The Death Knell

Someone ran out of the building, a blonde woman wearing a white one-piece swimsuit, high boots, and a piece of tulle draped over her body rushed out.

She first looked at Wanda, then at the silver shadow in the sky, then she transformed into diamonds and stood next to Wanda.

"Mutant?"

The scene in the sky changes too fast, and the death knell moves at almost sub-light speed, which cannot be solved by the sentry robot. The afterimage of the giant sword is all over the retina, as if it appears next to all the robots at the same time.

The diamond woman chose to talk to Wanda, after all, the two red lights in her hands were too obvious.

"Yes, you too."

Wanda took a moment to glance at the scantily clad female teacher. She didn't know what to say. Is it really a serious school to dress like this?

"I am the principal of this college, 'White Queen' Emma Frost. Are you here to enroll? Or are you here to apply for teaching? I am not reading your mind, so you can rest assured."

Both women raised their heads to guard against possible robot attacks, but the death knell in the sky was not only rapidly destroying each machine, but also blocked all their means of attacking the ground.

Ice arrows and fireballs were smashed directly with his fists, while ray-type skills were bounced back with weapons. In brute force melee combat, he used hundreds of times the strength of the enemy to break them head-on.

He carried out the massacre silently, and every time there was a flash of silver light, all the robots in a small area of ​​​​airspace exploded.

Emma found that there was nothing to do, so she started talking to Wanda.

Wanda has obviously discovered this as well. The once-troublesome sentry robot seems to be completely incompetent against the Supreme Mage.

She glanced at the woman next to her with her peripheral vision, but the headmistress's body was too shiny and she couldn't see any expression, so she answered more cautiously:

"I'm a sorcerer, and I've added defensive spells in advance. You can't read my mind. But I'm not here to go to school or teach. I'm here with him. He said he wants your help."

"Mutant sorcerer?" Emma's shining eyes seemed to be brighter in the moonlight. She looked Wanda up and down: "I haven't seen you on a TV show before, so you are not an X-Men." He doesn’t have a big sword, and his hair isn’t blond, so he’s not the mysterious guest in the rumors.”

Wanda shook her head, the red light in her hand gradually shrank, and she put on a red eggshell-like shield for herself: "My name is Wanda Maximoff, from the Brotherhood. The secret guest you are talking about should be the X-Men. She's a student, right? I've never fought with her."

"Let's not talk about her anymore." Emma, ​​who got Wanda's name, smiled like a fish-stealing cat: "It's a little strange for the Supreme Mage to come to me. It's obvious that Mr. Sinister, the Black King, and Selene, the Black Queen, are more familiar with him. This is my first time meeting the legendary Deathstroke."

Wanda found some resonance. During the days when she was with the Supreme Mage, she had never been embarrassed to say it: "Have you heard the ghost story of Deathstroke when you were a child? My adoptive mother used to use him to scare me."

There was no expression on Emma's diamond face. She just looked up at the sky: "Before my mother went crazy, yes, what girl is not afraid of the devil coming out from under the bed at night?"

Maybe they found a common topic, so the two actually started chatting below the battlefield. One said that his father was a perverted control freak, and the other said that his adoptive father was a thief. Gradually, the two of them got better hand in hand.

Su Ming destroyed all the robots present. It must have taken the military a long time to recover this time.

These sentry robots are still somewhat backward in style and are far from being developed to their strongest form. At least they do not have an AI system or a nuclear reactor. However, it is estimated that the cost of each unit is not much cheaper than Tony's armor.

Hundreds of robots were all written off, and tens of billions of dollars were spent on fireworks.

The Sentinel Project does not rank as high in the US military's research sequence as the 'Weapons' series of projects. If there is no money, there will be no resources, and if there are no resources, there will be no robots. It's as simple as that.

Just think of it as slightly improving the living environment for mutants, and just take care of it when you happen to encounter it.

Except for the large and small debris piled up in the courtyard, the battle that ended quickly did not cause any major damage to the surroundings. After he landed, he happened to hear the two women talking about these family topics.

"It sounds like you guys are getting along quite well."

He put away his weapon and stood in front of the two women with his arms folded.

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Emma's mental condition is much better than Jean Grey. Although she also has childhood abuse and revenge after being discriminated against, at least she is stable and will not do things too extreme.

It's no wonder that Charles regards her as his successor. The most important thing for a person with psychic abilities is a stable mentality and a bottom line.

Although Emma is a member of the Hellfire Club, the club in the 40k universe is different from other parallel worlds. Sebastian passed away early. Since decades ago, the Black Queen has had the final say.

That woman's goal is to become a god, so what's the difference between humans and mutants? It didn't matter to Selene at all.

White Queen Emma is the kind of person who has a bottom line. She is not a hero, but she is not a bad person either. She is just an ordinary person living in this kind of world.

However, she still used her mind-reading ability to go to Las Vegas to make a lot of money, and returned to her hometown of Boston to establish Massachusetts College, just to confront Charles.

Because the other party always uses brainwave amplifiers to scan mutants around the world, which makes the Hellfire Club very unhappy.

You are drinking and singing in your own shop, and suddenly a mind scan comes over, which makes you lose all interest. You only come here every two or three days. Who can withstand this?

The Hellfire Council decided to build their own school to compete with Xavier College for business, add some trouble to the bald head, and cultivate their own new force. The person in charge of this matter was the White Queen Emma.

The 'Hell Lion' team she formed with her students often fought with the X-Men over enrollment issues, mainly to compete for new students. When Phantom Cat entered school, he was almost torn in half by an arm pulled by both sides.

The battle between the Brotherhood and the X-Men lies in their different concepts, while the battle between Hellfire and the X-Men is basically caused by trivial matters.

Speaking of which, Charles also had a hard time. He was surrounded by enemies on all sides. Not only did other mutant organizations have different stances from him, but he also had to be constantly wary of various actions by the military, and at the same time he was busy doing social services.

It's really social service. From saving cats in trees to fighting international terrorists, there is nothing they don't care about.

When a building catches fire, they are the fire brigade; when a cruise ship capsizes, they are lifeguards; when a plane crashes, they are parachutes.

That's a lot of hard work, but those silly kids still enjoy it.

Not mentioning that, after entering the academy hall, chatting with White Queen Emma and meeting the members of Hell Lion, Su Ming made his request.

And Emma happily helped him, locking the target's location through a slightly less powerful copycat electroencephalograph.

"Oh, it's this guy, he's a little tricky."

After hearing the answer, Su Ming pinched her chin and started thinking. The sofa on Emma's side was more comfortable than the one on Charles' side, and the black and yellow armor sank into the soft cushions.

"Is it difficult to deal with?"

Wanda didn't know why, but the Master taught her another lesson.

"I said before that the star chooses a host that is either stupid or crazy, but this time it picked a silly and crazy funny character. The funny character is definitely the most difficult to deal with... "