Infinity of flame

() This is a secluded garden.

The fresh air is mixed with the fragrance of the green grass, and the light of the dots falls gently through the gaps in the branches and leaves of the green trees.The sky is sunny after the rain, and the sun is rising again at dawn. There are lubricating water droplets left after the rain yesterday on the treetops and grass tips, shining colorfully under the bright sunshine, like thousands of small crystal clear gems.

It's like heaven.

The beauty here is intoxicating.

And an old man is standing here, looking at the beautiful scenery around him, he seems to be intoxicated and appreciative, and he seems to be lost in thought.

He was said to be an old man, but he didn't have the smell of old age and the end of life in his body.He just stood there simply, his supposedly ordinary figure was as majestic as a majestic mountain, and naturally exuded a grace and calmness that can only be looked up to, as if there was nothing in this world. Things can move him.

But contrary to his majestic temperament, his face is stable and peaceful, his eyes are deep and vicissitudes still hide a piece of childlike innocence, he has experienced the world of mortals, but he is still admirable, and people can't help but rise up closeness.

Majesty and peace, the two completely different temperaments are perfectly integrated together. This old man is none other than Magneto.

Whether he was admiring the beautiful scenery or meditating on something is really unknown.

But he just stood here, like a towering mountain rising from the ground, and even the beautiful scenery around him became his foil and decoration.When everyone comes here, the first thing they notice is not the beautiful scenery on a good day, but the majestic and magnificent Magneto that makes people look up!

The guards in the distance looked at Magneto silently and fanatically.Looking at this man who was the first man to rule the entire world in the history of mankind, the entire earth will bow down to him.

Magneto noticed the guard's eyes in the distance, but sighed slightly, and glanced at the tombstone that was covered by the heavy vines next to it.

A sound of footsteps sounded slowly from far to near, and a man with a serious face in a suit walked up to Magneto, bowed respectfully, and quickly said: "Your Highness, the celebration is ready. Tonight's For the banquet, the envoys of Atlantis and the Inhumans on the moon base will come to celebrate together, please get ready."

Magneto nodded silently, but looked far into the unknown distance...

As the line of sight slowly draws away, the whole picture of the secluded garden is just a huge suspended platform in the floating sky, standing high between the heaven and the earth!

......

"Grandfather, grandfather!" A cute little boy shouted crisply while running happily.He jumped in the air, and lightly jumped to Magneto's side.After the guards behind the little boy saluted silently, they retreated silently.

Magneto looked at the little boy calmly, a little indifferently.

But the little boy didn't realize it. He picked up a beautifully carved wooden boat hidden behind him, smiled happily and said, "Grandfather, this is dedicated to you."

"I made it for you."

"Rely on my ability to modify reality."

The joyful expression of the little boy is just a cute child who wants to make his grandfather happy.It's just that in contrast, Magneto's expression is silent and indifferent, presenting a weird contrast with the little boy.Especially when the little boy happily talked about his ability to modify reality, Magneto's expression became a little mysterious and weird at that moment, an indescribably weird expression flashed away, and then he was in a daze.

The little boy looked at his grandfather strangely. He didn't know why his grandfather suddenly fell into silence.However, he was still young, but he knew that his grandfather was a great person, and he was probably thinking about some great things.But he didn't dare to disturb, and tried to leave as he thought "obediently".

......

"Father, father!"

When Magneto recovered from his contemplation, he found that at some point, time had passed quietly, the bright sunshine had disappeared without a trace, the slanting sunset was dusk, and there were thick clouds and mists entrenched in the distance. In the sky, the gorgeous orange sunset can only take a little space to burst out strips of crimson glow, like fish swimming in the deep sea, occasionally rolling golden scales

A woman with long green hair came to his side, her delicate face was filled with two words of concern: "Father, I have called you several times, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Magneto turned around indifferently and said calmly, "I'm fine, Nona." Before he finished speaking, Nona had already stretched out her hands and hugged his body warmly. "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, please be sure to tell us."

"I'm fine." Facing the concern from his daughter, Magneto just repeated it indifferently.

Letting go of her embracing hands, Nona smiled softly: "I'm here to tell you that the guests will arrive soon. In about half an hour, representatives from Atlantis and the Inhumans will arrive."

But facing this warm family affection, Magneto still only said a little indifferently: "I know."

Nona seemed to be unaware of this, and she stood aside and continued happily: "Enjoy it, tonight belongs to you! You will represent the entire earth to communicate with ancient civilizations and alien races, and reach friendship alliance......"

Before Nona could finish speaking, she was abruptly interrupted by Magneto: "I see. Let me stay alone for a while."

Nona bit her pink and attractive lips, she didn't say anything, she was careful to hide a trace of grievance in her heart, she felt that today's father was very strange, but she still didn't say anything after all, she just nodded and turned around.

And Magneto doesn't care about that at all.He didn't notice what his daughter was thinking, or more precisely, he didn't pay attention at all.He was just a little dazed, a little indifferent, and a little dumb, he turned around and stared at the tombstone under the layers of flower vines.

It's more of a monument than a tombstone.It was a huge stone, and under the cover of dense green shade, treetops, flowers and leaves, and Roman vines, there was an indescribable solemn atmosphere.

On the inscription on the stone, it was written impressively—the stele of Wezel, in large characters.

And under this line of big characters, there are densely packed boys, among which the top layer of small characters read: His sacrifice, in exchange for the eternal existence of the entire Kenosha...