Marvel: This Magneto is a good guy

"Boss?!" Psylocke exclaimed in surprise, unable to figure out why Eric would appear here.

"Eric." Brian breathed a sigh of relief. He once participated in the encirclement and suppression of Thanos on behalf of Merlin and met Eric there. He didn't know the plans and conspiracies of the big guys, but he knew Eric's strength. Strong.

At least, Psylocke doesn't have to die anymore, that's enough.

The Ivory Kings did not expect that someone would break through their blockade, and looked at Eric warily. One of the Ivory Kings stepped forward, raised his hand and fired an energy beam to test.

"Boss, be careful!" Psylocke exclaimed. Eric stood face to face with her, and the Ivory King sneaked up on him from behind.

"Don't be nervous." Eric waved his hand, and time stood still at this moment. The energy beam was almost against his back, but could never touch him. He turned around calmly, stretched out his thumb and gently Just a light swipe.

A magical scene appeared. The energy beam was like a pastel painting in the void, and Eric erased a large piece of it with his thumb.

Eric moved his thumb left and right, erasing the entire beam, and also wiped clean a large area of ​​ivory king around him.

After all this was done, Eric nodded with satisfaction, snapped his fingers, and the frozen time returned to normal. Both Psylocke and Brian looked around in shock, unable to understand.

They also have contact with the rules of time. If they are in the multiverse, it is not difficult for them to travel through the timeline. But here is the cosmic battlefield, where the multiverse and the transcendent realm converge, and time has long since collapsed into fragments. It is almost impossible to control time here.

Brian swallowed and looked at Eric in disbelief. In his impression, it seemed that only the Ivory King, Merlin and other powerful men could do this.

He is actually so powerful?

"Boss, you are so awesome!" Lingdie screamed in surprise and almost jumped up to hug him and give him a kiss.

Eric successfully pretended to be a show off and waved his hand calmly, "Okay, okay, let's go back first and talk about it later."

After saying that, he waved his hand to open the space door and walked in first.

Lingdie and Brian looked at each other, and Lingdie's eyes suddenly lit up, "Brother, do you think the boss is our trump card, our secret weapon?"

Brian frowned, "I don't know..."

…

Eric did not go with Psylocke. Captain Britain had a dedicated small universe as his base camp. He rescued Psylocke just by chance and had no intention of visiting his home base.

He originally wanted to follow a few familiar scents to see his old friends, but as soon as he set off, the battle situation reversed. After harvesting a few waves of Ivory King leeks, he happened to sense Psylocke in crisis and saved him. down.

With his current strength, killing these ivory kings was really like cutting leeks. But after he collected a few waves, he felt several powerful auras locking on him. He knew that it was the ivory king hiding in the dark, so he could only Stop in time.

His mission was more important than harvesting the soldiers, so after rescuing Psylocke, he immediately broke through the void and returned to the hiding place of the God of Stories.

"How's it going?"

"It's not optimistic. There are as many ivory kings as there are flies. One bite from each person can suck the multiverse dry."

The God of Stories shrugged his shoulders and said dejected words, but there was no trace of nervousness on his face. He was obviously confident.

Eric grinned and stopped talking nonsense to him. He turned around and looked at the other people carefully.

This space is a combat command center for the multiverse. Many orders will be issued from here. People who can stay here are obviously people qualified to lead the entire multiverse.

The most conspicuous one is naturally the Archmage Merlin. As the strongest academic master in the multiverse, the old wizard exudes a sour smell called "wisdom" all the time, making everyone around him involuntarily attribute themselves to him. Classified as a "stupid student".

Therefore, no one wants to stand with him, except the God of Stories. Well, he is the god in charge of records and writing, so he is more suitable for a top student...

Eric's arrival did not attract much attention from Merlin. He had already seen Eric clearly through the spy screen. Seeing his arrival, he just glanced at him lightly, nodded slightly, and greeted him with vivid body language. Say hello, the meaning is very clear. "Haha, another scumbag."

Eric didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he nodded and focused on the other person.

She is about the same size as a human being, two meters tall, with a curvy front and a curvy back. She has golden skin and is completely naked. A black stripe stretches across her chest, barely covering her private parts, and presents a pattern similar to the Greek letter Omega on her chest.

The most eye-catching thing is the pair of huge antlers on her head, which match the third eye between her eyebrows, making her look mysterious and full of beauty.

It would be nice if his face were more in line with the aesthetics of earthlings, Eric complained secretly, and said hello to her calmly, but unfortunately she ignored him at all.

Death came over with a smile and bumped his arm, "Isn't it beautiful? I still have a lot of their souls. Do you want to resurrect a few to warm your bed?"

I'm afraid they'll poke me with their horns...

Eric refused righteously, lowered his head and asked, "What's the reason?"

"Mother of Creation."

Eric suddenly realized that he was the builder. The social structure of builders is very special, divided into multiple classes such as creators, engineers, etc., and the Mother of Creation is their leader.

In the eyes of the builder, they are the most advanced race in the multiverse, and other races are lower-level beings, so it seems normal to not want to talk to him.

Who are these people? Each eye is higher than the top.

Eric rolled his eyes and sat down next to Death.

"Captain Britain has withdrawn 70%, the combat platform has withdrawn half, and the Celestial Team has returned less than one-tenth." Merlin's face was expressionless, but his pale face revealed his anger, "The war fortress was bitten to death. It’s gone and can’t be withdrawn.”

Story just nodded, "How much longer can this last?"

"According to this progress, it will not take more than ten minutes!" Merlin was completely angry and grabbed the God of Story by the collar, "Damn it, where is your secret weapon? Come on! The war fortress is destroyed, and we are all finished! "

The God of Story remained calm, "This situation is beyond my expectation. I also didn't expect that they would produce so many defective products at the expense of an ivory king."

"The strength of those Ivory Kings is almost the same as the real Ivory Kings, but their origins are seriously lacking and they cannot live long at all." Death explained in a low voice in Eric's ear.

Eric curiously asked: "How long can they live?"

Death thought for a moment, then opened his red lips and said, "About a year."

One year...hehe.

If these Ivory Kings invade the interior of the multiverse, I will lose if the multiverse can last for even one day!

"Although it's a bit unexpected, it's nothing serious." The God of Stories waved his hand, and the book disappeared. He turned to look at Death, "Come on?"

Death bit his finger with a look of regret on his face, "Hey, come on, my poor toy..."