Chapter 120： Disagreement in the mind

Rogan slowly went deep into the base. The footsteps echoed in the empty base, and his nerves were tightened. For him, it is really quiet and almost strange.

With his sensitive hearing and smell, he did not feel the existence of any life here. It’s like this is not Strike’s military base, but it’s really a long abandoned lake embankment dam.

But his reason is still there, and his thoughts clearly tell him that everything he has experienced is real. Whether it is the previous battle, tracking their actions, or the battle of the fate of the mutants, is true. All this must have something wrong.

He carefully moved his steps, slowed down his breathing as much as possible, and carefully explored the past in the direction of his intuition. He felt that there must be something in front of himself.

In the dark, I can't reach my fingers. The decaying rust smells. Walking in the ramp, you can feel a disgusting sticky feeling from your own skin. Rogan knew that this was the feeling that the spider web was entangled in himself, but he still didn't understand. Why is this how it is.

Someone in front of it clearly walked, why these spider webs have survived.

He explored his claws, and the blade of the alloy smashed a long string of sparks on the slippery wall. With this faint light and sharp eyes, he saw the situation ahead.

The base that has become ruin is full of accumulated dust and cobwebs. The rust-deformed metal is everywhere, the collapsed cage, and the gray bones appear in pieces in the field of vision. This is a real silence, and it has been washed away by the torrent of time.

Looking at it, Rogan’s eyes began to appear confused. He felt that his memory began to confuse, and he didn't even remember how long it was. It’s just a short walk through the ramp, but it seems to have been hundreds of years. Everything has become a decaying past.

This unreality of time and space changes his headache, and he began to rush forward, ignoring everything in front of him, just want to escape this unimaginable unreal. However, when he just flew up, he hit a black figure.

Sturdy and thick armor, a cloak that is woven from fine wire and reflected in a shimmer. The prism on the helmet shines bright blue. When he saw this figure, Rogan took a sigh of relief. This figure represents the most powerful and trustworthy force. When he saw him, he gave Rogan the courage and confidence in his heart.

But the weird situation still haunts his mind. He can't wait to hold down the shoulders of his eyes and want to tell him everything he found. However, it is even more difficult for the things he believes to appear in front of him.

The armor lost all the weight that supported him in an instant, and all the parts fell to the ground in a burst of jingle. The once bright black faded in a blink of an eye and grew disgusting rust at a speed visible to the naked eye. And under the decaying armor, Rogan clearly saw a pale bone.

“Who can kill him?” Rogan whispered in disbelief, and saw the Dawn Knight who once showed the power of the gods in Paris. He did not believe anyone could kill such a presence.

Extreme suspicion and fear impacted his mind, letting him subconsciously reach out to explore the armor and bones. However, the icy and oysters of the decaying metal, the touch of the fragile bones into the powder between the palms of the palms gives him a terrible sense of reality.

Looking at the ashes flowing down the stiff palms, Rogan clenched his fists. He began to move forward. If this is a nightmare, he hopes that this nightmare will wake up early. If this is a reality, then he must figure out what is going on here. All this requires him to go on.

Moving on, he saw a pair of bones holding each other tightly. Red residual leather and blue-green fabric seem to prove their identity, the magical ability of the younger brother. Although he was mentally prepared, Rogan felt the inner shock.

Even the people who really raced with the time didn't escape. He had a strange sister who was troubled by the Knights of the Dawn. What will happen here?

Rogan continued to move forward, and along the way he saw a strange helmet, a skeleton of an old gown, a blue scale, and a body huddled in the corner. He guessed their identity, but for these he is no longer able to raise more other moods. He is already numb.

There was a blank in the brain, and Rogan wandered in a place that was drowned by death and decay. Hey, like a walking dead. He has completely forgotten the loss of time, just wandering, no end but no stop.

At this time, in the same place. Different people have different feelings.

Zhou Yi’s figure stood in front of Rogan, and Rogan in his eyes was completely different from the past. The dark old age spots began to appear on his body surface, and the pale hair grew like a spring mushroom, replacing his original black. The plump muscles became a little bit loose, and even the eyes became sluggish and turbid.

He completely turned a blind eye to Zhou Yi in front of his eyes, but slowly moved his pace. Every step of the way, Zhou Yi can feel his strong vitality weakened a point. This is theoretically impossible, but it is now true. The undead Wolverine will die from the decline of his life. How do you think it is ridiculous? How do you think it is terrible?

However, it is not just Rogan. This is true for everyone in the depths of this base, all soldiers, mutants. Even including the magical women and fast silver brought by Zhou Yi, they are caught in a strange situation. Like the walking dead, wandering in this base, and at the same time there was a terrible change.

Only three people were the exception, and only three people found the difference here. Zhou Yi, the blushing witch, and the magnetic king with a helmet that immunizes all minds. Everything that happened to them, except that it was known as a psychic attack, was nothing but a serious disagreement.

"Eric, we must save them. In this way, they will soon die." Wanda's own brother, who was watching closely, was the first to show panic and uneasiness in his eyes.

Beside her, the fast silver poses a strange running posture, but it is slow like a crawling snail. And every time he moved a little, his body became a bit thin. The young, energetic body quickly faded a little bit, and the skin began to stick to his bones, and the hair became dry, as if all the water and fat in his body began to dissipate.

Wanda is desperately trying to drive his own red fog and want to repair his brother's body. But even though the red mist magically restored his body, the next second he evolved into a deteriorating form. Wanda tried its best, but it could not be reversed.

Watching Wanda repeat the futile action again and again, Wan Wang Wang first looked at his most capable man.

The magical female Riewen stayed in the same place and kept twitching, as if experiencing pain. Every time she twitches, she has a new wound on her body. It’s like a knife cut and it’s like a fire, or a **** skin falls off, or the blood slams out. This situation made him recall something that was extremely bad.

Then he tried to suppress his inner feelings and whispered.

"Sorry, child. We don't have time to waste it here, we must move on. Stop what is going to happen."

"What?" Wanda’s voice was suddenly high, with unimaginable anger, she asked. "Pitt is your son. You have never done a little bit of responsibility for my father. Now, do you still want to abandon his life?"

"I have no other choice!" Wan Wang looked straight into the eyes of his daughter, and his voice was firm and unshakeable. "Our people are about to end the fate of the end, I can't take this precious time to gamble. Wanda, let me go, if it is Pete, he must also want you to do this."

Looking at the palm of the magnetic king, Wanda’s eyes were cold. She patted his palm coldly and said in a tone against strangers.

"Let your ethnic group die, I don't go anywhere, just stay with my brother."

"Wanda, you are the most wrong choice!" Wang magnetic Wang rushed, but was interrupted by her hard.

"I hope that you can change it, it is my most wrong choice. I should have listened to Pete from the very beginning, the farther away you are from the crazy guy."

After she finished, she ignored the old man who was bent on her own race and turned her whole heart to the work of healing her brother.

After seeing her attitude, Wan Wang Wang turned to Zhou Yi. He has already guessed the answer, but still asked unwillingly.

"What about you, Dawn Knight. What is your choice?"

"My friend is here!" Zhou Yi responded indifferently, and he began to look around. But in this place, his super vision seems to be hindered by anything. It is impossible to see through everything in this dam.

"Don't forget, your sister is also closely related to Charles. If you take a step back, chances are that she will die in front of you." Wan magnetic king grasped his weakness and persuaded him to know the importance of Xia Xisi to Zhou Yi. This is one of the most important reasons why he can come here.

"I believe in the fate of the arrangement, it will not let me down. Similarly, I also believe in my instincts, he did not let me down."

Zhou Yi’s words made Wan Wang feel absurd and ridiculous. He did not believe in the gods, nor did he believe in fate. He only believes in his own strength. For those two who completely disappointed him, he has lost the desire to persuade. Even if no one helps, just use his own power, he will save Charles or make a worse decision.

Resolutely turned and left, Eric has become a lonely hero in his own sense. He is responsible for his own race, not for one or two individual lives. He has made a decision and will never regret it. . What's more, he has long since regretted the room.