Chapter 487
Psylocke was completely blamed for being sucked unconscious.
After the battle, Polaris and the others wanted to reveal their identities and explain their purpose, but Psylocke took advantage of their unpreparedness and tried to escape.
Can we let her escape?
The Rogue made her move, instantly stunning her with her sucking technique, and then revealed her identity to Caliban, whom she thought was doomed.
What does it mean to find a way out of a desperate situation?
What does it mean for things to turn around after reaching their lowest point?
What does it mean to turn misfortune into blessing?
That's it!
After learning their identities and origins, Caliban agreed without hesitation and even expressed his gratitude to them.
What's a mere Psylocke? As long as we can get on Void Island, we'd be happy with Psylocke, even ten Psylocke.
Besides, Psylocke had just tried to escape on her own, so Caliban had even less reason to be reluctant to part with her.
Well, neither Psylocke nor Caliban are exactly good people, so this can be considered a mutual sacrifice and mutual benefit, right?
P. S.: I don't know why, but every time I write about Psylocke, I can't help but want to torture her a little.
"Hmm..." A low moan escaped her lips. The stuffy air and the slightly scorching sand on her body made the newly awakened Psylocke feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Before she could even furrow her brow, she was shocked to find herself lying on the beach.
Where am I?
Seaside? Beach?
Why am I here?
Memories quickly surfaced as she awoke; she remembered them all.
Three bitches came to cause trouble. She lost, Caliban lost, and she tried to escape, but one of the bitches bumped into her.
Then I felt my life force rapidly slipping away.
Then she fainted.
Having figured out the reason, Psylocke immediately stood up, supporting herself with her hands on the ground, and then...
Where are my clothes?
I want my dark-themed outfit!
"You're awake." A lazy, magnetic voice came from behind her.
Psylocke covered herself with her hands and suddenly turned around, only to see a man lying lazily on a recliner with his eyes half-closed.
The scene of the beach, the waves, and the man dozing leisurely made Psylocke momentarily lose herself in a daze.
Then, she asked warily, "Who are you? Where is this? And... where are my clothes?"
"Smack!"
Su Quan snapped his the Snap, and a set of clothes appeared out of thin air on Psylocke.
"These aren't my clothes!"
Psylocke took a slight step back in surprise, then realized that the clothes she was wearing were not her usual dark-themed outfits, but a dark purple leather uniform.
To her surprise, although the clothes were made of leather, they were very breathable. They were not stuffy at all, but rather had a slight coolness to them.
"Caliban has sold you to me. You now have two choices."
"One, accept your fate and follow me obediently from now on; two, resist, and as long as you defeat me, you will gain your freedom."
"You only get one chance. The choice is yours."
Su Quan spoke lazily, as if he didn't care at all about her choice.
In fact, there's really nothing to care about, because from the moment Psylocke was targeted by Su Quan, she had no choice.
Aside from herself, no one would believe she could defeat Su Quan.
Once she learns Su Quan's true identity, she won't believe she can defeat Su Quan!
Therefore, Su Quan did not reveal his identity.
After Polaris and the others finished reporting the situation, they went about their own business. Lauren and the teenage Storm followed them back to the villa.
Su Quan was too lazy to move, so he stayed to continue basking in the sun and waited for Psylocke to wake up.
Oh, right—
Fearing that the weather was too hot and the unconscious Psylocke might suffocate, Su Quan kindly removed her dark-colored clothes, which looked incredibly hot, and helped her sunbathe to prevent uneven tanning.
"If I beat you, you'll let me go?" Psylocke asked eagerly.
"Um."
Su Quan responded with a lazy, nasal tone.
"My knife..."
Psylocke tentatively spoke, but before the other party could make any move, she heard a whoosh, and her own knife appeared out of thin air and landed on the beach in front of her.
Psylocke bent down to pick up the knife, while simultaneously scanning her surroundings to make sure no one else was around.
Although we don't know the man's identity, where we are, or the background and other details.
But she knew this was her only chance!
"Drink!"
The moment she stood up, Psylocke gripped her swords with both hands, moving like a tiger descending a mountain or a swift cheetah, and slashed directly at Su Quan, who was yawning and squinting on the recliner.
The sharp blade flashed with a cold, chilling light, and with lightning speed and immense force, it struck Su Quan in the abdomen.
"Bite!"
A crisp, metallic clanging sound rang out. Psylocke felt a sharp pain in her wrist, her hand went numb, and the knife in her hand nearly flew out of her grasp.
"Impossible!"
Psylocke stared in disbelief, her full-force strike failing to leave even the slightest mark on her opponent!
Even if someone has abs, and even if they have really hard abs, they can't possibly withstand a sharp weapon, right?
"Bite!"
"Combat detected. Reward dropped: Psionic Energy (Psylocke)"
Psylocke's main ability is to use psychic energy to create psychic weapons such as psychic daggers, psychic whip chains, and psychic Katana.
Simply put, it's about using spiritual energy, or psionic energy, to materialize weapons!
The stronger the psionic power, the stronger the objects that can be materialized.
This is somewhat similar to the Green Lantern Ring of the Green Lantern Corps next door, but one is psionic energy and the other is Willpower, but broadly speaking, they are both mental energy.
"Ding ding ding!"
"Ding ding ding!"
Su Quan remained unmoved, not even opening his eyes, but Psylocke stubbornly continued to slash at him with her knife!
If we only consider the angle of hitting Su Quan, Psylocke is definitely the number one in the last few decades!
It's just a pity...
A flurry of actions, but the output is zero to five...
Su Quan didn't lose a single hair, but Psylocke was so shocked by her own actions that her hands and arms ached and felt numb.
Humiliation!
This is a blatant humiliation!
"I refuse to believe it!"
Psylocke gritted her teeth, purple light shone in her hands, she leaped high into the air, gripping the psionic dagger that had materialized out of thin air, and plunged it heavily into Su Quan's heart.
"Bite!"
A familiar cracking sound reached her ears as the psionic dagger in Psylocke's hand shattered into pieces. Then, a surge of power erupted, sending her flying.
"Bang!"
Dozens of meters away, the Psylocke landed on the beach in a graceful, swooping motion.
"This angle... hmm, not bad!" Su Quan glanced at it with his eyelids slightly open, and his lips... oh no, his arm rose.
"Call out--"
A purple psionic whip suddenly lashed out at Psylocke, wrapping around her neck as she raised it.
Psylocke's expression changed, and she instinctively reached for the restraints around her neck, but a tremendous force threw her backward to the ground and then dragged her away quickly.
The fluttering Psylocke, kicking and thrashing, carved a long furrow in the sand, splashing itself with sand, before finally landing next to Su Quan's deck chair.