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The Supreme Mage looked at James Howlett's entranced look, and followed his gaze to the brass wind chime in the corner of the hall.

The sight of the two seemed to carry some kind of power. It was originally a windless side hall, but the copper bells suddenly trembled and tinkled.

"Since He is always in a state of fragments, the purpose of the 'Phoenix Force' is very simple. It is nothing more than the pursuit of completeness, but those infinite fragments are scattered in infinite multiverses. No wonder you say that He is full of destruction and violence Propensity"

Accompanied by Qingyue's ringtone, James did not directly respond to Master Gu Yi's words. Instead, he spoke slowly about his speculation on the ultimate purpose of 'Phoenix'.

He put down the tea cup, stared at Gu Yi with solid eyes, and said solemnly:

"Master, I cannot accept the sealing of Jean Grey. Even if the target is any other member of the Howlett family, I will not choose to do this."

The ancient mage looked as usual and was not surprised by James' words.

She knew what kind of temper this man had, and she also understood that so-called moral principles or universal values ​​could not influence or constrain him at all.

James Howlett is highly regarded by some historians in modern times. They believe that what this gentleman did eliminated the possible tendency of racial war and self-extinction in the process of human evolution.

Although specious rumors have gradually emerged in academic circles and society in recent years, and the surname "Howlett" has been cast into some conspiracy theories, it still does not affect his status in the mainstream values ​​​​of the past half century. correct position.

This is also closely related to the fact that after the Apocalypse War, James stood on the throne, subdued the supernatural forces around the world, and established the iron law that the extraordinary world could not easily interfere with ordinary human society.

There is also the "Whip of Order" team assigned to two "moral models", Professor Charles and Steve, so that cases that rely on mutant abilities and supernatural powers to harm ordinary humans can be solved to the greatest extent possible.

But all the high-sounding and illustrious achievements, in the eyes of Master Gu Yi, an old friend, are just what James had to do in order to live a peaceful and comfortable life for himself and his family.

If James Howlett was not a mutant, but just a plutocratic giant with a lot of material wealth and power, then he would definitely find ways to exterminate these special groups that were beyond the control of ordinary force for the sake of his own status and safety.

He will completely switch sides and even redirect the world in another direction.

His mind was spinning in a circle, and the Supreme Mage finally sighed leisurely:

"What if 'Phoenix' brings destruction to your family? Even if Jean Gray is strong enough, her spiritual will may be able to resist the erosion of Phoenix's desire for a while, but this sharp blade will eventually cut you. hand."

James blinked and suddenly smiled freely, raising his right hand in a rogue manner, half-joking.

"Gu Yiyi forgot, my wounds will heal."

After a long silence, the two of them looked at each other calmly and continued to drink tea with their heads down. The only sound left in the four side halls was the sound of copper bells in the corners.

The words have been exhausted, but the tea has not been purified.

At this moment, in the library hall of Kama Taj Sanctuary, two little guys, Wanda and Pietro, had their butts exposed outside a large box, lying inside and rummaging around for something.

"That's it, here! It's the same as Brother Kurt's secret lock, but it seems a little broken."

Wanda held a brass-colored oval-shaped magic weapon in her hand, the size of an adult's palm, and said softly. She frowned and looked at the secret lock that looked like a spider curled up into a ball, but one of its "legs" was missing.

The little girl pinched a non-standard magic weapon shape with her right hand, drew a crimson circle of secret magic in mid-air, and slapped it on the magic weapon elegantly.

Red light splashed out and a solid locking component was formed out of thin air. Only the dark red color showed that it was spliced ​​and patched later.

"Wow! Wanda, from now on you can make whatever I want to play with, and can it be turned into something edible? Can it be turned into ice cream! Where's the chocolate?"

As soon as Pietro got his hands dirty, the secret lock was transferred from his sister Wanda's hand to his own. He opened his eyes wide and shouted happily, looking around for a target to try on.

The two of them were pouting and taking aim at an ancient stone statue of a mage standing in the corner of the library, when suddenly a series of low metal clicks came from the deepest part of the hall.

Wanda's eyes were dazzled. Her brother Pietro's silver hair was already swaying like the wind, and he ran back from nowhere.

"It's okay. Someone is looking for a book inside. Hey, it's the row of locked, thick books that you didn't let me touch just now."

Pietro indifferently continued to lower his head and fiddle with the secret lock in his hand, muttering in his mind whether the mage aunt would mind if he took this broken magic weapon home, and whether grandpa would be angry.

Just as he narrowed one eye and prepared to throw the secret lock at the dusty stone statue, little Pietro was pulled by the corner of his clothes by the pouting Wanda and walked towards the direction of the noise.

There is always a piece of the Supreme Mage's personal collection of books "hanging" in the deepest part of the sanctuary's library hall. The books are tied into a row by dark, rusty magic weapon chains, and hung in mid-air from the roof.

They were not hidden or put in a box. The spell cast by Gu Yi was enough to protect these precious and powerful spell books from being touched and read by others. Even Master Lao Wang, who was in charge of the library hall, was unable to unlock them.

But Casillas, the first disciple of the Supreme Mage and the first of this generation of Karma Taj Young Mystics, finally found the spell to unlock the secret technique.

Bang, bang.

A series of sounds of unlocking the locks came rhythmically from Casillas's whispers and changes in hand gestures. He took the ancient book in the middle with relief, and murmured with responsible eyes:

"The Book of Cagliostro. Will your secret be here, my old—"

"Brother Casillas!"

Wanda's clear voice suddenly sounded. Casillas was so excited that he almost dropped the large magic book in his hand. He looked down at the two little guys who tilted their heads to the side and looked at him, with a deep expression on their faces. down.

"Senior Brother Casillas, this is my brother Pietro. The teacher asked me to take him around the sanctuary."

"Hello, uncle!"

Pietro bared his white teeth obediently and smiled in an extremely polite manner. He received a set of tips from his brother Kurt on "How to Become the Most Liked Child", one of which was "Take the initiative to say hello to your elders."

There are also nonsense words such as "You will be more popular if you appear with Laura" and "When your parents make trouble for you, ask grandpa to make trouble for them." Anyway, Pietro always used this method to trick him into eating ice cream.

Casillas' corpse-like gray face was not affected by Pietro's cuteness at all. He nodded indifferently, silently holding the spell book and looking at them quietly, seemingly driving the two away silently. A little guy.

"Senior brother, what are you looking for? These books are locked by the teacher and are not allowed to be read casually."

Wanda asked innocently without blinking. Pietro beside her began to dislike this mage with his hair tied up and a grimace on his face. He had expected to receive some small gifts or something.

"I have been granted permission to read this book by the Supreme Master."

"Oh~~ Then, Wanda, can we watch it together? Senior brother, please wait while I ask the teacher, okay?"

Casillas, who had completely lost his patience, put one hand behind his back, his palm seemed to be holding something vaguely flickering, and he slowly squeezed out a word through his teeth with a stern look on his face.

"roll."

boom! Click click click.

As soon as Casillas raised his right hand hidden behind his back, a brass-colored object enlarged rapidly in front of his eyes, clasping his cheek like an octopus, and the lock buckle folded and stretched to quickly tighten his upper body.

Pietro huffed and crossed his little arms, but he couldn't help but secretly marvel at the effect of the secret magic weapon.

"Hmph! Where does this stinky mage come from? My father has never been so cruel."

Wanda glanced at the "Book of Cagliostro" that fell on the ground, smacking her lips, but she was worried that Pietro's approach was a bit excessive.

After all, she has been practicing in the sanctuary for less than a year. She actually doesn't know much about whether these books can be read or how dangerous they are. Even her "messy" behavior just now is more like the naughty and evil taste of a child. .

If Casillas hadn't had his mouth sealed at this moment, he would have cursed these two annoying children, but although his arms and shoulders were locked, his fingers could still move freely.

As one of the most outstanding magicians of Karma Taj, Casillas cast a ring in front of his palm just by tapping his fingers. The symbols on it rotated like a machine to open a code lock, clicking and clicking. He unlocked the lock of this relatively basic magic weapon.

Wanda was about to explain, but Casillas, who had broken free from the lock, raised his hand to pick up the magic book on the ground, propped up a giant arcane shield in front of him, then quickly pushed his palm and withdrew the hanging ring, which was next to him. A space portal was opened.

"Huh?"

The little girl's neck was stiff. She didn't know that she and Pietro were fighting each other this time. She looked at the huge [Seraphim Shield] as big as the wall rolling towards her. Her little face tensed up and she rubbed a blush with both hands. Colored light group.

Before Wanda could cast a spell to resist, she felt her neck tighten. The secret shield array in front of her ran behind her. Casillas, not far away, raised his left hand and looked blankly in front of him. He had just scratched the size of his head. The teleportation portal suddenly disappeared.

"Really, why do it so hard?"

Not only did Pietro lead Wanda to bypass the spell, he was also playing with a brass ring that was set between two fingers. The hanging ring was much larger in his hand and he wore it loosely.

"Little thing, you should let me go."

Without the hanging ring, Casillas calmly turned around, grabbed a handful in the void with both hands and then held it. Under the dim candlelight and torches in the library hall, the shapes of two transparent blades were reflected.

"Pietro, stay back and don't come near him again."

Somewhat nervously, she blocked her younger brother behind her, and Wanda picked up the magic formula with a bit of jerkiness, but she was very successful in forming two crimson round formation disks as big as her head with her hands.

Different from the bright yellow spells formed by the mystics by borrowing the power of "Vishan Emperor", Wanda's use of Kama Taj's spells is more like James's "Mystery of Flesh and Blood" system.

The energy she naturally emits, which is called "chaos magic" by the ancient mage, does not require the help of any external force. It just applies the "formula" of secret magic and can be re-exerted through her own magic power.

During Wanda's nearly one year of practice as a mage apprentice, she spent more time learning basic magic knowledge, understanding the history of the mysterious world and basic skills in using magic power.

This called [The Red Ring of Raggador] is the most commonly used hand-held magic shield among mystics, and it is also the only spell that Little Wanda has learned so far.

"What is this?"

Casillas watched Wanda use the basic buckler technique, but it condensed two red round solid objects in mid-air, instead of the various illusory weapons composed of arcane lines by the wizards.

He knew that this child was a mutant and the daughter of the "Magneto", but the real secret of Wanda's power was known only to the ancient Master Kama Taj, and he had never trained with other apprentices.

Wanda waved her finger at Casillas as if throwing stones. The two blades had sharp edges and flew away like round shields made of metal. Casillas used the "Invisible Blade" in his hand in a thrilling way. Block it and plunge deeply into the stone wall behind.

Not only can the magic buckler stay away from Wanda's surroundings, there is no sign that ordinary magic weapons will naturally dissipate after losing their magic support.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz.

Little Wanda kept clapping her hands to condense the shield, and then threw it towards the opponent without hesitation. Her movements became more and more skillful and her speed became faster and faster. For a time, the library hall was chopped into pieces, and rows of bookshelves were chopped off. Overturned, more and more magic bucklers were embedded in the walls and ceiling.

In less than a minute, Casillas was forced by a junior mage apprentice to use various secret techniques. While advancing forward, he used the magic shield and long knife in his hands to block and chop in all directions. of sparks.

Although he failed to capture Wanda quickly, he was not afraid of such a simple and direct attack.

Wanda Lensherr, who was facing the first battle in her life, and Casillas, who was looking for an opportunity to evacuate, seemed to have forgotten Pietro's existence.

The little guy squatted in the corner of the room and touched the crimson round shield embedded in the wall. The texture was like metal and it made a clanking sound. Pietro puffed up his cheeks and pulled out the round shield, looking at the sharp dark Red edge, heavy in hand.

"Hey hey hey!"

Swish.

Casillas, who had forced Wanda to the wall, suddenly felt his legs were cold. Before he could lower his head to check, he fell to the ground exhausted, and his legs lost all feeling at that moment.

But then, heart-rending screams resounded through the messy and dilapidated library, frightening the two little guys.

"Oh! Legs, my, my legs! My legs."

Casillas's legs, from his thighs to his ankles, were covered in bones and no flesh remained.