Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed since the earthquake.

That night, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure quietly slipped into the academy.

It was Mystique, Raven.

She arrived at Charles, weary from her journey, with devastating news that would shake the entire mutant world—Magneto's reclusive identity had been exposed, and his wife and daughters had been brutally shot to death with wooden arrows by ignorant human police officers.

Eric is now completely consumed by despair and madness, teetering on the brink of rampaging and destroying the world.

"Charles, I'm begging you! Only you can persuade him to come back now!" Raven's voice was filled with anxiety, and her eyes were red.

Professor X agreed to Mystique's request without any hesitation.

The group then reappeared in the main brain room, the atmosphere so heavy it seemed like water could drip from it.

When Charles puts on his helmet again and extends his mental powers across the globe in an attempt to find Magneto's whereabouts in the vast sea of ​​people.

He succeeded!

But just as he successfully locked onto Eric, something unexpected happened!

Because he saw that there were four figures standing next to Eric.

The person in the middle of the four figures was the same seemingly divine being he had sensed in Qin's nightmare a few days ago!

Realizing something was wrong, Professor X immediately tried to sever the connection.

But it was too late!

Before he could make a move, the strange man with blue-gray skin raised his eyes and gave him a ferocious smile across the distant void.

The next second, a vast will, a thousand times more terrifying than Qin's nightmare, carrying an overwhelming aura of destruction, descended through Charles's mental connection!

"I felt you... my child... such a powerful brethren!"

An ancient, hoarse voice, seemingly originating from the yellow sands and the decaying depths of the pyramids thousands of years ago, resounded directly in Charles's mind like a great bell!

It's an apocalypse!

This mutant progenitor, who has lived for thousands of years, actually managed to pinpoint Professor X's location through the global mind network he established!

"ah!!!"

The moment the professor's mind was invaded, he couldn't help but let out an extremely shrill scream.

His body began to convulse violently and uncontrollably in the wheelchair, his eyes rolled back, and bright red blood seeped from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and even his ears!

The equipment in the main control room, unable to withstand the terrifying power, began flashing blinding red lights and emitting sharp, piercing alarms.

"professor!"

Professor X's reaction at this moment terrified the rest of the people present:

"Quickly! Disconnect the connection! Unplug the power!"

Hank and Raven were completely panicked. They frantically tried to shut down the device, only to find in despair that all physical controls had failed, and the entire mainframe seemed to have been given an independent, evil life.

"let me!"

Shockwave Alex's eyes were bloodshot; he absolutely could not stand by and watch the professor be tortured to death.

In order for the professor, who bears the responsibility of bridging humans and mutants, to live, he was willing to sacrifice himself!

He roared, and his hands instantly lit up with blinding high-energy light, aiming at the core device of the mainframe.

Just as he was preparing to destroy everything in his path, completely annihilating it.

A slender, pale hand lightly chopped at Alex's neck.

Alex didn't even have time to utter a sound before his eyes rolled back and he passed out.

The energy in his hand, enough to shatter the entire building, instantly dissipated.

"Damn it! What are you doing?!"

Mystique, completely unaware of what was going on, was nearly driven mad with anger:

"Are you planning to kill us all?!"

Peter glanced at her with some displeasure upon hearing this:

"You little blue sprite, are you from Dunhuang?"

"What do you mean?" Mystique couldn't help but ask.

"So many murals!"

The next second, everyone felt a blur before their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Peter's figure traversed space and appeared directly behind Charles, who was convulsing violently.

He made no extra movements, simply placing one hand casually, even somewhat carelessly, on the back of Charles's head.

Buzz!

The power of the Horse Talisman acted on the professor.

Where the soft white light passed, the terrifying will that surged through Charles's mental world like a cataclysmic tsunami was like an invisible steel hand suddenly grabbing the neck of a rabid dog that was barking wildly.

Without even the slightest chance to resist, it vanished in an instant!

The apocalypse that tried to reach the real Professor X through the internet was kicked back by the noble horse!

The piercing alarm in the main control room stopped abruptly, and the flashing red light returned to a calm, pale blue.

Everything fell silent, as if the apocalyptic scene from before had been nothing but an illusion.

Hank, Raven, and Alex stared wide-eyed, their jaws practically dropping to the floor, as if they were looking at a monster.

Professor X seemed to have just woken from a nightmare. He abruptly stood up from his wheelchair, panting heavily, his face still showing extreme terror from surviving a near-death experience, his eyes unfocused.

"No...no...we must destroy the mainframe immediately! He knows our location! He's terrifying, he'll come! We're no match for him! We'll all die..."

Charles's voice was incoherent, clearly terrified by the ancient pressure of the Apocalypse, and he was plunged into deep self-doubt and despair.

"Snapped!"

Just then, an extremely crisp and loud slap echoed abruptly in the deathly silent main computer room.

Everyone looked up and saw that it was Peter who had casually handed Professor X a large bag.

Peter withdrew his right hand, looking at Charles who had been spun around twice by his slap, his tone carrying an undeniable domineering authority:

"Are you a little clear-headed now?"

Charles, clutching his burning, swollen cheek, stared blankly at Peter and nodded subconsciously.

Then, due to the change in visual height, I suddenly realized:

"Wait! Something's not right!"

He abruptly lowered his head, looking at his straightened legs and the spent cartridge that had paralyzed his legs, lying on the ground. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether his expression was one of crying or laughing.

"I...I actually..."

"Hmm~ Consider this a small reward for how well you've behaved before."

Peter touched his nose somewhat awkwardly as he spoke.

Actually, he hadn't intended to heal Professor X's legs directly... Well, to be precise, because he remembered the professor always being in a wheelchair in the movies, he had almost forgotten that the professor's paralysis could be healed by his horse charm.

"In short, now you can relax and just watch me do my job!"

As he spoke, Peter casually moved his body, and a series of crackling sounds like popping beans came from between his bones.

He squinted slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the thick layers of earth, looking towards distant Cairo, Egypt:

"If I can't take down this old relic who just crawled out of the ground within ten moves, I'll just call it a no-go!"