"Outdated things should be eliminated, and so should cowardly and foolish old humans."
Magneto didn't think he was wrong. He agreed, agreed to compete with Ron to prove whose philosophy was the correct path for Mutants.
And this was exactly what Ron wanted.
Without him causing destruction everywhere, creating big news, and stirring up the nerves and Fire of human society, how could humans redouble their persecution and exclusion of Mutants?
And how could Mutants pledge allegiance to him?
"Sorry, Charles, we are destined not to be on the same path."
After bidding farewell to Charles in his mind, Magneto flew away alone, stepping on a piece of iron.
Bang~
"Raven, do you remember the new era I told you about?"
Teleporting into the cockpit of the Blackbird Fighter, Ron slowly spoke about the new era he had once mentioned, as Raven rushed over to hug him.
"I remember."
"In the new era, humans and Mutants coexist. Every Mutant can live freely in the sunlight and on the grass without having to hide their mutations."
"However, the new era will not come immediately. If it develops naturally, it might take a hundred or two hundred years, or perhaps never come at all."
His expression was serious, but his words were gentle as he invited her.
"Are you willing to leave with me and create this new era?"
After dealing with the Black King, he would return to the Black Robe Universe. The new era couldn't be built in a day; he needed someone to help him oversee it and guide its direction.
"Ron, wherever you go, I go."
Raven understood that Ron intended to leave. With love in her eyes, she gave a firm answer in different words.
She wasn't doing it for the new era, but for Ron.
"Raven."
Professor X's expression was sorrowful. Hearing that his adoptive sister, with whom he had grown up, was leaving, he walked over, supported by Moira.
"Charles, I'm sorry, I'm going to be away for a while."
"Ron, why did you just…"
Hearing Raven's farewell, he turned his head to Ron, his expression pained.
He had heard Ron's refusal to Magneto's words just now, but Ron's cold indifference as he watched Magneto destroy the fleet still made him extremely uneasy.
Ron's power was too great; what if he went astray?
"Stop, Charles, I don't want to hear your complaints and lectures. Facts will prove who is right."
Ron coldly waved his hand, signaling him to shut up. He didn't want to hear Professor X's nonsense. What Professor X did in the future never solved the Mutant problem. Facing humans, he would only compromise again and again, never fighting back.
"Let's say goodbye here."
"Wait a minute, count me in.
I want to leave with you."
The Blackbird Fighter landed on a nearby small island. Hank, in the pilot's seat, unbuckled his seatbelt and stood up, his voice low and muffled.
He shared a slightly similar view with Magneto. Even if they participated in saving the World, his blue beast-like mouth would still be mocked by others, seen as a monster.
Ron's new era moved him.
And… he had turned Raven into what she was now.
Hank felt immense guilt towards Raven and wanted to make amends. Perhaps he could contribute to accelerating the arrival of the new era.
"Hank, are you leaving too?"
Professor X's expression was sorrowful and astonished. He opened his mouth, his exhausted body swaying as if unable to bear the continuous blows, fortunately supported by Moira.
Seeing him like this, Ron secretly shook his head.
In the original development, although he was paralyzed from the waist down, Hank remained by his side, supporting him and helping him establish the X-Mansion. Now, his body was perfectly fine, but even his last remaining compatriot was leaving him.
"Sorry, Charles."
Hank didn't dare to look into Professor X's eyes, fearing to see the sadness and disappointment there. He lowered his head and walked behind Ron.
Ron prepared to activate his ability to take the two of them away.
"Wait!"
Moira, who had been silent, spoke up. As a former CIA Agent, she took a deep breath, her sharp eyes fixed on Ron.
"Ron, it's fine that you didn't stop Eric from destroying the two nations' fleets. Strictly speaking, you had no obligation to stop him.
But—I hope you won't endanger human safety like Eric in the future!"
Finally, she emphasized, not saying that she would personally apprehend and judge Ron or anything of the sort, as she knew Ron's power was beyond her grasp.
"With you by Charles's side, perhaps his saintly nature can change."
He glanced at Moira and sneered.
The first half of her statement, excluding the tone, was reasonably fair, at least it wasn't moral blackmail.
Of course, it might also be that she felt moral blackmail wouldn't work on him, so she didn't say anything superfluous.
"Goodbye, Charles."
If another person had been so impolite to him, Ron might have taught her a lesson.
However, Charles was already pitiful enough, so there was no need to be cruel to someone he liked.
Bang~
The three disappeared.
"Raven, Eric, Ron, Hank…"
When they arrived, everyone was sitting together, preparing nervously. Now, the vast cockpit was empty, with only Professor X and Moira remaining. He looked around, slumped to the ground, his face ashen, muttering.
One by one, his family and friends had left him.
Why, why did it turn out this way…
…
"What do we do next, Ron?"
The next second, they were back in a familiar alley in New York. Raven looked around and asked what they should do next.
Everything had to be done step by step, so shouldn't they find a place to settle down?
"Before Eric destroyed the two nations' fleets, we were with him, and many people know that, Ron, I'm afraid we…"
Hank raised his head, his tone worried, reminding him.
He wanted to say that they might be branded as Eric's accomplices by the state and even human society.
If they didn't resolve this first, anything they wanted to do openly would likely be hindered.
"You're right, so next…"
Ron's face was cold, with a hint of playfulness.
"Let's go meet a certain President first."
"The President?!"