Packing up Xavier's School: The ultimate one-upmanship in spatial transport
A deathly silence hung in the air above Westchester County for a full half minute.
The two humble, kneeling figures, like two exquisite sculptures stripped of their souls, remained motionless in the biting cold wind. Lynn's icy silence was more like an invisible dagger, slowly torturing their hearts than any harsh rebuke.
It's over.
It was a disaster.
He was disappointed.
The same thought surged wildly in Wanda and Hela's minds, almost completely threatening to devour their reason.
Just then, a faint sound of rubble crumbling from the floating Academy below reached their ears.
The voice, like a bolt of lightning, instantly shattered the Chaos in their minds!
Assets!
Yes! And assets too!
As long as... as long as we can deliver this asset that Lynn has his eye on to him perfectly, efficiently, and in the most respectable way!
Perhaps... that will allow me to make amends!
Perhaps... that will allow him to rediscover his own worth!
Almost simultaneously, the two people kneeling in the void slowly raised their heads.
Their gazes, spanning dozens of meters, collided fiercely once more.
But this time, the previous hostility and murderous intent were gone from those Scarlet eyes and dark green pupils. In their place was a new, more frenzied, unspoken... competitive spirit!
Who is the most capable, efficient, and trustworthy "transfer worker"?
An ultimate competition revolving around "Moving Efficiency" has erupted from silence!
"Snort."
Hela broke the silence first, her cold snort filled with undeniable domineering power. She abruptly stood up from her kneeling position, and her dark Death Force erupted once more like a volcano!
She wants to seize the initiative!
This mortal Witch only knows some delicate tricks, but she, the Goddess of Death, wants to show the king the absolute power to conquer the Nine Realms and tear apart space!
Hela raised her right hand, fingers spread, pointing towards Manhattan New York. A cold light flashed in her dark green eyes, as if she regarded space itself as a fragile piece of cloth.
"Tear me apart!"
With a low growl that seemed to come from the Abyss the Underworld, her slender arm suddenly slashed forward!
"Sizzle--!"
A terrifyingly loud bang echoed through the sky!
The void before Hela was truly like a black curtain, torn open by an invisible giant hand in the most brutal and tyrannical way, creating a huge rift hundreds of meters long!
That wasn't a portal in the conventional sense.
It was a grotesque, irregular spatial wound, its edges crackling with black arcs of electricity and Runes!
A dense Aura of Death surged wildly from the crack, and the clouds above Manhattan on the other side could be seen withering and dissipating the moment they were touched by this aura.
Powerful spatial turbulence poured out from the rift, causing the suspended Xavier's School to shake violently. Countless fragments of rock were swept into it and instantly pulverized into the finest powder.
This is Hela's method.
It is simple, brutal, and full of the absolute contempt of the Deity for the physical laws of the mortal world.
She wanted to use this most stunning visual effect to tell Lynn that only she could pave the way to everything for him!
On the ground, Scott Summers, pinned to the ground, and the surviving Mutants stared blankly at the terrifying rift in the sky that resembled the gates of Hell, their last glimmer of light swallowed by the pure darkness.
However, just as Hela was feeling a sense of pride in her Thunder actions, a cool, mocking voice rang out.
"That's really... rude."
Wanda had also stood up at some point, her arms crossed over her chest, her Scarlet eyes glancing contemptuously at the violent spatial rift.
"The king only sent you to retrieve his collection, not to ruin his expensive antiques with the fumes from the junkyard."
"You!" Hela was furious and was about to lash out.
Wanda, however, gave her no chance at all.
Wanda extended her slender finger and gently tapped the crumbling Xavier's School below.
"Buzz--"
The next second, something even more unbelievable Hela's violent tearing occurred.
The Scarlet Chaos Energy was no longer a raging torrent, but transformed into billions of strands of red light, finer than Silk silk. Like living red sprites, they instantly enveloped the entire floating Academy at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.
They didn't destroy anything.
They are just... packages.
They gently seep into the cracks of every piece of concrete, stabilizing the steel bars that are about to break; they meticulously adhere to every broken window, fixing the glass shards in place; they even burrow into the soil, entwining the roots of every tree to ensure that not a handful of soil falls.
Within seconds, the entire massive, dilapidated Xavier's School, along with its foundation and the soil and rocks hanging below, was perfectly "packaged" by a stunning, work of art-like Scarlet Energy network.
The turbulent spatial currents could no longer shake it in the slightest.
This move, while lacking the earth-shattering visual Impact of Hela's, displayed a chilling, Deity level of precision in its subtle details.
This is no longer just a simple display of power.
This is blatant showing off!
It was a resounding, silent slap across Hela's face!
Wanda seemed to be saying to Hela through her actions: Look, you only know how to destroy with brute force, while I can protect every piece of my master's private property, even a speck of dust.
Hela's face instantly darkened, almost to the point of dripping water. She stared intently at Wanda, her teeth grinding together.
That damned Witch!
But she couldn't refute it.
Because Wanda did a better job than her.
Just as tensions were rising again, the Academy, enveloped in Scarlet network, began to move slowly and steadily toward the dark spatial rift.
The two women formed an eerie, silent partnership.
Hela is responsible for providing the most brutal "space highway" spanning hundreds of kilometers.
Wanda was responsible for ensuring that the "cargo" would not experience any bumps or damage on this rough road.
They ignored each other, yet were secretly locked in a fierce competition.
Hela continuously increased the output of her Death Force, making the spatial rift more stable, as if urging it on.
Wanda tightened the envelope of Chaos Energy, making the Academy move faster and more smoothly, as if in response.
The Mutants trapped inside the Academy were completely numb.
They felt like commodities packed into delivery boxes, being transported by two deliverymen along a conveyor belt leading to an unknown destination, a path to Hell.
Through the gaps in the Scarlet Energy, they could see the bizarre, distorted, and ethereal scene outside the rift, and hear the soul-chilling roars from the unknown depths.
Ororo slumped to the ground, watching as the familiar campus was slowly dragged into that Eternity darkness, tears silently streaming down her face.
Professor Charles Xavier's dream...
The future of Mutants...
At this moment, they were completely "packaged" and sent to an end called "despair".
Finally, a muffled "boom" resounded.
The entire massive Xavier's School was completely dragged into that dark spatial rift.
The skies over Westchester County were briefly clear again.
Hela snorted coldly and without hesitation transformed into a black streak of light, rushing into the rift.
Wanda elegantly straightened her red leather jacket, a victorious smile playing on her lips, before she too vanished into the rift as a Scarlet afterimage.
As they left, the gruesome spatial wound began to slowly heal.
at the same time.
New York, Manhattan.
On the top floor of the Baxter Building, in the living room that Jean Grey had wrecked.
Susan Stone stood before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, using her abilities to control nanomachines to repair the walls and glass. Her face was somewhat pale, clearly indicating that she had been greatly exhausted from defending against the Dark Phoenix's attack.
Gwen Stacy sat on the sofa, carefully cleaning up the energy remnants left by Jean Grey with Silk silk.
Qin, on the other hand, was like a doll with all its bones removed, curled up on the carpet in the corner, motionless, her eyes vacant, lost in thought.
Natasha remained hidden in the shadows, her breath faint, seemingly on guard against something.
The atmosphere was oppressive and eerie.
Lynn was in her bedroom, and none of them dared to disturb her.
Just then!
"Buzz--!"
A powerful, heart-pounding Spatial Fluctuation came without warning from the sky above Manhattan!
Susan's movements suddenly stopped, and she looked up at the sky in shock.
Gwen Stacy's Spider-Sense instantly went to its highest alert, and the hairs on her entire body stood on end!
Even in the corner, a flicker of emotion crossed Qin's empty eyes.
Natasha, who was in the shadows, tensed up instantly.
They rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window at the same time and looked in the direction they sensed.
Sky Dome the Baxter Building, a massive, dark rift, like the mouth of a demon, was brutally tearing through the azure sky!
Immediately afterwards, an unimaginably vast complex of buildings, enveloped in endless Scarlet light, like a divine kingdom descended from another world, was slowly "spit out" from that pitch-black rift!
That familiar Gothic architecture...
The vast lawn and foundation...
That's... Xavier's School?!
Susan's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size.
Wanda and Hela... they actually brought the entire Xavier's School back?!
What they brought back was more than just an Academy.
That was an undeniable, immense... achievement dedicated to the king!
A powerful, uncontrollable surge of jealousy and a sense of crisis instantly gripped the hearts of all the women present!