This Dark Phoenix Is Such a Loser

"Watch out!"

Seeing Jean's move, Charles immediately called out a warning.

Although he was an Omega-level telepathic mutant, Charles still instinctively sensed danger from the power Jean was unleashing.

After all, his ability could only control the consciousness and thoughts of others.

But Jean Grey was different.

Not only could she do the same things he could, she could even use her mind to interfere with the physical world... telekinesis, in other words. If she wanted to, a single thought could tear apart, disintegrate, or reassemble any material.

At that moment, Jean merely had a thought.

The entire corridor before her seemed to have been violently crushed by an invisible force, and the surrounding walls immediately began to crack and collapse.

A massive psychic storm shredded all matter ahead of it, swept up the debris, and surged forward. At a glance, it looked like a chaotic cloud of golden-red dust, rushing toward them with an aura of destruction.

"Charles!"

As one of the First X-Men, Darwin reacted quickly and immediately stepped in front of Charles.

In that critical moment, Darwin had no time to consider whether he himself would be in danger.

He only knew that he had to stand in front of Charles.

Darwin raised both arms before him as his mutant ability activated wildly. His skin rapidly hardened and thickened, turning into a dense layer of keratin as he tried to block the terrifying torrent of telekinesis.

Yet at that crucial moment—

A somewhat doubtful voice suddenly came from beside them.

"Uh... that's it?"

Along with those words, Fang Mo calmly took a step forward from the side and lightly pointed ahead with one finger.

"Dankū."

His faint voice rang out, and a massive wall of light appeared out of nowhere.

The surging psychic storm slammed into it