Samuel's move was too sudden, too powerful.
By the time Moira MacTaggert was ready to stop it, the battle was already over.
Just over ten seconds.
In just over ten seconds, everyone had been defeated by Samuel.
It was a defeat where they had absolutely no power to resist!
"Samuel, you..."
"White Queen is my person, and she was bullied, so do you think I should have stepped in?"
Samuel interrupted her, saying lightly, "If your superior, your backer, only asks you to do things but never stands up for you, would you follow such a person?"
Moira MacTaggert was speechless; she admitted that Samuel had a point, but in reality, how many superiors, how many backers, would think and act that way?
For a moment, she actually felt a little envious of White Queen, because she didn't have a superior or backer like Samuel.
All she had was an endless amount of work.
If she did well, it was expected; if she made a mistake, it meant she was incompetent.
The credit belonged to the leader, and the responsibility was her own.
Verbal praise and various empty promises were the norm.
Stand up for her?
Don't be ridiculous!
Moira MacTaggert sighed inwardly and said, "You should put them down first."
Samuel waved his hand.
Erik Lehnsherr, who was stuck to the wall, and Raven and Hank McCoy, who were on the ceiling, fell down.
Charles Xavier's headache also disappeared, and he lay on the ground, gasping for air.
To avoid further conflict, Moira MacTaggert left with Samuel and White Queen.
"Phew..."
Charles Xavier exhaled deeply and said with a wry smile, "Even without using my ability, I now believe that White Queen has truly parted ways with Shaw."
Although White Queen's ability was also very strong, she used to be Shaw's right-hand man.
But Samuel's methods and strong attitude made it easy to distinguish the relationship between the two!
Who wouldn't be devoted to such a backer?
Charles Xavier looked at Erik Lehnsherr, somewhat worried that he wouldn't let it go.
"Eric, if we want to stop Shaw, we need their help."
Erik Lehnsherr got up, turned around silently, and left.
Charles Xavier sighed and looked at Raven and Hank McCoy: "Are you two alright?"
They both shook their heads.
"Hank, check the status of the Cerebro; our primary task now is to find other Mutants."
Hank McCoy nodded and began to check Cerebro.
Cerebro was not severely damaged and was repaired in less than half a day.
Charles Xavier put on Cerebro and continued searching for Mutants.
Over the next few days, Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr successively recruited several Mutants.
The activity room specially prepared for Mutants gradually became lively.
The activity room had large floor-to-ceiling windows on two sides, with CIA Agents in black suits walking back and forth outside.
It was protection, but also surveillance.
Raven, Hank McCoy, Salvador, Sean Cassidy, Darwin, Alex Summers, and others sat on the sofas in the activity room, drinking and getting to know each other.
"We should have code names, I want to be called Mystique," Raven suggested to everyone.
Sean Cassidy said gloomily, "I wanted to be called Mystique too."
Raven put down her glass, her body rippling like a wave, instantly transforming into Sean Cassidy's appearance.
Sean Cassidy was startled, then joined everyone in applauding and cheering.
"Darwin, what about you?"
"Uh, Darwin is already a code name, and it's quite fitting, Survival of the Fittest!"
Darwin was a young black man, whose previous profession was a taxi driver; for him, Survival of the Fittest was his life.
He got up and walked to the fish tank nearby, sticking his head in.
In an instant, gills that allowed him to breathe freely in Water evolved on his face, drawing cheers from everyone.
"What about you?" Darwin walked back and pointed to Sean Cassidy.
Sean Cassidy thought for a moment: "I want to be called Banshee."
Hank McCoy asked curiously, "Why did you choose that name?"
Sean Cassidy got up, squatted in front of the table, took a deep breath, and exhaled softly.
"Bang!"
He originally intended to use a sonic wave to shatter the cup on the table, but his center of gravity was unstable, and he aimed a little too high, directly shattering the floor-to-ceiling window.
Everyone was surprised, followed by another round of cheers.
Alright, for these young Mutants, it was a bit unrealistic to expect them to be mature and steady.
Moreover, it was their first time being with others of their kind.
"It's your turn," Banshee pointed to the provocatively dressed Salvador.
"My stage name is Angel," Salvador got up and took off her jacket, revealing a backless dress underneath.
Facing away from everyone, the lifelike butterfly wings on her back seemed to come alive, spreading from her body and then quickly fluttering, making her float up.
"Wow!"
"You can fly?" Mystique shouted enviously.
"And..." Salvador looked at a bronze statue outside the activity room, opened her mouth, and exhaled softly.
A ball of scorching Venom directly hit the head of the bronze statue, and in the instant it exploded, the head of the statue had already begun to burn and corrode, emitting White smoke.
"What's your name?" Salvador called Hank McCoy's name.
Hank McCoy looked evasive and remained silent.
"How about Big Foot?"
"Everyone knows Big Foot is good, but yours is too small!" Mystique stood up for Hank McCoy, retorting.
Of course, these were all jokes, and no one had any ill intentions.
"Now it's just you, Alex, what's your talent? What can you do?"
Darwin changed the subject, and everyone also looked at Alex Summers.
"No, I, I can't demonstrate it, I can't do it here."
Alex Summers wanted to refuse; his ability was too lethal and uncontrollable.
The others naturally disagreed.
Everyone had demonstrated their abilities, oh, except for Hank McCoy, whose ability everyone already knew.
"Alex!"
"Alex!"
"Alex!"
They started chanting, their voices getting louder and more uniform.
Alex Summers could only get up and go outside the activity room, using the bronze statue as his target for demonstration.
He repeatedly signaled for his companions to hide, but they wouldn't listen, so he simply didn't bother anymore.
Shaking his body slightly, streams of red energy appeared around him, finally flying out from his chest.
Several red circular energy rings flew uncontrollably in all directions, and the bronze statue was directly cut in half at the waist.
"Danger."
"Get down quickly!"
Just then, a figure passed by, happening to stand in front of one of the flying circular energy rings.
Alex Summers shouted a warning anxiously, and then...
He was stunned!
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