Since something had happened, Su Ming could only temporarily put aside his plans to visit Symbiote Planet. After bidding the Leopard God farewell, he first took the others to Utopia.
He took off Cloak for everyone to ride, then instantly teleported before Magneto and the other two. The two sides met high above the vast ocean.
"Erik, you were looking for me?"
Fine moonlight shimmered across the black sea. In the darkness, only a red point gleamed. Deathstroke crouched at the front of his flying carpet, waving at the helmeted Magneto with a smile.
At the sight of the black-and-yellow armor, all three of them visibly relaxed. However, Wolverine, with his beast-like instincts, noticed that the way Storm looked at him was very wrong.
As if she were looking at some non-burnable trash.
"Slade, we really need your help. Charles has been controlled, and the enemy at that location used Charles's abilities to control even more Mutants." Magneto had been controlling two masses of metal over a long distance, and he was somewhat tired as well. He landed on Cloak to rest his feet.
"Oh? That shouldn't be possible. The little bald guy is one of the strongest Psionics on Earth. Who could control him? Has Apocalypse been resurrected?"
Su Ming stroked his chin. Magneto's first sentence struck him as rather unbelievable.
Yes, Wanda and Legion might be able to control Charles, but the former was not on Earth, while the latter was still suppressed beneath the Himalayan Mountains. Neither had the opportunity, and neither had any motive.
"It wasn't Apocalypse, and it wasn't psychic manipulation. I don't know, Deathstroke. At the time, I didn't notice any obvious changes in the Professor's brainwaves." Jean Grey pressed a hand to her temple and spoke with a pained expression. "I was sleeping