Shadow of the Beautiful World

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On Earth, the North American continent, directly attacked by the cruise ship’s cruise missiles, has been in chaos.

Those black weapons that fell from the sky could not hide the hundreds of millions of people on the ground below. Despite the previous Carol's desperate guard, the explosions and smoke in the sky still panicked the crowd on the ground.

The government was unable to conceal the truth in the face of this sudden and terrible incident. In the face of a fatal bombing that could occur at any time, riots appeared in almost every city.

People are like animals who feel the end of the world. They don't know how to protect themselves, they can only act instinctively. The original order was pushed to the most vulnerable edge at this moment, like a tight rope, maybe when the first missile that fell into the ground exploded, it would really break apart.

All members of the World Security Council have received first-hand information from the Logistics Office of Strategic Crisis Intervention and Intelligence.

These big figures from various countries and forces are almost in the form of a live broadcast, playing the scenes from Mar. Weir's laboratory in the Earth's orbit.

This high-weight organization, established in the past few years and designed to maintain world order and respond to crises together, is now dead.

Alexander Pierce, one of the members of the World Security Council, was standing in his office at this time. He stood by the window and looked at the dense black missiles fixed in the sky by powerful magnetic force thousands of meters above his head. .

In the street below him, the chaotic crowd was screaming like a headless fly under the end.

On the big screen behind him, several important representatives of the council are waiting for Pierce's speech and suggestions.

All of this is undoubtedly a real crisis, but for people like Pierce, he also sees opportunities from this crisis.

"You, the situation is very bad now."

Pierce looked back. He looked at the delegates on the big screen. He said sincerely:

"I don’t need to render any more nonsense threats, because it has really appeared in front of you. The arrogant Cree has waged war on us, and the negotiations we are expecting have not happened at all, and those belligerent aliens just skipped it. This link."

"The best agents and soldiers under me are fighting for us among the stars, you guys."

Pierce looked at the screen of the Kerry Fleet like a galloping rocket, constantly creating an explosion, a blonde woman like the goddess of flame, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he said to other delegates:

"But she was helpless. I also invited the leaders of the mutants to participate in the war. At this time, they are helping us to resist the destruction from the sky! But this is not enough!"

Pierce put his hands on the table. He looked at the representatives of different colors on the screen. He said:

"There is no time for us to hesitate! It's time to fight back, everyone!"

"But we have no weapons that can directly attack outer space, Pierce."

A female representative of the European regime said softly:

"Although it would seem that we are very weak, even if all the fleet and ground forces are assembled, we can't hurt those aliens. We really can't fight back."

"But we at least make gestures to tell the people that we can rely on ourselves to protect ourselves."

Pierce pointed to the sky and to the window. He said:

"At least we can try our best to destroy the black weapons that fell from the sky, so that our helpers and soldiers can let go of their hands and feet to fight back! I mean, it's all about this time. If we haven't moved, the people will be disappointed."

"Those alien weapons are nuclear weapons!"

Another representative Shen Sheng said:

"Even if they explode in high altitude, they will produce strong radiation clouds, and our ground firepower destroyed those weapons, which will also cause unpredictable disasters."

"It is at least much better than destroying the entire earth by the hands of invaders."

Pierce retorted:

"We have a way to lock the explosion positions of those missiles out of the atmosphere! I talked about this with the leader of the mutant, and he made some...well, a little too much request, it looks like a robbery, but There are not many options left to us."

The tough veteran straightened his body and said to the delegates in front of him:

"When I learned of the appearance of aliens, I kept thinking about how much we would have to pay to win if there was a war between the two sides, and now it seems...we may have paid everything."

"I decided to promise his requests. And the president had granted me the power to command the fleet 10 minutes ago, everyone."

Pierce looked at the time on his wrist and said to the delegates in front of him:

"We will launch missiles and fire all weapons we can fire in 15 minutes to show the people our determination to protect the earth."

"I don't have the right to decide the affairs of your country, but the choice is already in your hands."

"Now, that's it."

After talking, Pierce reached out and turned off the screen in front of him, and he sat on his office chair a little tired. He reclined the chair, and he took out a cigar and lit it in the office.

He could feel a heavy pressure, but he could also feel that as long as he survived this crisis, he and all the difficulties of the Strategic Science Corps would be broken.

The organization he has been serving for decades will soon renew its glory.

The premise is that the war under his command...can't lose!

"Professor... are you there?"

As the smoke rose, Pierce whispered in the office alone:

"Is Lord Eric ready?"

"Of course, we are waiting for orders."

A gentle voice sounded in Pierce's spirit, as if it was a dialogue in the air. Pierce spewed a smoky smoke, and he said to the voice that appeared in his spirit:

"Okay, Professor, please tell Your Excellency. I agree in principle with his request. But after everything is over, we will have a negotiation to determine the specific details."

The voice in the spirit was silent for a moment, and then sounded again:

"Then prepare your fleet, Your Excellency Pierce, Eric will push Cree missiles out of the atmosphere in a few minutes."

"it is good."

On the other side, in a quiet large manor in Queens, New York, on the grass outside the red building that resembles a castle, what the two are waiting for.

A man wearing a blue suit sitting in a wheelchair.

He is a bald old man with a gentle face, but at this time, the expression on his face is also serious.

The other person looked indifferent, full of unique majesty.

He wore a black robe, a quirky cloak, and a dark red helmet on his head. At the edge of the helmet, white hair is revealed, indicating that he is also an old man.

At this moment, the old man in black robe was raising his left hand, facing the sky, with five fingers in black gloves separated.

The invisible magnetic force burst into the sky, forming a terrifying magnetic network covering the entire North American continent in the sky, and the missiles that the Cree hit were imprisoned in the sky.

With his own strength, he protected the entire North American continent.

His name is Eric Lanschel, one of the leaders of the mutants hidden among ordinary people. He also has another name, Magneto.

The bald old man in a wheelchair beside him is not a general. That was another leader of the mutant, Charles Francis Xavier.

The famous Professor X.

These two people are long-time friends, but they are also opponents whose ideas have fought for decades.

Magneto advocates the freedom of mutants, and Professor X advocates that mutants should be integrated into human society.

One hawk, one dove.

The struggle between the two people made them hardly contact each other for more than a decade, but under the immediate crisis, old friends gathered again. Because these two wise people see the hidden hope under this crisis.

"Eric."

Professor X opened his eyes and he said to Magneto around him:

"Alexander Pierce has agreed to your request, but he will open a negotiation after the war to determine the details."

"Huh, boring politicians!"

The cold looking Wan Magnet said disdainfully:

"Ask us for help in a crisis, but I can be sure that as long as the crisis is lifted, they will lie on the negotiating table... they will always treat us as a threat, maybe, I should "miss" a few missiles and let The destruction of several cities reminds them of their current situation."

"Don't do this, Eric."

Professor X raised his head and looked at the static Kerry missiles in the sky. The gentle-faced old man said softly:

"The focus is not on them, Eric, the focus is on those ordinary people."

"Variants will become saviors, and our image will be greatly improved, which will make our compatriots no longer excluded from ordinary people...This is a real opportunity to show our goodwill for human society."

"That's the kindness you need, Charles."

Magneto snorted:

"I need more than goodwill!"

"Eric!"

Professor X's expression became more serious, he said in a deep voice:

"When the missile explodes, it won't just take the lives of ordinary people. Do you have to use the blood of your compatriots to achieve your purpose?"

"I love them."

Magneto shook his head, he said softly:

"Love them as much as you... forget it, this time, as you wish."

Talking, the ground at the foot of Magneto began to tremble strangely.

This powerful man who can manipulate the magnetic force began to fuse his own magnetic force with the earth's magnetic field. He had to throw nearly a thousand missiles back into the atmosphere at once, and relying on Magneto's own power was a bit difficult. He needed the power of the earth under his feet.

"Buzz"

In the low and strange tremor, Magneto's hands opened to the sky. In the fusion of the earth's magnetic field and his personal magnetic field, the power he could control greatly increased.

He glanced at Charles around him, who put his finger on his forehead and nodded to him.

At this moment, the body of Magneto escaped from the ground. Under the impetus of invisible magnetic force, he rushed into the sky like a real savior. Under the push of his hands, the Cree missiles that were destroyed in the air that day were also slowly turning direction.

Like a sword of Dao, it pierced the sky.

At the same time, Professor X's huge spiritual power is like a rolling tide, with him as the center, spreading wantonly towards the entire North American continent.

At this moment, in the hearts of ordinary people who are panicking and in everyone's heart, Professor X's gentle voice sounded:

"Don't be afraid, citizens!"

"Raise your head and look up at the sky."

At this moment, the panicked crowds raised their heads one after another, and they vaguely saw the sky, and those horrible black weapons were being pushed away from the sky.

"Variants are also members of humanity. At this moment of destruction, we will use our own power to protect our world..."

"No need to be afraid anymore...Go home, this disaster will soon be over."

With Professor X spreading to the ultimate power of psychic interference, the confusion across the North American continent is quickly disappearing.

The two most powerful mutants joined forces and within a few minutes, this horrible disaster was wiped out invisible. This is not the first time they have joined forces, nor is this the first time Professor X and Magneto have saved the world.

As Brother Cyber ​​said to Carol, the hidden power of the seemingly backward earth is by no means so simple.

People on the ground stared blankly at the sky. They saw that the weapons that destroyed them were being pushed back among the stars by invisible forces. And on the sea outside the continent, in other continents, the missiles that point to the sky dome are really in place.

As the female representative said, even if these missiles were shot outside the atmosphere, they would most likely not harm those Cree warships. But as far as the earth’s regime says, whether these missiles can harm the enemy is not important. What is important is that these weapons represent their counterattack and their will to protect the earth.

At this critical moment, this symbolic meaning will make ordinary people feel at ease and will make the existing order stable again.

"Let's go back."

Above the sky, the god-like Magneto felt the black missiles imprisoned in the magnetic field. His hands contracted back, accumulating strength, and at the next moment, his hands pushed outward.

The terrifying magnetic force exploded, like countless hands blasting on those black missiles. The terror's driving force gave these missiles the initial speed of terror, freeing them from the shackles of gravity and rushing out of the sky like a sharp arrow off the string.

This scene made the sirens of the Cree Star ship, which was constantly launching missiles, one after another, and finally relieved the earth agents in the Mar. Weir laboratory. .

At almost the same time, on every continent of the entire earth, the missiles that pierced the sky also broke away from the launcher, like arrows flying up, dragging long smoke and fire into the sky.

This scene made the panicked people on the earth irresistibly cheering. They finally knew that they would not be destroyed so easily.

Earth's counterattack...

coming!

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