Asmodai Summons Deadpool

"You're right, Erik is in trouble. There are other Mutants around him."

The Cerebro sealed the room. Charles took off his helmet and told Mystique and Beast Hank everything that had just happened.

Charles successfully located Erik and spoke with him briefly, but Erik's tone was stiff and his words were evasive, as if he was hiding something and unwilling to answer his questions directly.

This action confirmed Charles's suspicions. He concluded that Erik was being blackmailed by a mysterious force and had no choice but to submit to it, with his wife and daughter as leverage.

Erik needs my help!

With that thought in mind, Charles immediately entered Erik's mind to search for enemy intelligence, but was interfered with by an unusually strong mental force, and his attempts all ended in failure.

This was the first time Charles had encountered such a situation. His Mind Stone abilities and mind control were already incredibly powerful, allowing him to easily control the thoughts of others. With the amplification of the Cerebro, his abilities were even more exaggerated, to the point that he could simultaneously connect with the entire global population.

It's fair to say that if Charles were to turn evil, he would be the most dangerous Mutants on Earth.

However, such a powerful force was actually interfered with, or rather, defeated.

Charles had a sense of déjà vu; he had encountered something similar before, when a group of mysterious people rescued children from a laboratory and escorted them to the academy gates.

That was the first time Charles had been defeated in a Mind Stone clash. Unlike the Black King's helmet and the White Queen's Diamond Form, the two fought fairly in the spiritual world, and his power was as immature as a child's in the eyes of his opponent.

It wasn't that the opponent was particularly powerful, but rather that their control over energy in the mental realm was as effortless as an extension of their own arm. With a few casual techniques, they easily dismantled his defenses, leaving him flustered and helpless.

Charles was deeply frustrated; compared to his opponent, he was a beginner using a nuclear bomb as a hammer.

Just as he was unwilling to give up and wanted to communicate with the other party, a thin strand of spiritual energy followed his trail, severing his connection with the Cerebro. This not only prevented him from sensing Erik, but also damaged the Cerebro's stabilizing generator.

"He's too strong, I'm no match for him at all..."

Charles held his head in his hands, running his fingers through his thick hair, and said dejectedly, "It was terrifying. If I hadn't run fast, I might have already been controlled by him."

Hank and Raven looked at each other in disbelief. Even though Charles admitted it himself, they still found it unbelievable. The strongest brain and the strongest Mind Stone on Earth was actually crushed in a head-on confrontation of mental power. Did the other party also have Cerebro?

"Charles, don't you have any information at all?" Raven was unwilling to give up. As long as there was even the slightest possibility, she would not give up on rescuing Erik and his family of three.

Charles looked up upon hearing this. "Yes, I can sense it. Erik and that group of mysterious people are moving toward New York."

Hank's expression changed drastically. "Damn it, is their target the academy?"

"Very likely..."

Charles frowned. His intuition told him that both setbacks stemmed from the same person. The other party might not have meant any harm, but rationally speaking, he had to be on guard. Even if it was just for the sake of the children in the academy, he had to do something.

Betting that the other person is a good person?

Sorry, he can't afford to gamble!

Raven's expression was grave. "Charles, what are you planning to do?"

Charles calmed himself down and said, "I'm going to assemble a small team, at least to protect the children in the academy. Otherwise, we won't even have any bargaining chips."

Do you have any suitable candidates?

"Besides the two of you, I know a few other powerful Mutants, but I'm not sure if they'd be willing to join..." Charles pondered for three seconds, "The remaining team members can be selected from the academy; there are a few young people there who are quite capable."

"I brought a young man with the ability to Teleportation, his name is Nightcrawler, he might be able to help." Raven said, a deep worry creeping into his eyes. "Charles, aren't they too young? I mean... they've never been in combat before... some of them might die because of it."

"I know, but do we have any other choice?" Charles smiled wryly. "I just hope that the guys I contacted are willing to come, so that we don't have to rely on young people."

Hank disagreed with their concerns, saying, "Trust them. Ten years ago, we were young too, and we had never fought before. In the end, we won."

"..."

Charles subtly touched his waist; he had indeed won, but he had paid a hefty price for it. He wondered what he would have to pay this time.

Raven said, "What about the children? We need to move them to a safe place immediately?"

"It's safer under our noses, but just in case, get the school bus ready. Hank, it's yours now..."

New York airport!

As soon as the group got off the private plane, a car came to pick them up. Although Professor X is always smiling and doesn't talk much, his social skills are outstanding. Few people would refuse him if he asked.

Two private cars took everyone to the hotel, where they ate and drank to their hearts' content, took a nap, and recharged before heading to the Mutant Academy.

A drinking table is a microcosm of society, and society is a large drinking table!

At the dining table, all sorts of people from society gather, and their true nature is revealed in just a few words. Some people are responsible for all sorts of things, while others are only responsible for sex.

For example, Deadpool!

This guy stubbornly stuck to Psylocke's side, acting as if he had no other intentions than wanting to chat with his little sister for a while.

As a prisoner, Psylocke was very self-aware, daring not to speak out against her anger, and moved her chair to the side.

Deadpool, not giving up, moved his chair closer to Psylocke, adhering to the principle that only shamelessness can win a girl's heart.

After three times, Psylocke stuck directly to Russell.

Russell: "???"

Deadpool: "???"

Deadpool fell silent, his hands gripping the knife and fork trembling slightly, just like when he saw the album of eighteen-year-old Black Widow in Russell's digital camera. A fire burned in his chest, and he leaped onto the chair, drawing the two pistols from his waist.

Bang!

Deadpool to the ground with a thud. Russell blew on the muzzle of his gun and apologized to everyone, "Sorry, that was a bit loud. It happens all the time, so don't be alarmed."

Everyone knew Deadpool's abilities and didn't think there was anything wrong with Russell's actions. Some people even gave Russell a thumbs up in their hearts, such as Erik, who subtly put the knife from his sleeve back on the plate.

The meal continued, Russell frowned as he looked at Psylocke, who was leaning against him. The woman looked indifferent and had no intention of moving away after leaning in.

Any woman who harms my brothers shall be killed!

Russell got up and moved behind Psylocke, chair and all, to the side. It wasn't that his straight-laced personality had gotten worse; he simply felt that Psylocke had character flaws and wasn't someone he should get close to.

Psylocke settled down comfortably, feeling inexplicably moved. She increasingly felt that Russell met her criteria for a partner: powerful, considerate, and possessing both gentlemanly manners (moving his chair) and a sense of responsibility (his Silly Bird head exploded).

Self-strategy begins!

Russell was unaware that his disdainful act was seen as a display of gentlemanly conduct by Psylocke. He caught a glimpse of Deadpool, who had finished healing and was about to get up from the ground. In order to get a peaceful meal, he decisively used a card.

Character Card: Asmodai (The demon Asmodai is summoning you)

[Host equipped with 'Character Card: Asmodai', countdown 350 seconds, start time]

It's a very strange card. Forgive Russell's wild imagination, but he really can't think of any other use for it besides dealing with Deadpool.

Russell lowered his hand to his armpit, subtly pointed at Deadpool, pretended nothing had happened, and started chatting with Professor X next to him.

On the ground, Deadpool sat up, clutching his head, fully awake and ready for a final showdown with Russell. He could let bygones be bygones regarding his ex-wife, since the Canadians hadn't said anything, but not this time—he'd arrived first.

However...

Deadpool frowned slightly, as if he had sensed something, made the sign of a Cross on his chest, mustered his courage, opened his pocket, and looked inside.

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After that, Deadpool never spoke again, the duel was canceled, and he crouched alone in the shadows of the corner, his low spirits palpable.

On the other side of the table, Logan down, his eyes constantly watching his daughter Laura. When he saw her chatting and laughing with Magneto's daughter, his face instantly darkened.

My dear, you're still too young!

You must be extremely careful when making friends. Never confide in someone right away, especially Magneto's daughter, whose offspring, like him, are yin.

"Russell, I'd like to ask you for a favor when I go to the college this afternoon."

"Professor, we're like family. Just tell me what you need, and I'll do my best to help." Russell patted his chest, readily promising to do what he could.

"Charles is recruiting and building a new X-Men. I'd like to hire your X-Force to teach these young men a lesson and let them experience what despair is."

Professor X has weathered countless crises and experienced heart-wrenching separations from many friends and students. The grief of a bald man burying his black-haired child led him to change his initial intentions. Now given a second chance, he doesn't want to repeat his past mistakes. He decides to start with the X-Men, instilling a sense of crisis in his students to motivate them to strive for growth.

"Professor, do you want to tear your own house down?" Russell's expression was strange. Professor X paid someone to beat up Charles; something seemed off.

"No need to exaggerate, just show your and your teammates' strength."

"Uh, don't say that, our captain is Wade."

"Hehe!"

Professor X chuckled meaningfully twice, then looked at Erik, who was eavesdropping, and said, "Erik, you'll have to help too."

Erik slammed his hand on the table, exclaiming excitedly, "That's fantastic! I've wanted to do this for ages..."

"Um!?"

"Ahem, what I mean is... Charles, this is what you asked me to do, but I don't personally support it."