Charles removed the chanical helt, drenched in cold sweat, with his bangs sticking to his forehead. His hands, resting on the armrests of the wheelchair, were clenched tightly into fists, clearly reflecting his intense state of anxiety.
"Just now... even the Cerebro system beca a bit unstable, just like when you were tracing Caesar's consciousness before. The feedback signal exceeded the machine's limits."
Hank swallowed nervously, supporting Charles's back. He couldn't help but ask, "Professor Charles, what exactly did you see? Was it a person?"
Charles took a few deep breaths to calm his inner shock and then spoke carefully, "Yes. A powerful mutant I've never seen before. His presence is similar to Caesar's, but also very different. If Caesar's aura is like the sun— bright and warm— this person's aura was like a black hole: cold, dark, and seemingly intent on absorbing my consciousness completely."
"Who is it?" Azazel squinted, astonished that soone could be as powerful as Caesar.
"I couldn't see clearly," Charles shook his head, still shaken. "He wants to destroy the world. This intention was completely exposed, wrapped around his aura. I didn't dare probe too close. Just before I removed the helt, he seed to sense my gaze."
Hank sighed, "So we have a powerful mutant who wants to destroy the world, and the Sentinels are still an unresolved issue? This world is truly troubled."
"We don't have ti to complain."
Charles furrowed his brows, contemplating, "I saw that Erik is near a train station in New Jersey. There are several secret military bases around there and it's a key route for transporting important military equipnt. I suspect Erik plans to take action against the Sentinel weapons being researched by the U.S. military— either to destroy or control them..."
"That's exactly his style."
Hank said regretfully, "Unfortunately, Raven is still unconscious. We need soone to stay behind to protect her. Professor Charles, it would be best if you stayed, but with just Azazel and , we can't stop Erik."
Charles nodded decisively, "So, we need to find allies— plenty of allies!"
That night.
Near the New Jersey train station, on a circular mountain track, a train carrying military equipnt whistled loudly as it sped along the tracks.
Erik, who had been waiting, suddenly appeared from the side of the mountain, leaping down and landing firmly on top of the train.
"Whoosh!"
Erik balanced himself and stood up, looking down at the closed train compartnts below. He extended his arms, slowly pulling them apart with his powers.
*Crack, Crack, Crack—*
The steel armored train compartnts groaned as screws flew off and steel bars twisted and broke. A large section of the train's roof was ripped off.
Erik's veins bulged as he used his magnetic powers to throw the roof aside, sending it into the cliff outside the tracks. Without the roof, the items inside the compartnts were fully visible.
Inside were silver robots, each about two ters tall. Although chanical, they emitted an aura that was suffocating to mutants. They were neatly arranged in rows within the compartnts.
"So, these are Sentinels."
Erik's eyes sparkled with interest. If he could control the Sentinel army, defeating the superpowers and establishing a world for mutants wouldn't be a problem.
As Erik prepared to move the Sentinels, a burst of crimson flas suddenly erupted behind him. He turned cautiously to see several people in X-n uniforms appear on top of the train.
"You are..."
Erik's pupils contracted slightly. The newcors were mostly familiar faces: Hank, now a blue-furred beast; Logan, with his hair standing on end; and Azazel, who had transported them here.
The fourth was a tall young man in a battle suit with an open chest emblem. He was the strongest student from the first generation of the Xavier Academy — Alex Sumrs, also known as Havok.
"Erik, stop what you're doing!"
Logan stepped forward. He was the future Logan, now comfortably inhabiting his original body from this tiline.
"Oh? You're definitely different from before."
Erik seed to sense sothing. He casually raised his hand, and the Logan in front of him was imdiately thrown off, rolling several tis on the speeding train before finally using his sharp claws to anchor himself to the train's exterior.
The other three exchanged glances, realizing how short-lived Logan's cool mont was.
"Damn, I almost forgot!" Logan cursed as he rembered his body was infused with adamantium.
While it greatly enhanced his strength, this body was much easier for Erik to handle compared to the cat he once was.
"Let see. What exactly did Caesar teach you all?"
Erik flipped his hands, sending a large tal plate hurtling toward the group.
"I'll take care of this!"
Alex stepped forward, blocking the group. He puffed out his chest as a red energy beam shot from within, instantly piercing through and lting the incoming tal plate. The energy beam continued forward, forcing Erik to dodge to the side.
"Now!"
Hank, holding Azazel's hand, nodded at him. Following the cue, Azazel used his powers to disappear with Hank from behind Alex.
In the next mont, crimson flas erupted beside Erik. Hank erged, grabbing Erik by the neck with his strong hands and pinning him down against the top of the train.
"Damn it!"
Erik struggled to lift his hand, attempting to control the Sentinels, but Alex stepped in front of him, his energy-emitting chest facing Erik. "Stop, don't force !"
Logan stood up again, taking a step forward and saying firmly, "Erik, you can't win. You're alone, but we are a team."
"Are you just going to let them create Sentinels? Sentinels are the weapons that will destroy us in the future!" Erik's eyes were bloodshot as he clenched his fists and pounded on the train's roof.
Realizing the futility of his struggle, he faced four experienced mutants. No matter how strong he was, there was a limit.
Logan shook his head. "We certainly won't ignore the future. But responding to violence with violence will never solve the real problem."
Erik's face remained cold and silent.
Hank suggested, "Let's take him back to the Professor. I'll handle the aftermath."
"Alright," Azazel nodded, placing his hand on Erik. Just as they were about to teleport away, a burst of purple flas erupted on the train's roof, and several mysterious figures stepped out.
"We've found him."
The leading mysterious figure gazed at the subdued Erik and calmly said, "The Fourth Horseman! My child."
(End of Chapter)
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