Marvel Reverses Wolverine Chapter 129

  Chapter 129 Destined fate?

  The howling snowy cold wind raised her golden long hair.

  Emma Frost is wearing a one-piece white suit. Although she looks graceful and exquisite, she looks so thin and fragile in the snowy Himalayas.

  In contrast, the red devil Asazo, who was wearing a black fur coat, a sable hat and leather gloves,

  Emma didn't care about the severe cold.

  Her fair and smooth skin that even faintly reveals a crystal luster looks exceptionally well-matched on the snow-capped peak, like a snow queen ruling this place.

   Asazo took Emma and a huge wooden box that was the size of a container, and teleported to the mountain gate of this quaint wooden and stone temple building.

  He was wrapped too tightly, only his bright red cheeks were exposed, and he said tremblingly:

   "This is it, Karma Taj."

  James took the initiative to refill half a cup of tea for Master Gu Yi. As the old Chinese saying goes, "The wine should be full, and the tea should be light."

  It was still the same side hall with a square courtyard. The two stood facing each other and drank hot tea. This time, the water used to make the tea was the clean spring water that James had found after flying around the snowy area, which was similar to the situation of Shengshui Peak.

   But there was no geothermal temperature, so he directly cut out a cube of ice with a bone blade and brought it back.

  Drinking the new tea brewed with familiar water quality, the Supreme Master nodded imperceptibly, and the long platinum hair was evenly scattered behind him without any mess.

   "Master Ancient One, did you ever think about sealing me up completely that day?"

   James gave a rare sly smile, and said casually in a mocking tone.

  Ever since breaking the "void" and having the power of "seeing God" and the ultimate physical body, James once thought that even though he was still far from being truly powerful in this world, at least no one could do anything to him.

  Mage Gu Yi proposed the means of sealing and exile, which made him realize again that he was still far from the ordinary ideal of "peace of mind".

   "Think about it."

  The smile on James's face stopped abruptly, and the black stone teacup he just raised was also on his lips, and Gu Yi continued:

   "Master Wang and Master Casilis have both 'complained' against you. You often violate the library rules and many of Karma Taj's precepts. Maybe it will be much better to seal it for ten days and a half."

   Gudong

  James finally drank the tea in his cup with peace of mind, but his desire to master the "spell" that suits him as soon as possible became stronger and stronger.

"I have already talked about Kama Taj's way of life, at least in my stage as the supreme mage, the mystic organization will not get involved in matters that have nothing to do with mystic affairs, and this discussion is based on mutual trust, you are willing to let me go The seal of Emperor Weishan can only be completed if there is an opportunity to do it, and this is also the first time I have completed this technique."

   "Your stage?"

  James keenly felt another layer of meaning hidden in this sentence. It seemed that the "profession" of the Supreme Mage had more secrets.

  "Naturally, Agamotto, the first supreme mage, was born in ancient times. He is the son of the goddess Oxite. He was born from a tear of her, and possesses enormous mysterious power."

"After forming the Trinity Visandi with Oshit and Hoggs, the inheritance of Karma Taj mystics continued from generation to generation. For a long time, when human civilization was still ignorant, even some Races or beings from outside the territory take on the title of Supreme Mage."

   James' eyes were vaguely thinking about something, seeing Gu Yi casually said at last:

   "So one day someone will replace me and become the new supreme mage."

  He suddenly thought of the legend of the Asgardian protoss about Ragnarok, which seemed to James to be a somewhat weird story.

   It is true that the real eternity in this world is extremely unknown, so it is normal for even the Protoss to perish in infinite time one day.

  But the story of the Twilight of the Gods has been circulated in a rigid manner, and judging from the records of Kama Taj, the Asa protoss firmly believe in the truth of this scene, rather than some kind of open-minded mentality of life and death.

  It seems that the gods of Asgard understood the day and process of their own destruction and demise very early on, just like the ancient one mage has a mysterious and mysterious understanding of his own destiny.

  James was pondering about the twists and turns of these mysterious forces, but he heard Gu Yi suddenly whisper softly:

   "Please let them in."

  She looked at herself out of focus, as if she was looking at an unknown distance, and her voices overlapped, echoing like empty valleys.

   Just for a moment, Fu looked into James' eyes again and said:

   "Your friend is here."

  The young mage Casilis is a direct student of the supreme mage, and besides the ancient one, Wang mage, and a few highly qualified mages, he is also the most outstanding new mage.

  He was wearing a dark red pleated robe, and he was guarding outside the mountain gate of Kama Taj with a few mages.

  Cassilis suddenly turned his cheeks, as if he was listening to something, his face changed a few times, he withdrew the secret technique streamer that was brewing in his hand, opened the way to the door, and said indifferently and simply:

   "The supreme mage is welcome."

Emma and Asazuo looked around the ancient temple curiously. Approaching from the pale red stone gate, there was a relatively small courtyard, which looked more like two unknown ancient trees with a huge canopy planted in the courtyard. The tree is huge.

  Although they are on the extremely cold snow-covered peaks, they are still so tall and green. The temperature inside Karma Taj is cool and comfortable, and there is even a slight breeze.

  Asazuo took off his fur cloak, and felt that there was no suitable place to teleport it, so he had to put it on his hand.

  Compared to his inconspicuous and off-kilter appearance, Emma has a very good bearing, and her refined appearance and figure have attracted the attention of passing mages.

  On the training ground outside the main hall, James walked over with a smile, and said heartily:

   "Why are you here?"

   "Emma misses you Daddy!"

  Asazuo bared his teeth and laughed loudly. Emma didn't look at him, but looked at James with a flushed face and said:

   "I have something important to let you know, and I brought some gifts. I made a selection. It should be something that the mages here will like."

In the hut where James lived alone, Emma's long legs walked around in a few steps. She looked around the bluestone floor, a wooden bed that was barely big enough for James to lie down on, a wooden table, a few blankets, and Nothing.

  Miss Frost did not expect that although life has never been luxurious, James, who is so rich that he has already integrated quality and sophistication into a hand-polished gemstone lighter, would live in a particularly comfortable and contented life here.

   "Charles Xavier organized a team of mutants called the X-Men, intending to use the power of mutants to do some so-called 'good things' for the general public in order to deal with the 'awakening proposal'."

  Emma didn't exchange much pleasantries, and explained the major changes that have taken place in the Mutant Power Research Institute concisely and clearly.

   "Once this is done, the mutants will be completely exposed to the eyes of the general public. This is not our plan."

   "Hehe, it doesn't conflict with our plan. What do you think my ultimate goal is?"

  James looked at Emma's beautiful face with a smile, pulled her to sit beside him, and continued:

   "I never thought of hiding the secrets of the mutants. You know this, but the world I want completely accepts, agrees with, and even looks up to us."

   "And it won't take a few years. Judging from the still-increasing probability of genetic mutations, the secrets of mutants will soon no longer be kept at the top of the governments of various countries. Professor Xavier's naive idea can be used to test the waters."

  He subconsciously stroked Emma's thigh, feeling that it was much plumper.

   "Whether Charles does well or not, the results are just an experiment, and it can also bring out the attitude and secret methods of the upper class in the United States. That Hoover may not be happy recently, right?"

   "He went crazy all over the world, and the proposal of the 'Awakening Plan' caught him off guard."

   Emma's face turned red again, and she whispered in James' ear.

"This director is considered a character. He has controlled the intelligence department of the American government for decades, but he is not an opponent. It is just an object that we may encounter on our road and needs to be eliminated. Continue to advance according to the rhythm. I guess Ze When Professor Vail starts getting in trouble, the timing is about right."

  After finally communicating the business, Emma gently pushed James' shoulder to stand up, and took a step back. Her right index finger suddenly turned into a diamond, and she whispered charmingly:

   "I know you like plump ones. Recently, your body shape has changed a bit. Try it to see if it suits your taste."

   As she spoke, the diamond-like sharp fingertips slid across the one-piece suit. Even though her whole body hadn't turned into a diamond shape, Emma's body was still white and tender.

   Akira dazed James' eyes.

  FBI Headquarters, in the director's office.

  Edgar Hoover, who hadn't been in his old camp for a long time, sat quietly in the armchair. There was no light in the room, only the shutters showed a slight gap, allowing the light and moonlight outside to penetrate.

  Silver light hit his face, and Director Hoover, who had regained a certain amount of youth, also recovered many things that he thought he could let go.

  He smoked cigarettes one after another, one after another, completely ignoring the doctor's stern advice half a year ago.

   There are many things that I was obsessed with when I was young but had no conditions to enjoy, and now I can re-experience it again and again.

   This feeling, the feeling of being alive again, made him firm in his thoughts.

  President John F. Kennedy met with that mutant professor with powerful telepathic power a few days ago, which is different from his meeting with that Dr. Luther.

  The black man who was clamoring all over the world suddenly became no threat at all. Compared with the current brand-new world, the issue of the rights and interests of black people in the United States has become shit.

   Edgar Hoover understood that it was time to need himself again.

   Time to right the wrong direction for this country.

  (end of this chapter)

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