In the Marvel Universe: I can summon items from all dimensions.

Chapter 62 The Brotherhood's March

Before long, the four arrived at the edge of a forest. Guided by the drone in the air, they quickly discovered a squad of ten robots, each equipped with weapons of unknown purpose, which were obviously very dangerous.

Its near-human agility and stability made Mason wonder what era he was living in.

However, considering this is the Marvel Cinematic Universe—it doesn't seem unreasonable.

"Those are Magneto's Sentinel robots," Logan said to Mason. "This type is quite flexible and is generally used as spies and sentries."

What? Magneto's Sentinels?

This is outrageous! I wonder where the people in the scene got this from, or if they developed it themselves. If it's the latter, then it's just too funny.

"Ten units in total, no other ambushes around," Hank said through the earpiece. "Scott, move in!"

"receive."

Scott nodded, and then a portion of the triangular chips on his helmet began to flash, instantly firing ten slender red lasers that struck the robots simultaneously, blasting them into a pile of scrap metal from nearly 150 meters away.

"What kind of operation is this?"

Mason has lost count of how many times he's been surprised today.

"This is a quartz helmet that Hank made for me, which can deflect and disperse the lasers I fire," Scott explained. "It also has a fire control system inside, which allows me to fire lasers in any direction and adjust the number as I wish. Although the power limit is restricted, the flexibility is many times greater."

"Holy crap, that's awesome!"

Mason hissed, then said, "Then could you charge my phone while you're at it? — I still have plenty of battery left, but I'm the type of person who gets anxious when my phone battery drops below 90%."

Scott nodded, and then fired a laser at Mason. This time the power was greater than the last, and it soon made his veins glow.

During this process, they continued to patrol the perimeter of the shield and discovered several waves of the same Sentinel robots, which they easily eliminated. However, they were only responsible for filling in the gaps; most of the Sentinel robots were taken out by the patrolling drones. For a time, explosions and gunfire rang out incessantly, making it as lively as a war zone. The Academy side annihilated them at the cost of losing a small number of drones, but having gotten this close, the Sentinel robots had presumably already achieved their goal: to collect relevant data and then send it to their operators.

Sure enough, just a few minutes later, something unexpected happened.

"Warning, warning, the surveillance network has detected Eric!"

Hank shouted into the comms, "He's led a team to the southeast! Retreat, retreat! You have no chance!"

At this moment, southeast of Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters, members of the Brotherhood of Mutants and the Hellfire Club, led by Magneto, appeared.

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There were only a dozen or so people, but they were all elite fighters.

Magneto, Quicksilver, Avalanche, Master Illusionist, Bishop, Black Bishop, Black Queen, and even a giant like Chaser who has been given an Omega-level badge in the comics, but strangely, behind them are several ferocious beasts that look like they are woven from tree branches and vines.

And the most important one, Scarlet Witch, silently floats beside Magneto.

"It seems my old friend has raised the security level at the academy again."

Magneto Erik floated in mid-air, gazing at the bright yellow shield in front of him, and smiled confidently, "Well prepared, but this time the situation is different from before."

The moment they were spotted, thousands of drones abandoned their role as a surveillance network and swarmed in from all directions, launching a barrage of projectiles while simultaneously speeding towards their doom—all of these drones were made of materials like polyethylene to protect them from Magneto's abilities, ensuring they were absolutely free of any metal.

But this doesn't make any sense.

At the very front of the group, Paris Bennett merely lifted his eyelids, and lightning-fast psionic energy erupted from his body, spreading into the air and forming a dense network of shields. The drone's bullets were easily intercepted, and the proximity fuses detonated the instant they approached the psionic shield. The explosives, totaling several hundred kilograms, even created a small mushroom cloud, but after the smoke cleared, everyone was unharmed.

"Holy crap, that's awesome."

The four members of the Mason group, who quickly retreated several kilometers away and witnessed the scene through the few drone cameras they left behind, expressed similar sentiments.

The other three were just marveling at it, but Mason, who could basically recognize what kind of lineup it was, was a little annoyed.

I can understand characters like Master Illusion, Black Bishop, and Black Queen, and Wanda and Quicksilver aren't surprising either, but isn't this Zhu Shuai a bit too much? In the comics, this Omega-level mutant, who possesses telekinesis, psychic abilities, mental powers, and immortality, is a formidable character who single-handedly took on the Avengers. Although we don't know his situation in this universe, his performance just now shows that he's a big guy.

What a fucking amazing lineup!

"Petross, how long will it take to activate this shield?"

After the drone offensive ended, Eric turned to a middle-aged mutant behind him wearing a steel helmet and a blue bodysuit and asked, "This thing is in the way. Get rid of it."

This is also a powerful mutant with the ability to emit powerful vibration waves. If used at full power, it can even cause earthquakes, and the total amount of energy output is extremely exaggerated.

"That depends on how much energy the academy has. I can't give you a definite answer." Shan Beng took a few steps forward, rubbed his hands together, and said, "But we can give it a try."

"Let's begin," Magneto ordered. "Bishop, Black Queen, you two are responsible for protecting him."

The two from the Hellfire Club obeyed Magneto's orders and, together with Avalanche, advanced a short distance toward the Academy's shield.

Looking at the shield with a radius of several kilometers, Shan Beng's eyes twitched twice. Then he clenched his fists and swung them forward with all his might. A shockwave, accompanied by a thunderous sound and enough to blast thousands of humans into mincemeat in an instant, shot forward from his fist. The ground that was slightly swept away immediately showed large-scale spider web-like cracks. At the moment the shockwave collided with the shield, the impact and gale expanded explosively.

The Black Queen raised her hand and erected a purple spherical energy shield to block the impact for the others. The shield rippled like a pool of water. Although it showed no signs of breaking, who knew how long it could hold out?

"This is bad—"

In the distance, Scott grew anxious: "Let me take care of Petros. If this continues, it'll be dangerous."

"No, there will be other people in charge here," Hank refused decisively. "You go to the other side of the shield. The surveillance network has detected another group over there—Junkit, Meatball, Sabertooth, and Mammoth."

"You still dare to divide your forces?"

Logan immediately flew into a rage: "Let's go! Let's fuck them!"

Without hesitation, the four of them rushed off in the direction Hank indicated.

Meanwhile, within the academy, the turrets mounted on the rooftops began to move. Under the calibration of the fire control radar, they were all aimed at the landslide that was releasing vibration waves. After a period of preheating, dozens of blazing plasma beams were fired in succession. Just as they were about to hit the shield, the shield deftly opened a small opening large enough for the beams to pass through. Boom!

A volley of fire struck the Black Queen's shield, the powerful impact nearly shattering it, but it managed to hold on.

However, there was bad news: after the volley ended, Quicksilver, who had been standing next to Eric, was gone.

Inside the academy, the professor opened his eyes and said to Lorna beside him, "Let's go to the entrance of the teaching building; Peter is coming in."

"It's already been sensed? Looks like I'm still a bit too slow."

The answer to Charles wasn't from Lorna, but from a male voice that sounded a bit like a rock youth.

The two of them looked towards the doorway.

There stood Quicksilver, with silver hair and dressed in stylish leather armor and riding breeches—a toothpick dangling from his mouth, looking utterly irresponsible.

This man needs no introduction; he is none other than Pietro Django Maximoff, known as Marvel's Flash, the fastest mutant, and the rogue with the coolest special effects in the X-Men series.

Good afternoon, Peter.

Charles said calmly, "To guard against you, Hank specifically optimized the energy shield, but it seems the effect is still somewhat lacking."

"It's not that bad, it's not that bad."

Quicksilver waved his hand, looking distressed, and said, "Even for me, seizing such a short window to get into the academy wouldn't be an easy task."

After saying that, he looked at the North Star again, his expression becoming even more troubled: "Sister, why are you here?!"

"If you hadn't been so bored as to send people looking for me, I wouldn't have bothered coming back here," Lorna said coldly. "And now you have the nerve to ask me something like that? I think you've gone insane from running!"

"Um—I'm your half-brother—can't you speak a little more gently?" Quicksilver's lips twitched a few times. "Besides, I'm not here for anything bad—after this war, the situation will change drastically, and Father is just trying to protect you."

"You should believe that yourself—"

Lorna opened her mouth to utter even more vicious words, but Charles stopped her with a gesture, then smiled and said, "Peter, you didn't come in at this hour just to say hello, did you?"

"The mission also includes things like destroying the control centers of defense and weapon systems."

Quicksilver spread his hands and directly stated what he was going to do: "Then rescue Aunt Riven, and give you a shot, Professor. After all, she was probably caught and captured before she could do anything, right? I'll take over what she didn't finish."

"You've certainly gotten bolder, you bastard!"

Lorna slammed her hand on the table: "Fine, today you either go back the way you came, or you kill me first! Otherwise, you won't get anything done!"

Her tone was so sharp that Quicksilver's forehead veins bulged: "Don't think you can say whatever you want just because you're my sister!" Lorna snorted coldly and waved her hand, saying, "If you've got the guts, come over here and punch me to death. Anyway, I don't have much power left to use."

"That's going too far!" Quicksilver snapped, annoyed. "Don't think I'm always so easy to talk to!"

"Peter, the fact that you stopped to talk instead of taking action speaks volumes about your stance."

Charles suddenly said, "I know you can't fit into the fraternity's atmosphere, but the college will always keep its doors open for you if you're willing."

"Haha, that's true."

Quicksilver lowered his head and sighed, "But if I don't accomplish anything, Daddy and Wanda will kill me—"

After saying that, he took out a syringe from his pocket. A thin layer of dark green liquid was swirling in the syringe, probably the same poison Mystique had brought.

"Peter, you don't need to do this," the professor continued to persuade him.

"There's nothing I can do about it. I have my reasons," Quicksilver sighed. "Let's finish this quickly."

"In this way, appearing directly in front of me like this?" Charles's smile held a hint of mystery. "Are you sure your actions can outpace my thoughts?"

"I'm not that confident—" Quicksilver's arm flashed, and he produced a metal fragment that looked like it had been torn from a complete structure. He then said calmly, "This can slightly block others' telepathic communication with me. Even you, Professor, shouldn't be able to break through its defenses before I inject the drug into your body—but Aunt Riven should have been carrying one that's even more effective than mine. How did she even get caught?"

"Oh?"

Charles's eyes flickered, then he suddenly laughed: "Since you're so confident, why don't you give it a try?"

"

Quicksilver instinctively sensed something was wrong, but as the saying goes, once the arrow is on the bowstring, it must be released. He had already drawn his weapon (the pointer), so how could he just turn around and leave?

In an instant, the whole world seemed to slow down in Quicksilver's eyes.

His reaction speed is thousands or even tens of thousands of times faster than that of an ordinary person. When he is in good condition, this number can increase even further. In the human sense of time, one second is enough for him to measure the length of a state's border on foot. Faced with such speed, most superhumans are just dumb puppets to him, easy to play with while yawning. If he had more than just a desire to kill, one second would be enough for him to slaughter an entire town.

It is important to understand that whether in martial arts or war, "defeating the enemy before they can make a move" is an eternal pursuit. Quicksilver is a man who can take this to the extreme. Faced with his speed, even mutants of a higher level would find it difficult, or even impossible, to react.

Will the professor be an exception?

Quicksilver doesn't think so.

Because he had moved to the side of the professor, who was still looking in the direction where he had been standing.

No matter how amazing psychic abilities are, they are limited by the speed of thought. As long as one's speed is faster than the transmission of electrical signals in the nerves, the professor's abilities will naturally have no effect on one. Moreover, one is carrying items that defend against psychic powers, which gives one an even greater advantage.

Will it win?

Without a doubt, we will win!

Seeing the professor's sluggish movements, Quicksilver breathed a sigh of relief.

Isn't it impossible to react in time? Why make it sound so scary?

The chair in the corner of the room was slowly rising at a speed that was practically motionless. This was Lorna trying to take action—sorry, but this time it was no joke. This level of intimidation alone wouldn't be enough to make me back down.

Quicksilver then took a deep breath, nervously picked up the syringe, and stabbed the professor in the back of his hand.

His consciousness ended there.

"Hmm—Peter still hasn't improved much."

Seeing Quicksilver fall straight to the ground, Charles reached out to steady him and then placed him on a nearby chair.

"Embarrassing." Lorna lowered the chair that had just floated up, and said with a pout, "You got taken down so easily? Where did all that bragging go?"

"Lorna, he is your brother. Don't speak lightly of your own family."

"—It's nothing, I just had no choice." Lorna shook her head, then stared at the unconscious Quicksilver and said, "So?"

How did you do that?

"It's very simple. I released some automatically reacting psychic abilities within a radius of about fifty centimeters around my body. Any intelligent life form that intrudes without my permission will be met with a counterattack. The faster the speed, the stronger the counterattack." Charles shook his head. "I'm certain that Peter will personally ensure the success rate when facing me, rather than using a tranquilizer gun or something like that—because they're much slower than Peter himself. But even if he's fast, he can't outpace the spread of psychic power. It's that simple."

"----well."

Lorna sighed, "After all these years, this guy's brain hasn't gotten any sharper. It's really disappointing."

Incidentally, her loud criticism of Quicksilver wasn't because of any grudge between them; she simply noticed that the Professor seemed to be brewing some kind of plan, so she was just trying to distract Quicksilver in her own way.

As she spoke, she walked over to Quicksilver and snatched the metal fragment from his hand.

"This is----?"

After examining it closely with a frown, she found a few letters in one corner of the fragment, but they couldn't be pieced together into a word with any clear meaning.

"It doesn't look like something from modern times—?" Lorna hissed. "Could it have been dug up from some ancient ruins or something? The Brotherhood really is as good as ever at coming up with these kinds of bizarre things."

"Riven has one too, and it's even more powerful than this one," the professor said. "They do indeed have the ability to block telepathy—and it's not just the two of them; everyone who attacked the academy this time, except Eric, Cain, and Paris, probably had something similar."

"Everyone?" Lorna was stunned. "What's wrong with them? To pour so many resources into a single battle, do they really want to wipe out the academy in one fell swoop?"

"That's a question for Eric."

The professor looked through the thick steel and soil toward Magneto's direction and said slowly, "Something is wrong with him. It's like he's being forced to chase something."