I Am In Marvel - Chapter 539
Tinker…
Three bells from the neck of Caesar have not fallen into the ground, and there has been a clear and pleasant voice in the air.
It
is also releasing the ultrasound Sean, with brutal restraint on Hank and Darwin of Caesar, as well as Alex and Reese from a few metres away, and five mutation learners at this moment, with only three falling silver bells in their eyes.
Despite the hegemony of super waves, people almost didn’t agree, moved towards Caesar, and their hands were surrounded to bells.
If you look at the trainers, Caesar’s twins tend to be serious, switched willingly and lazy, a powerful atmosphere that can hardly be construed, and stagnating the air as a matter of substance, from his high body in the body’s inch to the outside.
He didn’t talk, grabbed his left hand fist, was a boxing, and the air layer blew apart.
The
five learners close to Caesar and the previous cold-fur exploded, and all operations stopped, both physically and mentally, as did no more bombs falling into the ice. There is only one fist in the eye that becomes like a giant fist with a whole military fortress.
Charles and the others just walked down from the residential building, and it felt exactly what, like, a wrapped stopping pace, with no blood looking in the direction of the War Bureau.
“This is Young Master? Yes, and only him.” Assazzomu, too, dares to move forward, as if it was a death ban zone.
“That’s exaggerating.”
Logan bites cigars, shakes ashes, and faces are amazing: “Even if 50 meters are isolated, I can feel the great threat that comes from there, and I’m starting to shake my body without autonomy. In World War II, I’ve never seen mutant at this level.”
If so, it is feared that changes in Sky and the earth turning upside down will occur in the national versions of the present era.
Charles has no idea what to say. He can only express his voice. “This is Caesar in a state of seriousness.”
Within the base yard.
The bell ‘tower’ fell on the grass, just in front of Caesar, but no one was able to reach out to pick it up, five of the participants fell on the side of Caesar, and the body was still shaking, and the eyes were stuck on the top of the dome.
The thick clouds that had covered the night sky had become open, leaving behind a boxing print of incomparable gigantic, and the white cold moon was light down.
the world may not really exist ‘god’, and that God, now harmless to human beings and animals stand before them.
In addition to this dreadful concept, fear has been deeply embedded in the bone marrow, and I’m afraid not to forget the scene of this evening for all my life.
That’s, like, an invincible fist.
“I’m sorry.” Caesar’s serious eyes are broken, he’s been hanged again, he’s picking up the bell, and he’s a never-ending path: “Will you continue?”
Go on? What’s going on?
Five participants are right. Tonight is the latest time to succeed, but even the tactics of war have failed.
“Don’t be upset, at least I don’t give up.”
Caesar laughed, Lower looking for the left hand, and smiled, “Hey? Why only two? What about one?”
The bell lying in his hand was only two, and there was one left without wings.
“Uh-huh?”
Five mutation participants looked to each other, but none of them had a hand, and that was also a fog water.
“Is there anyone else in the fight besides you? Still a big deal.”
After Caesar knew the rear and looked back, he saw only a few beyond ten meters on the edge of the yard, and Eric was standing there, and his hands kept moving.
“The bones…”
A few drops of silver metal liquids flowing towards him, stopping on his hands, and, as the whole goes to the centre, a bell will soon be reorganized.
“I got it.”
Eric grabbed the bell of recovery with energy, and that’s what he wanted to say to Caesar, honestly: “Thank you.”
“I didn’t help you with anything, and you yourself expanded the microdirection of magnetic field control.”
Caesar shrinked his shoulders, swept the five participants lying on the ground, and announced, under the vision they expected, that “Well, tentatively, you adopted it. The training’s over, you graduated.”
The
words of Caesar were heard, and five participants were breathing and lying softly on the ground following the fatigue of their bodies.
Eric is also hard to reveal a smile that explains the burden, focusing on the three people who are close to Charles here, “since the training is over. Charles, we can go out and find a gang of monks.”
“Champagne, I found them yesterday.” Charles took a map from his pocket, saying, “Have a good night’s break, leave tomorrow at noon, and it’s time to react comprehensively.”
The next day, noon.
Charles, Eric, Mora, as well as five mutation participants, took a supermodern fighter, moved to the Hell Club and the others’ location.
Caesar, Assassi, and Logan’s three groups remain in the base house, if they are tired of fighting, or do not want to interfere with this mutant war.
“Young Master, don’t you really have to look at the past?” Seeing that the fighters did not enter the clouds, Asszo said to Caesar lying on the lawn sun chair.
“Without that need, all we can teach is that the rest of the fighting will be confronted by them themselves. With their power now, they want to defeat those people at the Hell Club, not at all.”
Caesar looked very thorough. Charles, while not exercising the tactics of combat, spiritual incursions are half invincible, as long as the ability of the opponent is not spiritual and encounters him with little effort. Not to mention, but also to Magneto, close to awakening, there are five outstanding mutant.
He paused, not famous: “But among them, there may also be a dispute, after all mutant’s future, and there is a long way to go.”
Asssazo seems to understand the unspecified nodded.
Three days later.
In these three days, the outside world has triggered a major wave of mutant’s first appearance on the World stage as a result of the war between the Hell Club and the mutation team’s two non-natural forces.
Caesar’s three people were in peace, living under the base house building, sometimes going out to the nightclub and drinking, and having a very good day.
Until the morning of the fourth day after three days, the mutation team finally returned to the base. There were eight at the time of departure, but only five left.
Sean, Alex, and Hank, all three people are in a low mood, and there are negative marks on them, and they walk in the front, and then Charles, sitting on a wheelchair, Mora is pushing him into the yard.
“Welcome back.” Caesar walked out of the house, on both sides, Assassi and Logan, respectively.
Charles failed to respond, “Yeah. We’re back, but some people will never come back.”
Finally, is it still divisive?
Caesar was dark, and Charles was different from Eric’s idea, and the two were finally going to a very different path because of mutant’s future. I’m afraid those who didn’t come back are either dead or gone with Magneto.
“The war is over?” Logan asked.
“It’s over, it’s over, but there will be more wars in the past.”
Charles started looking at the pure sky, and suddenly said, “I want to create a special private school, pack mutant children in the heavens, and develop them to find a future that belongs to mutant.”
Asszazo chuckled said, “Your school will need a few excellent teachers.”
“You guys, decided to stay?” Charles was surprised to rise, looking towards Caesar.
Caesar, don’t go too far and look forward to the sky, “I didn’t say that. But I can’t go home yet, just leave your feet in your school for a while.”
Must be a special point, and let him come to this time and meet a bunch of weird people. Since there is no way to go back, it is proving that the score is not over.
But…
Someday, one day, he’ll go back to Rowey World.
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