Sentinel

Chapter 245 The Old Era

The port of New York, where the Hulk and the Abomination used to fight, two destructive and violent beasts almost completely destroyed the pier, and it was restored to a brand new appearance after some reconstruction.

An ocean-going cargo ship bearing the logo of the RAND Group was moored at the port. Containers full of goods were being loaded onto the ship one after another. The sound of the whistle pierced the night sky, and the ship was about to start.

Sean was sitting in the car, and the driver for him was James Wesley, the underworld emperor of Hell's Kitchen. The windows of the car were lowered slowly, and the gentleman sitting in the front row greeted the person in charge of the port terminal. .

"Let them wait for a while." The person in charge wearing a hard hat nodded without showing any dissatisfaction.

Sean seemed to turn a blind eye to all of this. He looked at the figure sitting beside him, Dr. Doom covered in a dark green cloak, like a hard and cold steel statue.

Today is an important day for Victor Doom to leave New York and embark on a journey.

"You will have an account with an overseas company, and Wesley will be responsible for providing funds and manpower, purchasing arms, medical resources, and various infrastructure...these will be taken care of for you-provided that you have to obtain orthodoxy in Latvinia status, those warlord leaders, noble lords who occupy a large amount of land, you have to sweep them all into the garbage dump."

Sean said lightly, with a cold tone in his tone, he wanted Victor Doom to bring hope to Latvinia, that backward and remote country in Eastern Europe, but before a peaceful life came, he had to Go through a bloody baptism.

"The government of that country has been corrupted from top to bottom, money can buy politicians, violence can eliminate warlords, and you, Victor Doom, the former rising star of Latvinia, as the savior, reborn Doctor Doom returning to his homeland..."

"You have to be the master there, whether it's behind the scenes or in the legal sense. In Latvinia, Dum decides everything. Even your softest breath is a law that cannot be profaned or violated."

The silent Doctor Doom lifted the cloak on his head. Behind the cold steel mask, his hollow eyes reflected a sense of coldness. He nodded and said, "Of order, my master."

The long-term painful brainwashing and instilling of memory almost created a brand new personality for Victor Doom, and in the fragmented picture in his mind, a round of golden sun hangs high in the sky, exuding dazzling brilliance.

"I will do all this to bring destruction and new life to Latvinia, my mother country." The metallic clang echoed in the car.

Sean nodded slightly. Victor Doom was his first masterpiece. Putting him in Latvinia, he could use that small Eastern European country to radiate his influence to the whole of Europe.

Just like arranging Magneto to Africa, the North American continent is his base camp and the location of the foundation of power. Through the rapid rise of Umbrella, the integration of mutants, the combination of horizontal and vertical and vertical expansion, and now it is basically facing the embarrassing situation of slow development .

It is impossible for Sean to open up a new territory casually. Only with the help of other forces, Latvinia under the rule of Doctor Destruction will sooner or later get rid of the poverty and backwardness of the past, and Magneto can also give Wakanda, which is isolated from the world. Bring a surprise.

Just like playing chess, throwing these people off the chessboard and giving them a certain degree of help, he only needs to look forward to the day when they will blossom and bear fruit.

As for the issue of loyalty and betrayal, the young man never thinks too much about it. If he doesn't want to abide by the rules of the game, just overturn the table and start over again.

The dark green cloak fluttered with the wind, and Doctor Doom boarded the ocean-going freighter bound for Latvinia. After about twelve days of sailing, he would be able to set foot on the land of his hometown.

At the same time, in Umbrella, Long Island, New York, the mutants will also embark on a long journey with an unknown future. Magneto, who put on the purple robe again, stands on the top floor of the steeple-like building, stretching his hands, feeling the long-lost It bears the majestic magnetic force hidden deep in the earth.

"The boss said that after you gain a firm foothold in Africa, he will give you a person, which is a strong guarantee for Wakanda's large amount of vibrating gold resources."

Bronski stared at the silver-haired old man in front of him, secretly thinking about how long it would take to tear him apart if he turned into hatred.

"Wakanda? I have never heard of this country, but I have heard about Zhenjin. It is said that it is extremely expensive, equal to the price of gold."

Magneto ignored Bronski's malicious gaze, cleared him of the suppressing serum in his body, and the confidence and pride that belonged to the strong returned to his body again.

The leader of the fraternity looked down at his compatriots who chose to continue to follow him, the saber-toothed tiger, the toad, the master of illusion...all of them were present except Mystique, and Ruiwen was also one of the conditions for him to regain his freedom.

He sighed softly, one setback couldn't dampen the raging fighting spirit in Magneto's heart, but when he thought of leaving this land and going to the distant and unfamiliar African continent, he would inevitably feel a little melancholy.

"From this moment on, the strength of the Brotherhood will retreat in an all-round way, leave the North American base, and gradually migrate to Africa." Magneto glanced at Bronski, and these words were naturally spoken to the boss of the other party. "Mutants deserve a future, and I will lead my compatriots to open up a brand new home."

He raised his hands slightly, manipulated the magnetic force in the center of the earth, and flew straight into the sky, the old white hair was blown by the bitter cold wind, looking down at the ground under his feet, Magneto's eyes showed deep nostalgia.

The old man couldn't help thinking of the first time he set foot on this land that symbolizes freedom and light many years ago. At that time, he was full of vengeful anger, and he had not yet received the title of "Magneto King", and neither did another young man. Sitting in a wheelchair, with thick black hair.

Eric.

charles.

The two young people who met for the first time smiled at each other, with the Statue of Liberty holding the torch behind them, surrounded by a group of energetic partners and friends.

Decades of scenes flashed by, and Magneto landed in front of the Brotherhood, turned his head and glanced at the towering buildings, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

"Compatriots, the road ahead may be full of ups and downs, but at least we no longer need to repeat the original tragedy. The endless consumption and internal fighting will come to an end. We can use our hands to build our own home..."

The purple cloak fluttered, and the majesty and pride of a king appeared on Magneto's face again. He waved his arms and strode forward, leading the Brotherhood members to disappear into the darkness.

At the same moment, the professor in Westchester put down the brain wave enhancer on his head, and sat in a silent circular space. This is the search room on the second floor of the basement, which is also the storage room The place.

"Goodbye, Eric." After a long time, the bald old man said softly.

For old friends who want to build a mutant homeland all their lives, this might not be a good choice, at least it can save the next generation from continuing the fate of their elders, facing the hardships of suffering and hiding.

The professor slowly pushed the wheelchair, and the door behind him closed. From this moment on, the old era came to an end. There would be no more fights and confrontations among the mutants. The fruits of peace and a brand new home would gradually come true in the future.

(End of this chapter)