[X-Men + East Side Witches] Pagan

Hearing Pietro's words, Greta buried her face in the opponent's chest and did not recover for a long time.

It has to be said that if a child picks up his sister, he is much more ferocious than ordinary people.

But fortunately, Pietro didn't have too much entanglement with this sentence. After the two embraced each other in silence for a while, they finally remembered that there was still something to do.

"Greta, I..." Pietro wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the girl.

"Let's talk about it when we go back." She raised a finger with a tense expression. She didn't escape directly to gamble to see if other people would come down again. After all, it seemed that Joan and Wolfe were in The status in this strange organization is too low, and she has almost no right to speak, so she needs to wait for someone more powerful than them to come.

Whether the bet is right or not, Greta herself does not know.

Pietro nodded, and then alertly heard new footsteps. Although they were not heavy, they were not something a child could make. He patted the girl on the shoulder to tell her to be calm, and he rushed out like flying , In a moment, he ran back.

"It's a man, but not that Barbie."

As soon as this remark came out, the two showed puzzled expressions at the same time. There are not many adults in this place, and even that muscular Wolfe looks like a teenager. Who else could be called a man?

They pondered for a while, and suddenly they had a flash of inspiration: "It's Goering?!"

"You are indeed here." As soon as the two finished speaking, the man named Goring suddenly walked in front of them with a smile.

"Go!" Greta threw herself into Pietro's arms, covered his eyes with her hands, and then she yelled at him, "Back!"

Immediately, Goering was forced to take a few steps back by a force.

However, he showed no anger, instead he showed a strange smile: "Barbie has been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened a passage under the bookcase.

"I can't run fast!" Pietro said in a panic, and then he felt that his feet were empty, and he lost his center of gravity and went directly from the already underground castle to a deeper place.

All he can do is hug the girl tightly.

The two people didn't know how long they fell, and after about a few seconds, they fell directly into the water.

The cold underground water flooded her throat and choked into her trachea. Greta's consciousness was instantly shattered by the water. For a moment, her eyes were completely dark. Shen.

Until Pietro pulled her out of the water.

The boy's face was full of anxiety. The area of ​​this piece of groundwater was small, but the depth of the water couldn't be measured, and the lighting was insufficient. The deeper it got, the darker it was. He almost missed the girl's hand.

"Greta?!" The moment Pietro fell into the water, he subconsciously hugged the girl tightly, but the huge impact still scattered the two of them. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, dived into the water and hugged the girl, and passed out temporarily. The other party, "Are you okay? Where is the injury?"

After a while, the girl inhaled the air outside which was slightly warmer than the groundwater, and suddenly woke up coughing violently.

The feeling after drowning was very painful. Greta turned over and got up, pushed Pietro away and lay on the edge of the water, retching for a long time, her stomach was overwhelmed, and her lungs were still hurting and itchy. She was neither inhaling nor exhaling, she coughed Tears came out, clutching the wet clothes on his chest, his eyes turned black.

The witch was afraid of the lack of light and the coldness. Greta's face was pale, and she felt the temperature in her body was passing away rapidly.

"I, can we go up?" The girl stopped coughing, and was helped up by the other party trembling. They didn't know how deep the cave was. Looking up, it was at least as high as ten floors. The opening of the hole fell down, and there was no lighting effect at all.

Pietro tried it and shook his head: "No, the ability of mutants can be suppressed here."

Greta saw a candlestick carved out of stone by the water, and the short candles on it were still unburned, so she waved her hand and lit the candle with her last strength, then took a breath, wiped the water on her face, and stood up. stand up.

Pietro took off his waterproof jacket and draped it over the girl, while he wore only a thin white T-shirt.

"That signal device should be buried in the rocks." Pietro looked up to the top of the cave where they were, and he saw a thing that was blinking. He picked the corner of his mouth, "It didn't make any progress."

Greta looked at the annunciator and tried with her own strength, trying to crush it, but the annunciator didn't budge.

"No, I don't have the strength right now." She shook her head, "It may take a while to take it off."

"It's okay, let's go to another place first." Pietro put his arms around the girl with one arm, his face relaxed, "Can you go? If you can't, I'll hug you."

Greta gently pushed him away and whispered, "Of course."

What they didn't expect was that this underground space was really huge, so big that it seemed that even half of the mountain had been hollowed out. Except for the deep pool at the beginning, which was still open, after they walked for a while, they came Entered a deep corridor, but wall lamps were installed in this place, which finally made this weird place look a bit modern.

The cold wind was blowing from nowhere, and Greta was still cold in her coat, and her lips gradually turned blue.

"This place looks familiar." Pietro ran back from the front. It was the first time he felt such a slow running with his superpower blocked, and he was not used to it. It’s the same way to walk in the laboratory.” He took the girl’s hand, and it was cold to the touch, so he clenched it tighter, and he held her tightly with the other hand, and the two walked along the corridor.

Pietro stopped and walked, looking around: "If I'm not mistaken, there should be a row of bookshelves at the turn at the entrance in front."

So the two continued to walk, and when they reached the intersection ahead, they turned a corner, and sure enough, a huge bookcase appeared in front of them.

Greta frowned: "Why is it the same as Hank's laboratory?"

"It's not just a laboratory," Pietro said. "This underground castle is a smaller version of Xavier."

The two of them looked at each other, feeling chills all over their bodies.

"They built a Xavier?" Greta asked incredulously, "and then they recruited a bunch of mutants?"

"It's like a mirror, Xavier is up and they are down, but unlike Xavier, they want mutants to occupy the earth."

Greta took two steps back and leaned against the bookcase: "They want...to eliminate humans."

She swallowed, feeling the fear.

"I can feel that this place is colder than other places. It's not because it's underground, but because it's full of death, misfortune, and disaster. Compared with this place, witches are nothing to mention."

"Goering sent us here for a reason. If he wanted to control us or kill us, he would do it directly, unless there is something in this underground laboratory that we must see," Pietro said. "Or we'll die at the sight of it."

"And there is no doubt that he will die, after all, he is not sure to kill us. But... he plus so many mutants, and Barbie, why did he have to let us go underground?" Greta frowned, a little puzzled .

Pietro shook his head: "Don't think about it if you can't figure it out, let's go inside and have a look."

Greta moved her finger, and then put it down weakly: "If my ability recovers, I can see what's inside without going in."

Pietro glanced at her, with deep dimples on his face, and continued to walk deeper with his arms around her.

With this Xavier 'native' around, their expedition took only a short time.

I have to say that if Goering really made this place, he's a complete freak.When Pietro was bored, he would run hundreds of times a day in Xavier's castle, so he was familiar with every plant, tree, and even every brick and tile there.

And now in this ghostly place, not only every blade of grass, every tree, every brick and tile is the same as Xavier, but also the traces of objects after being bumped and worn have been restored to a large extent. If it is not because the sun cannot shine here, Pete Luo even thought that he fell directly from the ground back to Xavier.

The further they walked, the more frightened they became.

They walked around the long corridor and came to a closed door. It seemed to be a research room behind the frosted glass, but they couldn't see clearly inside.

Pietro went up to touch the material of the door, and said, "This is an airtight explosion-proof door, it is difficult for us to open." He sighed with some regret, "If it wasn't for the weakened ability, I could directly shake it to pieces. "

"I know you're amazing." Greta patted him on the shoulder, "Let's think of another way."

"That's for sure. There is no other way to go here, so Goring must be trying to lure us here." Pietro smiled while holding the corner of his mouth. "It's all here, is there any way to open the door?"

At this time, the girl noticed that there was an identification device next to the airtight door. She observed it curiously for a moment. Finger heart rate detector.

"Is this for opening the door?" Pietro leaned over to have a look, his face full of suspicion.

Greta stretched out her hand: "Try it, it's all here, the key to open the door is either me or you."

Pietro nodded, removed the goggles from his forehead and put them on, and let the girl hide behind him: "I'll try it first, if it doesn't work, you can come again."

"What if some monster is locked inside?" Greta asked half-jokingly.

Pietro said with a smile: "Then I'll let it eat first, you run quickly."

With that said, the boy stretched out his index finger and put it into the detector.

Then he felt something tapped his fingertips, and when he withdrew his hand again, there was a red spot.

"What's going on?" Greta wanted to see what the hell the machine was, but was stopped by the other party.

"I guess we made the right bet," Pietro said.

Sure enough, with his voice, the door of the laboratory slowly opened, revealing the experimental equipment inside.

As they expected, even the furnishings behind the door were not much different from Hank's laboratory. There were no monsters, Frankenstein, traps or attacks. It was just an ordinary laboratory.But the difference from Hanke's laboratory is that there is an extra huge cabinet filled with specimen bottles, to be precise, it is filled with specimens soaked in liquid medicine.

There was even a whole person soaked in a huge specimen bottle.

Although Hank is also a scientist, he is not so keen on placing hundreds of specimens.

"Do you think the content of their research will be the same?" Greta boldly guessed with a flash of inspiration.

Pietro walked to the work table, looked at the densely written and rigorous notes on the notebook, and looked around, with a somewhat condensed expression, he affirmed: "It should be in the same field, but... there is a problem."

"what is the problem?"

"It seems that no one has been here for a long time." Pietro stretched out his hand, and the fingertips that had just touched the book were covered with dust.

At this time, Greta noticed that all the equipment in the laboratory was covered with dust, the corners of the books were slightly yellow, and some handwriting was even blurred.

Everything here should have been shelved for a long time, and no one has touched it for a long time.

"There are no monsters, and they haven't been cut in half by high-energy lasers, so there must be something Goring wants in here." Pietro said, "But there are so many, it's not easy to find..."

"It should be this thing," Pietro pointed at the notebook with his finger, "I was researching a very important content before, and almost all the scientific researchers and scientific mutants in the world were studying it, but this person, he pushed forward faster, more comprehensive, maybe even better than Hank."

"So Göring..." Greta frowned, "He meant..."

"Let's open the door for him, and he'll take the ready-made research results," Pietro said, "Maybe he's on his way now."

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