Chapter 87

Compared to the young X-Men who rushed in as soon as Professor X called, only Mystique still wanted to continue persuading Jean Grey. She knew that fighting couldn't solve today's events, and she was even more unwilling to fight because she felt guilty about Charles's actions.

So Mystique didn't make a move, just cautiously approached the Phoenix, who was on the verge of losing control.

Jean Grey's performance was indeed as Mystique had hoped; as long as she wasn't provoked, there wouldn't be a huge reaction. So Mystique approached step by step, calling out with warmth.

Professor X didn't know if he was holding the same unrealistic delusion, so he wanted to give Mystique a chance to persuade her. Or perhaps he himself was like a headless fly, so as long as someone stood up to try, he would give them a chance.

In order to give Mystique a chance to persuade Jean Grey, Professor X even froze Beast, who was preparing to use special bullets, and those surviving police officers who were unaware of the danger and preparing to shoot. Mental freezing made even their thoughts stop.

One cannot blame these police officers for not having a sense of proportion, because although mutant abilities are numerous and strange, most mutants will still die if they take a bullet. So the first thing they thought of when they still had ammunition in their chambers was not retreat.

However, from the actions of the X-Men, one could tell that Professor X had lost his composure and was not as wise as imagined, always able to make the right choice.

The Charles Francis Xavier of this world looks more like a person, not a mutant leader who never makes mistakes.

And Mystique's probing was destined to fail; how could a woman in a fit of rage calm down so easily? A woman coming forward wouldn't solve the problem either.

It requires a third party completely unrelated to the whole thing, and one who has enough trust, to possibly become an object of listening.

It is clear that no one present meets such qualifications.

But Mystique didn't notice the danger in it, or perhaps she was also gambling. When the distance between her and Jean reached the final step, she reached out and touched Jean's arm.

If this step of probing could still succeed, the next step would be a big hug. Then the matter would probably come to an end.

It's a pity that Jean Grey now, besides being emotionally agitated, also had the Phoenix Force acting up; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was beset by troubles from both inside and out.

So when she was touched by Mystique, her whole person exploded instantly!

Mystique was shot into the distance like a cannonball. Not only did she plow a deep trench in the ground, but she also smashed everything along the way.

This result made the fighting mood of everyone present cool down. Jean Grey looked even more flustered at the traces she had created, hoping to see the figure that had disappeared, to see how she was doing.

But in the end, Jean Grey didn't have the courage to take that step, but instead used telekinesis to control herself and flew away.

Whether it was for herself or for others, Professor X, who was completely disappointed, released everyone's mental shackles. The police, having lost their target, were dazed for a moment, then simply put away their guns and hurried to rescue their companions in the other two police cars.

And Beast, holding the special firearm, looked confused. He looked at the battlefield where the Phoenix had already left, and asked the one in the wheelchair beside him, "What's going on? Where's Raven?"

Professor X raised his hand with difficulty, pointing to that very abrupt trench. The soil plowed out was piled on both sides, preventing him from using his wheelchair to go and check the situation. So he didn't know what had happened to the person he was worried about either.

Beast hurriedly put away his gun and ran along that abrupt deep trench.

This deep trench was probably at least a kilometer long, crossing half the small town. At the end point, where it had almost shoveled out a small hill, Beast finally found the person. Mystique was lying in the pit, groaning, unable to climb up by herself.

Beast hurriedly went down into the pit and helped her up. But no matter where he touched or how hard he tried, it made Mystique wince in pain.

Just as he finally managed to carry her out of the pit, a hand suddenly emerged from the bottom of the dirt pile. Then a second one, followed by the upper body of a whole person. Just like a dead person resurrected from a grave, gasping for air.

Henry cursed, "Damn it, I almost suffocated."

Beast finally noticed this outside help who hadn't done anything, and said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Acting as a cushion. Otherwise, why do you think I was pressed underneath?" Henry muttered.

As early as the moment the Phoenix blasted Mystique out, Henry had used super speed to cushion behind Mystique. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this heroic deep trench was plowed out by him and the Phoenix together.

The reason he didn't block in front of Mystique and take this hit from the Phoenix for her was because Henry had discovered in Jean Grey's several attacks that her telekinetic attacks were directed at a certain object, not having some invisible attack trajectory.

If the Phoenix's telekinetic attack were in the form of an air cannon, pushing everyone and everything on a certain trajectory, it would make sense for Henry to stand in front as a meat shield.

But the current situation is that even if Henry wanted to be a meat shield and stand between the Phoenix and Mystique, the person who should be blasted away would still be blasted away, and Henry wouldn't be hurt by a single hair. It's a proper "striking across the mountain" divine skill.

And looking at the trajectory Mystique was blasted away on, there was a broken wooden stake right on the path. If no accident had happened, this veteran X-Man would have been pierced on the wooden stake like a frog skewered on a branch by an eagle.

Thanks to the mutant ability to change appearance at will, Mystique's physical strength is far higher than that of an ordinary person, but it hasn't reached the level of being invulnerable, let alone Wolverine-level regenerative ability.

If she had been impaled on the wooden stake, she probably wouldn't have survived.

Considering that he was called over by Mystique, it didn't seem right to let her die, so Henry acted as a cushion for once.

Beast seemed to have been scared out of his wits by these successive stimuli, and he asked blankly, "Did you make this trench?"

Henry, who had crawled out of the dirt, brushed the mud off his body and said indignantly, "It was that girl of your X-Men who made it! Not me, I'm a victim too."

"You have the ability to not cause such serious damage, right?" Beast, as if looking for a place to vent, spoke with a slightly heavy tone, blaming this alien who didn't belong to the X-Men.

Henry retorted with disdain, "I remember that among the X-Men, you also belong to the role of a strategist and scientist. Look at this trench on the ground, pushing two people like cannonballs for a kilometer, and shoveling away a large amount of mud.

"If such power were concentrated and stopped in an instant, that is, I held it up. Then what would the person sandwiched between me and that girl, that is, the one in your hands, have become? Do I need to remind you?"