When Hawk received a call from his daughter Jean, he was still under the sycamore tree in the backyard on Palm Street, ditating like Shakyamuni.
But it was just for show.
After all—
His path was very clear; he only waited to die, thoroughly perfect his Sixth Sense, and then he could pursue the Eighth Sense, which symbolizes life.
At this mont, Hawk was ditating cross-legged while contemplating where it would be best to have a battlefield with the mbers of the Celestial God Team.
He personally preferred Washington.
If you don’t seek death, you won’t die.
Since the Federation here insisted on seeking death, he didn’t mind helping them out.
Just as Hawk was thinking this, Wanda, in her loungewear, ca out from the living room holding a phone.
Hawk, under the sycamore tree, felt a stir in his heart and opened his eyes to look at Wanda walking out from the living room.
They locked eyes.
Wanda smiled faintly.
"Your daughter called."
"Let guess..."
Hawk said while getting up from under the sycamore tree, "Professor X has morally blackmailed our daughter."
Wanda was a bit curious: "You’re not soone with a strong sense of morality, so why is your daughter so kind?"
Hawk shrugged: "You should ask yourself. Didn’t you say I should try to be a kind person? Our daughter is so kind, you should be very satisfied."
Wanda shook her head: "To be honest, I still hope our daughter is more like you. At the very least, that way she’ll never suffer losses."
Still the sa phrase.
No one likes to be a saint, but everyone likes saints.
For the children’s sake, plan ahead.
Compared to letting their daughter beco a kind person, Wanda preferred her daughter to beco soone who wouldn’t suffer losses.
Not necessarily a bad person.
At the very least, she could ensure that when soone tries to morally blackmail her, she can refuse without any burden and tell that person to get lost.
"Don’t worry, she’ll grow."
Hawk dismissed Wanda’s worry with a smile: "Besides, with you and , how much can she really lose? At worst, we’ll keep her with us forever so we don’t need to worry."
Hearing this, Wanda just rolled her eyes at Hawk.
"You an she won’t even be able to date a boyfriend."
"To be my son-in-law, sure!"
Hawk smiled brightly: "Just win against . Otherwise, why should he guarantee he can protect our daughter?"
When he said this, his expression was exceptionally serious.
Because he ant it.
He wasn’t against his daughter dating or finding him a son-in-law, but if she wanted him to accept this son-in-law, then this man must prove he has the ability to protect her after he marries her off.
Wanda was a bit speechless at Hawk’s remark and shook her head.
"I hope you stick to this principle, but I bet when our daughter pleads with you, you’ll probably go soft."
"I won’t."
"Keep being stubborn!"
Wanda smiled slightly and then changed the subject, waving the phone in her hand at Hawk: "So, your daughter is asking for help; what do you say?"
Hawk raised an eyebrow.
"Let’s go, isn’t this the day we were waiting for?"
"Alright."
Upon hearing this, Wanda tossed the phone to Hawk, then turned around to head indoors: "Go call your daughter back. anwhile, I’ll tidy up the house a bit."
After all, this wasn’t their native universe. Soday they’d have to return, but so features here were distinct from those in their original universe.
Over the past period, Wanda had gradually been purchasing so gifts to take back, which were stored in a storeroom.
After Hawk took the phone, he watched Wanda head back inside to tidy up, then dialed his daughter back.
The call connected quickly.
His daughter Jean’s voice ca from the other end.
Jean first asked about Hawk’s health over the call, and after Hawk reassured her repeatedly that he was fine, she revealed the reason she called for help.
"An alien artifact has my aura?"
"Yes."
Sitting opposite Professor X, his daughter Jean answered: "But it seems to be a residual aura. Dad, do you know what this thing is?"
Then Jean briefly described the appearance characteristics of the five-ter-high Sentinel Robot over the call.
Hawk frowned and honestly replied: "I don’t know, but if you say it has my residual aura, then I must have co into contact with it sowhere."
His daughter Jean spoke with curiosity.
"Could it be that you ca into contact with it when you and Mom crossed over?"
"It’s possible."
Hawk gave this answer, then directly said sothing that might not be what his daughter Jean wanted to hear, and maybe not what Professor X wanted to hear, but certainly what Washington was most eager to hear. He glanced at Wanda, who had already packed her things, and then directly spoke to his daughter Jean on the phone, "However, I need to see this thing with my own eyes to confirm it. Where are you now?"
His daughter Jean opened her mouth.
"We are now..."
"Found it."
"What?"
"Mom and I have arrived."
"..."
Before Jean could react, even Professor X, who was beside her, widened his eyes. He watched as crimson energy suddenly seeped and condensed from the air in the room, looking just like a magic teleportation gate from Kamar-Taj, but infused with a crimson aura, from which Hawk and Wanda, handso and beautiful, respectively, erged.
As is well known.
Wanda has never been to Kamar-Taj.
But Gwen has been there, and when Gwen went to Kamar-Taj, Hawk was contemplating his own ti in the Ti Vault, and Gwen was invited by The Ancient One, the Supre Mage at the ti, to browse the various magic books in the library.
Now, Wanda, after entering Hawk’s flow of ti, has, in so sense, completed the loop of her own ti.
Therefore——
It is quite normal and not surprising at all for Wanda to use the Crimson Chaos Power to cast magic from Kamar-Taj.
Moreover, let alone Kamar-Taj’s magic; even the dark magic from the Dark Bible, Wanda knows how to do it.
Hawk put down the phone, glanced at Professor X sitting in the wheelchair, and then his sowhat pale gaze fell on his daughter still holding the phone, and he smiled slightly, "Where is that thing?"
His daughter Jean was first stunned, and then a look of surprise instantly appeared in her eyes, almost overflowing.
Jean called out "Daddy," walked over, and hugged Hawk.
At first, she thought that before she left, she and Professor X were at least still considered a family.
But reality proved that although she thought so, when her dad and mom arrived here, even though she wanted to consider herself family with Professor X here, in Professor X’s eyes, she was already an outsider.
And now, her real family has arrived.
Jean was naturally very excited.
Beside her, Professor X could also feel Jean’s inner emotions at this mont. He wanted to say sothing, but after Hawk arrived and faced Hawk’s sharp eyes as deep as the Cosmos, he couldn’t say anything.
But there was one thing he was sure of.
Right now, Hawk was indeed very weak, and his power seed to be fluctuating at a certain point, but even so, the pressure Hawk brought to him was always substantial.
This wasn’t pressure from energy, but pressure from the instinct Hawk had developed over the years to ignore any life form through his actions.
Professor X instinctively retracted his psychic energy to prevent a psychic ability from inadvertently shooting out and being mistaken by Wanda for doing sothing.
After all, Hawk is very weak right now, but Wanda brings him the sa strong feelings.
"Mr. Phoenix."
"Dr. Xavier."
After Hawk released his embrace with his daughter Jean, he glanced at his daughter hugging Wanda, and then listened to Professor X’s voice, looked again at Professor X in the wheelchair, expression indifferent, directly straightforward, "Where is the thing with my aura?"
Professor X stared at Hawk’s expression, "Is that thing Phoenix’s?"
Although Hawk had just denied it over the phone.
But...
Seeing is believing, hearing is false. As a mber of this world, Professor X felt he had the ability and duty to protect this world.
Upon hearing this, Hawk raised an eyebrow, then looked at Professor X, sowhat curious, with an expression of pondering, "So what if it is, so what if it isn’t?"
Professor X said in a deep voice, "If it is, we can return it to its owner, but Mr. Phoenix must guarantee to leave our Earth imdiately. If it’s not, maybe Mr. Phoenix can provide us with so useful information."
Hawk and Professor X looked at each other, without speaking.
After a while.
Hawk, under Professor X’s gaze, snorted a laugh.
"Can I take it as a threat, Professor X?"
"No, just want a guarantee."
"It may not be a threat in your view, but to , it is a threat."
The smile on Hawk’s face disappeared, his expression indifferent, watching Professor X, "I never accept threats, but considering you took care of my daughter before we arrived, I will pardon you this ti, but rember, I never give the sa person a second chance for rcy."
After all, you’re called Charles Xavier, not phisto.
Only Old Mo is qualified to receive several rcies from .
As Hawk said this, he then took a deep look at Professor X, then ignored Professor X and directly turned to look at Wanda, who had also just released her embrace with his daughter.
"The location of that thing?"
"Right here."
Wanda uttered, then pointed forward with her right hand. The aura of Crimson Chaos spread in an instant between her fingers, and then she drew a teleportation gate leading directly to the research room where the Sentinel Robot is now located.
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