"During this time, we have planned the battle plan, and the main direction is to trap Apocalypse with the help of Qin and then use Charles' ability to kill it. But unexpectedly, Cost, Oloro and Poppy will be on standby. If things change, you will try to delay Apocalypse and fight for retreat time."

...

In the bright conference room, the bald professor sitting at the top spoke up and told about the planned actions, with a deep eyes and a serious expression.

As he started, two rows of X-Men sat down one after another. Charles was also here, and his casual clothes seemed a little out of place with the people around him.

"Is this too reckless? I mean, if the plan fails, then Qin..."

One big Chinese with thick hair hesitated, but before he could finish speaking, the other one who looked exactly like him snorted coldly: "If you think the piano can last longer, then we can huddle in this broken school when the apocalypse does not exist."

"I don't mean that, I mean..."

"You mean nothing worth it."

...

It is obvious that the two wolverines who appear because of the wonderful world are not friendly to each other's senses, but are hostile.

However, people around them were quite accustomed to this. Under Professor Charles' comfort, they finally put down the topic, glared at each other, and stopped talking about it.

"The most important thing at the moment is actually not the battle plan, but finding the apocalypse." The professor said: "Because we are connected to Qin's thinking, our plan cannot hide it from the apocalypse, so the simpler the better. Complexity means change. This point does not need to be mentioned. Chuang knows our purpose, so he used special means to hide his location. Even if Qin doesn't know where he is currently. During this period, I tried to find him with spiritual sense, but I still couldn't find it."

“So we need to act distracted?”

"Yes, find the apocalypse as soon as possible and then carry out the battle so that other accidents will occur."

Shire, who had listened quietly for a long time, suddenly spoke: "I think I can help with the location of the apocalypse."

Calm words attracted everyone's attention in the conference room. However, because the contact time was still short, no one spoke, but their eyes were more or less full of doubts and suspicion.

"I've hurt him, so I can find him."

Charles said a simple sentence, but did not explain it much, but directly reported a string of place names.

He seemed confident and did say clues. Therefore, although he was still a little skeptical, Old Charles chose to believe this, so he changed the topic and began to discuss specific precautions before and after the battle and pre-war preparations.

The meeting dispersed at noon that day. Charles nodded to Professor Charles and walked towards the residence arranged by the school. He still needs to finish things.

But before he could return to the bedroom, he was stopped.

"Can you really find the hiding place for Apocalypse?" Katie, who is more familiar with Charles, asked questions.

"Of course." Shire replied.

"How did you do it?" Phantom Cat wondered, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not doubting anything, I mean I can't even do this for the professor."

"You can do it, can't the professor?" Charles chuckled and then waved his hand to signal goodbye.

After he cut the apocalypse soul out of several pieces, it does not mean that the soul has nothing to do with the original body. In fact, Shire can completely use the Eye of Destiny to the broken soul and then condense the Destiny card.

But he had tried to cast a curse before, but all of them failed, so he couldn't use this to deal with the blue-skinned mutant.

Or, there is no way to use such a direct method.

Of course, even without such information convenience, he can find the enemy's position by using the power of fate, but there is no need to mention these.

Back to the bedroom, on the neat and white bed, there was a transparent round and narrow bottle and many messy metal carving knives placed on the bed sheets.

Charles pulled over the chair and sat up, then picked up the tool and continued to work.

Compared to the X-Men's simple plan, Shire did not put all his hopes on them. So since the alliance, he has been comprehending a very unique spell, or the method of creating a necromancer treasure - the Evil Spirit Bottle.

The principle of this spell is to use a large number of secret texts and special materials to create a bottle that can brew evil spirits.

After making it, put your soul and other things into it, and instill certain powers related to death. Then after a certain period of time, a strange evil spirit that obeys the command of the spellcaster will be brewed in the bottle.

If this alone is actually not a weapon to fight against Apocalypse, after all, a simple evil spirit is useless.

However, Shire had a sudden idea at the beginning, what would be born if he threw the three wisps of the apocalypse soul he had cut down before?

Is it enough to have a certain impact on the apocalypse itself?

You should know that these soul fragments are not completely separated from the original owner, but are due to this special connection...

In fact, with the help of dreams, Shire was already very familiar with it, but he was familiar, and it still took a lot of time and energy to make it in reality.

The main thing is to collect materials, and secondly, to use various carving knives to portray secret texts. It is easy to say that the materials are helped by the X-Men, but the most difficult thing is to portray secret texts.

Even if you are familiar with this process and ask him to portray hundreds or thousands of times, it is inevitable that one of them will be wrong and omitted. However, as long as there is a little error, even if the production of this evil spirit bottle fails, it needs to start from scratch.

So it is not difficult to imagine why Charles hasn't made this thing yet, because it's too much trouble.

But in fact, he is about to complete the production.

...

Just as Charles was busy in the X-Men world, an inconspicuous but destined event was quietly born in the mutant world that he first appeared.

"There are unknown bat beasts in the Granmo area of ​​our city attacking humans. The attack is characterized by two holes in the neck. Witnesses claim that this is a vampire. Experts suspect that this may be the work of a mutant whose X gene is close to the legendary monster like vampire. At present, the Sentinel Special Service is investigating the case with all its might. Please do not believe in the untrue remarks of the Internet..."

In the dimly lit room, local news was played on an old TV.

However, the people in the room did not focus on the news, but stared at a little black girl surrounded by her eyes.

Cordelia, wearing a black dress, was squatting in front of the little girl and said in a gentle tone: "It's okay, Mayn, you have to try bravely. It's not scary if you fail. We can start over."

"Yeah!" The black girl nodded vigorously, then took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and closed her hands in front of her chest.

The other witches around looked at the little girl tightly, looking expectant or confused, and even a little panicked.

The old light bulb emits dim light on the top of his head, covering the surroundings. Time passed quietly, and the girl stood there still.

Just as Madison, the most insecure among the witches, frowned and twisted his butt and felt a little impatient, the originally dim but stable light bulb suddenly flickered and made a stinging sound. Then, under everyone's surprise eyes, it exploded in front of him with a bang!

Without the light source, the room became dark, but a lot of cheers came from.

The mutant ability of a black little girl is to promote plant growth, but she is now using the motivation of a witch!
Chapter completed!