If a race wants to rise, it needs to meet the necessary conditions.
First of all, there must be a unified ideology within the race. Second, the attitude towards the outside world must be clear. Finally, the leader must understand what to do and how to judge the situation. Although most people are reprimanding the elitist theory, to be honest, when it comes to the future of the race, there is really no room for so many ideas.
The Mutants obviously do not meet this requirement. The internal moderate and radical factions have turned into two ideologies, and they have also divided into two attitudes towards human beings. Most importantly, neither Magneto nor Professor Charles has been able to complete the internal unification of the Mutants. They are both giants among men, but they have weaknesses in their personalities. In other words, it is not appropriate for either of these two to be the leader, unless the two of them can become one.
It's like two sides of a person. Most importantly, Magneto provoked this confrontation, and he didn't think about restraining the confrontation at all. He just added fuel to the fire, and then madly raised the flame higher until it burned out everything.
In fact, this may not be a solution, but the question is, does the united Mutants Brotherhood have the power to break the existing civilization?
No … they don't!
So they encountered trouble on Demon Island. As soon as they defeated the human guards here, the joint forces of SHIELD and The Devil Gang appeared on the ground in the center of Demon Island by projection, separated into two distinct parts. One side was well-equipped and strictly guarded, led by Agent Hawkeye and the leader of the Special Opposition Force, Brock Rum. The moment they entered the ground battlefield, they began to set up a new line of defense. There were nearly a thousand of them, and after they dispersed, they quickly formed a temporary position.
The group on the other side was more relaxed. The heavily armed Catherine carried a katana on her shoulder and chewed gum in her mouth, just like a little girl. Behind her, the bald Sergues carried two big axes and had a cigar in his mouth. Cooper and Lewis, wearing beach clothes and shorts, leaned on one side. The big gold chains around their necks looked so unserious in this war of flesh and blood.
This time, the members of the Imp Gang were all wearing the armor they had ordered from the Wayne Group's Special Equipment Research Institute. Although the forms were different, they were still considered uniform. But don't expect these guys to be too serious. After all, the Devil's Gang had been in super frequent battles, and they had long been trained to be wily old foxes. They knew what kind of mentality was best, and these guys were not newbies who had never seen blood.
The other 300 or so backbone veterans of The Devil Gang also wore a uniform black combat uniform, but the side effect of contracting a demon made their temperament a little hazy. After gathering together, they looked even more uncomfortable. Coupled with the devil tattoos tattooed on the skin of these guys, they didn't look like decent people at first glance.
Compared to the two sides, The Devil Gang was not only smaller in number, but also exuded the aura of a miscellaneous army. They almost put up a banner saying "We are easy to bully".
In times like these, humans would instinctively choose weak opponents as their breakthrough point. Therefore, in less than two minutes after the arrival of the volunteers, the Mutant Brotherhood warriors rushed towards the Devil's Gang's camp like a stream of water.
"Tch! These bastards seem to think we are easier to bully! "
Catherine turned her head and spat the chewing gum in her mouth to the side. She reached for her crown from her belt and put it on her face. The katana in her hand was unsheathed, and the others also put away their lazy posture.
Catherine raised her straight blade with one hand and placed it in front of her. Her voice swiftly traveled into the ears of every member of the Devil's Gang.
"We have been underestimated, devils! Let them see what kind of stupid choice they have made! "
"Boom!"
The first wisp of dark green flames rose under Catherine's feet, followed by the second, the third, until they connected into one, and the surrounding air was filled with the smell of sulfur. The first wave of mutants finally realized that something was wrong. But when the completely demonized Catherine stepped out of the flames with her legs covered in armor, and when they saw the demon army in front of them that suddenly turned from sheep to man-eating demons, it was too late for them to regret.
"You see, once you find yourself in the depths of hell, only the demons can save you."
Catherine's voice became dark and hoarse as the blade in her hand fell to the ground. "But we will not save them. We will only do one thing: kill them all!"
"Roar!"
The commander of The Devil Gang gave the order. Behind her, a dozen terrifying Bat Demons rushed into the sky. The Demon Warlocks summoned small blood-like meteors from the sky also appeared in the sky. The terrifying Demon Guards held guns in one hand and halberds in the other as they charged. The shadow-like Demon Assassins also began to harvest the lives of the enemies early on.
"Swoosh!"
The heavy sword in Catherine's hand became longer and wider, and it was wrapped in black flames. She forcefully withstood a few energy attacks and chopped off the heads of the two mutants in front of her. Her black hair fluttered in the air. In the smell of flames and blood, the Brotherhood almost collapsed at the first touch.
It was like the most ferocious demon had finally come to the human world. The Brotherhood, which was originally the invading party, was like the guardians who resisted the invasion of demons in the legends.
It was really tragic!
"Boom!"
When the few members of The Devil Gang began to counterattack, a loud noise also sounded at the edge of Demon Island. It was caused by the collision of two powerful psychic powers. The violent power swept across the edge of the island, like a giant beast hiding in the dark rushing out to eat its prey. In the first wave of explosion, one-twentieth of Demon Island was completely engulfed and completely destroyed. The whole process did not even take a second.
Agent Coulson and Madam Viper were like ordinary people in a storm. They struggled to stabilize their bodies with anything around them so that they would not be thrown into the sea that had turned into a small black hole. Their limbs were floating in the air like kites. The energy pressure from the tearing of their bodies was painful enough, but what was more painful was the soul.
Professor Charles and the Black Phoenix Grey Jean were both masters of psychic power. In the place where their power shrouded, the psychic noise was like a shadow, making people unable to help but hold their heads and howl. It was like thousands of knives colliding in the mind.
However, in the eye of the Psionic Storm, Professor Charles, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was not as helpless as he had been the last time. Although his nose was bleeding, he was able to protect himself against the power of the Dark Phoenix.
"Jean! Your power is very unstable. Look around, it is hungry and devouring everything. It will eventually destroy you! "
Professor Charles' facial muscles twitched. He struggled to reach out his left hand in the storm, maintaining the psychic field around his body, blocking the destructive psychic power of the Black Phoenix around the eye of the storm. He shouted:
"Open your mind! I can help you! "
"You'll just chain me up again!"
Black Phoenix's eyes had turned completely black, as dark as the night sky. She opened her arms, and the substantial Psychic Power turned into a heavy hammer, smashing it into Professor X. The hammer was shattered in the air. The two mutants with the most powerful Psychic Ability in the world were engaged in a fierce battle on the surface of the sea. The surging power lifted the surrounding seawater high up into the air, like a wall made up of water.
In the middle of the confrontation between the two, Leech, who had regained some of his mobility, squatted on the ground. He hugged his head with both hands and shivered. Under this kind of pressure, his special ability was released, completely emptying the surrounding spiritual power. It was like a safe island in the middle of a storm. Within five meters, the night was as quiet as usual. It looked like an eternal shelter in the middle of a war. As long as it was the power of a mutated human, it would not be effective in this area.
But this child had never seen such a destructive moment. His terrified screams spread far and wide in the chaos of the night.
"Ahhh!!"
"Die!"
An angry roar came from the sky. Along with it came a dozen sharp iron pipes. Magneto had left the original battlefield. His eyes were fixed on Leech, who was squatting in the middle of the psychic storm. The strong murderous intent was no longer concealed. He had to kill Leech here. Leaving him alive would be a huge problem for the future.
Under the control of the magnetic force, the dozen sharp iron pipes were like arrows shot from the sky. Each of them was aimed at Leech's body. Even if the magnetic force dissipated when it came close to the child, the kinetic energy attached to the iron pipes was enough to kill him. Leech, whose heart had been crushed by fear, had no way of dodging. He could not even feel the chill of death that had already enveloped his head.
It was like a bone-chilling gangrene. It made one's hair stand on end.
When he raised his head, the falling iron pipes were less than ten meters away from him. He was dead meat!
"Bang!"
Saber's figure crashed in front of Leech like a meteor. He instantly felt the changes in his body. The devouring power that had been fighting against the dark energy seemed to have disappeared at this moment. The self-healing feeling also seemed to have never appeared. He could not help but look back at Leech. Leech's body was pushed to the ground by the impact of the impact. This bald child in a blood-stained hospital gown was looking at Saber with a frightened look.
Seiber shrugged. He said in a low voice:
"As a man, your gaze is not right!"
"Be careful, behind you …"
Leech pointed at the iron pipes and shouted. Saber did not turn his head. Dark energy wrapped around his arm and flew out from his fingertips like a poisonous tongue. Red flames formed its eyes. This lifelike dark snake danced wildly in the air and enveloped the iron pipes in an extremely corrosive energy. In less than a second, it corroded everything.
"Saber! It's you again!!! "
Magneto in the sky was about to go crazy. He just wanted to kill Leech. Was it that difficult?
Saber snapped his fingers at Leech and nodded at him.
"Stay here. I have something to ask you."
After saying that, he strode forward. When he was five meters away, he activated his devouring and self-healing abilities. He stretched his shoulders and stood in the middle of Professor Charles and Grey Jean's psionic storm. The helmet that came from the same technology allowed him to be immune to a large portion of the psionic storm. The power fragment from the Phoenix allowed him to stand in the middle of Grey Jean's dark power without being corroded. Seiber suddenly realized that this was the best battlefield for him!
But just as he was about to speak, Grey Jean, who was advancing rapidly in the Psionic Storm, threw out two turbid energy balls with both hands. Her black hair danced wildly in the air and her voice became sharp.
"Go away! Don't block the way! "
Saber turned his head to avoid the first dark ball, but was hit in the abdomen by the second. He flew out, but in less than a second, his figure rushed out from where he landed. His body was covered in black flames as he rushed towards Black Phoenix. The latter stretched out her finger and tried to tear apart Professor Charles' Psionic Shield. Saber swung his warhammer from behind and smashed Black Phoenix's waist, sending her flying.
He glanced at Professor Charles. Their eyes met and they were both indifferent. He shrugged.
"You're welcome! Old man. "
The moment he turned around, Magneto swung his left fist, which was strengthened to the highest level by the magnetic force, accurately hit Saber's cheek, sending him to the ground further away like a bowling ball. He waved his other hand, and the steel fragments on the ground gathered into hundreds of sharp blades in the air. They stabbed towards Saber, who was crawling out of the depression.
But these fragments were blocked in the air by Professor Charles, who stretched out his left hand and used Psionic Shield.
Saber patted the dust off his body. On his left was Grey Jean, who looked like a howling banshee. On his right was Professor Charles, who looked calm. Opposite him was Magneto, who looked angry. In the middle of the four people was Leech, who was holding his head and squatting on the ground, trembling. Well … the scene was a little strange, but the wild energy shrouding the surroundings made the sea boil like water that was boiled directly.
The thick fog lingered above the sea. What was boiling in the sky above was an indescribable frenzied killing intent. It was like a chaotic arena. Only one person could walk out of it alive in the end.
“Cool！”
Saber picked up his warhammer and whistled. The miserable wounds on his body quickly healed. He stretched out his finger, hooked it at Magneto, and said frivolously.
"It's rare for us to get together … Come, let's have a party!"
The expression on his face was a smile, but a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes under the helmet.
"A battle of the highest level of mutants. The winner takes everything, and the loser … dies!"
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