[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

"You don't like me anymore, do you?"

Charles asked softly.

Serra seemed more interested in this question than in his plausible knowledge.

"I like you, Charles," she admitted readily. "There's something about you that interests me—but that's about it."

Charles closed his eyes.He took a light breath and slowly opened his eyes, which became moist.

"I've been looking for you..." His tone was a bit difficult, "After you were taken away...after you left there..."

"Please," he said softly, "don't follow him."

It seems that he still couldn't help reading Eric's thoughts... Sera smiled playfully, "Follow?"

"How did you stay?" Charles looked into her dark eyes.

Sela raised her eyebrows scrutinizingly, "What do you think is the value for me to continue to stand by your side? ——to protect your beloved human beings, and your race?"

She shook her head and smiled. "Your kindness once touched me, Charles. Now, I hate it."

"Look, dear, you try to protect those innocent and weak, but how many of your own kind die because of your kind deeds? - Are you protecting the one you love, or the so-called righteous belief in your heart? "

"Can you tell the difference?"

Charles was taken aback for a moment, he was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice.

"We can give you a home, Sierra...you are not alone in this world."

She smiled, "Not attractive enough."

Charles was silent for a while.

"If you're willing to trust me one more time... my feelings will prove it for you."

Sierra shook her head. "Still not attractive enough," she said. "Your love is too selfless, Charles. There are many people in your heart, including those who will see you as your enemy in the future."

The young professor watched her quietly. "What do you want, Sierra?"

She seemed to think for a while, and then showed him a kind and gentle smile.

"In the beginning, I wanted everyone who bullied me, humiliated me, and hurt me to die a terrible death—believe me, they are not a minority."

She shrugged, her tone light and clear, "—and now? Who knows."

Charles looked into the depths of her eyes.It was dark and silent there.

When she no longer even shows hatred in her eyes, that is the real horror.

Charles was silent for a long, long time.

"That night..." His voice was extremely soft, "You were deliberately taken away by the Asazo demon... right?"

Sera didn't feel ashamed of being exposed on the spot at all, she even raised her eyebrows at him, like a child who got a reward, with some excitement on the corners of her lips, "I just proved a result to you, a In fact, the fact that all of us know well—”

She spoke every word, as if she wanted to engrave every word into his heart.

"Your so-called guardians are always just a few people. When human beings have the opportunity to eliminate the stronger existence they fear and don't know, they will not hesitate—"

"Like me. Like you."

Charles sighed deeply, "Then...a long time ago, the 'Red House' bar...that's not a coincidence, is it?"

Sera replied bluntly, "No."

"Why?" he asked, clearly genuinely confused by this.

Sera shrugged, "Because I really needed shelter at that time, and you rejected me—I just used some tricks to make things easier, and the result will not change anything."

Charles couldn't help lowering his head and laughing, he couldn't hear the emotion, "Then after this... it's just your 'little means'?"

Serra smiled, "Yes."

Charles paused, then slowly raised his head, staring at her with those clear and bright blue eyes.

"You never really liked me," he said, not a question, but a statement.

Unexpectedly, Sierra actually denied it.

"No...of course not, Charles." She straightened up, her dark eyes were hidden from the flickering lights of the bar, her smile faded, and her voice was even.

"I was just beginning to like you, Charles, and you told me for the fact that when it all happened, you would still choose them...always be them."

"So," she curled her lips, "to be fair, Charles, I won't be the first to choose you."

"Lesson, once is enough."

The young professor fell silent.Silence spread silently at the round table in the corner.

In the end, it was Sela who broke the silence.

"Do you regret meeting me?" she asked.

Charles smiled silently, his blue eyes were slightly moist, but his smile was still gentle and bright.

"Never, Sierra."

Regardless, never regretted meeting this guy.

Him, Eric, Sierra.The three of them form a triangle with each other, and if one is missing, they will fall apart in an instant.Charles and Eric share memories and form a precious friendship. Even though their views on human beings are completely different, the bond of affection is hard to break.

As for Sera, she and Eric were not very happy when they met for the first time, and they also hate each other every day, but they have a similar past and a distorted cold nature.They are against each other, but they reflect the scarred self inside like a mirror.

As for Sierra and Charles, they are true polar opposites.One is kind by nature, the other lives a dark life, one can always give others the warmest smile, and the other can only draw warmth from each other.One has hope for both humans and mutants, and the other is at odds with them all.One knows that the other party will become the most terrible disaster but has always tolerated it, and the other restrains his own nature and pretends to be harmless.They love each other, yet are fundamentally opposed to each other, always trying to convince each other.And the final result is that nothing can be changed.

Even if there was a brief and beautiful intersection, in the end, their futures are still divergent, and they will never be able to stay together.

"I don't compare you to a summer day

You have flowing seasons and harsh winters

Ice and snow and magma flowing through your eyes

They are all appeals from the abyss"

"A step from the window,

He brushes the hair off his cloak

He pointed to the ice peak outside the window and swore:

' go to sleep honey

I will come again like an avalanche'"

Serra put away her book and stood up, smiling at him.

"Last time it seemed we hadn't said goodbye properly? Then..."

She leaned over and kissed his cheek tenderly, whispering.

"—Goodbye, Charles."

Then she got up without looking back, walked past the round table and the long corridor, nodded politely and smiled at the bodyguard who opened the door for her, and quickly disappeared at the end of the alley.

"Failed?" Eric asked lazily as he walked to the table and sat down with a glass of yellow beer.

Charles raised his head and stared at the handsome Jew, his face gradually became serious, almost warning.

"Don't try to use her, Eric," his voice was unusually deep, "you are starting a war."

Eric sneered, "Use her?" He seemed to see something interesting, and his smile deepened.

"My friend, it seems that in your heart, our mutant lady is more like a wild and unruly cat, right?"

Charles frowned, "Don't describe her like that."

"As for the war," Eric put down his glass, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Accept it or not, Charles," he said.

"—The war has already begun."

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……

Tensions escalated as Soviet missile carriers approached Cuba, and all diplomatic efforts for nuclear war failed.

Xiao is determined to provoke a third world war, so neither the human ZF nor the mutants will sit idly by.Eric responded to the war because he wanted revenge and killed Xiao, while Charles reversed his previous peaceful attitude in order to avoid war and protect innocent people.

Eric thinks that Charles' imagination is always too good, and it is completely acceptable to regard all human beings as Moira.But Charles thinks that Eric is too hostile to them and treats everyone as Shaw.One wants to fight the world, the other tries to fit in with it—this is the first time they have been so divided, and neither can convince the other.

In order not to part ways on the eve of the battle, they tacitly chose to avoid this issue.

From the air force base, they took Hank, a fighter plane designed by a scientist now known as "The Beast", to Cuba, along with Soviet and American submarines throughout the area.On the plane, Charles noticed that Shaw's men occupied the "Aral Sea" and killed all the crew members, wanting to provoke a war in the name of the Soviet Union.Charles responded immediately, controlling the Soviet Union's navy and sinking the Aral Sea, which had become a puppet, avoiding a two-front battle.

The lack of any response from radar and sonar proved that Shaw must be underwater.They let the sound wave dive into the sea, use the sound wave to explore the submarine, and he actually found it.

Eric tried his best to control the underwater submarine and transport it out of the water.All the soldiers who saw this scene were stunned—this was the first time they faced the power of mutants directly, beyond any laws of physics, beyond the limits of what humans can achieve.

And Xiao's subordinates also counterattacked. The mutants who could control the airflow directly knocked their fighter planes into the air, including their submarines, and landed on the beach of a nearby small island.Fortunately, although both the submarine and the plane crashed, there were no casualties.

At the same time, Charles hacked into the minds of Shaw's men, knowing that he was absorbing nuclear energy at this moment, turning himself into a terrible bomb.And they must find him and stop him, otherwise all the previous efforts will be in vain-he will become the fuse and the ultimate beneficiary of the world war.

Charles was in the plane, watching the red devils, angels, and mutants controlling the airflow outside the submarine, he turned his head and looked at Eric, "He shielded me...he is in a place where I can't sense The place we have come to - we must find him and stop him from absorbing energy!"

Unexpectedly, even though the enemy was close at hand, Eric appeared extraordinarily calm, unhurried, and even showed a meaningful smile.

"I'll find him and kill him... of course, Charles, that's what I'm here for."

Charles was taken aback for a moment, "Eric, you..."

Just like all the navy soldiers who noticed the unusualness at this moment, the handsome mutant also looked up to the sky, his light blue eyes gleaming with the sharp light of a blade in the sunlight.

"Xiao... I'm not the only enemy."

Charles looked up—

A fighter jet skimmed across the sky, and a familiar figure jumped down from it, the speed became slower and slower, and finally, it successfully landed on the vast sea, but did not sink, as if it was not a piece of blue and deep oceans, but flat land.

She stepped on the water as if she was walking on the ground, and walked towards them slowly.

Charles's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly he turned his head and grabbed Eric's collar. It was the first time he was so angry at his friend, and shouted almost angrily, "She shouldn't be here! You shouldn't have let her come —After today everyone will know about the existence of mutants, and you put her in such a dangerous situation! How dare you!—”

Eric sneered, pulled his hand away, smoothed his collar slowly, and then looked at the woman strolling on the beach——

"You want to protect her now?—what a ridiculous idea, my friend."

"But I have an unfinished bet with her, Charles—and this time, she came here voluntarily."

He smiled at her, nodding gracefully.

"Welcome to our war, Miss Milt."

The author has something to say: make trouble on the beach.Anyone want to see the wheelchair play?