MTL - Marvel Reverses Wolverine-Chapter 128 Professor Xavier's X-Men

  Chapter 128 Professor Xavier's X-Men

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  The sound of Qingyue's broken glass resounded layer upon layer in the sky and earth in the mirror image space.

  This world starts from the dome, pieces of crystal-like glass shards are shattered, like a torrential rain pouring down.

  Master Gu Yi looked at the mirrored dimension that was gradually dispelled, and the bright yellow spikes of Weissante's seal that pierced the sky also drifted away and disappeared, leaving only a section that penetrated James Howlett's body, about three to four meters long.

  嗡.嗡.

  The mysterious rune wrapped on James' body flickered alternately between light and dark, and even became more rapid and intense.

  Gu Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his fingertips could just hold the end of the hair, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

   "Your will still not admit defeat, warrior, vulgar!"

  The Supreme Mage, who is more divine than human, is somewhat emotional, and seems to be complaining about the annoyance of being disturbed by James recently.

  She tapped the magic nail post cast by the "Seal of Emperor Weishan" with her knuckles, and there was a clanging and crisp sound like gold and iron.

   "Should I just seal you up like this?"

   After this battle, which was supposed to be a duel, unexpectedly reached the current situation, such a strange thought suddenly arose in the mage's heart.

  James Howlett, an outlier who has no taboos and hardly has the slightest awe of the ordinary order, should he be allowed to disturb the world again, even

  The strongest weapon passed down by the supreme mage through the ages, the Eye of Agamotto.

   Can manipulate time and see the future, but seeing the future is almost the same as not seeing it.

  The changes in the future come from every "cause" of the moment. When a person makes a choice, several changes will occur in the future, and a number of lives in the world are endlessly intertwined and making a number of choices.

  The variables that are more numerous than the particles in the desert and the stars in the universe are the true face of the future.

   What Gu Yi really knows a little bit about is his so-called destiny in the future, which is his own destiny.

  As for the appearance of James, what she really cares about is nothing but him, who will disrupt her "result".

   ". Daguoer, I heard that the mage is hundreds of years old. Has she ever smoked cigarettes?"

"You just have to ask. Ancient One seems to be very talkative. She doesn't seem to have any humanity. Have you ever heard of a robot? I'll make one for you later. You can ask her, she will never be angry, she must be serious explain to you."

   ".Guokuoer, I suspect that you are cheating"

  In the mind of the supreme mage, James and that apprentice Xiao Li were shoulder to shoulder, and the cat was smoking a cigar in the corner of the back mountain of Karma Taj. As the master of this secret place, as long as she thought about it, there was nothing unknowable.

  Gu Yi didn't even notice that a few traces of popularity appeared on his skinny cheeks that didn't melt into glaciers.

  She remembered James and Master Wang arguing about smoking cigars in the library, and was ridiculed by Casilis when trying to construct spells in the training ground

   Shaking his head, Gu Yi took two steps back, and a bright yellow spark exploded in his hand, casting a circular arcane roulette.

   Papa Papa.

The densely covered runes on James' body shattered one by one, dissipating one after another as Gu Yi waved her hands. She gritted her teeth, and competed with the combination lock-like magic disk with her arms in mid-air, as if trying to twist it. It spins.

boom!

A pillar of Emperor Weissant's seal suddenly exploded into fine streams of mana. The turntable in front of Gu Yi moved a small half circle, and she continued to exert force, flashing twice in succession. Broken, as if it had never been there.

  Boom!

James had no support and fell from a height of hundreds of meters. The mage didn't pay attention to it. He just drew a door and shuttled to the ground. He happened to see a dent in James' fall, and his body began to tremble slightly. .

   "The physical density is amazing."

  James fell on the solid frozen soil, just like a human-shaped solid alloy falling from the sky, the mage once again expressed his helplessness to the strongest warrior on the planet.

   "Master, you are not authentic."

  James Howlett propped up his body and stood up. He felt that everything was fine inside and out, but the gangsha stance formed by the life energy in his body was still a little stagnant.

"I didn't say what the strongest spell looks like. Weishandi's white magic is the greatest defensive magic. The spells recorded in Weishandi's book can never be used for offense, but can only be used for defense. The sealing technique is The crowning achievement of the system."

  James looked at the Master with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and the uneasiness in his heart was aroused again.

  After being sealed by the three pillars of the "Seal of Emperor Weishan", my consciousness seemed to have fallen into eternal silence, and the confusion and powerlessness that came from the depths of my soul still lingered at this moment.

   "I can't kill you, even the Lord of Dimensions, the God-King Heavenly Father may but you remember—"

  Master Gu Yi casually drew out a spark portal leading to the main hall of Kama Taj.

   "Sealing and exile are the best ways to deal with your power."

  James' eyes flashed sharply, he grinned, his body shook, he shook off the dirt, rocks and snow on his hair and skin, and walked into the hall with Gu Yi.

   "Charles, think of a name."

   "Yes, professor, a team needs a code name to be cool!"

  New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. Mutant Forces Institute.

  Charles Xavier looked at Hank, Sean Cassidy, Darwin, and Miss Salvador Bohusque, who surrounded him.

   There is also Wei Jieming Benson, who has just joined, only seventeen years old, a young man who can partially enlarge his body and gain great strength.

  The mutant team plan proposed by Major William Stryker was carried out very smoothly in the mutant force research institute.

  These fellow mutants, whose family conditions and living conditions are all in the middle and lower classes in New York, joined this "full-time" team without any objection.

  Charles smiled and looked at these enthusiastic young people who were constantly clamoring, pressed his hands, pondered for a moment and said:

   "Mutants, or human beings with genetic mutations, we are all people who have obtained special abilities and talents from the uncontrollable dominant mutation of the X gene in our body, so... let's call them X-Men!"

  In the vast S.H.I.E.L.D. tactical training hall with an area of ​​thousands of meters, the noisy atmosphere suddenly stagnated. They seemed to be thinking about something quietly, making Charles wonder if his name was too bad.

  "It's simple and catchy, and it's quite powerful when called out. I think it's great!"

   Darwin shrugged his shoulders, but his expression was as excited as everyone else's. Only Miss "Angel" complained about whether she could also be called "X-Woman".

   "Xavier's initials also happen to be X, which I think fits well, Professor, maybe you are destined for this career."

   Hank McCoy didn’t discuss with everyone such as the color of the team’s combat uniform, LOGO, and slogans, etc., he patted Charles’ arm lightly, and said with relief and encouragement in his eyes.

   "Thank you Hank, I believe we will bring another kind of hope to this world, and I think you can 'release' yourself, your ability should be far more than that"

   While Charles Xavier was discussing with Hank, who still had some hesitation on his face, Major William Stryker strode into the training hall.

   "You guys look great!"

  He grinned and laughed, this Mr. Major who single-handedly solved the problem of the "organization" of the X-Men won the approval of everyone including Charles.

  He patted Sean Cassidy on the shoulder, and looked at his appearance. The red puffy-haired Sean still looked a little funny in his training uniform with "bat wings".

   "From tomorrow onwards, there will be special forces, firefighters, emergency rescue teams and other professional teams to lead everyone to complete the corresponding training tasks. It will be a bit hard, but looking at the face of 'Franklin', I think everyone will be able to persevere."

Several new X-Men looked at Major Stryker with a smile. Everyone didn’t think there was anything wrong with saying this. It is respectable to work hard for a good life and income anywhere, let alone This is America.

  A country where banknotes are bigger than the sky.

   "Professor, and Hank, let's see if that plan can be done."

  Major William Stricker politely asked the two of Charles, what he was referring to was the tentatively named "X Special Forces" plan, and hoped that Charles would be able to screen the American army,

  Identify the mutant soldiers among them and gather them together to build a special operations-oriented team.

  Considering that these people are professional soldiers, Charles has no resistance to this, but because of the special case of Mr. President, he still has other considerations and worries.

  Charles took Major Stryker to the outside of the training ground alone. He straightened the hem of his suit and said cryptically:

   "William, if, I mean if, there are senior officers or even generals in the military."

  Major Stryker nodded knowingly, and explained seriously:

   "Professor, don't worry, first of all, this plan has been approved by the White House and the top military officials. Under the proposal of the 'Awakening Plan', the army planned to conduct a screening first."

  Strike casually put on the military cap tucked under his arm, straightened up and continued talking.

   "Secondly, I have also learned that mutations often occur in adolescence, and considering the very limited number of officers, it is not a problem even if one or two appear. We are not malicious, are we?"

  When Major William Stryker got the information of the first mutant communication recruit of the 38th Corps of the U.S. Army in the laboratory of the brainwave enhancement instrument,

  Strike held the note with his name and location tightly in his hand, as if he was holding the road to real power.

   Tickets.

  (end of this chapter)