Asking My Old Buddy for Help

Zhan Liu landed and circulated the power of Magnetic Field Rotation into his hand. After letting Erik carefully sense it for a while, he slammed it into Erik’s right leg.

With that single punch, Erik’s right leg immediately vanished.

"Ah…" Erik let out a long, agonized scream.

"Shut up, you useless piece of trash! Have you learned it yet?" Zhan Liu used electric current to cauterize Erik’s wound and stop the bleeding, preventing him from bleeding to death.

Erik endured the pain and shook his head.

"You haven’t learned it? Fine, then let’s do it again!"

Zhan Liu once again circulated the power of Magnetic Field Rotation into his hand and held it out in front of Erik.

Erik was drenched in cold sweat as he forcibly concentrated, trying to sense the magnetic field in Zhan Liu’s fist.

A moment later, Zhan Liu withdrew his fist and slammed it into Erik’s left leg.

Erik’s left leg vanished with the impact as well. The agony in his body and the blow to his mind made his eyes roll back, and he passed out.

"Ha! You really are a damn useless piece of trash. You passed out from that? As expected, without being tempered by Magnetic Field Rotation, your willpower is as weak as rotten tofu!"

Zhan Liu first stopped Erik’s bleeding, then slapped him awake several times and demanded, "Have you learned it this time?"

Erik said furiously, "If you want to kill me, then kill me. What’s the point of humiliating me like this?"

"Who the hell has time to humiliate you? Don’t act like some damn woman! Since you haven’t learned it, then let’s do it again!"

Zhan Liu repeated the previous process, then shattered Erik’s left hand. When he saw that it still had no effect, he did it once more, shattering Erik’s right hand.

By this point, Erik had lost all four limbs, but he still hadn’t learned Magnetic Field Rotation.

"Damn it! You really are useless! What a waste of your natural ability to control magnetic fields!" Zhan Liu cursed angrily.

But Erik had already become a "Human Stick" Warrior, barely clinging to life. He no longer even had the strength to curse back.

"Damn! You’ve wasted my time!" Zhan Liu spat on him, then stood up and flew away.

As for whether this useless piece of trash lived or died afterward, it had nothing to do with him.

After Zhan Liu had flown far away, Erik struggled to move his head. After a great deal of effort, he finally rubbed his helmet off against the sand.

Charles! he silently called out to his old buddy.

As if connected by telepathy, Professor X on the other side of the Earth immediately heard his call.

Professor X closed his eyes and instantly sensed the terrible state his old friend was in.

"Erik, what happened to you? How did you end up like this?"

"Charles, I need your help! Send someone to pick me up," Erik said weakly.

"I’m coming right now. Hang in there, Erik."

Professor X opened his eyes and immediately issued the order for the aircraft to take off and head straight for the Sahara Desert at full speed.

Relying on the incredible speed of their high-tech aircraft, Professor X finally arrived before Magneto breathed his last and rescued him from the desert.

After sending Erik into the medical pod aboard the aircraft, Charles stared through its hatch at his unconscious old friend. His face darkened, and murderous intent boiled in his heart.

Erik’s miserable condition stunned the X-Men as well.

Although they and Magneto were sworn enemies who often fought to the death, very few people had actually died because of it. They had always maintained an unspoken understanding: determine the victor, then stop while things were still under control.

Someone like Erik, who had lost all four limbs and would have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, might as well have been killed outright.

This was clearly meant to torture him.

That was something the X-Men absolutely could not accept.

"Professor, who did this?" Cyclops asked.

"We don’t know yet. We’ll have to wait until Erik wakes up." Professor X’s face was as calm as ever, but an endless storm was brewing in his eyes. Once they found the target, it would pour forth and drown the enemy.

"Why not just read his memories? Then we can gather everyone and kill our way over there."

Professor X shook his head. His anger had not destroyed his reason. What had happened was not enough to make him violate his principles.

"It’s not that simple. You all know how powerful Erik is. But now he’s badly injured, his limbs have been crippled, and he was thrown into the desert, with no signs of a battle nearby. What does that tell us?"

"He fell into a trap, and it was very likely that someone close to him betrayed him," Cyclops immediately replied.

"Erik has offended too many people over the years. Nothing that happens to him is surprising. Even if he was betrayed by someone from the Brotherhood, that wouldn’t be impossible to accept. His iron-fisted policies really are…" Professor X stopped himself before finishing, but everyone present understood.

Magneto’s high-pressure policies had indeed allowed many Mutants to rapidly grow into powerful warriors, but that didn’t mean those warriors were loyal to him.

Many warriors were devoted followers of Magneto, but even more were driven primarily by fear and hatred. Rather than pledging themselves to him, they were intimidated by his power and didn’t dare disobey.

So if those warriors rose up in rebellion one day, it wouldn’t be impossible.

"If it’s eventually proven that this was an internal conflict within the Brotherhood of Mutants, and the killer is also a Mutant, then… should we still intervene?" Jean asked hesitantly.

Professor X drew a deep breath, his tone gradually turning icy.

"I’ve always been mentally prepared for Erik to die violently somewhere in the world one day. But they could have killed Erik. They shouldn’t have tortured him like this."

"Besides, a new Mutant leader this brutal wouldn’t be a good thing either."

"If we really encounter such a situation, then we’ll wipe out the Brotherhood of Mutants and liberate the ordinary Mutants who don’t want to fight to the death."

"Without Erik standing in the way, I believe the other warriors won’t be a match for the X-Men."

Cyclops’s spirits lifted. If they could wipe out the X-Men’s greatest longstanding enemy, they would surely have far fewer troubles in the future.

Although it was impossible for every Mutant to join the X-Men, new opposition groups would inevitably appear. However, those small organizations would need time to grow, and they wouldn’t pose a threat to the X-Men in the short term.

"Understood, Professor. Once we return to the school, I’ll spread the word and have everyone prepare."

However, plans could never keep up with changes.

Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters had an exceptionally advanced medical system. Before the aircraft even reached the school, Erik woke up from his coma.

Professor X and the others hurried to the medical pod and asked who had betrayed him and injured him.

When they learned from Erik that the culprit who had crippled all four of his limbs and thrown him into the desert was Zhan Liu, the leader of the Ultimate Limit Sect whom Professor X had always wanted to protect, Professor X’s expression became extremely grim.

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