calm and young voice spoke for him, and turned to look at a brown hair in a wheelchair, smiling slowly: "I'm right?"

Shire nodded, saying nothing was right or wrong.

I know that this person is talking about the world before he traveled through the cracks of time and space, but Charles didn't have the time to explain the specific details.

"Professor, why did you come down? It's very dangerous here!"

Another white-haired woman appeared beside Oloro, frowning at the young man in the wheelchair.

"It's okay, I've already felt Apocalypse left, he...he seems to be injured." Charles said, looking at Charles specifically, "I'm glad to know you. My name is Charles, Charles Xavier. Can you talk to you alone?"

...

The disappearance of the apocalypse made the men breathe a sigh of relief. After they simply cleaned the battlefield, they commanded the remaining government troops to gather and escort a few resurrected soldiers onto a very cool black fighter jet.

Charles followed him.

After the apocalypse disappeared, he had checked the golden spire left in the ruins. Unfortunately, the guy seemed to have done something before. When Charles found it, the spire, which was originally neat and orderly and full of geometric beauty, had turned into a chaotic and disorderly metal bump.

While this made him unwilling to accept it, his "greed" for Apocalypse has not yet dissipated.

And the so-called enemy is friends, so although he is not familiar with these X-Men, he still boards their "ship" at the invitation of the wheelchair professor.

Anyway, he has no place to go here for the time being.

Those who were traveling with the Phantom Cat Katie, the young version of Magneto Eric, who was covered in blue hair when fighting, and now turned into a thin man with glasses, as well as Cyclops, Iceman, Steelers, and the last one, or two Stormwomen Oloro.

One is a little immature, the other is quite mature.

If you don't know, you might think they are two sisters, or two mothers and daughters. However, in fact, they are the same person.

This strange situation is quite silence, but Charles didn't look at anything more. He was sitting on the seat of a stable fighter plane, looking at his nose and his heart.

This made the first impression that people around him were a little cold.

However, mutants have special backgrounds and even weirder personalities, which are normal for being cold and so on. At least they live in a mutant school, and they are used to it, but they still have to pay more attention to it.

During the return trip, the physical exhaustion of the fierce battle was eased. Except for the Eric who had been expressionless, the rest would pay more or less attention to the young blonde figure while resting.

The waist-length hair was cut and burned without hesitation before this guy got on the fighter plane. At this moment, only a short buzz cut was left.

When thinking of that cruel scene, the three young women here feel heart-wrenching.

It's nothing more, it's really that long blonde hair is too dazzling and beautiful under the sun, without any impurities, as if it's cast from pure gold.

As a result, it was burned to pieces without hesitation.

However, even if the hairstyle changes, this will not affect Shire's appearance at this moment.

After fierce battles, the white shirt on her body was not stained with dust or wrinkles. The blue jeans were wrapped in slender legs and wearing a pair of white sneakers, which looked very friendly to the boy next door.

Unfortunately, this person is a fake neighbor and has no kindness at all.

But in fact, Charles is not pretending to be aloof or something. Although he rarely communicates with people, he is not that kind of dull. He looks like this now just because he is talking to people.

Yes, talk.

Although he couldn't see anything on the outside, in fact, Professor Charles, who was sitting on the other side, was communicating with Charles's previous unstoppable conversation.

"I'm sorry, I've been sacrificed because of an accident in your world. Otherwise, you'll have a lot of things to talk about when you arrive at school." The voice conveyed to your heart was filled with sadness.

"To distinguish the name, I called him Mr. X. He once mentioned that he had a son in his own world who was fostered at a relative's house. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Son? Are you talking about a large group?

When Charles heard this, he replied without hesitation: "I haven't heard of it. I don't like to contact other mutants very much."

In fact, the large group is now locked in the Golden Ring. The hurried glance seemed to have changed a lot, but Charles would not say this.

Although Charles has the ability to see through his soul, he always feels incomprehensible when facing this "mutant" that has traveled through time.

This is not only because the other party can ignore his mental exploration without carrying any shielding device, but also has so many abilities.

The weird ability that can cause damage to the apocalypse does not count, teleportation, flame control, and mind shield. Normal mutants don't have so many means.

However, at least he opened a mutant school. Although there are few mutants with versatility, they can still be accessed, so Charles did not make a fuss.

He was very curious about the young man who could cause harm to the apocalypse, but he also knew that the two were not familiar with each other at the moment, so he kept talking about some painless questions.

For example, introduce their nest in New York State, USA, to Shire, the current situation of the world, and the current situation of the mutants, etc.

It is mainly because of the current world pattern. Half of the countries controlled by Apocalypse resists the rest of the countries protected by the X-Men. There are three known time-space cracks, and behind Shire is one of them, but because of the timeliness of the cracks, it is difficult to be reused.

The world behind the cracks belongs to the mutant world, but the situation is different from here, etc.

It was not until I arrived at the Variety School that the conversation came to an end.
Chapter completed!
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