The Death Knell

"Strange, why did you choose such a troublesome method?"

Now the three of them left the tower and came to the roof of a building outside the Champ de Mars. Only Magneto and Charles were left floating not far from the top of the tower. In the early morning sunlight, they looked like little of black spots.

Xili asked Su Ming a little strangely, because she had participated in the Battle of Immortal Palace, so she naturally knew that when Deathstroke needed information, he could call the gatekeeper and use his divine power to help investigate.

It is said that Heimdall can see anywhere in the nine realms, so wouldn't it be better to find him? Why do we have to bring two mutants together?

Su Ming glanced at her with a smile and motioned her to look at the two men standing together on the manhole cover in the air. They were squeezed together tightly.

On the small manhole cover, Charles stood in front, pressing his index and middle fingers on his temples to activate his abilities, because he did this with good intentions and wanted to help Magneto free himself from the abyss of hatred. So he had a smile on his face.

And Magneto was stuck behind Charles. In order to control the magnetism, he opened his arms with his palms facing up and his eyes closed, as if he was flying. However, his expression was filled with bitterness and hatred. Maybe he was overburdened by his superpower. Heavy, perhaps because of his eagerness for revenge, his expression was a little ferocious.

At a glance, the sound of the eternal Scottish organ in my heart sounded in Su Ming's heart.

But he shook his head and said to Shiri: "Look at them, how friendly and united they are, they are destined to be together."

"Huh?" Xili's little face stretched out, and the skin next to her nose wrinkled: "It's so disgusting."

Su Ming knocked her on the head and said angrily: "Where did you think about it? I mean, their fates will be entangled, but they have to separate and reunite because of the status of mutants, and they fall in love with each other. Kill, bah... forget it, you can think whatever you want, because I also think it's a little weird."

He originally planned to explain his future plans to Shirley, but the more he talked, the more he felt something was wrong. Who cares, Professor Something that can’t be said for sure.

Parham stood aside quietly drinking. He could understand these topics but not participate in them. Was it the future that the Supreme Mage saw? It’s really incredible.

Xili touched the top of her head and sighed helplessly. Then she saw blue electric currents began to flash on the huge iron tower, and gradually gathered together. Under the influence of the magnetic field, these arcs gradually converged at the top of the tower. rises up, forming a blue, huge aperture.

The densely surging arcs made a strange sound like thousands of birds chirping together, and the dazzling blue light painted the city with color.

Before she could express her feelings about the power of her superpower, she heard Deathstroke beside her, seeming to mutter to himself: "So the combined skill of Professor What's going on? But then, the combined skill of Magneto and Wolverine should be 'Meat Bullet Chariot', so what is the Professor and Wolverine? I'm really curious."

For some reason, Su Ming suddenly became interested. When different superpowers work together, the 'chemical reaction' they produce is indeed very interesting.

The currently known synthesis formulas include Phantom Cat plus Professor

Different combinations have unlimited possibilities, and they are also fun. It seems that Xavier Academy will study this in the future, right?

"Buzz!"

While he was thinking, a strong beam of light shot straight into the sky, and then disappeared, and the thought came from the strangulation, which sensed that the concentration of charged particles in the air had increased.

Has it started yet?

The operation of the simple version of the brainwave amplifier was not eye-catching, but the effect was undoubted. Within a few seconds, Magneto landed with Charles, and then flew quickly in one direction.

"Tsk, that guy acted without permission again. He was too impulsive." Su Ming smacked his lips and shook his head: "Let's go too. Shiri will pick up Charles. Parham, follow me."

After hearing this, the officer didn't say a word, turned over and climbed onto the horse he was holding. The black horse was instantly enveloped in flames, and the face under his cowboy hat turned into a man whose upper and lower jaws were constantly clashing, laughing silently. Skeleton.

Pulling the reins, the fire horse raised its front hooves high and let out a silent roar. Then it ran down the wall from the roof, leaving only a string of burning hoof prints.

Ghost Rider can sense where Magneto is, and the smell of sin is stronger than the sulfurous smell of hell's flames.

Xili activated the flash immediately and teleported to the little bald man, then grabbed him and flashed to Deathstroke. Su Ming happened to turn the magic floating cloak into a flying carpet in the air and caught the two of them.

The flying speed of Magneto is not as fast as the magic floating cloak. At this time, Deathstroke has already overtaken.

"I'm sorry. He anxiously asked me where my enemy was, so I told him. I didn't expect him to be so impulsive." Charles said with a look of shame. It was impossible for him to keep reading Magneto while activating the brainwave amplifier to find someone. The idea is that his current ability is not yet capable of that.

"It doesn't matter, he can't fly out of my hand." Su Ming touched his bald head, then turned to look at Magneto, who was flying fast and ferocious beside the flying carpet: "Are you tired? Do you want a ride?"

Magneto didn't answer.

Su Ming coughed and said lightly: "Charles just felt the enemy move. Do you want to know where he went?"

Eric paused, slowed down involuntarily, and frowned.

Yes, activating the brainwave amplifier caused a lot of noise. Maybe the enemy also felt that he was being scanned, so he might have run away. Without Charles, he might not have been able to find the other party.

But Magneto was very cheeky. He floated onto the flying carpet as if nothing had happened, sat in a corner and turned to look at the scenery, as if nothing had happened before.

Su Ming shook his head, took out the two fitness balls from Magneto's pocket and put them into his hands, letting him play with them: "Whenever big things happen, you need to be calm. Your expressionless appearance is enough." You are calm, but if you get excited at critical moments, you will suffer a loss sooner or later."

The cape flew not far away from the rooftops, but the Ghost Rider's flaming horse ran through the streets, causing quite a stir.

But there is nothing to worry about. The people on the flying carpet are moving too fast, and even if someone takes a picture below, it will only be a blurry black shadow. The Ghost Rider is too bright, and when photographed on film, it will only be overexposed and pale.

"Where are they?" Magneto lowered his head, using magnetism to control the two iron bladders to spin rapidly in his hands, and managed to squeeze out only one sentence for a long time.

"Their places haven't changed. I lied to you." Su Ming said with a smile. Seeing Magneto raise his head in surprise, he waved his hand again: "Don't get excited. I lied to you for your own good. Charles didn't say anything. How many mutants are gathered there, and you rush in alone, thinking you are a hell paratrooper?"

Magneto rubbed his face, and he felt a kind of torture when he moved with Deathstroke. This was different from the torture he suffered in the concentration camp. Although it was the same involuntary sense of confinement, on Deathstroke's side, he even had his own emotions. He can't be the master, everything is controlled by this weirdo.

What kind of environment could create such a madman? Too dark.

"Okay, now listen to me. The Paris branch of Hellfire is currently located at Les Invalides in the 7th district." Su Ming put on the black and yellow icon armor, controlled the strangulation to turn into liquid, and drew a pattern on the flying carpet. Diagram: "The Les Invalides in Paris is now also known as the French Military Museum. It is a series of palace-shaped buildings, divided into tanneries, churches, hospitals, nursing homes and underground mausoleums. The mausoleums may be connected to the giant tombs under Paris. Network, you have to be careful not to let the enemy escape."

Les Invalides in Paris is famous mainly because Napoleon's tomb is located underground in its golden-domed church, surrounded by 12 statues of the goddess of victory.

Napoleon's last wish was 'I hope my body lies by the Seine River, among the French people I love'. This can be regarded as a realization of his wish, but France also wanted to buy back Napoleon's body from the British. A big price was paid.

The French actually have no hatred against the Germans. They have the deepest hatred against the British.

Su Ming continued to describe his plan: "So when we arrived at the outskirts of Les Invalides, Charles activated his ability again to determine where the enemy was in the palace complex. It was early morning. If they were hiding in a hospital or nursing home, I don’t want your actions to hurt innocent people. You are very capable, but that doesn’t mean you can just kill anyone lying in a hospital bed.”

Xili took out the steel sword she carried on her back and quenched the poison on it. She was right, unless the person lying there was a vampire or a demonic bird.

Charles smiled and nodded. He agreed with Deathstroke's statement that superpowers can be used to benefit mankind, not to dominate.

Magneto snorted and agreed. He didn't even bother to attack the lying person. He was the man who wanted to become the leader of the mutants...

"After determining the specific location of the enemy, I will immediately arrange the next step of tactics and select the corresponding enemy for you. You must obey the order, otherwise no matter how good the tactics are, they will be full of flaws."

Su Ming emphasized again, then fell silent, and while speeding along the Seine River, the university-like building complex appeared in sight. The 110-meter-high golden-domed church was very beautiful in the morning light.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing rate, and a cold voice sounded from behind the mask: "Let's get started, Charles."