Daisy in the Marvel Universe

The golden-red woman looked at the blackened Charles as if she was looking at a pitiful creature. She pointed her golden palm at him, and her unrivaled spiritual power directly enveloped the entire space.

The battle in the spiritual world is in full swing, and the battle between reality and the intersecting world is also lively.

Captain America was very decisive. He picked up the potion and rushed towards what looked like a concentration camp, but was actually the main building of a school.

First, he used a flaw to defeat Nightcrawler, who had excellent short-range teleportation ability. He then knocked out Nightcrawler with a flying shield and prepared to use a powerful move. However, due to different rules, Storm failed to summon lightning for a long time.

Finally, relying on his two long legs, he left the slower Colossus behind.

Entering the main building, the scenery changes again. It is upside down. On the walls are the original layout of Xavier School and some war slogans of the Third Reich, spliced ​​together in a very nondescript manner.

"Where is the basement?" Captain America gasped. Being besieged by a group of mutants caused his physical strength to decline quickly. This meant that the mind-controlled mutants could not exert much combat power, otherwise he would definitely not be able to rush into the main building.

Looking at the surrounding layout, he quickly analyzed the building layout. The east, west, north and south were all messed up. The main building was like a maze. Captain America was also scratching his head. Although he had been here twice, he couldn't tell where the basement was at this time.

You can only follow your feelings, search all the way, and fight all the way.

Finally, he saw the same tired Cyclops in front of a giant black door.

He struggled to stand in front of the gate, blocking Captain America's path.

"Captain, do you also want to eliminate the professor's powers?" Cyclops had previously consumed a lot of physical energy to resist the mind control of spiritual entities. The cable device could only help him resist mental erosion and could not restore his physical strength. Now he was holding on to the wall. It's already a miracle that he barely managed to fall down. It stands to reason that he can't stop Cap at all.

This was the first mutant who could speak normally after entering Xavier School. Captain America sighed and was chased by a group of mutants. Even though his faith was extremely firm, he was still injured at this time.

In particular, the ice created by a German soldier was so cold that even with the ice resistance he had developed over seventy years as an Arctic diver, half of his body was now paralyzed.

He took in big breaths, trying to catch his breath.

Faced with Cyclops's question, he replied firmly: "I will help you, we are not enemies."

This answer was too official, and Cyclops was not satisfied.

Captain America didn't know how Daisy was doing, or whether this strange so-called dream would spread to the outside world. He didn't have time to talk nonsense with Cyclops. After recovering a little strength, he started to charge, stepping hard on the ground, and his muscles Using his strength to the maximum, he completed a series of actions from stillness to assault in an instant.

In addition to his own abilities, Cyclops has also secretly undergone a lot of combat training. Under normal conditions, he is no less than an elite agent.

Now that he is weak, his reaction is half a beat slower than usual, but Captain America is not in the best condition either. Cyclops turns on the quartz glasses, and two scarlet lasers are directed towards Captain America.

The omnipotent shield once again performed great work. The laser was blocked by the shield. Captain America slightly shifted the angle of the shield, turning the impact of the laser into part of his own attack power. Like a violent bear, it crashed out of the wall. He made a depression and rushed in from the side of Cyclops.

Professor Charles is lying on the innermost medical bed. Although his face is as calm as ever, the burnt brain wave therapy device next to the bed can illustrate how active his brain is now.

"Professor, I know you can hear me. Let me tell you, listen." Captain America weighed it repeatedly, but gave up on using the elimination potion directly. This was not in line with his principles.

"I'm Steve Rogers."

"The issue of mutants has always been ignored by me. I never knew that mutants have been treated so unfairly. This is my mistake. Human beings should not kill each other. We must be able to find conditions acceptable to each other. Mutants can still I need your strength to put away these messy things outside, and I hope to have a deep talk with you face to face."

Captain America is not pedantic. He holds the leech potion that Daisy gave him. Once the point of no return is reached, he can make up his mind.

Hearing a slight movement behind him, he threw his shield and bounced it twice, completely knocking Cyclops out.

Captain America counted silently in his mind. He gave himself and Professor Charles thirty seconds. If there was no response, he would take the last resort.

"If you are willing, I can come forward to provide some guarantees for mutants. SHIELD is also actively seeking a basis for cooperation between the two parties. Professor, please believe in our sincerity. We have no ill intentions towards mutants."

Seeing that time was getting shorter and shorter, and there was no sign of improvement around him, cold sweat slowly broke out on his forehead, and he had to speak again to urge.

"Professor, please take back these mental powers..."

Captain America held the syringe in his hand tightly, with bulging veins on the back of his hand, showing the extraordinary feeling in his heart.

There was no response, and his heart sank. Just when he was about to inject Professor Charles with leech medicine, a weak hand grabbed his arm.

The muscles in the old man's palms were slack, but his eyes were as bright as stars.

The emotions in his eyes were extremely complex. They were not the usual kind-hearted ones, but there was a hint of evil, wisdom and cruelty, reason and madness, forbearance and decisiveness. Everything was blended together, and that was the real Professor Charles.

Even though he has seen countless people, Captain America still feels that he has never seen such a pair of eyes.

Magneto's dark side is just an inducement, and the real disaster lies in the heart of Professor Charles.

Lao Wan's negative emotions can actually be vented at ordinary times. At most, they are just a bit of a nightmare from his youth.

Professor Charles is different. His psychic powers are so powerful that a single thought can change the situation of mutants, and he is restraining this thought every moment.

"I heard all your conversations. Help mutants, Captain, please solemnly promise me." Professor Charles took off his mask. Without those disguises, he is now an old man who has been working for the future of mutants his entire life.

This was his promise. Captain America nodded solemnly: "I promise you, I will use all my power to improve the living conditions of mutants."

Professor Charles nodded, as if he had put down a heavy burden, and stretched out his hand to Captain America: "Give me the potion. The world doesn't need me anymore. If I don't want to be imprisoned for life, then eliminating my powers is also a good way."

A quarter of an hour later, Captain America pushed Professor Charles out of the medical room. His powers had been completely eliminated, and he was sitting in a wheelchair like an ordinary old man.