Mr. Sinister still maintains the arrogant demeanor of a British aristocrat, and every move he makes seems to prove one thing to the people around him, that I am different from you!
He looked at the two fighting people as if they were looking at some kind of artwork. His gaze was so intense that it made Daisy very uncomfortable. Although Madeleine was a clone, she was also a clone of his wife. This old boy was
What are you thinking about?
"In the 19th century, shortly after Darwin published his theory of evolution, I met them, the young versions of Scott Summers and Jean Gray. This was a surprise and a miracle to me. I learned from them
I see the future of human genes in me." Mr. Sinister said firmly.
Daisy shook her head mockingly, breaking his fantasy unceremoniously: "That's just your personal imagination of the future, Mr. Nathaniel Essex. You don't know enough about this matter. Let me tell you."
Let me tell you the truth. If there are one million scientists, equipped with one million computers, and let them study for a thousand years, they can crack the secrets of mutants. Do you have the time?"
"If I want to, I can do it." Mr. Sinister said in a gloomy tone.
Daisy snorted: "If I wanted to, I could make it impossible for you. You are a talented man, Mr. Nathaniel Essex. It's a pity that this pond limits your vision. Are you willing?"
Come and do something for me?"
She has never made up her mind to eradicate these clowns. One reason is that the relationship between Qin and Cyclops is intertwined, and it is really inconvenient for her to participate. The other reason is because Mr. Sinister is indeed a talent. He is one of the few who is not a god.
, but a character whose intelligence can reach 7.
Mr. Sinister responded to her solicitation with a sneer, which probably meant, 'A key? Three dollars a piece, do you deserve it?'
To deal with kind-hearted scientists, you still need to talk to them about life, ideals, and look forward to the future. There is no need to be so troublesome with these villains.
From Hydra scientists to Vultures to Doctor Octopus, Daisy has come into contact with so many villain scientists over the years, and she has a thorough understanding of them.
As long as you occupy a strong position, dealing with them is easy.
Big stick, big stick, big stick, add a carrot, then stick, big stick, big stick! That's it.
Daisy's mind emerged. The past, present and future of this underground city all emerged before her eyes. The size of the city, the structure of the houses, as large as twelve huge pillars supporting the surface, down to the beetles in the soil.
, everything is invisible.
As she closed her eyes, the entire universe came to a standstill. She took advantage of the situation and took herself and a total of 8,355 Mr. Sinister out of the Arctic underground city and into the gap between time and space.
She was still sitting on the bench (pretending) to think (forced), her gaze seemed to span countless seas of stars, casting her eyes to the other side that humans could not predict or imagine.
8355 Mr. Sinister are trying to calm themselves down, and their brain waves are sharing thoughts using a powerful mental connection method.
Yes, this guy looks weak, but he is actually not weak.
As a mutant whose potential has been exploited by Apocalypse, he has super strength, speed, endurance, telepathy, and the ability to emit shock waves.
Excluding the explosive intelligence factor, relying solely on his own force value, he can fight a hundred moles at a time, just like the mole man.
However, these abilities are only limited to the original body, and the clone does not have so many abilities. Unless he obtains the knowledge of the gods, or as Daisy said before, if he finds a million scientists to work for a thousand years, the only way to completely crack the X gene is to
Only then can his clone also gain the superpowers of his original body.
He was previously hiding in a city, and various clones were moving around, seriously interfering with her vision. Now surrounded by void, Daisy could see his true form at a glance. The energy of his cells was as strong as the night sky.
As conspicuous as a firefly.
With a snap of her fingers, all 8,354 clones were reduced to ashes, and Mr. Sinister's face turned ugly.
"Where's your gentlemanly demeanor? Where's your sense of honor of the British Empire? Weren't you very happy before? Why aren't you laughing now?" she asked in a rude manner.
A level 800 administrator can’t deal with a level 50 lord boss like you? What a joke!
She patted the seat and motioned for the other person to come and sit down.
She shared part of the field of view at the same time, and then pointed in a direction: "Look over there, does it look familiar? In 1858, Darwin read out his paper on evolution at the Linnean Society in London. You were also one of the bystanders at the time, but you
Now look, are you still there in that corner? Many worlds need Darwin, but they don’t need you. You are not as important as you think."
Without her having to say anything, Mr. Sinister also looked over.
He was a contemporary of Darwin and witnessed the birth of the theory of evolution on the spot. This was the pride of his life. It was probably the same as Kakuzu shooting a shuriken at the first Hokage from eight hundred meters away. This was a glorious deed, enough for him to brag about.
The kind that lasts a lifetime.
But now? All traces of his existence have disappeared.
There were only a bunch of tables and chairs in that corner, and there was no young man named Nathaniel Essex.
"Look over there, that was the time when you encountered Apocalypse, right? Haha, it's a pity that you were thirty minutes late because you went to watch the British Empire's navy return to Hong Kong. You missed Apocalypse, and your potential was not developed.
If you come out, you can only die slowly in a relatively less mediocre life."
"Let's look at this again. It's another time when you didn't meet Apocalypse. Cyclops and Jean didn't travel through time to fight Apocalypse. Naturally, you never met. You actually agreed to Hydra's recruitment and became Hydra.
Snake scientists, tsk tsk, really makes me speechless..."
Daisy moved casually, allowing him to see herself in many parallel dimensions, and even pinched to death a Mr. Sinister from a parallel dimension.
Realizing that the two sides have completely different definitions of power, Mr. Sinister feels very uncomfortable now.
No longer suppressing his own strength and momentum, Daisy is now as magnificent as the Creator in his eyes. The shock deep in his soul cannot be expressed in words. Mr. Sinister is full of doubts that this woman is him.
The woman I thought before? Is this person a woman? Is this a human being?
The huge gap in life levels between the two parties made him doubt himself, who am I?
He clenched his fists tightly and dug his nails into his flesh, relying on pain to resist the crushing of lower-level beings by higher-level beings.
He cleared his throat and tried to make his voice normal: "What exactly do you want to tell me? If you want to laugh at my shallowness and ignorance, then I think you have succeeded. Can you tell me your true purpose?