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Fifty years later.

Deep in the mountains, an ancient Eastern temple stands quietly.

Inside the main hall, the air was incredibly heavy. Several mutants stood in various places, their eyes fixed on the stone slab in the center.

Logan, his temples graying, lay there with his eyes closed.

A young woman crouched above his head, her hands pressed against his temples, her palms glowing with flowing white light, connecting him to Logan's brain. It was Kitty the Phantom Cat, using her powers to send Logan's thoughts back half a century.

Time passed second by second.

"Well.."

Katie suddenly frowned and her body trembled slightly.

As Katie's current boyfriend, Iceman Bobby immediately leaned forward and asked anxiously, "Katie, what's wrong? Have you been using your abilities for too long and your body can't take it anymore?"

Katie's expression twisted: "No, I've been squatting for too long, my legs are numb."

Everyone:”

The elderly Magneto's lips twitched, and with a wave of his hand, the metal fragments beside him instantly twisted and deformed, piecing together into a small stool in the blink of an eye, which slid steadily under Katie's buttocks.

Bishop, the Black man, sounded somewhat agitated: "It's been so long, what's going on now?"

His ability is to absorb and use various forms of energy, earning him the nickname "Little Black." (Emperor)

However, compared to Sebastian, his maximum energy absorption capacity is much lower, like the difference between a power bank and a power station. Because he can withstand such pressure, he has been in charge of all time travel missions in the past, so he knows best the difference in the flow rate between the two timelines.

Half a day here could have been several days or even a whole week in the past.

So many days have passed, and Logan hasn't made a single move, which is making Bishop very anxious.

"Be patient, we need to have faith in Logan," the elderly Professor X said calmly from his hovering wheelchair.

It's better not to mention this, because just mentioning Bishop makes me angry.

He pointed at Logan lying on the stone slab and said angrily, "I've been observing him for a while, and this guy has shown a lewd smile at least ten times, like he's having a wet dream. How can you expect me to have any faith in him?"

Professor X opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

He was also puzzled, because based on his understanding of Logan, that smile usually only appeared when he saw Jean.

The problem is, Jean shouldn't have been in Xavier's School of the Arts fifty years ago.

Professor X also couldn't figure out the specific reason.

Magneto said calmly, "No matter what, we have no way out. This is our last chance."

He's right.

Sentinel robots have the ability to precisely locate the X gene, so they never dare to stay in one place for too long.

For fifty years, they have wandered the earth like stray dogs, hiding in one ruin after another.

Now, they've concentrated all the remaining mutant forces here to protect Logan, essentially betting everything on Logan's success.

Betting that the past can be changed.

If they lose the bet, the fate of mutants may come to an end.

Seeing that both bigwigs had spoken, Bishop couldn't say anything more and could only continue to wait.

Suddenly, a sharp alarm pierced the silence.

"They're here!"

Everyone's expression instantly tensed up.

They all knew what they meant.

"You stay here and guard him."

Magneto turned around decisively, his cloak billowing behind him, and strode towards the temple gate, with Bishop following closely behind.

Outside the hall, the mountain wind howled.

The dilapidated city walls are built on the edge of a cliff, below which is a bottomless abyss, shrouded in swirling clouds and mist.

Several mutants on guard duty on the perimeter were already on high alert. Their abilities varied, but their faces all wore the same solemn expression. Magneto raised his hands and ascended to the edge of the cliff on the city wall.

He squinted at the distant horizon, his voice low and deep: "How many of them are coming?"

"Twelve transport planes."

Zhengtu, who possesses super hearing, listened intently, his face turning extremely pale.

This number made everyone present feel a chill.

Each transport plane carries at least twenty sentinel robots, and with twelve planes combined, there are at least several hundred of them.

In the past, they had already struggled to deal with a maximum of a few dozen sentinel robots at the same time.

Now they are facing hundreds of Sentinel robots!

Magneto took a deep breath and made a decisive statement: "We must hold them off at all costs to buy time for the people inside."

The other mutants nodded silently.

Having reached this point, everyone knew what it meant, and they were already prepared to die.

Storm's eyes rolled back, and she floated upwards in an invisible force, performing a ritual and summoning the east wind.

The next moment, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and a strong wind picked up.

In the distance, the twelve rectangular transport planes were violently rocking in the gale; two of them even went out of control and collided, exploding in blinding flashes of fire. For a moment, all the transport planes were blocked by the gale and could not move forward.

Before they could even catch their breath, the cargo doors on the bottom of the transport planes opened simultaneously.

Countless slender figures poured out.

They fell from the sky in dense, orderly fashion, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

But the descent lasted only a moment. The figures hovered in mid-air, then adjusted their posture and flew rapidly towards the temple. Looking around, hundreds of sentinel robots covered half the sky.

The mutants watched this scene and couldn't help but swallow hard.

Magneto acted decisively, raising his hands sharply upwards. The black jet parked outside the hall instantly took off, flying head-on towards the Sentinel robots. The jet rapidly disintegrated in mid-air, countless metal fragments, carrying the immense kinetic energy granted by Magneto, rained down on the surrounding Sentinel robots like a storm of pear blossoms, knocking down the leading Sentinel robots one by one from the sky.

Meanwhile, the jet, under the cover of metal debris, successfully charged into the core of the sentinel robot swarm.

Storm spread her arms wide, and thunderclouds surged in the sky, with countless electric snakes moving and converging within them.

Boom!

A massive bolt of lightning struck down, hitting the jet engine precisely.

Under the terrifying influx of electrical energy, the high-energy engine instantly overloaded, and a dazzling blue-white light exploded from within.

Rumble!!!

The terrifying explosion shook the entire mountain.

A massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky, its scorching heatwave sweeping wildly outwards, instantly engulfing hundreds of Sentinel robots in the vicinity. At the same time, a shockwave carrying countless fragments swept across the area.

The mutants scrambled for cover, while some used their abilities to withstand the damage.

Magneto, perhaps due to old age and slowed reaction time, or perhaps to maintain his imposing presence, didn't cower on the ground like Storm. Instead, he stretched out his arms, and countless metal fragments flying towards him abruptly stopped half a meter in front of him, hovering in mid-air.

However, Magneto's face suddenly turned deathly pale.

Looking down, he saw a palm-sized shard deeply embedded in his abdomen, with only the edge protruding.

Those weren't metal fragments, but fragments of a Sentinel robot, made of a special composite material with zero iron content, which is why he couldn't control it.

Magneto gritted his teeth, gripped the edge of the shard with his right hand, and pulled it out, blood quickly staining his clothes.

He swayed and almost lost his balance.

Upon seeing this, the other mutants' moods plummeted.

The battle had barely begun when our leader was already seriously injured; it was a truly hellish start.

"Be careful!"

Bishop abruptly shoved Storm aside.

A tall, silver figure suddenly leaped out from below the city wall, his right arm transforming into a sharp blade, and stabbed fiercely at Bishop's chest.

Fortunately, Bishop activated his ability, and the energy contained in the blade was instantly absorbed, so he was not seriously injured.

He immediately raised the energy gun in his hand, poured all the energy he had just absorbed into it, and a blinding beam of light shot out, blasting the sentry robot in front of him backward.

Before he could relax, more silver figures climbed up from the edge of the city wall.

They are entirely silver in color, covered with fine scales that constantly churn and recombine like living things, transforming into various shapes.

Many of these forms are quite familiar, representing the abilities of their former mutant allies or enemies.

Now, these abilities have become the tools that sentinel robots use to slaughter them.

"We absolutely cannot let them in!"

Magneto, disregarding his own injuries, let out a loud shout.

All the mutants had resolute eyes, and one by one they used their abilities to launch an attack on the Sentinel robot as if their lives depended on it.

Mutants who have survived to this day are certainly not useless.

They worked together seamlessly, engaging the Sentinel robot in a fierce battle and barely managing to hold it off.

However, as the number of Sentinel robots increased, the mutants gradually lost ground.

There's no way around it, the Sentinel robots' mechanics are just too insane.

They can not only use the abilities of various mutants, but also change their form in real time according to the opponent's abilities, find the most effective way to counter them, and make the opponent's abilities completely ineffective.

What's even more terrifying is that they are tireless, fearless of pain, and possess a hive mentality, making their cooperation seamless.

On the other hand, the mutants were in increasingly worse condition, many of them injured, with one even losing an arm to a Sentinel robot. Faced with such a predicament, even a mutant leader like Magneto was becoming increasingly powerless.

Due to the intensity of the attack, he received special attention.

Countless Sentinel robots swarmed toward him, surrounding him completely.

Magneto gritted his teeth, pushing his power to its limit. The surrounding metal objects spun rapidly around him, forming an impenetrable metal barrier, which both blocked the Sentinel robots' attacks and smashed away any Sentinel robots that tried to approach.

It wasn't that he didn't want to dismantle the sentry robots, but that he couldn't.

The designers of the Sentinel robots clearly considered him their number one enemy, and designed them in a comprehensive way to counter his abilities. Their bodies contained no metal at all, and their surfaces were completely airtight, without even a crack, giving him no chance to manipulate metal fragments to penetrate and cause damage. External sabotage was even more impossible.

The Sentinel robot has extremely strong defenses; ordinary metals cannot harm it in the slightest, unless it is Logan's adamantium claws that can cut through iron like mud.

That's why Magneto could only buy time by smashing the Sentinel robots.

But he was seriously injured, and his breathing became more and more rapid, almost reaching its limit.

But he cannot back down.

Behind them was the temple, and without his help, the other mutants probably wouldn't last more than a few minutes.

The Sentinel robots seemed to have sensed Magneto's weakness.

They abandoned their original offensive, and all the silver heads turned towards him at the same time, their hard outer shells flipping open to the sides, where scorching energy was brewing wildly, ready to be unleashed.

This is one of the Sentinel Robot's abilities: releasing terrifying high-temperature energy rays, powerful enough to easily melt steel.

Now, at least dozens of Sentinel robots are simultaneously targeting Magneto.

Even if Magneto is incredibly powerful, he can't withstand the attack of so many Sentinel robots all at once.

Is this the end?

Magneto muttered to himself.

At this moment, the Sentinel robot's movements seemed to slow down, and a scrolling marquee began to flash before his eyes, with images passing by one after another.

That was his lost youth.

boom!!

More than a dozen terrifying beams of energy shot out simultaneously, their crimson light instantly illuminating the night and striking Magneto's location! In the blink of an eye, Magneto was engulfed by the light.

The ground was instantly shattered, the rubble and soil vaporizing in the intense heat. The shockwave, carrying dust and smoke, spread in all directions, obscuring the view inside. The Sentinel robot slowly retracted its cannon, the lens on its head gradually dimming.

The mutants were utterly desperate.

Even the mighty Magneto is offline, how can the battle continue?

However..

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, everyone was stunned.

Where Magneto had stood, only a huge, charred crater remained, completely empty, with no sign of the other man's body. What happened?

The mutant looked completely bewildered.

The sentinel robots seemed to sense the anomaly and suddenly all looked in one direction.

Magneto, who should have died under the attack of the Sentinel robots, appeared dozens of meters away.

Beside him stood a figure that was entirely red and did not resemble a human.

Magneto stared at the man, his face filled with astonishment: "You are... Red Devil?"

Red Devil nodded.

"Why are you here? Weren't you dead already?"

Magneto's eyes widened; he clearly remembered that Red Devil had died more than fifty years ago.

Along with other members of the Hellfire Club, he was dissected and studied by humans, and every inch of his body was used to improve the Sentinel Robots' genetic database.

How could someone who has been dead for half a century possibly appear here?

Red Devil said expressionlessly, "I was sent by the Black King to help you."

"Black Emperor!?"

Magneto's expression changed drastically.

He was all too familiar with the title: founder of the Hellfire Club, a madman who sought to accelerate the evolution of mutants by instigating World War III.

Magneto asked incredulously, "Could it be that the Black Emperor you're talking about is...?"

"That's right, it's me."

A voice came from behind him.

Magneto shuddered and whirled around: "It really is you, Sebastian... Wait, who are you?"

Du Mu grinned: "Nice to meet you. I'm Du Mu, the current Black King of the Hellfire Club, and also the leader of the Brotherhood." Magneto: "???"

If you are the leader of the Brotherhood, then who am I?