She showed mercy to ordinary underlings, but there was no need to hold back against this guy who had lived for who knew how long. With one kick, even though Nightcrawler was not known for his strength and had teleported away from most of the impact, he was still sent flying more than thirty meters by Jean, empowered by the Phoenix Force, crashing straight through two large trees.
Madelyne restrained her telepathy, while Cyclops mixed energy-beam attacks into his close combat from time to time. The Mutant called Banshee was also desperately interfering with her nervous system.
The last middle-aged man with black hair slapped the ground with a wicked expression. Several large trees in the distance seemed to come alive, stretching out their branches to wrap around Jean before triggering a massive explosion.
The tremendous blast sent countless tourists into a panic. They thought Disneyland had suffered a terrorist attack.
"We're leaving." Cyclops turned to go.
The black-haired middle-aged man grinned smugly. "You don't seem to care much about your old flame, do you?"
Cyclops sneered. "Black Tom Cassidy, you don't understand Jean. Your tree-explosion ability can't kill her."
As if in response, Jean's voice rang out from the center of the explosion.
"He's right. That kind of attack really can't hurt me. Sorry to disappoint you." The mature beauty did not have so much as a speck of dust on her. The explosion looked earth-shattering, but in reality, it was useless.
"Is your old flame always this arrogant?" Seeing that his attack had failed to harm the enemy, the Mutant named Black Tom grew a little angry.
"Her aura is rising rapidly. Banshee! Interfere with her!" Madelyne cast aside her white-lotus act and shouted the order.
The blond young man had barely made a move when he discovered