"Will he agree with Mutants?"
In Anna Maria Island's Linhai Hotel, in the luxurious suite, a glamorous woman with snow-white skin held a glass of red wine and handed it to Sebastian-Xiao.
"Namor-McKenzie is not mentally fragile like ordinary people, and his thinking is at the mercy of my control. I can only guide him from the side to make him believe in the correct theory of Mutants's supremacy."
Sebastian-Xiao smiled confidently, took the glass and said, "Of course. I can see Namor-Mackenzie's flaws at a glance. He is not the kind of person with a strong will. His face is full of confusion, hesitation, and no direction. He is an easy-to-control puppet candidate."
The cold and charming woman nodded. When she went deep into Namor's mind, she felt an extremely obvious depression.
"If I hadn't cooperated with Hydra before, I wouldn't have known that in this world, apart from humans, Mutants, there are also Atlanteans! They exist deep in Atlantic Ocean and have never been discovered by outsiders."
Sebastian was a little excited. Since Third Reich collapsed, he took everyone in Hellfire Club into hiding.
This mad scientist is not content to be ordinary.
On the contrary, Sebastian is power-hungry and ambitious, and has always regarded Mutants as a tool and weapon.
Therefore, he hopes to find an opportunity to lead Hellfire Club to rise.
But a world war has just ended, order has begun to be rebuilt, power has been reshuffled, and there is no room for Mutants to develop.
"Atlanteans lives at the bottom of the ocean. They are naturally different from humans. They have blue skin and can breathe underwater."
Sebastian said the information he got from Hydra, "Namor-McKenzie is an exception. He was born from Princess Atlantis and an American captain. He has human skin color and appearance. He once suffered discrimination and was expelled by Atlantis."
"Hydra and Atlantis have had contact?"
The cold woman was a little amazed at the strength of that huge organization.
"Although Red Skull was defeated, Hydra's strength is still preserved. They have done a lot of research on ancient human civilizations, so it is not surprising to know the existence of Atlantis."
Sebastian tasted the taste of red wine and said softly, "Emma, relying solely on Mutants, is temporarily unable to fight against the huge society established by mankind."
"We have to let them kill each other and consume each other so that we have a chance."
"And this happens to be what humans are best at!"
The cold and charming woman named "Emma-Frost" listened silently. She is "White Queen" in Hellfire Club, and her status is second only to Sebastian-Xiao.
Mind Stone has the ability similar to Bald Professor. It can read other people's thoughts and memories, and even carry out forced modification and control. It is a rare Alpha-Level Mutant.
If not for Sebastian-Xiao found a special material that can isolate the spirit in Soviet Union, and made it into a helmet.
She would still be restrained by White Queen, let alone convince her to join Hellfire Club.
"What about Superman?"
White Queen turned on the TV and watched the young major general flashing by in the news.
"Luke-Cahill is a difficult opponent, but it's not as scary as I imagined. Once I master my own abilities, coupled with your Mind Stone control, sooner or later this Superman will fall at the feet of Hellfire Club."
Sebastian is high-spirited, he can absorb various forms of energy, transform and release it.
This includes electrical energy, thermal energy, kinetic energy, etc. It can be said that even if tanks and bombers are deployed together, they may not be able to harm this Hellfire Club Black King.
The only flaw may be that Sebastian has an upper limit on energy storage.
Once it exceeds, it will explode and die.
"I once thought about helping Third Reich and eliminating Luke-Cahill. However, at that time, I was not able to fully control my abilities. It is different now. I have evolved at a deeper level."
Sebastian looked at the sea under the night, full of ambition.
He has carefully studied Superman's abilities, which are nothing more than a substantial enhancement of physical fitness, plus flying and Heat Vision.
It happened to be restrained by myself!
"Wait until I convince Namor-McKenzie to join Hellfire Club and recognize his identity as Mutants, then I will go find trouble with that Superman."
Sebastian looked at the tall figure reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window and said with a smile, "By the way, rescue Red Devil Azazel and the others."
White Queen Emma frowned slightly and made no comment.
Outside the window, gloomy dark clouds slowly gathered.
A heavy rain is about to fall.
The offices of Washington D.C. and S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Luke Turn the seat with your back to the door.
Looking through the glass curtain wall-like floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked at the bright night scene beside Potomac River.
Thoughts rise and fall like waves, settling into plans or ideas.
As the night got darker, Luke, who was leaning on the seat, seemed to sense something and frowned.
The stable space was cut open, and the sparks of magic were beating.
The scent of incense from Kathmandu and the sound of bells wafting over.
"I've been waiting for you, Ancient One."
Luke, who was holding a glass of whiskey in his right hand, flashed his eyes and said with a smile, "I thought you would come earlier."
"For example, at Brooklyn, or Sicily, Rome, or even Paris. I didn't expect that our first meeting would be Washington D.C.."
The folding and changing void space opened up a circular passage, and a figure wearing a yellow robe came gracefully.
Lifting the hood that covered his face, a shiny bald head appeared.
"Did you guess that I would come?"
the uninvited guest asked with interest.
"I'm just always prepared, waiting for the day when Sorcerer Supreme comes to my door."
Luke turned around, put down the wine glass in his hand, and looked directly at the other person.
"There will always be this day, right? What do people like me mean to you? Stowaways, or visitors from another world?"
This young major general in the military asked the question directly without any attempt to hide it.
Since Sorcerer Supreme took the initiative to come to the door, he must have some understanding of his identity.
Pretending not to know and continuing to act stupid will only make the other party look down upon you.
Marvel On the set, most bald people are difficult to deal with.
For example, a certain Professor Mutants who was still a child.
Or Sorcerer Supreme appears in front of you.
Their existence makes people suspect that bald heads are most likely a sign of strength.
Or is there some kind of bonus to individual strength?
By the way, Thanos doesn't have hair either?
And Nick - Fury - forget it, Nick Fury Director has no other abilities besides embezzling public funds.
Luke's eyes suddenly seemed as if he had discovered some amazing secret.
"There are many kinds."
Sorcerer Supreme seemed to have also entered this conversation mode. He raised his right arm slightly and the seat automatically slid over.
She sat in the chair and communicated face to face with Luke.
"Three Sanctuaries often captures strange souls from other dimensions or other worlds. The normal measure taken against them is to send them back."
Sorcerer Supreme said patiently.
"There are occasional exceptions. For example, when dimensions overlap and space is turbulent, many innocent people are unfortunately killed, and their souls pass through the gap between the dimensional space and the universe. After it is determined that there is no danger, Sanctum will give it a place to stay."
Luke adjusted his sitting posture, as if to make himself more comfortable.
Sorcerer Supreme is the protector of the earth. What she and Three Sanctuaries maintain is not world peace, but the balance and stability of multi-dimensional space.
In fact, mages as a group generally have little interest in the fierce disputes in the human world.
Even if Third Reich wins, colonizes the world, and promotes extreme racial theories.
Three Sanctuaries and Kamar-Taj will probably not intervene to change the historical trajectory that should have happened.
The enemies they deserve to be wary of are the many demons in hell, who are eyeing Dimensional Demon God.
"So which one am I? A subject who needs to be deported, or an innocent person who is held in protective custody?"
Luke asked calmly.
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