Chapter 539 Final Stage of a Stage

jingle--

The three bells that had fallen from Caesar's neck have not yet fallen to the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound in the air.

Xien, who is still releasing ultrasonic suppression, Hanke and Darwin, who are bounded by Caesar, and Alex and Ruiwen, a few meters away. At this moment, there are only three silver that are falling in the eyes. Bell.

Without the overbearing momentum of the ultrasound, everyone almost did not agree, rushing toward Caesar, and the hands were surrounded by the bells.

Seeing that the students are going to get the bells, Caesar's eyes tend to be serious, change the random and lazy and gentle, an inexplicable and powerful gas field, just like the actual stagnant air, from his tall body one inch out.

He didn't talk, holding his left fist, it was a punch, and the air layer burst open.

Near the five students in front of Caesar, the cold hairs blasted, all the movements came to an abrupt end, and the body and mind were like no more moving into the ice bank. There was only one fist in the eyes... it seemed to be a giant fist full of the entire military fortress.

Charles and others who just walked down from the residential building felt the same thing. They stopped at the pace of brushing and looked at the direction of the battle without blood.

"This is a young master? Yes, it is only him." Assa muttered to himself, not dare to go one step further, as if the front is a dead zone.

"too exaggerated."

Rogan clenched the cigar tightly, shook the ashes, and his face was shocked: "Even with 50 meters, I can feel the huge threat from there, and my body began to tremble involuntarily. In World War II, I have never seen a mutant of this level."

If so, I am afraid that the national map of the current era will change dramatically.

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

Inside the base yard.

The bell '啪塔' fell on the grass, just in front of Caesar, but no one could reach for it. The five students fell to the side of Caesar, the body was still shaking, and the eyes were dull. Hey sky.

The thick black clouds that originally covered the night sky have been opened unobstructed, leaving a huge incomparable punch, and the white cold moonlight is gently swaying.

The world may indeed have a 'God', and that one God is now standing in front of them without harm to humans and animals.

In addition to this fearful thought, the five students’ hearts are deeply implanted in the bone marrow. I am afraid that I will never forget the scene tonight.

That is, a punch called invincible.

"Sorry." Caesar's serious eyes collapsed, and he became a slap in the face. He bent over and slammed the bell. He shook his head helplessly: "If you accidentally overheard, do you want to continue?"

carry on? How can I continue?

The five students were speechless, and tonight was the closest to success, but even the previous combat strategy failed.

"Don't be depressed, at most I don't want to fight back."

Caesar smiled and looked down at the left hand, and the smile suddenly froze. "Hey? How come there are only two, and one?"

The bell lying in his palm was only two, and one was missing.

"Ok?"

The five variants looked at each other, but none of them succeeded. It was also a fog.

"Are there other people involved in the fight besides you? Or it's a big deal."

After Caesar knew it, he turned and looked behind him, only to see the edge of the yard a few tens of meters away. Eric was standing there, keeping his hands in a deployed position.

‘Bone--’

A few drops of silvery metal liquid floated toward him, stopped on the palm of your hand, and as soon as the whole centered, it quickly reorganized into a bell.

"I got it."

Eric tried to hold the restored bell, and he looked at Caesar, and sincerely said, "Thank you."

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

Caesar shrugged and glanced at the five students lying on the ground, and in their gaze, they announced, "Okay, let's pass you. The training is over, you graduated."

Upon hearing the words of Caesar, the five students took a breather and followed the tired body lying softly on the ground.

Eric also had a hard-pressed smile, looking sideways, and the three of Charles, who were approaching here, "Since the training is over. Charles, we can set out to find a group of people."

"It's still their position, I found it yesterday." Charles took out a map from his pocket and said, "Let's have a good rest tonight, and it will start at noon tomorrow. It's time to make a full counterattack."

The next day, noon.

Charles, Eric, Mora, and five variants of the class took an ultra-modern fighter jet to the location of the Hellfire Club and others.

Caesar, Assaz, and the Rogan trio remained in the base house. They were either tired of fighting or not wanting to intervene in this mutant war.

"Less Lord, don't you have to look at the past?" Looking at the fighters into the clouds, Assao asked Caesar, who was lying on the lawn sun lounger.

"There is no need, we can teach all the teaching, and the rest of the battle is faced by themselves. With their current strength, I want to fight the people of the prison fire club, completely out of my mind."

Caesar looked very thorough. Although Charles did not exercise combat skills, but the spiritual invasion is a semi-invincible ability, as long as the opponent's ability is not spiritual, he basically did not have the power to fight back. Not to mention the nearby Wang Wang, who has awakened, and five outstanding mutants who can stand alone.

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

Asazzo seemed to understand and nodded.

Three days later.

In these three days, the outside world, due to the Hellfire Club, and the two non-natural forces of the variant squad, sparked an uproar, and the mutants made their debut on the world stage.

The Caesars were very peaceful and lived in the base residential building. From time to time, they went out to the nightclub to pick up girls and drink, and the days passed very moist.

Until the fourth morning three days later, the variant team finally returned to the base. There are eight people at the time of departure, but only five people are back.

Sean, Alex, and Hank three looked down, and there were traces of bruises on the body. They walked in the forefront, followed by Charles in a wheelchair, and Mora was pushing him to the yard. Walk in.

"Welcome back." Caesar walked out of the house, on the sides, Azazzo and Rogan.

Charles lost the response, "Yes. We are back, but some people can't come back."

After all, is it still parting?

Caesar secretly feels that Charles and Eric have different ideas. The two will eventually move toward a different path because of the future of the mutant. I am afraid that those who have not returned are not dead, just follow the Wanwang Wang.

"The war is over?" Rogan asked.

"It's over, the war is over, but there will be more wars in the future."

Charles looked up and looked at the pure sky and suddenly said: "I want to create a special private school, recruiting mutant children from the world, and cultivating them to find a future that belongs to the mutant."

Asazzo smiled and said: "There must be several outstanding teachers in your school."

"You, decided to stay?!" Charles looked up and looked at Caesar.

Caesar didn't look too far, and looked at the sky. "I didn't say it. However, if I can't get back home, I will stay at your school for the time being."

It must be a special fate, let him come to this time and space, and meet a group of weird people. Since I have not found a way to go back, it proves that this fate has not yet been cut off.

but--

One day, one day I will return to the world of Marvel.

(End of this chapter)