Marvel World New Magneto

In this pure strength confrontation, Eric's disadvantages were quite obvious.When the magnetic field is still in the external confrontation, the metal cells can share the pressure to the greatest extent, but when the opponent's strength is approaching the front of the body step by step, the metal characteristics are at risk of being used by the opponent.

The flickering flames were getting closer and closer to his eyes, leaving groups of stains that could not fade away on Eric's retina, and then they shook violently, and the external magnetic field finally touched the surface of his skin.

Eric trembled violently. The pain was even stronger than being divided by countless blades. He felt that his body was about to be twisted and torn, but in fact it remained in its original position, under tremendous pressure. Like an extremely heavy mountain peak approaching, he couldn't breathe, and every inch of blood vessel in his body was on the verge of bursting.

Although the pressure was unimaginable, Eric did not go crazy because of it. His eyes suddenly dimmed, some parts of his body underwent slight changes, and the influx of new power gave him a chance to breathe.

Resisting the urge to fight back, Eric activated the ring on the little finger, a soft light flashed, and the originally precarious magnetic field suddenly stabilized to resist the external force. backed out.

As the two sides stopped, the protection mechanism of the danger room also came to an end, the simulated environment disappeared, and the lights came back on.

Magneto smiled contentedly. He put on his gloves again, thinking that he had figured out the details of this junior through this confrontation.

"You're good at using external tools." He commented with a smile as he walked slowly around the room to move his body. "I'm curious about how you combined the metal with the cells. You don't have to answer, as long as I know it's good for me."

"I heard Charles say about your past. The endless battles gave you rich experience, but it also made you too focused on short-term interests. Rapid changes will blind your eyes. You think you have made great changes through speculation. In fact, those Changes are only given from the outside, not really your own. Once they are gone, you are back in the past.”

"Failure to recognize the source of your strength is your biggest mistake. Charles helped me realize this before. Now it is my turn to pass on this valuable experience to the next generation. When your strength is stronger, I will I want you to do me a favor." He came over and patted Eric on the shoulder, and said meaningfully.

"I look forward to that day."

The sound of footsteps faded away with its owner, and the danger room returned to silence.Eric raised his left hand, and the ring that shared the huge pressure on his behalf had been broken into countless small cracks, which made it unable to bear even the slightest change in muscles, and soon it melted into a ring under the gaze of the master. Awning debris.Falling to the ground in the twilight like a falling star.

Reminiscing about what happened just now.Eric smiled faintly, and then a slim figure pushed the door open and entered.

"It's a loss?" Mystique Ruiwen came to the side and looked at him with a half-smile. "Who made you so similar to him, he wanted to teach you a lesson a long time ago."

"Well, now he got his wish." Eric shrugged and patted the artificial intelligence. The poor artificial life had just exhausted its strength, and now it was touched by him, and most of the recorded battle data was immediately lost.

Despite Eric's underdog attitude.But Raven was not deceived by his disguise.

"You're a bad guy. I don't believe you'll give up so quickly. What's going on in your mind?" She said coquettishly.

Ever since she was rescued once at the carnival.Eric's feelings for Ruiwen became complicated, like a sister and a lover. This deep feeling made him unwilling to hide it from Ruiwen. He planned to reveal something to make this woman feel at ease. But a slender finger pressed gently on his lips.

"You don't have to tell me." Ruiwen smiled with satisfaction, all she wanted was an attitude, and Eric had already satisfied her. "Although I'm curious, I don't want to know. We've had a lot of controversy about you recently. Keep your secret safe, maybe it will be useful in the future."

Her figure quickly receded, and now she was no longer disturbed.

Eric closed his eyes and greeted the external magnetic force that still remained in his body. Although the metal cells would be affected by a stronger magnetic force controller, but its characteristics made it retain a part of the external force invisibly. Magneto thought his The power dissipated a little during the confrontation, but in fact this uninhabited magnetic force remained. When Eric's will moved with his own ability, the rebellious magnetic force quickly became docile, and the same source of power into one.With its help, the faint pain in the body disappeared quickly, and the powerful magnetic field restarted. This time, it obeyed the owner's will and quietly changed the body.

Under the action of this invisible force, Eric's hands showed extremely strange changes, and the silvery skin flipped like tiny scales, just like the amplification he created inspired by Mystique. Like a device, it quietly changed its appearance, starting from the back of the hand and spreading to the entire palm.

In the near future, this change will be extended to the whole body, and by then he may be able to fight another Eric without any tools.

external tool?

Source of power?

Don't forget that it is with the help of external tools that weak human beings dominate all continents and most of the oceans, and they can ask for anything from other creatures.

Ordinary people like Stryker can seize the opportunity to push the academy into danger with limited strength, and people with congenital disabilities like Trask can also use their own research to invent the sentinel robot and almost wipe out the mutants.

Isn't this a manifestation of awareness of the source of power?

The path to the mysteries was never a one-way street, and Erik chose a different path than other mutants, believing he could go farther than others.

The day wasn't over yet, and back in Manhattan, Mary Jane told him another piece of bad news from Harry.

"Union?" Eric frowned. It was a nasty name, and it was as hateful as rogue politicians, dodgy lawyers, and greedy doctors. "I thought Harry had already dealt with it. Am I overestimating his management ability?"

"It's not Harry's fault, it's a group of outsiders now." Mary Jane quickly defended her boyfriend. Although the distance gradually weakened the relationship, she still cared about the young man who lost his father.

This is a free-employment country. Business owners can ask any employee to leave if the fired person can't show evidence of discrimination—except for big-name stars and top managers who are protected by careful contracts, there is also a group It's a union member.

Overdeveloped trade unions are a cancer. They not only protect their own interests, but also keep a close eye on the cake that belongs to the management. No matter what the business status is, the trade unions can always win higher and higher for their members by virtue of their political power. This is of course unbearable in the eyes of business leaders.

Originally under the leadership of Norman, Osborne's anti-union work has been carried out very effectively. He is willing to spend money to eliminate disasters, and he has been rewarded accordingly. Even after the death of this visionary leader, Eric and Ha Li also continued his correct line. Not long ago, Harry had just achieved phased results. Now what made things change?

Mary Jane gave him the following answer.

"Yesterday, the local manufacturing workers' union drafted a questionnaire. There are fifteen questions on it, which are mainly divided into two categories: one is about factory management, including whether to support certain measures to improve factory management, whether to agree Increase workers’ representatives into the management; the other category is about workers’ treatment, including pensions, benefits, insurance, etc. In general, the core of the entire questionnaire is to provoke Osborne’s workers to agree to form a union.”

This tone of generational generosity is disgusting, but Eric noticed a problem, the problem is that the questionnaire was not sent to the workers as it was intended, but was rolled over and passed through the hands of the union lawyer Sent to the home of the manager of Osborne.

"So, they want to negotiate?" Eric raised his eyebrows, seeing through the intention of the visitor.

"They want to see you." This is the ultimate goal of the other party.

"Okay, I'll meet with them and let Harry make an appointment. I hope they won't disappoint me." Eric said coldly, turned his chair around, and stopped looking at those monotonous documents.

Within a day, two consecutive incidents undoubtedly compromised his original good mood. The former was a temptation from politicians, and the latter was a trick of labor groups.Although the purpose is different, this represents a bad trend-more and more people are trying to tear a piece of flesh from mutants to satisfy themselves.

This is a group of guys who don't know how to live or die, and the two virtues of kindness and tolerance are tantamount to weakness and bullying to them.

When falcons retract their wings to feed on the ground, they will undoubtedly give those creatures crawling in the grass an invisible encouragement. They think that they have shortened the distance with the raptors, and can use their rich experience in ground activities to play with their seemingly gentle opponents. Between the palms.

But they will soon find out how wrong they were.

No one can tease a behemoth who can grind him to powder at any time without paying any price.

"Please come to Pietro." Thinking of some pleasant pictures, Eric's mood suddenly improved, and he gave instructions to the secretary, and not long after, the big boy from Maximov's family came to his before.

"Boss, are you looking for me?" Kuaiyin smiled brightly. (to be continued~^~)