Little Rich reached out to Professor X. The sunlight on the lunar surface stretched Charles's shadow long.
The next second, the shadow peeled away from the ground and drifted into the boy's hand like a black paper cutout. He rubbed it continuously between his hands as if washing a rag.
Black powder like scraps of paper fell out and vanished in midair. Charles clutched his head in agony, rolling from Magneto's arms back into his wheelchair with a miserable scream.
But the scream stopped abruptly, and he almost immediately fell into a sweet sleep.
The boy clapped his hands and tossed the shadow back onto the professor. He smiled adorably at Deathstroke. "Shadow King was living inside this professor. He probably wanted to disguise himself and travel with you, but thanks to your vigilance, Uncle, you found him."
"Did you kill him?" Su Ming asked calmly, returning to his original appearance as black and yellow replaced Stars and Stripes.
Everything and everyone from the Main World existed in the Cancerverse as well. As a boy who had practically been born knowing everything, Franklin naturally knew the story of Professor X and Shadow King.
It was just that the professor of the Cancerverse had died the earliest, while Shadow King had not dared contend with the many Old Ones and had retreated of his own accord. Seeing Shadow King again today even gave Little Rich a small surprise.
"No. He was like a lizard. I tore off his tail, but his true body isn't here. It's in an even darker place." Little Rich hugged Deathstroke's leg and looked up at him coquettishly. "Uncle, you haven't come to see Mom and me in so long. Will you come with us to the Amusement Park on this Earth?"
Perhaps he had realized that