[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

"He... Eric!"

Charles' pupils suddenly dilated, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Kree's figure turned into a phantom and disappeared in an instant, and the bullet that had almost shot in front of him had to pass through the empty air and hit the wall not far away.

In the next second, the milky white ground began to shake violently, and the spiraling white vines stretched out in all directions like crazy.Dancing pure white vines shuttled densely between the bodies of several people, eagerly waiting to attack.

One of the vines seemed to be unbearable. The seemingly smooth and delicate surface brushed against Magneto's steel-proof helmet, but left traces of burnt carbon black, making a terrifying "sizzling" sound.

"what happened?!"

Stark retreated quickly, looking at the strange changes around him in shock.

"The spaceship seems to be..."

"Alive."

The pure white spaceship that stood quietly before still didn't move. However, everything inside seemed to be given life suddenly, and began to spontaneously attack these unkind intruders.

"Eric! Tony! Come back!!!"

Charles clenched the armrest of the wheelchair tightly, closed his eyes tightly, and tried to find the figure of Kree, but found nothing.

Suddenly, everyone was busy with the troubles ahead of them, and no one noticed that "Molly Giobianni", who hadn't responded for a long time, raised her head slowly and moved her lips slightly, as if she was muttering something.

"What's going on, Charles?" Black Widow swung her arm sharply and swept away a white antennae, and asked anxiously without looking back.

"He's imitating the 'Abandoner'." Charles couldn't let go of his frown, "He's using the ability of the 'Super Skrull', imitating the ability of the 'Abandoner', trying to drive us out."

"Such a powerful move, why didn't he do it before?!"

"The abilities of 'Super Skrulls' are also limited. Usually, they cannot reproduce all the abilities of the opponent, and the duration is relatively short. For those who are too powerful, they cannot even imitate them at all, unless... ...He is desperate, and would rather suffer a huge backlash than force it."

"And the ability of the 'Abandoned One' should be the most dangerous and should not be easily imitated—like the 'Power of the Phoenix' and the 'Power of Chaos', her power is too huge, and it comes from countless grams The collection of the wisdom of the ancestors here has transcended the category of "a person", and has risen to the level of almost gods. For the "abandoned person" born in the "machine source code", these data flows are controlled by her. It's easy to flip, but for the Kree or other real people, it's like putting on a child's clothes that are too big and don't fit, and it will definitely fall to the ground."

"Then why did he do this, is he dying? And what should we do!" Stark shouted from a distance, "I can't seem to beat him and this broken spaceship!"

"Damn it!" After realizing that he had completely lost control of the white wall, Eric stretched out his hand and grabbed an iron plate, frantically resisting the powerful offensive of the spaceship, swung his right hand, and firmly protected the wheelchair with another steel plate on the man.

"Mr. Charles!" Patrick leaned on the translucent protective cover and shouted loudly, "Protect her, you promised me!"

"Shut up, idiot!!!" Eric threw an iron bar casually and hit it on the protective cover, making a piercing sound.

"Do not......"

Charles raised his head slowly, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking intensely about some extremely complicated and obscure things.Slowly, the thin figure of Molly Giobianni was reflected inch by inch in his blue eyes, which was extraordinarily clear.

"Bang!" Molly Giobiani, who was wandering, suddenly felt an extremely domineering and familiar force shooting into her mind. Before she could react, she fell to the ground with her kneecap knocked against a sharp stone. Next to it, there was a crisp sound.

"What are you doing!" Patrick yelled.

"Damn Charles, get out!" The woman looked back at Charles with a gloomy face.

Charles suddenly covered his forehead, panting in pain.

"boom!"

Before the woman got up, an inexplicable force pressed down on her again, causing her to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

The attack speed of the white tentacles suddenly accelerated, as if they were panicking to stop something.

"Only 10 minutes!" Eric seemed to understand something, with a cold face, he stretched out his arms, slowly formed a circle, and pressed down on the sides of Charles and "Molly Jobbiani".

A dense magnetic force field descended from the sky, tightly enveloping the two of them, isolating all the noisy hustle and bustle, and seemed a little strangely silent.

"..."

"Are you afraid?"

Panting for a moment, Charles glanced at his friends who were outside resisting the attack of the spaceship, slowly raised his head, his face was pale and the corners of his mouth curled up, and he looked at the woman opposite him with a smile.

"You shouldn't be afraid, after all, even if I push you out of Mrs. Clive's body, I still can't threaten you."

"..." Finally regained his senses, "Molly Giobiani" stood up slowly, without even looking at the injured knee, and limped across to Charles.

"This is my body!" The woman stubbornly repeated the same words over and over again as she staggered like a child who couldn't get candy.

"Come on, hurry up. After all, some people have said that we only have 10 minutes." Charles looked at her gently, "After 10 minutes, your loyal subordinates will break through their defense and rush inside."

The woman finally reached the position she wanted, stopped, turned around and stared at him quietly, refusing to speak.

"...However." Charles changed his voice, "If you want, we can also chat first."

The woman suddenly calmed down, and said in a flat tone: "Stop making unnecessary struggles. In 10 minutes, I will fuse my divine power and become the god of the entire universe."

"Really?" Charles tilted his head with a smile, "Is the price the life of No. 6?"

"That's his choice, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Yes, he decided to sacrifice his life to protect you—oh no, he decided to sacrifice his life to give you a chance to choose."

The woman still looked calm: "Don't use your tricks on me, it's useless."

"Oh, that's a pity." Charles shrugged regretfully, "Why don't we come and chat with Mrs. Clive."

"Madam, don't be afraid, your husband is working hard to protect you."

Charles looked sideways at the corner of the spaceship, and saw the thin red-haired man hitting the transparent protective cover with all his might.

"Molly! Damn Charles, damn Eric, let her out!"

After a while, Patrick seemed to suddenly realize something, turned around staggeringly, and pressed his right hand on the inner wall of the milky white spaceship.

"Close the shield!!! Open it! Open the damn thing and let me out!!!"

Patrick successfully closed the button, and the invisible protective cover suddenly disappeared.He dodged the gunfire crookedly and landed on Eric's magnetic shield.

"Charles," the woman said suddenly, "Did No. 6 forget to turn off Patrick's authority to control the spaceship? He is going to imitate my ability to control the spaceship. He shouldn't have the ability to modify Patrick's authority."

"Maybe." Charles continued calmly without showing any doubts about this abrupt sentence.

"From a human point of view, am I doing the right thing?"

"How?"

"Give the authority of the spaceship to Patrick."

"I don't know what you want to do, let alone what the two of them are thinking. Naturally, I can't judge whether it is right or wrong."

"I don't know what other people are thinking? It's really strange for you to say that."

"Charles," she went on, "can you see what I'm thinking now?"

"Very reluctantly, your thinking is very powerful, which makes me very uncomfortable." Charles confessed, "However, if you have to try, you can."

"Then try it."

Suddenly, Charles was pulled into an amazing field.

He has entered the minds of countless people, some of them are lively and jumping, some are quiet and introverted, some are chaotic and complicated, and some are blank and boring.But he has never seen such a heavy and oppressive, yet unexpectedly immature and innocent thought.

Yes, heavy and immature.

The data that human beings can hardly bear suppressed him like a flood, almost drowning him completely.But in this massive amount of information, Charles gradually groped, but unexpectedly found that the context was simpler and purer than he imagined.

It's like... a three-year-old child who is forced to instill too much knowledge that he can't bear, self-willed but confused, unable to find where his own path is.

But before he could think about it carefully, he was thrown out again.

"Okay, 10 minutes is up." The woman's tone was a little gloomy.

In fact, it was only a few seconds, but she always did whatever she wanted.

"Charles!" A vague shout came from far away, and Patrick was still relentlessly patting the magnetic force field covering the two, even if his hands were scratched and bloody.

Looking at the indifferent "Molly Gibbiani", Charles frowned and narrowed his eyes solemnly.

"I don't know why you are so obsessed with this human body, but Mrs. Clive and Sophia are both innocent, and I will do my best to prevent you from hurting them."

The abandoner didn't say much: "Then you can do whatever you want, let's start."

The contest that belongs exclusively to the two has officially begun.

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