Countless bizarre and colorful lights and shadows floated in front of you like vortexes.

One after another, the strange color memory fragments were broken and reorganized with a strange aura.

The first second was still in the blue sky, soaring freely; the next second was in the rolling yellow sand of heat, looking at the lonely smoke and sunset; the front was still fighting bloody battles with powerful enemies, but behind them, they were lying comfortably on the bed to sleep; countless familiar and strange faces appeared and disappeared, and the cycle of hiding and reappearing was endless.

Countless memories swept violently like rushing waterfalls. However, these memories are still just the original superficial memories, and deeper and more core memories are like deep darkness, which is still gone without a trace without the storm sweeping over.

After a long time, just when I was about to give up, a quiet spiritual fragment that could gently embrace everything. In the violent erosion of memory, it finally emerged from the bottom of the subconscious and the deepest part of the spiritual world. Countless information about the gods of heaven and the hidden power began to spread at a rapid speed...

The information spread from this quiet and warm spiritual fragment like a stream has stirred up the entire spiritual world! Countless bizarre and unmistakable scenes that cannot tell whether it is a dream or a piece of memory from the past have been crushed and turned into complete residues and disappeared without a trace. The whole spirit constantly accommodates the information memory stream that rushes out, as if it is about to burst the entire spiritual world!

pain.

That is untolerable... No, it should be said that the pain that makes people feel pain fill every cell in their body. The severe pain makes them feel a strong sense of time delay. It is obvious that the actual time may only be one second, but in the torturous pain that can make people feel pain, it seems that a whole day has passed.

It seemed as if the flesh and blood were cut off bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit. It was even more like an iron wire was shaving the nerves in the body hard, and at the same time, it was a heavy hammer to smash every bone in a delicate and extremely cruel way.

The head was like a big hole being drilled by someone, and the hot molten iron melted by high temperature was poured directly into the big hole and onto the brain. The burning pain that was indescribable and indescribable really made people feel what life is worse than death.

In this kind of pain that makes people feel chilling when they think about it, some memories that should not be forgotten but have been forgotten finally slowly recalled.

And when memories slowly emerged, the solemn voice of the long-lost Lord God reminded me to my mind. Finally, Ye Guanhuo completely recalled who he was and the purpose of coming to this world...

......

The white queen touched Ye Guanhuo's forehead with her right hand.

The spiritual power surrounding them that was so thick that it disturbed the air because of their own existence made the surrounding light appear a hazy and reflective landscape.

In the first few minutes, the White Queen seemed to be light and light, but then she seemed to encounter some difficulties, and her face gradually became ugly, especially when her face was extremely difficult to see, the small aftermath splashed out by the tsunami-like spiritual power that most of the tsunami-like mental power that acted on Ye Guanhuo made the surrounding air and light undergo strong distortion and deformation.

"Sister Mikoto, uncle should be fine, right?" Luo Li looked very calm on the surface, but her slightly vibrato question still exposed her concerns.

Mikoto Misaka comforted and patted Luo Li who was holding her in her arms like a large doll. Looking at her in her arms, she was obviously very worried but still forcibly making her extremely delicate face appear calm and calm. She couldn't help but say lovingly: "Nothing is wrong. Ye... Uncle, the strong willpower is the only thing I have seen in my life. Even if I can't find the memory of the so-called other world, nothing will happen. What's more, with us here to take care of her, I think the other party will not do extra things."

When Misaka Mikoto talked about Ye Guanhuo's name, she hesitated for a moment and followed Luo Li's name, calling Uncle Ye. Although in fact, from the outside, Ye Guanhuo has not reached the age of an uncle.

"Tsk. What memory is not memorable? It's really a random thought that I'm full of food." Deadpool, who has recovered from a pool of mud and turned into a humanoid body, sneered: "We are agents of Tiandun. We must have professional ethics and should fully capture the other party. How can we accept the other party's inexplicable statement? What's even more outrageous is that we actually asked the White Queen to help find the memory of the so-called other world... Can this be a little nonsense? Should we say that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, or should we say that the ignorant is fearless? The White Queen is a existence that even a level 4 mutant can secretly hypnotize... Nowadays, young people are really frivolous and impetuous..."

No one pays attention to Deadpool.

Mikoto Misaka looked at Ye Guanhuo and Queen Shiraki, thinking about something.

She turned around and said to Wolverine Logan, who had also recovered from the distance, not far away, and said, "Even if what you said is true, why should we oppose changing this world? I mean... In this world, mutants will not be discriminated against, and can walk in the sun openly. Is this the same in that world?"

"...No. In that world, humans are the mainstream. Compared with humans who have the absolute advantage of population, mutants with fewer populations still belong to relatively disadvantaged groups. Moreover, in that world, the contradiction between humans and mutants is very tense, and mutants are still marginal groups excluded by the mainstream."

When Wolverine Logan was just now talking to him, when he found out that the little girl who defeated him at first sight, Wolverine Rogen tightened his body and was ready to take action at any time. However, he soon came back to his senses and found that the other party was just asking his own questions. Wolverine relaxed... or to be more precise, thinking that the other party's ability was too restrained, and even on guard was useless. He simply relaxed.

"So why do you insist on returning to that world? Isn't this world better? If Tony Stark wants to restore his status as a human being, he wants to restore everything to its original state. Then what about you, a mutant? You should have no reason."

"You don't understand."

"I really don't understand. And because I don't understand, I have to ask."

“…because this world is not real.”

"Not it? Don't you think you are strange? You are breathing the air of this world, watching all kinds of scenery with your own eyes, listening to the various voices with your own ears, and talking to me personally. You don't believe these real reality that is not false, but you believe the empty memories in your mind into reality... Isn't this very strange?"

"What I said is true. It is not a simple material level. I know that this world is not true, and this world should not be like this." Wolverine was silent for a while before continuing: "Maybe it is because of my limited ability to express... This world is indeed true from a material perspective, at least from a perception point of view. But this world has been tampered with... Yes, I admit that this modified world has become more friendly to mutants. But the premise of this kind of friendship is based on changes."

"This is not what the real world should look like, it is just a perfect and illusory dream. After all, dreams need to wake up. It is wrong to indulge in dreams." Wolverine's tone was low, and it sounded a little tired, but more of it was unchanging persistence: "The reason I said so much is that I hope you can join us... and restore the world to its original state. Although I prefer that we are trapped in an illusion and do not believe that Wanda has the power to change the whole world. But it is undeniable that Wanda's power is not something we can match alone..."

Wolverine was interrupted before she could finish her words.

It was interrupted by a strong hurricane!

The violent hurricane was centered on Ye Guanhuo's body, and the sudden heat spread out with the fluctuations of air visible to the naked eye, instantly blowing the White Queen away!
Chapter completed!