[X-Men + East Side Witches] Pagan

"I'll stop them." Back at Xavier, facing the coming Browning family, Greta only said one sentence, "This is a grievance between me and their family, since Goring got involved , then it must be ended by me."

Of course Pietro disagrees. If a girl is allowed to take risks alone, is he still a man?

Just as the two were arguing, the ground suddenly shook, and Hank suddenly reacted: "Our helicopter!"

Before he could finish speaking, the helicopter that had been parked on the tarmac was about to take off. Greta looked in that direction and stretched out his hand to block the violent wind brought by the propeller.

"There are students in the plane." Professor X sensed, "They were taken hostage by Goering."

"The Browning family is also nearby." Greta frowned, "I'm going to deal with Goring."

Pietro immediately said, "Let's go together."

"I can handle those two students. Goering's hypnosis is useless to me. But if you must go, then wait for me at the cabin door." The girl smiled, "Professor, the Browning family Those few small roles will be handed over to you."

Professor X looked at the girl's overly bright smile and nodded. He didn't say anything, but told them: "Be careful."

Greta quickly made an OK gesture.

"Let's go over there before the plane takes off." Greta patted the boy on the shoulder and spontaneously hugged his neck.

Pietro picked her up, and within a blink of an eye, he moved to the plane door.

And at this moment, he suddenly noticed something strange in the girl's eyes.

Her pupils seemed to flow, turning into a bottomless gully, pulling the boy's thoughts away in an instant.

At that moment, Pietro could hardly catch the girl, he let go of his hand uncontrollably, and his figure slowly fell.

In the distortion of his consciousness, he could only see that she turned around lightly and got on the plane, and then pushed him, the boy couldn't move, and fell to the ground stiffly.

Meanwhile, the helicopter ascended successfully.

Greta smiled at him, and witchcraft kept him a few meters away, then turned around and closed the cabin door.

There is a tarot card in the outer pocket of the boy's silver jacket, which is used by the girl in the last fortune-telling in the mall.

"Very polite, you actually know how to close the door."

Goring, who was flying the plane, didn't look back: "Why, did you throw that kid down?"

"Yeah," Greta smiled, "I can't ask him to come up to die with me, can I?"

With her hands behind her back, she walked slowly to the driver's seat, and looked at the two students who were obediently standing aside. They were both eleven or twelve years old. They looked familiar, but they might not have spoken to each other.

But Greta still waved her hand in front of them very kindly, uttering a sentence in Latin in a low voice.

"Don't think about breaking the hypnosis so early," Goring said. "What if the result of your spell is that they commit suicide? Are you afraid that I will set up a new anchor?"

The girl withdrew the spell and shut up.

According to Goering's insane virtue, it is really possible.

She couldn't make fun of the lives of these students.

In an instant the plane rose to a height that Pietro couldn't reach, Greta looked down through the window, and Xavier was blurred.

"Are you going to run away?" the girl asked.

"Isn't that a bit rude?"

"Haha, do you expect me to say, are you going to retreat strategically?" Greta found a random place and sat down firmly, "Those kids, what are you going to do?"

Goring snorted, and raised the corners of his mouth: "If they get the news of my escape, they will also run with me. Even if they can't escape, human beings will definitely not be able to suppress so many mutants at once."

"So that's how it is." Greta whispered, "You still hate humans?"

"Of course, if this world doesn't belong to mutants, then I will hate humans for a day." Goering turned his head, looked at the slender girl in a black top, and said with interest, "The reason for talking so much with me is to let Am I not going to kill you?"

"Of course not," Greta said, "I'm dead when I die, but these two students can't die."

Speaking of this, the girl suddenly smiled softly: "And even if I die, I will drag you to die with me."

She felt witchcraft and magic enveloping the whole of Xavier, her companions and the people she liked were inside, held back by a few disgusting Brownings.

Being a lone hero has never been her hobby, but there is no way.

Even if it is possible to die here, there is no way.

"Do you dare?" Goering flew the plane over the buildings, and he operated it leisurely, allowing the helicopter to shuttle among the buildings. Below were bustling cars and residential buildings. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner. The lights of Wanjia are flickering, that is every happy family, "In the city center, do you dare?"

Goering smiled triumphantly: "Those friends of yours, can they arrive before you die?"

Greta stopped talking, she silently calculated how long it would take to clean up those people, and how long it would take for herself to get support.

During the divination during the meal, she tried twice in a row, and the result was death, but she is not as strong as her aunt and mother, and she can predict who will be the end of the death. She doesn't want Pietro to face it directly. Dangerous, so I can only turn myself into a bait.

Greta thought for a moment, and realized that she was also afraid of death, and she wanted to get rid of this man as much as possible without getting hurt, but she didn't know how quickly they could get rid of the trash in Browning's house.

After falling from the plane, it took Pietro five or six minutes to wake up from the chaos of consciousness, but by the time he tried to catch up, the plane had already flown beyond his reach.

The boy clenched his fists, unable to tell what it was like in his heart.

He pulled out the Tarot card in his pocket, saw the patterns on it clearly, gritted his teeth, threw it on the ground, and then rushed directly to the top of the castle, quickly identifying the positions of several people.

The magic circle had just been activated, and the air was filled with the smell of decay or blood, which made people dizzy.

"Professor, those kids are about to run out." Jean frowned. "Are we going to rehab?"

"You go."

The next second, Pietro suddenly appeared in front of several people: "I'll take care of these annoying wizards."

"Where's Greta?" Kurt asked, "You...were not on the plane together?!"

"She pushed me off," Pietro said deadpan. "She's alone in her troubles now, and I'm going to help her after I get rid of these people."

Seeing that the boy's intense unhappiness had almost materialized, Professor X nodded and took the lead in finding a breakthrough from the southwest corner, and saw the wizard who was chanting a spell.

Pietro rushed up, grabbed the opponent by the throat, and threw him to the ground hard.

Then he rushed to another person, strangled him from behind, and then pushed his knees toward the person's lumbar spine——

The other party didn't say a word, and immediately lost consciousness.

The boy put on the wireless headset that the professor gave him before he left. After the third person was dealt with, the dizzy barrier suddenly collapsed, and he was able to use his abilities more freely, so he quickly knocked out the person occupying the Browning in the northeast corner.

When dealing with these four people, he did not attack lightly. Being able to save their lives was already the result of his keeping his sanity.

"You want to drive the helicopter to the sea?!" Greta was a little surprised when she realized what direction they were flying, "Don't you want to escape?"

Goering no longer had the elegant and easy-going look he had at the beginning. Although he was still smiling, there was a hint of madness in his expression.

"If you die, it will be a big loss for them."

Greta smiled: "Really? I don't take myself so seriously."

The city gradually became chaotic. Those young mutants, who were released from the final anchor because of Goering's escape, rushed out of the rehabilitation center and continued to attack humans.

They didn't fly so high that Greta could see them.

Goering's hatred for human beings cannot be resolved in a few words.

And he hates the X-Men and himself perhaps more than humans.

"But don't forget that Pietro is very fast." Greta said, "Even if you let Browning trap him with magic, he is still Quicksilver, the son of Magneto."

Göring's fingers operating the engine paused, and he smiled without a smile: "Then we have to see, is this world important, or you?"

Greta lowered her head, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Of course I'm not important. Do you think I will let my superhero boyfriend choose between me and the world like those strange women?" She Flattening the arc of the corner of the mouth, the voice was clear and cold, "Then you underestimate me too much."

She stood up, quickly chanted the spell, and shouted at the two students: "—Wake up!"

At the same time, the door of the cabin was suddenly opened!

It happened almost at the same time. At the same time as the two students suddenly disappeared, Goring suddenly grabbed the girl and held the dagger against her neck.

"Peter?!" Seeing the person in front of her, the girl exclaimed. She didn't seem to care about the danger she was in. "You came so soon."

The boy put his hands in his pockets and said blankly, "Your mother and sisters are here to help."

He glanced at Goering and smiled, "You won't be faster than whether you hurt her or I rescued her? You were locked up in Xavier for a while, are you stupid?"

Seeing the plane heading in the direction he wanted, Goering said grimly, "You don't think she has been hypnotized after staying with me for so long?"

As he spoke, he revealed the explosives on his waist.

"See? It's very simple to control her to press the detonator. Originally, I just wanted to let her be buried alone. I didn't expect you to be so anxious. There is no way."

Immediately afterwards, Jean and Kurt, who were located below the helicopter, saw the violent explosion of the helicopter in mid-air.

The author has something to say: ah, after a while, there will be another time...

I wrote a short story and it will be uploaded the day after tomorrow. This article will be finished in one more chapter.