Marvel World New Magneto

Leaving the previous era, Eric struggled in the space-time gap.

Here is the interweaving of infinite light and shadow, sometimes it is a piece of rotating nebula, sometimes it is a dead silent darkness, and some pictures often jump out of the void. It is a scene that has attracted the attention of the world in a certain period, and they are engraved in the hearts of all people. , became one of the epitome of that era.

In this vast sea of ​​time, the only thing that can guide Eric is the hidden power in the era when he came. The building that was originally used as an amplification tool has now become a lighthouse, providing a place for him to wander in the void. marked bearing.

At this time, there is no other tool that can help him move forward faster, only the new power after the fusion of will and magnetic field can be used in this light and shadow.

The mind expands, and the power surges and spreads in all directions. If it is in the real world, Eric can destroy a [-]-ton giant ship, but it can only make him advance a short space in the long river. The relationship between strength and depth, more importantly, is the mastery of the laws of space and time, just like when a strongman stands in the boxing ring, he can punch his opponent flying, but the same strength in the water will only make him turn around in circles , This is due to the fact that in different environments, only moderate use of strength can go further, rather than pure competition consumption.

Although he is so cautious, it is still extremely difficult to move forward. The first time travel is more complicated than he imagined, and it is a field that he has never touched before.Endless turmoil is the main theme here, their impact on the body is secondary, and the squeeze on the soul is the most headache.

Sometimes, when Eric accidentally uses force, he will feel that his memory has disappeared. It seems that he has touched some vortex and trapped himself in it.Thankfully, it's mostly insignificant details that disappear.The truly precious memories still exist in his mind, and there is no sign of missing them.This is because he is not a native of this world. Some people saw his arrival, but no one knew his past.

His past only stayed in the world of the main god, the era when he came.Not close yet.

All he has to do now is learn to swim in this river of time.Although he was once a bird soaring in the sky, now he might as well experience what it's like to be a fish.

Only in this way can he return to his own era smoothly.

As the discontinuous long river drifted, Eric could gradually feel the fluctuations under the appearance of light and shadow through the exploration of his mind. They are obscure and unusual, but they are not elusive, but function at a special frequency.Seems fragile.It seemed as if they could be twisted to pieces with a light grip.But in fact, they are extremely persistent. The invisible fluctuations work stubbornly according to the established frequency. You can push them away, but the existing trend will still push them back to the same track.

Observing, feeling, touching, thinking... These are the only pleasures he enjoys while drifting. Anyway, there is no passage of time here, and it itself represents the collection of time, so the lonely time traveler has nothing but loneliness. anxious.As long as you can successfully reach the other shore, all your efforts will be rewarded.

Thoughts waved.Touching the light everywhere, the coordinates seem far and near, and sometimes even deviate, but with its positioning, Eric can be sure that the efforts are not in vain.

In this wandering, he suddenly encountered some abnormal existences, and a strange feeling spread along his mind and reacted on himself.

Eric felt his soul shake, and he seemed to have touched an invisible barrier indistinctly.

This is the first time he has touched an existence that is not affected by the tide of time. It is like a person floating in a river who suddenly catches a standing reef and finally jumps out of the water to have a look at the surrounding scenery.

His mind was projected slowly, this time he finally saw a little more clearly, in front of him was not a solidified existence, but a deep crack, behind the crack, there was an indescribable darkness and depth, it was like a line entrenched in the In the universe, the giant snake that devours galaxies and destroys the world, just looking at it, will make people tremble uncontrollably from the depths of their souls, but at the same time, there is an indescribable attraction, as if floating in a far-reaching alien world There is a beautiful singing voice that seems to be absent.

At this moment, Eric forgot that the lighthouse on the other side sent a message, and that its power was about to dry up. He just squinted his eyes and looked at the other end of the crack with his mind. Behind the vast and boundless depths, an extremely familiar The feeling entered his mind, and now he finally knew how far the Lord God was from this new world.

A hard-to-find thread passes through the gap, and penetrates into the long river of time and space from the other end. What it connects is the soul of the time traveler.Through this silk thread, the power of the main god penetrates slowly and firmly into the new world, and Eric is its switch.

Discovering this, Eric seemed to realize something.

The wonderful singing voice became clearer and clearer with illusory fluctuations, and the darkness behind it was endless. Just when the light of the lighthouse on the other side flickered and was about to go out, Eric finally woke up. He decisively chose the light and shadow closest to him blend in.

When I opened my eyes again, another era had arrived.

In Washington, D.C., the CIA's secret research and development base, a dark blue car stopped far in front of the building, and several people walked out of it.

The leader was an obese man wearing black-rimmed glasses. He pointed to the front of the young man next to him and introduced him proudly.

"Welcome to my base," he said. "My duty is to study superpowers for defense or offense. Our enemy Shaw, whatever he used to do, is now working with the Soviets. I need your help to stop them."

"Great, so are we now the mutant department of the CIA?" the young man next to him asked excitedly.

"Almost." The fat man paused and replied.

Under his leadership, the group of young mutants went all the way into the base, saw the most advanced supersonic aircraft, and accidentally smashed through Hank, a genius researcher who was also a mutant but was unknown, and then With his help, create an instrument for strengthening brain waves to enhance telepathy.

The user is none other than the young Charles Xavier.

"It can help us find more mutants." The fat man looked out the window, and not far away was a spherical building on a flat green field.

"I thought you found them all." Charles said a wisecrack, and when he turned his head, he saw his companion in black sweater coming over.

"Eric?" He happily called out the name of the new companion he met not long ago. "You decided to stay?"

The young man with the same name as the new Magneto nodded slightly, his appearance looked very similar to the time traveler.But there is more tyranny and persistence hidden in the eyes.

"If there is a new species, it should be discovered by his own kind." This Eric looked at Charles, and then at the person in charge of this place. "Charles and we came to find mutants, not you."

"This is my base, Mr. Lancer." The fat person in charge was very unhappy. "And it's Charles' decision. Charles doesn't mind the CIA being involved. Doesn't he?"

Charles Xavier looked deeply, and read his mood from Lancer's blue eyes, so he gave up his original opinion.

"Sorry, I agree with Eric, it's up to us to find them."

He looked at his companion, who smiled slightly, and a rare tacit understanding arose in their hearts at the same time.

Maybe from this time on. Professor X and Magneto forged a friendship for decades to come.

at this time.The time traveler didn't know that a group of people near him were planning to search for mutants and gather them together. He walked aimlessly on the streets of Washington, gradually approaching the National Mall.

At this time, there were no pedestrians nearby, only towering monuments, and the Capitol Building on the far side, only there was a little more lively.

In the long river of time, the energy of the coordinates is exhausted and falls into a dormant state.Eric had to temporarily blend into this era to avoid getting lost, but came to this era.He realized that he had lost his goal.

This was [-], the year when the professor and Magneto first met, and it was also the year when they parted ways. Mutants made their debut during the Cuban Missile Crisis, and immediately became the common target of the two major powers. In the beginning, it determined the suffering of mutants in future generations. Previously, it was only unconsciously persecuted by the people or small-scale research. After this incident, the country and companies suddenly discovered the threat and value of these gifted superpowers. It wasn't until the era when Eric came that he turned the situation around by himself.

The situation has been decided, Eric is not going to change in this era, for whatever reason, this is not his era.

He will leave after all.

Taking a slow walk, he came to the Smithsonian Museum, where there happened to be an exhibition hall about the deeds of Captain America.

The Stars and Stripes fluttered, and the familiar man with the shield appeared in front of him again, but this time in the frame.

As a personal experience of that time, Eric has a different feeling.

"The story of Captain America is a story of honor, bravery and sacrifice."

"Steve Rogers was selected for a unique program that made him the world's first super soldier..."

Walking in the exhibition hall, scenes of the past flowed before the eyes, and familiar characters kept appearing.

Steve, Bucky, members of the Roaring Commando... came back to him one by one, and Eric admired their appearance, as if he had returned to the previous era.

Until the person he cares about the most shows up.

"That winter, the blizzard trapped half of us inside the German lines..."

This is a video from [-]. Carter on the screen has begun to change into another look, only the bright eyes remain the same. Eric sits quietly on the bench in the miniature projection hall, looking at his own As the woman told the history, her mood became more and more in a trance.

Now he finally realized the loneliness of a time traveler. Sometimes he wished that Carter was from the world of the main gods and could be taken away by him, but this was impossible. In the long river of time in this new world, she was the only existence.

Eric stared at the screen absentmindedly until the two newcomers behind him broke his mind.

"I didn't expect to find a compatriot so quickly." One of them chuckled. "Hi, I'm Charles Xavier, from the mutant department of the CIA, and this is my colleague."

"Eric," another whispered from behind. "Eric Lancer."

Eric withdrew his gaze, turned around casually, and the two of them froze. (to be continued~^~)