Marvel: Master Ancient One, I'm Going Down

"You...why are your wings made of iron?"

Salvador spoke subconsciously.

"My name is Warren Kenneth Worthington III. It's a long story. Maybe we can have a good talk when we have time."

Ironwing Angel's rare initiative.

"Um...okay."

Salvador froze for a moment.

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw Iron Wing Angel's actions.

It seems that he has taken a fancy to the other party.

A woman with wings.

Qin Hao looked at Apocalypse, Apocalypse understood, and the next moment the seven of them appeared on a barren grassland.

"Do you want to do something else?"

Qin Hao said to Salvador.

Meanwhile, Iron Wing Angel At the moment's eyes were full of anticipation.

There are other abilities.

Salvatore 17 is still in a daze at the moment. One moment they were still in the bar, but the next moment they appeared in this deserted place, which is unbelievable.

And Charles and Magneto are obviously a little uncomfortable.

"A little motion sickness!"

Charles shook his head and said.

Salvador came to his senses, but there was a look of fear in the eyes of Apocalypse and Qin Hao.

"Is that what you mean?"

A ball of fiery energy appeared in Salvador's mouth.

boom!

The energy cluster collided with the ground and exploded instantly.

Not very powerful, but also not to be underestimated. .

"What a nice ability!" Iron Wing Angel nodded.

Like him, he has other abilities besides flying.

That's good.

That's good.

I just don't know what she will become after strengthening.

In the end, the power of the energy ball spewed out of the mouth has become stronger.

Or her wings Flight is faster.

"Salvador, I thought you'd love to join us! We're all of the same kind!"

Iron Wing Angel stretched out his hand directly.

The others glanced at each other.

Well, this Mutant doesn't need them to worry about.

Leave it to Iron Wing Angel.

"ZiZiZi~"

Another portal opened.

Everyone went straight back to the secret base of the CIA.

Charles is busy looking for the next Mutant.

"Qin, Apocalypse, can you help El Salvador strengthen?"

Iron Wing Angel asked Qin Hao and Apocalypse.

"No problem, this matter is left to you to deal with."

Qin Hao didn't have much thought about this matter.

El Salvador's power is really not strong.

He was a little bit down on it.

"Okay, I see, Apocalypse, trouble."

Iron Wing Angel requests directly like Apocalypse.

"Can."

The two went directly to Salvador.

Psylocke, on the other hand, stuck to Qin's side.

The greasy crookedness at the bar made her take a step forward.

Now, she wants to strike while the iron is hot.

"...

"Then go get..."

The two turned and entered the room.

"El Salvador, do you desire to have stronger power!"

Iron Wing Angel and Salvador stood on the balcony and said.

Salvador turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"My original boss, Apocalypse, can strengthen your strength!"

He stared at Salvador seriously.

Salvador's body trembled a little.

"strengthening? And becoming like you?"

He seemed to be refusing.

If she becomes Iron Wing, she will no longer be able to hide herself.

Iron Wing Angel did not expect this to happen.

He turned to look at Apocalypse.

"Master, will she become like me?"

"No, the fireball she spits out will become more powerful, her wings will become larger and her speed will become faster, but they will not turn into iron wings, so she can still hide in the crowd.

Apocalypse, the way of nature, what do the two think again.

Hearing this, Salvador finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really??"

Salvador stared at Apocalypse. .