I Am In Marvel

jingle--

The three bells that fell off Caesar's neck made a crisp and pleasant sound in the air before they fell to the ground.

Sean, who was still releasing ultrasonic suppression, Hank and Darwin who restrained Caesar with brute force, and Alex and Ruiwen who were a few meters away, the five mutant students at this moment only saw the three falling silver objects in their eyes. bell.

Ignoring the domineering power of Ultrasound, everyone almost invariably rushed towards Caesar, grabbing the bell in an encircling manner with their hands.

Seeing that the student was about to get the bell, Caesar's eyes tended to be serious, changed from casual to lazy and gentle.

He didn't speak, he held the fist of his left hand, and he punched out, and the layers of air burst open.

As the five students approached Caesar, their cold hairs exploded, and all their movements stopped abruptly. There was only that fist in his eyes...it became like a giant fist the size of an entire military fortress.

Charles and the others, who had just stepped down from the residential building, also felt something, and stopped their steps in unison, looking at the direction of the battle with bloodless faces.

"This is the young master? Yes, he is the only one left." Asazuo murmured to himself, not daring to take a step forward, as if the death penalty area was ahead.

"too exaggerated."

Logan bit the cigar tightly, shook off the ashes, and said with a startled expression: "Even if I am separated by fifty meters, I can feel the huge threat from there, until my body starts to tremble involuntarily. I've never seen a mutant of this level in World War I or World War II."

If there is, I am afraid that the national territory of the current era will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Charles didn't know what to say anymore, so he could only sigh, "This is... Caesar in a serious state."

Inside the base yard.

The bell fell on the grass with a 'pata', just in front of Caesar, but no one could reach out to pick it up. The five students all fell down beside Caesar, their bodies still trembling uncontrollably, and their eyes stared blankly at the top. dome sky.

The thick dark clouds that originally covered the night sky had opened up unimpeded, leaving only a huge fist mark, and the white and cold moonlight gently swayed down.

Maybe there really is a 'God' in this world, and that God is now standing in front of them harmlessly.

In addition to this awe-inspiring thought in the hearts of the five students, fear has been deeply implanted in the bone marrow, and I am afraid that they will never forget the scene tonight.

That is the punch called invincible.

"I'm sorry." Caesar's serious eyes collapsed, and he became condescending again. He bent down to pick up the bell and scratched his head helplessly: "Accidentally went too serious, do you still want to continue?"

continue? How to continue?

The five students were speechless. Tonight was the closest to success, but even the battle strategy just now failed...

"Don't be discouraged, at most I don't fight back."

Caesar smiled, looked down at his left hand, and his smile froze abruptly, "Hey? Why are there only two, and one more?"

There were only two bells lying in his palm, and one was missing.

"Um?"

The five mutant students looked at each other, but none of them succeeded, and they were at a loss.

"Apart from you, are there other people involved in the battle? I'm still careless."

Caesar realized it later, turned to look behind him, and saw the edge of the yard dozens of meters away, where Eric was standing with his hands in an outstretched position.

'Gululu-'

A few drops of silver metal liquid floated towards him, stopped on the palm, and as the whole condensed towards the center, it quickly reorganized into a bell.

"I got it."

Eric firmly held the restored bell, then looked at Caesar, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"I didn't help you, it was you who expanded the microscopic direction of magnetic field control."

Caesar shrugged, glanced at the five students lying on the ground, and under their expectant gaze, announced: "Okay, let's count you as passing. This is the end of the training, and you have graduated."

Hearing Caesar's words, the five students took a long breath and followed their tired bodies to lie softly on the ground.

Eric also rarely showed a relieved smile, and looked sideways at the three Charles who were approaching, "Since the training is over. Charles, we can go and find Shang's group."

"I found their location yesterday." Charles took out a map from his pocket and said, "Have a good rest tonight and leave at noon tomorrow. It's time for a full-scale counterattack."

The next day, noon.

Charles, Eric, Mora, and five mutant students got on an ultra-modern fighter jet and set off towards the location of the Hellfire Club and others.

The trio of Caesar, Azazo, and Logan stayed at the base residence. Either they were tired of fighting, or they didn't want to intervene in the mutant war.

"Young Master, don't you really need to go over there and see?" As the fighter jet disappeared into the clouds, Azazo asked Caesar, who was lying on the lawn sun lounger.

"It's not necessary, we have taught everything we can, and they will face the rest of the battle by themselves. With their current strength, it's no problem to defeat the people in the Hellfire Club."

Caesar saw it clearly. Although Charles has never exercised combat skills, spiritual invasion is a semi-invincible ability. As long as the opponent's ability is not spiritual, he is basically unable to fight back. Not to mention the nearly awakened Magneto, and five outstanding mutants who can stand alone.

He paused and said inexplicably: "But among them, there may be a dispute. After all, the future of mutants still has a long way to go."

Asazo nodded in understanding.

three days later.

During these three days, due to the battle between the Hellfire Club and the mutant squad, two unnatural forces, the outside world caused an uproar, and the mutants appeared on the world stage for the first time.

The three of Caesar lived peacefully. They lived in the residential building of the base, and from time to time they went out to nightclubs to pick up girls and drink.

It was not until the morning of the fourth day, three days later, that the mutant team finally returned to the base. But there were eight people when they left, and only five people left when they came back.

Sean, Alex, and Hank looked down, and they all had bandaged wounds on their bodies. They walked in the front, and behind was Charles in a wheelchair. Mora was pushing him to the yard. walk in.

"Welcome back." Caesar walked out of the house, Azazo and Logan were on both sides.

Charles responded in frustration, "Yes. We are back, but some people will never come back."

Did they part ways after all?

Caesar secretly sighed that Charles and Eric had different ideas, and because of the future of mutants, the two would eventually go on completely different paths. I'm afraid those who didn't come back either died or left with Magneto.

"So the war is over?" Logan asked.

"It's over, this war is over, but there will be more wars to come."

Charles raised his head, looked at the pure sky, and suddenly said, "I want to create a special private school to recruit mutant children from all over the world, and train them to find a future that belongs to mutants."

Azazuo smiled and said, "Then your school must need some excellent teachers."

"You guys, decided to stay?!" Charles looked up in surprise and looked at the three of Caesars.

Caesar turned his head and looked at the sky as well, "I didn't say that. However, I can't go home yet, so I'll stay at your school temporarily."

It must be a special fate that brought him to this time and space to meet a group of weird people. Since there is no way to go back, it proves that the fate has not yet come to an end.

but--

One day, one day, I will go back to the Marvel world.