On Lake Huron, bathed in the warm sunshine, a small yacht was slowly cruising. Saber had hired it three hours ago. After five hours of sailing, it would take them to the dock closest to Detroit.
Little Mischievous, who had been irritated by the past few days, moved a recliner to sit at the back of the yacht, basking in the sun comfortably. Santos, on the other hand, was sitting on the side of the boat, fishing out of boredom. He was just doing it to pass the time. Saber told him that this kind of activity would help cultivate the calm mind of a killer, so he enthusiastically went to work.
On the other hand, the leader in name, Seiber, was leaning against the railing at the front with a bottle of wine in his hand. He was wearing a pair of large sunglasses, a flowery shirt, and casual pants. He let the wind blow at his collar, making him look like an ordinary tourist.
Ororo sat not far behind him. Under Saber's insistence, Storm, who joined the team last night, reluctantly took off her flashy black combat suit and changed into a set of casual clothes. She looked a lot gentler, but from her eyes, it was obvious that she was not satisfied with Saber's request.
"Why do we have to take a detour to Detroit?"
Storm asked in a low voice. "We can just fly back to New York from Toronto or Ottawa …"
"Then you're really a genius …"
Saber was speechless. He took a sip of wine and mocked, "There's a branch of the Mutant Brotherhood in Canada. I just killed their leader yesterday. They're a group of fanatical … uh, cultists. You still dare to go to Canada? My lovely Ororo, do you really think you're invincible?"
"I! I'm just making a suggestion. "
Ororo subconsciously wanted to refute, but she had to admit that what Saber said was quite reasonable. She was just lacking in combat experience, but Storm was not stupid at all. She raised her head and stared at Saber.
"Going to Detroit to confuse the enemy?"
Saber extended his hand, feeling the wind in the air as he smiled at Ororo.
"Not only that … I have a batch of firearms stored in Detroit that will help us. I also have a little 'plan' there, but I'm curious. Why don't you teach those children how to use guns? From what I've seen so far, only a small number of mutants are immune to bullet damage. "
"The professor didn't want Xavier Academy to become an enemy of the government, so we didn't carry any weapons."
Orolo leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. "Of course, it's also because the children there are too young. Their willpower is still immature. There are many conflicts between mutants and humans. Once there's a conflict, if the children have guns in their hands … it's easy to cause trouble."
"Tsk, beautiful thoughts, foolish actions."
Saber threw the empty bottle in his hand into the lake, splashing the water. He turned around and grabbed the railing.
"I saw Magneto last night. I have to say, compared to the gentle Professor Charles, Magneto has the temperament to be a leader. The professor is thinking too much. He was already hostile to humans, but he still wants to sacrifice some of his own interests to seek peace. Magneto is too much. There are many internal problems and factions among the mutants. He wants to bring his own people to fight against the humans …"
"You know what?"
Saber turned his head abruptly and said to Ororo, who was looking at him. "Both of them will fail. The best result is that they work together. One of them is tough, and the other is gentle. Both of them have an outstanding reputation in the mutant community, and they can quickly establish their own order in the mutant society. We … we are the nomads of modern society. We are so confused that we don't even have the will to support our own existence."
He stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and quickly released it.
"They seem to be strong, but in fact, they are like sand on the beach. They will be washed away by the sea."
Ororo did not answer. She was 22 years old this year. Under the guidance of Professor Charles, she already had her own way of looking at society. However, even under the influence of Professor X, she had to admit that Saber's words made some sense.
"I … I believe in Professor Charles. He can find a suitable way for the mutants to survive!"
In the end, Ororo could only say so. However, the next moment, her chin was suddenly lifted by a finger. This movement was too sudden. When she raised her head, her face was less than half a meter away from Saber's face. However, Saber did not make any other moves. He just said softly,
"You are running away, aren't you?"
"Because you think that you can't solve this problem, you want to push it to Professor Charles. You don't have your own ideas. Your ideas are only given to you by others. You treat other people's ideas as the rule of your own existence. You hate me. I can see it in your eyes. But because of the professor's order, you are still willing to go with me …"
"You have sacrificed your own emotions. You see it as a sacrifice, a dedication. But unfortunately, you are only moved by yourself …"
He let go of his finger and gently stroked Ororo's face with his fingertips. His tone was gentle.
"You are so pitiful, my Ororo."
"Don't touch me!"
Saber's frivolous action was greeted by a flash of lightning. His whole body was knocked off the deck and smashed into the water more than ten meters away. Ororo's chest rose and fell rapidly. There was a hint of anger in her eyes. It was not because of Saber's frivolity, but because what he said was … the truth.
She was a confused person, and she was not as resolute as she appeared on the surface. Just like how she had great power but was unable to convert it into true combat strength, Ororo was actually a confused woman, just like her compatriots and children.
Saber was thrown into the water, but Ororo only wanted to push him away. She did not hurt him. He knew how to swim, but the moment he was thrown into the water, he vaguely saw a black shadow approaching the yacht.
Seiber's eyes narrowed. He jumped out of the water and grabbed onto the suspended ladder as he yelled, "What are you waiting for?
"Santa, someone is coming. Protect the girl!"
"Ororo! Prepare for battle! "
Swoosh!
As soon as the second sentence was spoken, a dark green, barbed, and soft snake-like thing shot out of the water and coiled around Saber's waist. It then pulled back, and the metal suspension ladder and the screw connecting the hull shook under the huge force.
Seiber could feel the corrosive effect of this thing on his skin. He grabbed the slippery thing with his left hand and flung it upwards. A dark green guy was pulled out from the bottom of the water and smashed onto the deck miserably.
At the same time, a dozen green blades made of flowing water shot out from the bottom of the water, leaving a few holes on Seiber's body. However, they disappeared in the blink of an eye. Seiber jumped onto the deck and caught the alloy blade that Santos threw to him. Ororo quickly floated into the air because not far away, a human figure was rushing towards the yacht.
She was so fast that she even left a white trail on the surface of the water.
"Three people … If I'm not mistaken, you guys are from the Mutant Brotherhood … Oh my god, man, you're so ugly!"
Saber held the knife in his left hand and looked at the dark green guy who climbed up from the deck. Before he finished speaking, he saw the guy's face and could not help but complain.
This guy was just too ugly. He was short, 165 cm, wearing a dark green underwater combat suit with a pair of magnifying goggles. His hair was messy, and the most unbearable thing was that his face was long, but his eyes were small, his mouth was big, his ears were pointed, and his hands were covered in bubbling mucus.
If one really had to describe it, other than the extreme ugliness, there was an unexpected "cuteness" when he jumped around.
Seeing this, Seiber's fighting spirit immediately disappeared. He turned to look at the third Mutant who was hiding in the water. Then, he looked at the Mutant who was lying on the ground with all four limbs.
"Eric underestimated me, didn't he? He sent you guys to deal with me? "
"Hehe."
The guy did not say anything. He exerted force on his legs and his whole body was like a cannonball, crashing into Saber. When he jumped, the whole yacht shook for a moment. He accelerated to the maximum speed, and Saber could only catch a glimpse of a black shadow before he was knocked into the air.
Bang!
Saber crashed into the front of the yacht. Just as he was about to get up, the guy opposite him opened his mouth and stuck out his green tongue. He quickly grabbed Saber's left leg and threw him out. Saber was thrown into the air again. He pointed his middle finger at the guy in the air and then fell into the water, splashing crazily.
There was still an ambush under the water. Saber struggled to climb out of the water and felt a pair of arms grabbing his legs and dragging him to the bottom of the water. It seemed that he would not be able to climb out in a short time.
He underestimated his opponent. Although he was not seriously injured, he had to pay the price.
"Hehe, that's all there is to it!"
The toad-like guy was lying on the side of the yacht in a strange position. He looked at Saber who was struggling underwater. "Flatfish is going crazy for revenge … I'll leave him to you."
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and rushed into the cabin. However, the moment he entered the cabin, a bullet flew toward his head. The guy's figure flashed out with unbelievable speed. He tilted his head and saw Pixie who was holding a gun with both hands and had a frightened look on her face. A "gentle" smile appeared on his ugly face.
"Don't be afraid. The thing in your hand can't hurt me. Come, follow me obediently."
Pixie shook her head desperately and retreated. Toad did a strange dance and approached her little by little. However, just as Toad relaxed to the extreme, two daggers appeared from the air behind him, one from the left and one from the right. They were aimed at his heart. Toad's extraordinary reflexes saved his life. He jumped to the top of the cabin and dodged the dagger. However, the other dagger pierced his back.
Santos was burning with shame for losing the previous battle. This time, he did not hold back at all. A V-shaped wound appeared on Toad's back. Although the wound was quickly sealed by some green mucus, Toad was still flustered under Santos' frenzied attacks. He was completely at a disadvantage in the fog that was getting thicker and thicker.
This narrow space limited his performance. As an outstanding Delta-class mutant, Toad's combat power in large spaces was terrifying. He had extraordinary reflexes, excellent jumping ability, and a long corrosive tongue that allowed him to crawl quickly in all kinds of terrains.
But for the first time, Santos used the killer's mind to restrict his opponent to the most advantageous terrain. Toad from the Quebec branch was in trouble.
On the other hand, Saber struggled desperately at the bottom of the muddy and cold water. He struggled to take out the silver mask from his pocket and put it on his face so that he could at least open his eyes underwater. The red light flickered, and he soon saw the figure at the bottom of the water.
It was a girl … She looked like a mermaid in a fairy tale. She had the body of a human and the tail of a fish. She was grabbing him with both hands and diving all the way to the bottom of the water. A murderous intent flashed in Saber's eyes. He raised the alloy knife with both hands and slashed at the hands. The blade cut through the water, but the mermaid let go of him a second earlier.
She flapped her tail and floated in the water. Her blue eyes were full of undisguised hatred. She raised both hands. Saber felt the water around him become crazy at this moment. The water gathered into a blade, and under the mermaid's control, it cut his body madly. In just a short moment, Saber's blood dyed the lake red.
Plaice looked at Saber's painful struggle in the water. She was reminded of her companions who died tragically in Gotham. She became even more ruthless and showed no mercy. The water gathered into a chain and tied Saber's body tightly. Plaice stretched out her left hand, and a long knife made of water appeared in her hand. She retreated a distance, and her fishtail flapped the water to increase her speed. In a short time, her speed in the water had increased to an unimaginable level.
She held the water knife with both hands and grazed Saber's body, leaving a terrible wound. Then, she rushed to his back and inflicted another wound. After a few rounds, Saber seemed to have completely suffocated under the pressure. His limbs were hanging in the water and stretched out in all directions. Even the alloy knife in his hand fell to the bottom of the lake.
Flounder waited cautiously for three minutes, which was more than enough time for the mutant to suffocate in the water. She flapped her tail and slowly approached Seiber. She raised the water dagger in her hand and stabbed it into his neck. Seiber did not resist and allowed the sharp dagger to pierce into his neck.
"Repent for everything you've done, you butcher!"
Plaice's voice was not affected by the water. She leaned over and grabbed Saber's body with her left hand. Her right hand began to exert force, wanting to cut off Saber's head. But at that moment, the eyes under the mask suddenly opened. She raised her hands and stretched them behind her. Like a lover's caress, she quickly placed her hands on Plaice's slender and beautiful arms.
"You … Gulu … Gulu … You underestimate … Gulu … Gulu … I …"
"Kacha"
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