Professor Charles's Sacrifice

The woman in gold and red looked at darkened Charles as if he were a pathetic creature. Her golden palm pointed at him, and an unmatched psychic force directly enveloped the entire space.

The battle in the mental world was raging, and the fighting in the real world and the intersecting world was just as fierce.

Captain America was decisive. Grabbing the potion, he charged toward the main building, which looked like a concentration camp but was actually still a school.

First, he feigned an opening and took down Nightcrawler, whose short-range teleportation was exceptional. Then he sent his shield flying and knocked out Storm, who had been preparing to unleash her ultimate move but, due to the different rules, had spent ages unable to summon lightning.

Finally, relying on his long legs, he left the slower Colossus behind.

Upon entering the main building, the scene changed again. Everything here was upside down. The walls bore both the original decorations of Xavier's School and Third Reich war slogans, all stitched together in a bizarre mismatch.

"Where's the basement?" Captain America panted heavily. Being besieged by a group of Mutants had drained his stamina quickly. Fortunately, the mind-controlled Mutants could not bring out much of their combat strength; otherwise, he never would have made it into the main building.

Studying the surroundings, he rapidly analyzed the building's layout. North, south, east, and west were all in disarray, and the main building had been turned into a maze. Though Captain America had been here twice, he still could not tell where the basement was now.

He could only follow his instincts, searching and fighting all the way.

In the end, he found Cyclops, equally exhausted, standing before a massive black door.

Cyclops struggled to remain standing in front of the door, blocking