Man transforms into Vision in Marvel

"Actually! I don't want to rule you. I have never mentioned these two words from the beginning to the end. The creation of the kingdom is just to make myself more efficient. It's a pity that you don't understand me, everyone!"

Wanda twisted her graceful waist and walked among the ruins filled with corpses and mutilated limbs. The heels of her high heels were stained with layers of blood.

"God has no mercy on humans. Only humans can save themselves." Wanda's eyes revealed the light of longing, "Is this world full of suffering and sadness... really worth existing? I will subvert this world, and even the entire universe, I hope The fire will spread on the earth again, and a new batch of human beings will be born."

“There is no suspicion, no war, everyone coexists peacefully, neighbors greet each other with smiles, the earth is no longer divided into more than 200 countries, it becomes a monolith, united to overcome all difficulties, this is the ultimate form of the world! "

"And I! I am also the creator of the new world! I am the mother of all things! We will meet again in the new world."

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

Eric leaned against the broken wall in embarrassment, dust falling on the old man's gray hair. The helmet that blocked telepathy was being played with by Wanda in her hand, gradually gathered into a ball, and was thrown away casually.

With his withered arms, he struggled to lift it up. Even with all his strength, Eric couldn't move Wanda at all.

The once invincible Magneto has also gone downhill. Time is the most powerful weapon to defeat a person.

"Sorry...for causing trouble to you." Charles collapsed on the little yellow car and said with a sad smile. His conscience felt a little guilty after being implicated in the death of his old friend here.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Eric said with a forced smile, "It's your honor to die with you. How many people would love to die with me."

"Also... I'm not sure whether I'll die or not now. Don't say anything depressing. I'll kill you first!" Eric couldn't stand Charles's behavior the most. He was causing everything in the world, no matter what. Whether it happened or not, he seemed to understand it clearly, as if he was in control of the whole situation.

Since the two met, this like-minded friend has shown his extraordinary talent and overall perspective. He always gets to know everyone with good intentions, even those with ulterior motives. Charles still innocently gets to know each other.

Eric hated this kind of people the most. He grew up in a concentration camp. In that era, the word concentration camp meant hell.

Oh no, it's scarier than hell!

The devil will not concentrate on using poisonous gas to kill people, nor will he conduct experiments on human beings, cut open the body, soak the heart, liver, spleen and lungs in formalin, and display them in front of everyone as unscrupulous exhibits.

The most unforgettable memory in Eric's life is not meeting Charles, nor the sword, nor facing the apocalypse, but his tragic and irresistible childhood.

From the concentration camp, he saw the evil in the world, which also led him to believe that the world is an aggregation of extremely evil people. People never treat each other sincerely. Everyone can be completely trusted. The friend who smiled the last second, I might stab you with a knife in the next second!

He has seen too many such things, and has long been used to it, and it has even become a part of his life.

Until he met Charles, this jovial optimist who looked like an upper class person but did not do anything in the upper class. He hung out with guys like him who were not even considered low-class citizens, joking and joking all day long. Make trouble, train together, fight side by side...

How could there be such a damned person in the world!

Eric laughed and cursed in his heart, trying to stand up with a solemn and sad expression. He forced himself to stand up and face the last villain despite his physical discomfort!

"It's really...Eric, you are still so obsessed with face."

"That's better than you, old man!" Eric cursed angrily, raised his arms, anger surged to his forehead, and his skinny face turned red.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook. Even Wanda's face showed some horror. What did she see?

An entire city was uprooted, metal covered the sky, and the woman's face became darker. This level of metal frenzy could also cause harm to her.

Wanda suddenly stopped, with a playful smile on her lips.

"Change into water."

Plain words came out of the woman's mouth.

Eric instantly lost his strength, exposing his fear nakedly.

The metal tide in the sky... turned into rain!

The raindrops fell on the ground, washing away the sins of the city. The blood stains mixed with the rain gradually rose, covering the dead bodies and washing the bodies of the dead. This was the last dignity Wanda gave them.

"This rain is the only mercy and patience I have left for you. Don't let me down, just let it go."

Wanda opened her arms as if embracing the whole world.

The heavy rain washed over the city, turning the sinful New York upside down. The crimson country seemed to be torn into two, half on the ground and half in the water mirror.

Eric was desperate. Without the metal, he was no different from an ordinary old man. In addition to being more powerful, he was even older.

"No more... no more..." He looked around and saw that almost no Avengers could stand up. Even the so-called immortal Deadpool Wade Wilson was now buried miserably underground. Leaving a middle finger exposed on the ground, showing his unyielding soul!

Wanda approached step by step, gently touched Charles' bald head with her palm, and said with compassion: "Professor, you will understand my situation. Isn't the living environment of mutants like this too? They are misunderstood and bullied. They are obviously... A more powerful race is being manipulated by powerless humans."

Wanda was like a mother, gently coaxing her old child, speaking softly and with tender eyes.

If there wasn't so much blood on the hands, it might be a beautiful picture.

"You should talk to Eric about this topic. He is very interested in overthrowing human governments." Charles did not dare to move. The murderous intention hidden in the woman was as sharp as a steel needle. He only needed to reveal it gently. It can instantly pierce the old man's frail body.

He is not afraid of death and has never been afraid of death.

In the movie, Charles even sacrifices himself to buy time for Strange. He is a wise man with a kind heart and compassion.

It's a pity that he failed here. His blind trust and tenderness only resulted in more endless bullying. These advantages looked like weakness to outsiders, naked weakness. They would think that Charles was weak and could be bullied.

Wanda was right, she had sympathized with the plight of mutants... once.

"I'm sorry, I don't agree with what you said." Charles smiled slightly and shook his head. At his age, he could shake his head off with just a little force.

"That's such a pity." Wanda let go of her hand in frustration and snapped her fingers.

boom!

Charles' head exploded like a watermelon, with red and white brains flying everywhere.

Eric was confused, completely confused.

"professor!!!"

Scott roared in pain, that gentle old man, the old man who taught them to grow up and protected them along the way... just died like this?

"Ah!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Scott ripped off his glasses, and the laser light was released without restriction. This was the first time that he released his power with all his strength without any scruples.

In the past, under the protection of Charles, he was willing to become an unknown X-Men, using his power carefully, not daring to increase his energy for fear of hurting ordinary humans.

Even when Qin died, he never tried his best.

Scott no longer has any limitations on his power, he is no longer human!

Cyclops is connected to another parallel universe, which is filled with Cyclops energy and is inexhaustible. After decades of mastery, Scott gradually understood the source of his ability, but he still chose to hide it. , no longer use terrifying power.

Wanda frowned, and she suddenly felt that there was a huge and inexplicable power hidden in this weak-looking person. She felt it carefully, but there was nothing praiseworthy about Scott's body, but where did this power come from?

Before she had time to think, a beam of blazing red light broke through the air, and the terrifying power that exceeded the speed of sound hit the woman's body. The violent power instantly tore the woman's clothes, pushed her back, and crashed through countless buildings until Disappeared from everyone's sight.

After a long time, Scott fell to the ground unsteadily, lifeless.

He is using his own life to explode energy. Once the lock that binds the laser is destroyed, it can no longer be closed. Only when the host collapses from exhaustion can the violent laser be stopped.

Won?

Of course it is impossible!

Wanda was back where she was in the next moment. Scott's sacrifice had no effect and she could only die in vain.

"It's interesting, the energy from another universe." Wanda said with some surprise. She didn't expect that there were such people hidden in this group of rabble. If it were in the early days, she might have been wiped out by this blow.

It's a pity that it's too late!

"Do you still want to continue fighting? I will give you a chance to fulfill your wish," the woman shouted arrogantly, but no one responded. They were all frightened and their souls died here.

"Are you ready to drop a nuclear bomb?"

Philko asked.

"hold on."

Nick Fury replied in a muffled voice.

"What are you waiting for?" Philko finally couldn't bear the doubt. He should have dropped the nuclear bomb ten minutes ago, but Nick Fury delayed it. He couldn't figure out that the Avengers had already been defeated. The nuclear bomb may be too late.

"Wait for a silver light."

"Silver... light and shadow?"

Wanda stopped moving, looked solemn, and looked into the distance. Over there was the direction of the North Pole. She made sure that all the people there had been slaughtered. There was no way there was anyone left alive, and...

"Pietro?" Wanda said to herself, "There is also a strange smell that I don't recognize."

"But... so strong!" Wanda's face instantly became solemn. The man's aura was very unstable, like a nuclear bomb at the breaking point of explosion. It is usually safe and sound, but once it detonates... it will be a disaster!

Less than a minute later, a silver phantom cut across the ground, and countless phantoms were pulled out behind it, almost to the point of afterimages appearing.

"Huh~huh~ Are you here?" Pietro was breathing heavily, with his hands on his knees. Running all the way made the speedster inevitably a little tired.

"Where's Charles?" Pietro put down the girl on his back and asked the people around him.

"Hi! Wanda, long time no see. Have you been obsessed with Gothic horror style recently?" Pietro said very nonchalantly, with a smile on his face. Please, this is his biological sister, no matter how scary he is as a brother, he will not I won't leave my sister at all.

"Nick Fury brought me out of prison, Wanda." He suddenly looked around in confusion, "Here...what is going on? Wanda, why are you like this? Where are Tom and Billy? !" Pietro's nerves finally felt that something was not right. The sister in front of him was very abnormal. She was not like this before.

"Oh, brother, don't you know anything?" Wanda tilted her head.

"Damn it! Why does this guy talk so much!" Nick Fury said angrily, holding his forehead.

As soon as he learned about the origin of the red mist, he took Pietro out of the cell to avoid being infected by Wanda's magic and turning into a monster. Think about it, once a speedster is infected, the consequences will be unimaginable.

I'm afraid that in less than two days, the entire world will fall under the attack of the speedsters.

Pietro still wanted to ask, but the girl behind him couldn't bear it anymore.

"what!!!"

Black and red flames burst out, completely covering the girl's thin body. Every inch of her skin was burning with blazing fire, and even her pupils were full of flames.

"Is it a bug?" Wanda understood the moment she saw the girl, "Charles... I didn't expect you had a hidden agenda. In order to delay her coming, you even gave up your life." She felt that the old man was not a great man. It doesn't make sense.

"Hope!" Pietro yelled, trying to get closer to the girl, but was forced back by the burning flames and couldn't get closer.

Hope Summers, the second Phoenix host after the death of Jean Grey.

After the Dark Phoenix incident, the Phoenix Force warriors were dispersed and expelled to the depths of the universe, but no one noticed that a touch of Phoenix Force was hidden in an innocent girl on the battlefield.

Later, inspired by the Phoenix Force, Hope also became a mutant and was sent to Xavier's Academy for the Gifted.

The first time Charles saw her, he noticed the Phoenix Power hidden deep in her body. So, on Hope's first day of school, the Phoenix Power broke out, igniting the flames of revenge and killing the school.

Also on the first day of school, Hope lost control and was put in a cell.

"Is it the host of the Phoenix Power? I've heard of it." A look of solemnity flashed in Wanda's eyes. The Phoenix Power is a terrifying force that can be called the three most powerful forces in the universe along with the Power of Chaos, and is no less powerful than himself.

Wanda smiled. If she had the full Phoenix power, she would have run away. Even if she was at Qin's level, she would have to think twice, but now... Hope has only one-fifth of the Phoenix. The power...I'm sorry, she really doesn't like it.

"What if I'm added?"

Ten thousand thunderbolts exploded in the clouds, suddenly descended, and hit Wanda's body. The woman turned into flying ash in an instant, and then recovered in the next second.

Sif held Mjolnir in her hand, tears stained at the corners of her eyes, her pupils widened, filled with crazy hatred.

Gig...giggle...

A series of sounds of bones swinging were heard. Frank stood with a skull face, thick black chains extending from his arms, and the fire of hell burned in his empty eye sockets.

On the other side, silver light spreads over Mark's body, and Moonlight Knight plays with two short sticks, "I will avenge Steven, and you will eventually be sent to the other side of the underworld!"