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Tony Stark's eyes flickered violently. He roughly understood that this guy's real body had always been by the sea, which was why he was dressed like this.
As for the high-dimensional projection that appears here?
As the other's figure became increasingly ethereal, Tony Stark suddenly shouted.
"How can I see you again?!"
"I left behind a few Miracle Cards in this world. Whether you can find them depends on your luck."
"Wait, what does the Miracle Card look like?!" Tony Stark asked hurriedly.
Unfortunately, no one can answer this question anymore, because that incredibly mysterious being has completely vanished from his and Ethan's sight.
It was still the same cave, and everything was still the same as before, but at this moment, the atmosphere was completely different.
After an unknown amount of time, Tony Stark sighed and said, "I feel like I've been in this cave for hundreds of years."
Suddenly, gods have appeared. Does that make sense? Of course it does!
Moreover, judging from the implication of his words, his status is definitely no lower than that of God; he might even be the supreme being in some mythology.
My head is buzzing non-stop.
Dr. Ethan remained silent. The shock of God's descent into the world, the blow of God being a coward—this believer truly didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment.
Chapter Seventy-Four: The Power of the Phoenix
At the seaside, Badr was enjoying a rare moment of leisure.
Beside him, the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, was still wearing her monk's robes, which seemed out of place among the other men and women in bikinis on the beach. Strangely, no one seemed to notice anything amiss.
Or rather, no one could perceive the presence of Baldr and the Ancient One.
"The Miracle Card, what a twisted sense of humor."
"Just leaving a little surprise for those heroes."
For Baldr, once the plot unfolds, aside from the top-tier big bosses or god-level beings who appear as background characters, everyone else is trash.
Who cares about the plot? Who cares about that kind of thing?
I only watch a play occasionally.
Leaving behind a few so-called miracle cards to make the world a bit more lively isn't a bad thing.
The Ancient One naturally didn't care. She was protecting the entire Earth and didn't care much about the humans on Earth. As for the plot, who would care about that kind of thing after reading the script millions of times?
Suddenly, Gu Yi pointed upwards.
"Aren't you going to go see your clansman?"
"That crazy woman, now is not the time to meet her, I'll most likely be swallowed whole."
"Let's wait a little longer. When I take it a step further, it will be easier to hit her if she doesn't listen."
The Ancient One smiled and shook his head, saying no more. He closed his eyes and began to enjoy this rare moment of leisure.
Suddenly, Badr chuckled softly.
"The fish I caught has taken the bait, I'm going to go now."
Gu didn't raise his head or open his eyes, and simply said, "Do as you please."
For a Venerable Master who is eagerly awaiting retirement, laziness and indifference have become almost everything.
Without waiting for her reaction, Bader decisively got up.
On the beach, Jean Grey walked with a somewhat bewildered expression.
She felt a little strange because she had been cautious and even tried to defend herself against the terrifying power within her that she couldn't control at all, and her mind was already exhausted.
However, this morning, I suddenly had a strange feeling.
It seems there is someone who can help her resolve the problem of that power within her.
Jean Grey felt this was a strange, unreal feeling, but for some reason, she had left the academy and inexplicably ended up on this beach.
What puzzled her even more was that after she arrived at the beach, the strange guidance suddenly disappeared.
So, where is she now? What is she doing?
It highlights a sense of confusion and bewilderment.
Is it possible that you have already found what you are looking for?
A soft voice suddenly reached Jean Grey's ears.
Jean Grey's expression changed instantly. This method of transmitting words directly into the brain was a mental ability!
She herself is a psychic, though not a strong one, but she has Professor X, known as the king of psychic abilities, by her side, and he is extremely familiar with this ability.
"who!"
"come out!"
Its mental abilities instantly began to scan its surroundings with alertness.
However, strangely enough, her mental abilities seemed to suddenly stop working.
Unlike when facing Professor X, where he was suppressed by a higher-level mental ability, he simply disappeared.
Jean Grey's expression grew increasingly wary; there was probably an incredibly powerful expert here.
"Don't be so vigilant. Don't you feel that the thing inside you has calmed down now?"
Upon hearing this, Jean Grey's initial wariness instantly turned into shock.
This guy actually knows what's inside his body.
Even more terrifying, she silently sensed that the terrifying power within her body had actually subsided somewhat.
Even Professor X couldn't deal with this power; he could only temporarily shield it using the Mind Prison.
But now, that power has been inexplicably suppressed. What kind of method or ability is this?
Or is this a being far more powerful than the mutant Professor X, Bipolar?!
Jean Grey, filled with shock and awe, turned her gaze to a man not far away.
Like other men sunbathing on the beach, he wore beach shorts and a sun hat, looking very relaxed and not much different from other men in terms of attire. But at this moment, Jean Grey was quite certain that this was the mysterious person she had just spoken to.
The reason is simple: he's too handsome!
To be fair, Jean Grey has seen her fair share of handsome men. Cyclops Scott is a classic example of a handsome man, and Wolverine Logan is a wild type of handsome man, which suits the tastes of mature women.
But now, she still has to admit that the man in front of her, who looks like he's leisurely basking in the sun, is far more handsome than the other two.
This kind of handsomeness seems to have transcended the concept of human handsomeness; it's almost a skill, the kind of handsomeness that makes people unable to close their legs.
Jean Grey unconsciously touched her face, and sure enough, it was already red.
So, it must be this man!
She almost couldn't take it anymore, but not a single woman around her bothered her. She knew all too well how crazy normal women would be in the face of such a handsome man.
So, there's something wrong with this handsome guy, there's definitely something wrong with him!
Even though she knew this handsome guy was suspicious, and might even be an incredibly skilled fighter, Jean Grey's wariness inexplicably lessened a lot just because of his face.
She walked over and sat on a recliner that seemed to have been prepared for her in advance.
A glass of coconut juice was handed to her at just the right moment.
"How can you sunbathe without this?"
Jean Grey seemed to have given up, so she didn't refuse and directly took the coconut juice, enjoying it immensely.
Basking in the warm sun, with a gentle sea breeze blowing in your face, and occasionally sipping perfectly sweet coconut juice, this kind of environment easily makes one feel lazy.
The vigilance and apprehension in my heart also quietly vanished.
"It's been a long time since I've felt this relaxed, hasn't it?"
Jean Grey nodded lazily. The power within her was like a nuclear bomb that could explode at any moment. Easy? That kind of thing had nothing to do with her.
"The power of the Phoenix, that's the name of the power within you."
Phoenix Force?!
She knew about the phoenix, a mythical beast known for its beauty and holiness. However, the power within her had nothing to do with beauty and holiness; instead, it was filled with destruction and tyranny, which was quite incongruous with the name "Phoenix Power."
"The power of the phoenix is not simply a power of violence and destruction. Just like the phoenix, it is also divided into the sacred phoenix and the hellish phoenix."
"The reason you feel this force is too violent and out of control is simply because you have never wanted to truly communicate and get along with it; instead, you are full of fear and resistance."
"Put yourself in their shoes. What good impression would you have of someone who is constantly wary and resistant to you, or even someone who is always thinking about destroying you?"
Jean Grey's eyes widened instantly. She wasn't stupid; a fool couldn't possibly become a teacher at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.
"You mean, this power possesses its own thoughts and intelligence?!"
Instead of answering the question directly, Bader asked, "Would you like to see her?"
"A very unique and sexy girl."
Silence, long silence.
After thinking quietly for a long time, Jean Grey took a deep breath: "If possible, I would like to see him. Please help me."
"as you wish."
"Snapped!"
A snap of her fingers rang out of thin air, and instantly, Jean Grey's vision became blurry, as if her consciousness began to fall.
After an unknown amount of time, Jean Grey felt herself land.
I subconsciously looked around and saw a blank, monotonous, pure white space. Just being here made me feel a strange sense of emptiness and unease.
"Snapped!"
A large hand patted her on the shoulder.
"Let's go, the little girl is over there."
Even though it was only the first time we met today, for some reason, seeing Jean Grey made me feel much more at ease.
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