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"You won, my good brother!"

Magneto was somewhat surprised to see this result.

Still, he walked up to Charles and congratulated him.

Charles was so exhausted that he looked like a sick man in his wheelchair now.

It's just that old friends are here, and he still has to say goodbye to Roar.

"Old Ma, did you disappoint?"

Charles looked at Magneto with a miserable smile on his face.

Magneto laughed too.

"My friend, can't I resist your brain waves in this ugly hat?"

"You're joking, do I still need Mind Control for you? I know your character best! 99

Charles scoffed.

He knows Magneto's style too well.

This guy is eclectic and has no bottom line.

If he was knocked down today, then he must be the first to divide his body.

Now the Apocalypse gang has been beaten away.

But the Lord's qin burst out with the power of destroying the sky and the earth.

Magneto was so afraid of X-Men's Ability that he didn't dare to do it.

"You know me well, and I think you don't know much about me!

Magneto could see contempt from his old friend's miserable smile.

The professor was half right, Magneto was thinking of robbing 847 while the fire was going on.

But not just for the X-Men, but also for the Apocalypse group.

Now that Apocalypse was defeated and ran away, he was very happy.

Magneto has a love-hate relationship with Charles and his X-Men.

They share the same philosophy as their own, both for the benefit of Mutant.

But the method is completely different.

Magneto was abused by the Nazis from an early age.

Watching the black emperor kill his mother with his own eyes.

From there there was nothing but hatred in his eyes.

Charles was one of the few friends in his life.

It was the only soft spot in his heart.

Seeing that Charles could believe in the power of good, he envied in his heart.

Two of you, one sentence for me, one sentence for me.

It was like an old couple who had been arguing and flirting for years.

Hank knew their differences were irreconcilable.

But if I go on like this, I am afraid that I will move my hands again in excitement.

"Professor, we should go back!

He persuaded softly.

"Yes, I'm really tired, that bald head is really hard to deal with!

Charles also knew he was badly injured and would take time to recover.

But your own life and death is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is this Stryker.

He dug a huge amount of pit for Mutant.

A little carelessness can make the world hate Mutant.

Then the end of the Mutant will really come.

The end of the whole world is coming.

But there are also opportunities in the crisis.

The transfer also came from Stryker.

He wants to make this guy's evil deeds public, so that the world will know that he was blinded by such a bad person.

The most important thing is to let the people in Washington know.

Hank pushed the wheelchair, and Charles didn't forget to tease before he turned to leave.

"Old Ma, I won't invite you anymore. It's not that I'm stingy, but that you leave without saying goodbye every time, which breaks my heart!

This is for Magneto.

But Charles kept looking at Raven as he spoke.

Mystique understood what Charles meant, and she, who was already ashamed, lowered her head even more, not daring to lift it up.

Until the X-Men gang went away.

Raven just asked Magneto.

"What do we do next? Keep track of that Apocalypse?"

"No need, from today's battle we can see that the Egyptian is just like that!"

Magneto shook his head in disappointment.

"The secret of that bronze tablet has not been clarified yet, we should go find the owner of that bronze tablet now!"

"But that thing has no information at all. Not only us but the CIA don't know his details.

Raven complained.

"No, don't worry, I think the owner of that bronze tablet is about to appear!"

"What? Are you so sure?"

"That's definitely, you just have to think about it (abce) and you'll get the same answer."

"That bronze tablet contains huge amounts of energy, and that energy is too strong for this planet to possess.

"You mean that the person who erected the monument must have something to ask for?"

"Yes, he won't have nothing to do to erect a monument."

Raven nodded.

She also believed the analysis.

Several people looked up at the sky and remained silent.

It seems that there is a giant hand in the invisible, fiddling with everyone on the planet.

The Mutant Brotherhood no longer follows the Apocalypse.

This leaves Apocalypse alone.

Nightcrawler could only escape with them.

The rest of the way is up to you.

"Warren, go and see if there are any secluded places nearby!"

Apocalypse ordered Angel Warren thus.

He was the least injured, and at the same time the best at Flight.

Obedient Warren complied.

He flew into the air and circled a few times before falling down again.

"There is an abandoned building three kilometers ahead, it seems that no one lives!

Warren reports to Apocalypse.

"Soon, we'll all be there for a while.

Even in this field, Apocalypse was reluctant to admit that he was hiding.

He only needs to stay for a while, and he will recover soon.

It's time to dominate the world.

Finally came to the abandoned building.

Only then did they see that it was a military camp.

But now there should be no one living in it.

There were no guards at the door.

Looking inside from the gate, there are only a few battered trucks.

"Soon, places like this won't be easy to spot!"9

Apocalypse is very satisfied.

He waved his hand lightly, and the horse-rejecting horse in front of the door was removed.

He led several people into the barracks.

"No, is there anyone here?"

Apocalypse stopped suddenly.

The other four also became nervous.

"What's the matter, the enemy?

Psylocke was the most nervous, and his psionic energy turned into a double sword again.

When she faced Zhanqin just now, she fell from a tall building. Although she didn't die, she was seriously injured.

Now she really doesn't have the strength to fight anymore.

"No, not the enemy!"

Apocalypse has perception to each other.

The other party also perceives his existence.

"Is this person asking for help?"

Apocalypse narrowed his eyes, as if it would make him sharper.

By feeling, I walked towards a tower in the barracks.

When he came to the front of the building, he did not go in.

But with a wave of the hand. The entire wall turned to fly ash.

In the dark corner of the first floor, there is a cage made of steel bars.

A young man in his twenties was being held in the cage.

"Who are you? What's your name?"

Apocalypse could have probed his mind.

But there are concerns.

The man looked up and said feebly, "My... name is Jason. 55