Marvel Reverses Wolverine

Jean Gray blinked her big deer-like eyes a few times, looking at the helpless and doting eyes of her teacher, Mrs. Emma Howlett, for some reason, her heart twisted strangely.

"We are living beings with emotions. No one can absolutely abandon a certain emotion. Even if we forcibly block and suppress it by means of powerful spiritual power, we will only save the 'bomb' for a more dangerous moment in the future."

The white queen's slender and white fingertips gently combed the few strands of hair hanging from the girl's forehead, and continued to speak in a persuasive manner.

".That voice represents a part of your own, extraordinarily strong emotional spirit. Before you can fully grasp all the power, it will always pop up from time to time. Fortunately, if you choose to use the spirit when you were young If you can’t bury this emotion with your own power, it will definitely become a huge disaster today.”

"But now you are strong enough, and the combing of strength has been very stable over the years. It is only a matter of time before we continue to maintain this balance and rhythm, and completely eliminate the repressed emotional personality."

In the quiet underground training room, the ice-blue energy stripes that appear and disappear from time to time shine with a little bit of light.

Qin lowered her eyebrows and eyes, and the uncomfortable feeling in her chest was like a heart that had been broken open and crushed into several petals.

The girl knew that even if she let her mind go, teacher Emma's mind probe would not pry into her memory or the deepest thoughts in her heart.

But the more this was the case, the repressed guilt and even shame became more and more intense.

"Retreat more in the snowfields of Greenland. In the cold and lonely environment, try to figure out the meditation content of the second level of evolution, and then continue to strengthen your blood and emotional control."

Emma held Qin's hand and said as she walked out of the training hall, Qin Gray let out a long and silent breath, her complex and tangled look gradually faded away, her brows and eyes became more determined, as if she had made a certain decision .

As soon as the teacher and the student came to the door, the heavy metal door of the training room opened slowly. A little girl who looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old was standing in front of the door with her mouth puckered, and was about to come in.

The girl is of medium height but her legs are extraordinarily slender. She has long blond hair and her forehead is combed into bangs. Her facial features are seven or eight points like Emma's when she was young.

"Husband, ma'am! Sister Grey."

Qin Zhanyan smiled and pinched the little girl's earlobe, while the White Queen looked at the half armor and the combat training samurai uniform she was wearing, as if seeing her own daughter Laura when she was a child.

"Liana, huh? If I remember correctly, it should be time for your class to have a literary appreciation class."

Emma raised her golden eyebrows, staring at Liana Rasputin's cheeks flushed.

Hastily giving Qin a look for help, Liana blinked her eyes, and puffed out her small breasts that were not of any size in a serious manner.

"Principal's Madam! Now is the moment when the fate of mankind and the earth is in the unknown. I have the responsibility to contribute to the possible war! How can I waste my time reading poetry——ouch."

After being flicked on the head by the White Queen, Liana moaned in pain and lowered her head and rubbed her head, her eyes full of grievance.

"Hmm, is it that brat from Wolfsbane, or Cannon is instigating the gossip among you little ones again, oh, they all participated in it, remember to inform them when they go back, and they are going to be locked up after evening classes!"

Liana shook her head in a panic. Just as she was about to build a psychic barrier in her brain, she realized it was too late. She stomped her feet coquettishly, puffed up her cheeks and swung her right hand away, and condensed a mottled thin handle out of thin air. long sword.

As if to prove herself, Liana Rasputin danced a sword flower between her wrists, and scattered Dominic blue psionic brilliance in the air, and hurriedly explained:

"Teacher~~ You can't blame them! I now have the strength to join the legion. No one in the academy's actual combat class can beat me, so let me try!"

Qin looked at Liana, who had been brought up in the college by her brother Ganglushi and teacher Emma since she was a child, and felt inexplicably relieved.

Thinking about myself when she was her age, Laura, Kurt and a few little friends helped wash diapers and breastfeed on the pole. Now watching the little girl grow up, it is quite like looking at my own child.

"Nana, it is impossible for the Sirius Legion to recruit a child who is still studying in the academy. Mr. Howlett also said that the war we are going to fight is to prevent children from being threatened like this again in the future. Besides—”

Qin scratched Liliana's chubby cheek with the back of her fingers, and continued softly:

"Besides, how can your brother want you to go to the battlefield at such a young age? If you go to the army camp, Peter will be the first to spank your ass!"

The little girl pursed her mouth aggrievedly, and swiped her sword to slash blue light on the alloy wall of the training ground, still whimpering:

"However, I don't want my brother to work so hard to accumulate meritorious deeds by himself. He is not the body of Zhenjin, or the body of Edman. What if he is really injured?"

"Why do you have to work so hard to earn merit? Whether it's life or personal strength growth, I don't think Peter and you will have this pressure."

Qin held Liana in her arms. The strange thing is that the teacher Emma and the little girl didn't continue talking. The three of them walked slowly towards the ground until they reached the door of the classroom. Rasputin sent it back.

The teacher in charge of the class was a middle-aged man with short black hair, a short stature and a kind face.

He seemed to have been used to Liana's behavior for a long time, he just waved his hands and smiled, without reprimanding or criticizing, he suddenly opened his arms and raised his head, continuing to chant emotionally:

"Oh! Captain, my Captain"

On the vast roof of the college building, Qin was not in a hurry to enter the supersonic shuttle that landed on it, and asked the White Queen thoughtfully:

"Teacher, Liana, is it for..."

The White Queen sighed lightly and nodded.

"Yes, she and Peter thought...maybe they can try to bring their mother out of the wolf tower with their feats on the battlefield."

After Emma finished speaking, she stopped talking, and there were some things that even she couldn't tell her husband.

Watching Qin take the shuttle back to the Wolf's Nest Base, the White Queen suddenly felt a little bored. Maybe it was the peaceful teaching time for so many years without much passion and unexpected life, which made her want to go back to fighting side by side with her husband day.

—————————

The asteroid belt between the orbits of Mars and Jupiter.

It was as if the reefs on the seashore had turned into fine sand, and thousands of meteorites, as small as houses and as big as hills, were broken into gravel and scattered in the starry sky.

There are also a large number of broken stones that seem to have been cut, and the pieces are quite regular.

James was dressed in black light armor, sitting cross-legged on the largest planet in the asteroid belt.

Astronomers on Earth named this dwarf planet, "Ceres."

The half-length black hair is like seaweed swaying in the water. Although James sat with his eyes closed, the two pairs of substantial energy arms that grew out of his back slowly changed his handprints, and the huge blood-red array A disk floated behind him, mysteriously spinning continuously.

puff!

An orange-yellow flame that violated the common sense of physics sprang from the eyes, and a blood-red and orange-yellow twisting tornado rose from the sky above Ceres.

A little spark can start a prairie fire!

The countless broken meteorite sandstones on the asteroid belt were wrapped into a huge vortex. Even on the interstellar warship hundreds of kilometers away from here, this vision can be clearly seen.

When James jumped into the vacuum, the young mutant air crew with a pair of pale green vertical pupils became absent-minded.

However, there are still many staff who paddle like him. They always find a chance to hang by the hanging window, watching the distant asteroid belt exploding clusters of "fireworks" from time to time.

"Ahem! Third-rank crew member Ryan, what are you doing!"

"Yes, I'm sorry Chang-che, let's go, don't delay me, I'm enjoying watching it!"

The young mutant guy turned around and saw that he was joking with an acquaintance, turned his head back in disdain, and continued to look at the rising flame and vortex.

"Hey, I said Ryan, is it possible for all of you mutants, at least in theory, to eventually evolve into that adult?"

Another young man with freckles who was also in charge of the daily chores of the battleship curiously pushed his companion with his shoulder and asked the vertical-eyed mutant Ryan about it.

The latter rolled his "green eyes" big, and sighed desolately after a while.

"How is it possible? Although the practice of evolution has reached a certain level, there are chances of two or even three mutations, but very few can do it. A level three like me is already at the level of an outstanding graduate of the academy. Otherwise, I would choose Not going to join the Aerospace Forces, and"

The green vertical pupils with double eyelids at the same time up and down, left and right looked like the eyes of a crocodile, blinked twice strangely and continued:

".And I'm just a delta, a little stronger than the lowest level of Epsilon. It's never possible to be like Mr. Howlett. At least I have to be an alpha with three mutations. Well, in this life If I can mutate a second time and discover some potential abilities, I will be content."

While he was speaking, a violent brilliance suddenly appeared like a solar flare, even turning red on the huge starship hull.

The crew all rushed to the hanging window, watching the distant Ceres, which was originally quite huge to the naked eye, gradually fragmented, and then completely collapsed into countless rubble.

The fair face of the freckled boy was also very brightly illuminated. He stared in the direction of the light in a daze, as if all his longing had been replaced, he gently pursed his lips.

"At least, you belong to that world."

As the hellfire faded away, the demonized black armor with barbed spikes erected slowly returned to its original appearance, and the flame storm mixed with two forces gradually disappeared, and finally gathered back into James' body.

The head of the Flame Skull returned to its original heroic appearance with the proliferating flesh and blood. James was floating in the vacuum, and he couldn't help being a little embarrassed and annoyed when he saw that he accidentally destroyed the place where he was standing.

"It still doesn't work, it's too unstable, why is the power of Hellfire so exclusive."

Silently thinking about the problems during the past two years of practice, James even wondered for a while whether it was the right choice to combine hellfire with his own life energy, and also bless the secret art of flesh and blood.

When he was young, he had always had the goal of practicing and striving, even though this body, which was born with vast vitality, needed more exploration and attempts on the path of practicing boxing and martial arts.

But along the way, constantly exploring the potential, improving the essence of life, and finally breaking all the secrets of "self" "seeing God is not bad", coupled with more mysterious and complex flesh and blood secrets, James has exhausted what he can dig strength.

"Wolverine" plus "Saber-toothed Tiger", and the external force ten times that of Styx's serum finally reached the so-called "God" realm. After that, there seemed to be no way out.

James is a martial artist. He firmly believes that the power that can be firmly in his hands is worth pursuing. He simply dismisses the way of borrowing great power from mysterious fields such as the Supreme Mage.

And the source of "Ghost Rider" accidentally obtained through Mephisto, the power of Hellfire, did not really improve James' upper limit in essence, but it was more like a unique power system, endowing him with energy that was closer to magic .

But in the state of incarnation of the "Skeleton King", James' original flesh and blood secret technique, even the most basic protective barrier, cannot be used, let alone the boosted power of the "Six-armed Wolf King" at the same time.

"The road ahead, the road ahead, I really want to see what a powerful Odin looks like."

There are a few names that have always been on his mind, and James thinks that there are very few people who may be stronger than him.

The lines branded between the flesh and blood of the legs formed a torrent like a flame thruster under the feet, and quickly flew back to the battleship.

As the curvature engine was turned on again, the vast star belt finally returned to calm.

But this corner of the small solar system soon ushered in a new uninvited guest.

"Under Carter's crown, the state of the 'Children of the Universe' is gradually stabilizing. It seems that its target is really the tiny star C-53 in this remote galaxy. Before, a message was sent to C-53, and a group of people belonging to the Talos tribe responded there."

It seems to be carved out of a giant metal ore that grew naturally.

Around the trunk of the long shuttle-like brass-colored spaceship, branches spread out asymmetrical and coordinated creations, and there are two star ring-like engine propulsion devices ringed on it.

If the technological aesthetics of the Cree are extremely regulated and solemn, this giant interstellar spaceship, which is almost the size of dozens of aircraft carriers, is like the most willful and disorderly accident.

The dim cabin hall is like a hollow at the root of a giant tree, and the glistening glow on the walls and floors does not seem artificial.

A Skrull, who was much taller than all the figures in blue-purple armor, was standing in the front with his upper body bare, with a string of dark bronze accessories hanging around his neck.

Silently staring at the front of the spaceship, the body of the light source is constantly twisting and rising like a living thing.