Marvel: This Magneto is a good guy

The three witches of Infinity seemed to have never encountered this problem before. They were all a little stunned, then exchanged glances with each other and nodded slightly, "For the sake of the gift, yes!"

"But you must complete your own trial first."

"If the person you enter fails the trial, you will also be considered to have failed the trial."

Eric nodded to show his understanding, "Then if I pass two trials, can I get more power?"

"Magneto, greed is not a virtue."

"There is no precedent for this, but it can be agreed."

"The power of the God's Quarry is beyond imagination, enough for you to use!"

Eric got a satisfactory answer, his face was full of smiles, and he bowed to the three witches, "Three more, you are so generous!"

After that, he jumped into the tiankeng, and at the same time used the weak power of space to sense the position of Thanos and Sean, so that his falling direction was slightly deflected and fell in the direction of Thanos.

The Quarry of Gods does not distinguish between good and evil. For him and Thanos, the opportunities are fair. His only advantage is that he can enter Thanos's trial. This advantage must be used well!

Thanos did not fall to the bottom of the cenote. It seems that he climbed down by stepping on the bodies of many petrified gods. His body was tightly attached to the wall, but his arms and lower body were all trapped in the wall, and the rest of the body turned into a stone statue.

This is the rule of the trial. Pay the price first, then start the trial. Eric floated in the air, his head and Thanos's head were only one foot away, "Thanos, long time no see!"

After that, he reached out and gently touched the wall next to him. The wall suddenly generated a suction force and sucked his arm in.

Eric knew that this was the ticket for the trial. He did not resist and let the wall suck half of his body in. The rest of his body quickly petrified, and his consciousness immediately fell into darkness.

The trial began.

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"Eric, wake up, wake up!" In a daze, Eric felt someone shaking his arm. He pushed it impatiently, but bumped into a weak body.

He forced his eyes open, and a familiar face appeared in front of him, "Emma? What's the matter?"

"Oh, how much did you drink last night?" Emma rolled her eyes at him resentfully, then held his arm and pulled him up, "Charles will come over later, did you forget?"

Charles is coming over, did you forget?

Forgot?

Forgot...

In a trance, Emma's voice was constantly lengthened and slowed down. Eric felt that something suddenly appeared in his head. He looked around in confusion, but found that he was sleeping in a very strange room.

This room is very large, about three or four hundred square meters, but judging from the layout of the room, it should be just a bedroom. The room is decorated with noble and elegant, graceful and luxurious, and every detail shows the luxury of the owner of this bedroom.

Twelve servants dressed in neat formal clothes stood humbly on both sides of the bed, each holding something in their hands, a towel, a washbasin, a toothbrush...

Eric shook his head and felt that his memory was a little wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was. Emma didn't care about that. After pulling him up, she waved her hand and the servants immediately came forward to help Eric wash his face and brush his teeth...

Eric's head was still a little confused, but his body was very skilled. He finished washing with the servants' service.

Emma walked to the side and took a set of luxurious formal clothes from the hanger, but frowned and threw it on the ground, "Why is this dress not ironed!"

A servant walked up carefully and whispered to Emma. Emma frowned and glanced at Eric, and shook her head helplessly, "Go and get a new dress for your majesty!"

Your Majesty?

Your Majesty!

Eric felt his head explode with a "boom", and his memory became unusually clear as if the clouds were cleared and the sun was shining.

He is a king, the king of utopia, the king of mutants! The king of the whole world!

Once upon a time, mutants and humans lived together in this bloody and violent world. Ordinary humans were afraid of the powerful abilities of mutants, regarded them as threats, and suppressed and enslaved them at will.

So, some mutant organizations appeared.

Professor X, Charles, established the Xavier School for the Gifted in New York, took in some mutant children, taught them how to control their powers, and hoped to coexist peacefully with humans.

White Queen Emma, ​​with several other powerful mutants, formed the Hellfire Club, and survived with a group of mutants with no ambitions.

And he, Magneto, established the Mutant Brotherhood with a group of mutants who were unwilling to endure human slavery, and fought to the end with tough means.

The war lasted for a full ten years, and one mutant after another fell around him, and another mutant joined.

After ten years of persistence, he finally succeeded!

Mutants won, and humans lost!

When the last human country, Wakanda, announced its surrender, mutants truly became the masters of this world, and he was the initiator of all this, the well-deserved king of mutants!

"How long will it take for Charles to arrive? I haven't seen him for a while, and I really miss him." Eric regained consciousness, pushed away the servants, walked behind Emma, ​​hugged her, and kissed her neck.

Emma patted his hand in a stern tone, "Don't make trouble, someone is watching us. I just communicated with him telepathically, and he will probably arrive in half an hour."

"Half an hour? That's still some time, you guys go out!" Eric waved his hand, dismissed the servants, then picked up Emma and threw her to the bed.

"Ah! What are you doing!" Emma screamed and tried to get up.

Eric laughed evilly, moved his fingers lightly, and the decorative fence on the bed turned into four snakes, wrapped around Emma's limbs, and tied her tightly to the bed, "This is more interesting, almost like the first time we met."

"You're crazy!" Emma laughed and cursed in a low voice, but no longer resisted, instead threw him a wink, "Hurry up, we're in a hurry!"

"Hehehe..."

...

After a lovemaking, Eric directly controlled the metal and turned it into a robe on his body, and walked out of the bedroom leisurely, "Charles, you're early!"

"No, you've been exercising for too long, I've been waiting for you for two hours!" Professor X, wearing a neat suit, stood straight in front of the window. His legs had long been healed by the new technology of Utopia, and he no longer had to sit in a wheelchair.

"Two hours? Oh, sorry, my wall clock may have stopped, I'll change it later." Eric smiled nonchalantly and gave Professor X a big hug, "How is it? Did it work?"

"Of course!" Professor X patted the briefcase in his hand, "We have designed a device that can affect the thinking of all human beings. As long as it is built, humans will be slaves forever!"