Saber killed Magneto. He heard from Raven that Magneto had two children, but he had never seen them before.
Even now, when he saw Walter, he did not know who this little beauty with beautiful hair and eyes was. However, he was sure that this girl was related to the reckless boy who tried to assassinate him just now.
To put it simply, the enemy's friend was also an enemy!
As for Walter, the moment she saw Saber, she was ready to fight. This calm girl was not blinded by hatred, but the problem was that, like her brother, she had never killed anyone.
She had battle experience, but compared to Saber, it was not worth mentioning.
"Who are you to him?"
Saber threw the cigarette aside and walked towards Walter, who was on guard. The latter immediately raised her hands, and crimson energy formed a thick energy wall in front of her and Saber.
Crack crack crack!
He waved his sharp claws on the energy wall, and in less than two seconds, the first crack appeared on the wall. Then, the wall was destroyed by Seiber's punch. He tilted his head and looked at the girl in front of him with a strange expression.
"Are you a mutant or a Secret Sorcerer?"
"Don't come over!"
Walter stared at Seiber nervously and yelled, "We don't mean you harm! Don't come over! If you come any closer, I won't hold back! "
"No harm?"
Seiber pointed at the unconscious Pietro behind her and said playfully, "This little fella tried to assassinate me. He stabbed me in the heart with a fruit knife. If I wasn't lucky enough, I'd probably be meeting my family in a black and white photo right now. And you're telling me that you don't have any ill intentions towards me?"
He pointed at his face and leaned forward slightly.
"Little girl, tell me, do I look like an idiot to you? And don't hold back … I'd like to see how you're going to hold back. "
Hearing this, Walter clenched his teeth and swung his arms. The two crimson storms around his arms pierced towards Saber like sharp spears. They easily pierced through Saber's body, but there was no expression of pain on his face.
"Pu! Pu!"
Blood splattered everywhere. Walter had never seen such a way of fighting.
"Why didn't you dodge?"
Saber looked at the two rapidly healing bloody holes in his chest and said in a low voice, "I just want to tell you that danger often doesn't come from … the front."
"Roar!"
The Berserker Demon Lord Sim's huge body appeared behind Walter out of thin air. It was in the form of purple smoke, as if it would appear in reality at the next moment. The girl instinctively turned around and threw out two balls of explosive and chaotic crimson energy. However, they did not hit Sim's body. Instead, the wall behind her collapsed. The demon lord grinned and smirked at Walter before vanishing into thin air.
At this moment, Walter was shocked.
"Sh * t, I was tricked!"
She turned around and saw Saber beside her. His calm face was expressionless. He reached out his left hand, which was less than 20 centimeters away from her neck.
"Sorry, little cutie, but I tricked you."
Bang!
Walter's eyes rolled back after receiving a heavy blow to the back of her head. She fell into Saber's arms.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Like a newbie. Easy and fun."
Saber hugged the girl's slender waist and carried Pietro, who was floating in the air, on his shoulder. He whistled and was about to leave. However, before he could take a few steps, a familiar voice rang in his mind.
"Saber … Do you mind coming in?"
Hearing this voice, Seiber's expression immediately turned serious. Speaking of which, he had never been to this place in New York, so naturally, he didn't know which faction this place belonged to. But now, it seemed that his luck wasn't good enough. This should be the territory of an 'old friend'.
Saber rolled his eyes and said in a low voice,
"What if I mind?"
"Then put down the two children. You can leave at any time!"
A thick layer of spiritual barriers spread out in the sky above the street. In a dimension that Saber could not see, an inverted bowl-like barrier completely covered the area.
"Now it's your turn to choose."
Seiber looked down at Wanda and Pietro in his arms and said in a low voice, "Don't worry.
"Do you know what will happen if you allow your student to assassinate another Mutant's leader on the street? Charles, did the death of an old friend make you crazy, or did you think that this would be a good thing after thinking about it repeatedly? "
Saber's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Or do you plan to start a war now? Are you going to use your incomplete X-Men against my Devil's Gang? "
"They are not my students … Also, don't try to provoke me, Saber!"
Professor Charles' voice was less gentle and colder. "I am now talking to you while resisting the urge to avenge my students. If you think this means that I am weak and easy to bully, you can try to walk out of here at any time. See if I will let you go like before."
At the end of the sentence, the professor's voice was like a bell in Saber's mind. The fully stimulated spiritual power reverberated back and forth in Saber's mind, shaking his will. But when Saber put on the silver helmet, the spiritual shock was weakened a lot and finally disappeared completely.
"I'll wait for you in the coffee shop next door, Charles. I'll only wait for five minutes!"
After that, Saber picked up the two children and kicked open the empty coffee shop next to him. He found a seat by the window and sat down. He took out a pack of unopened coffee beans from the bar and began to make coffee. A few minutes later, Professor Saber in a wheelchair walked out of the courtyard alone. His wheelchair was not pushed, but it was very fast. Not long after, he entered the coffee shop and controlled the wheelchair to stop opposite Saber.
After a month, the professor seemed to have aged a lot. He was still wearing his black robe and suit, but there were unconcealable wrinkles and fatigue on his face. It seemed like the aftereffects of being abused by Hydra hadn't passed yet. Of course, it was more likely that the death of his students and friends had tormented him mentally. He looked at Seiber, and his eyes no longer had the warmth and intimacy he once had. It was as if he was looking at an ordinary person.
Saber stretched out his hand and knocked on the silver helmet on his face. He said in a muffled voice.
"I have a lot of secrets. Because of our relationship, I think it's better for us to communicate in the ordinary way."
He reached out, picked up the freshly brewed coffee, poured a cup for the professor, and asked:
"How have you been recently?"
The tone of a friend, but there was not much emotion in it. The professor breathed a sigh of relief and his fingers jumped on the coffee cup: "It's bad, everything is bad. SHIELD wanted to extend their plan to the academy, but I refused. There are also those children who want to take revenge on you every day, and those Mutants leaders who cry to me about The Devil Gang's brutality."
He smiled and raised his head to look at Seiber.
"Look, it's all about you. I actually don't understand why they don't go directly to you …"
"Because they are afraid of me, Professor! It's easy to understand. "
Saber spread out his hands and said: "Because if they come to me to complain, I will throw them to the battlefield in Mexico. Those guys who can no longer command the Mutants with their bullsh * t majesty are afraid of me. They slander me, call me a tyrant, call me barbaric, say that I don't care about human rights, but the Mutants at the bottom support me!"
Saber said in a cheerful voice:
"The Devil Gang receives more than 500 letters every day requesting to join. Even if I ask them to go to the battlefield in Mexico to fight the drug dealers face to face and prove their loyalty with blood, even if it is such a cruel test, the number of people applying to join us has not decreased … It has even increased."
He put his finger on the table, tapped it, and made a low voice:
"Do you know why this is? Do you know why you and Eric have fought for so many years, but it can't make them crazier than my order? Why you have organized resistance for decades, but every time you are suppressed by ordinary people, I just sent some brothers into every city, and now almost all the Mutants organizations on the East Coast are contacted? "
"Have you ever wondered? Charles … Aren't you curious, what kind of magic I cast on them to make them so loyal to me? "
The professor was silent for a moment, and after a while, he said with some reluctance:
"Of course I'm curious … But I'm also worried. Forget it, reveal the mystery, Saber, let me know, where did Eric and I go wrong?"
"You have broken away from the Mutants, Charles."
Saber looked at the sunlight outside the window, and he did not hide it. He said softly: "How long has it been since you listened to the voices of the Mutants at the bottom? When I met you, I only saw that you were busy discussing and holding meetings with the members of Congress every day. When I met Eric, I only saw him crazily trying to overthrow this civilization. You are all leaders, you all want to do a lot for the Mutants, but this is where the problem lies. "
"Have you done it?"
Saber's question pierced into the deepest part of Charles' heart like a knife, "You have fought for decades, has the life of the Mutants at the bottom improved? No! They are still living in the slums of every city, without jobs, without life, without recognition, only contempt, only suppression, and living without any dignity. "
"You want to know how I did it?"
"It's very simple!"
Saber clenched his fist and put it in front of Charles' eyes, "The Devil Gang captured three cities in Mexico, I implemented government management there, I provided them with more than 100,000 jobs, I paid them salaries, let them work in factories, let them sweep the streets, and let them open restaurants. There, The Devil Gang controlled everything instead of the drug dealers. I didn't exploit them, nor did I drive away ordinary people. I just gave them a chance to support themselves with their own hands. How did they repay me, Charles, do you want to know? "
"Say it! Tell me everything! "
Charles' fingers also tightened. He heard some bloody smell from Saber's words. Saber snorted:
"The first batch of Mutants to Mexico was 30,000. They lived there for a week and volunteered to organize 5,000 people to capture four more small cities for me! I didn't force them to do that. In fact, I just told them that The Devil Gang didn't need trash or cowards. The land they conquered all belonged to them. In those small cities, even the mayor was a Mutant. "
"Now I am in charge of seven cities near Mexico City. I can take in another 270,000 Mutants … Tell me, Charles, you have been in meetings with Congress for decades. How many jobs can you give them? Can you let them live with dignity? "
"Tell me, Charles, even if Eric's crazy plan succeeds and overthrows the country, what change can he bring to the lives of the Mutants?"
"Your slogans can only attract a group of speculators, but can they save them?"
Saber shrugged and pointed to the big house outside the window.
"That's your college. You adopted more than 200 orphans. That's great, but what the Mutants need is not a protector, not a hero. What they need is not even a leader! What they want … is life! Survival! Dignity! "
Saber stood up and straightened his clothes.
"You can't give them that, but The Devil Gang can … prove their loyalty with blood, and they can join the Mutants' Devil Utopia. But they have to bleed first. I won't raise a group of locusts that lie on my body and suck my blood."
"But they won't sit back and watch!"
Charles clenched his fist and whispered, "They won't sit back and watch the rise of a Mutant country. They will use all means to destroy your Utopia. There will be blood, there will be deaths … even …"
"Then let them come!"
Saber's voice was like an unsheathed steel knife, "If even humans can make up their minds to destroy everything, what reason do I have to retreat? And I also believe, Charles, that the Mutants in the seven cities will do everything they can to defend the cities, because only there can they get what they want, even if it's blood, even if it's death, even if it's destruction. "
"There will soon be more than seven cities. I'm not afraid to tell you that all the weapons manufacturing industries of Hammer Industries have been transferred to Mexico. I'm arming an army. Charles, how many Mutants are there in the world? Can you imagine how many of them will join me? It will become the Israel of Mutants! "
Saber opened his arms and shouted, "It will be the new paradise of Heaven.
"It will become a new heaven for the Mutants. The first Mutant Nation will be established there, enduring the hostility and war from the human world, and then be completely reborn. Eric knows that I can do all of this, and he gave me everything he had, but I don't need it! I will build a world you dream of with my own hands, and I welcome all Mutants who are willing to pay for this Utopia. "
"Before he died, he told me that every Mutant has a responsibility to their own race. Well, I'm now shouldering my responsibility. It's not because I love this race that much. It's just that Eric died. I don't think his death was worth it. I want to do something for him so that that stubborn old man can rest in peace."
Saber straightened his clothes and glanced at Professor Charles.
"Do you want to come? Charles. "
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