"Schiller went to the battlefield too?" Magneto repeated Professor X's words, then fell into thought.
"Did you look into what happened?" he asked again.
"No, I can't disturb them right now." Professor X said, "If they really encountered some danger in the mental world, interfering with their brainwaves now could very likely cause unforeseeable and serious consequences."
Magneto's expression darkened further, because he knew that Charles never exaggerated when it came to matters within his field. If Charles believed the battle in the mental world had become so urgent that it could not tolerate any interference, then that had to be the case.
"While they were in the Andromeda galaxy, Earth was attacked again?"
"Who are their enemies?" Magneto asked.
Professor X shook his head. "I can't tell for now, but judging from its form, it doesn't seem like an ordinary Demon God. It may be a monster born within the mental world."
"Specifically targeting the mind?"
"That should be the case."
"You can't help?"
Professor X sighed softly. "That is precisely the problem. To know whether I can help, I have to interrupt them—at the very least, find a way to communicate with them. But if my communication distracts them and causes serious consequences, then we..."
Magneto understood what Professor X was worried about.
Although the Mutants and the Avengers, who represented ordinary humans, appeared to be on fairly good terms now, they both knew very well that they were outsiders to one another.
Mutants and ordinary humans shared common interests in some respects, but in others, they would never truly come together. They helped each other, but they also guarded against each other.
That meant they had to follow standard procedures as strictly as strangers would. Otherwise, if anything went wrong, it would be easy for someone to