Chapter 139: Psylocke, the Telekinetic Female Ninja

"Angel!!"

When Storm and Psylocke saw Angel’s miserable state, they were stunned for a moment.

They had never expected that Angel, who had been strengthened by Apocalypse, would be instantly killed by Orion Cross.

Even when Apocalypse sent them out to stop Orion Cross and the others, he had not mentioned Orion Cross at all. He had only told them to be careful of Magneto.

In the end, Magneto had not come at all. The steel-winged Angel had immediately thought his natural enemy was gone, and just as he was about to act arrogantly, he was gone too.

"Miss Mohawk and Miss Anti-Demon Ninja, are you two still planning to attack? If you’re not going to move, we’re leaving."

Seeing the two of them staring blankly, Orion Cross kindly reminded them.

"Don’t even think..."

Lightning flickered at Storm’s fingertips, but her eyes wavered as she looked at Orion Cross, filled with fear.

"Hm? Don’t think what?"

Orion Cross picked at his ear and took two steps forward.

"No, don’t come over!"

Storm was startled by Orion Cross’s sudden movement and immediately threw out a bolt of lightning.

The lightning struck Orion Cross, automatically flowing into his body and becoming a surge of energy representing Zeus’s divine power.

Seeing this, Storm froze in shock for a brief moment, then immediately turned and ran.

Her ability was actually useless against Orion Cross?

Then how was she supposed to fight?

"She ran?"

Orion Cross looked at Storm fleeing in a sorry state and did not choose to chase her.

He knew very well that before being strengthened by Apocalypse, Storm had only been the leader of a group of poor children on the streets of Egypt, using her ability to create chaos so they could take the chance to steal.

Even when people discovered her stealing, most of the time she did not dare resist. She only knew how to argue.

With the mentality of a weak thief, even if she gained power comparable to a thunder god, she would still remain weak.

Not to mention, Storm was not a thunder god. She could only discharge electricity, but she did not have an Asgardian physique.

Perhaps it was precisely because she understood this that Storm knew that if Orion Cross caught her, her ending would definitely be the same as Angel’s.

"What about you, Miss Anti-Demon Ninja?"

Orion Cross turned to Psylocke, who was standing on the wreckage of their plane.

Psylocke held a katana in one hand and condensed a light blade in the other. At that moment, she was collapsing inside.

Originally, she had thought their first battle would definitely be an easy one. The only mutants they had to deal with were Beast and Mystique.

But she had never expected that Orion Cross, who was not a mutant, would casually kill Angel in an instant and directly frighten Storm into fleeing.

Now she was the only one left...

Psylocke flipped down from the plane wreckage and charged straight toward Diana beside Orion Cross.

Diana was slightly stunned. She had not expected the other party’s target to be her. At once, she grew excited.

"Don’t move! ...Hm?"

Psylocke raised her katana and placed it across Diana’s neck, wanting to pull Diana backward, only to discover that she could not move her at all.

"Miss Anti-Demon Ninja, look at Diana’s outfit. Aside from Batman, what ordinary person would dare wear such strange clothing out on the street?"

Orion Cross looked at Psylocke speechlessly. Even he had not expected Psylocke’s plan to be choosing Diana as a hostage.

Right now, Diana was wearing Wonder Woman’s armor, the starlight tiara on her head, the Silver Bracelets of Protection on her wrists, and the Lasso of Truth hanging from her waist.

No matter how one looked at her, she did not seem easy to mess with, did she?

Or had Psylocke mistaken this outfit for some kind of fetish costume that Orion Cross had made Diana wear?

"Your ability should allow you to use light blades with both hands, right?"

Diana, who had been taken hostage by Psylocke, showed not the slightest fear. Instead, she looked curiously at the purplish-red light blade condensed from psychic energy in Psylocke’s other hand.

"What do you mean..."

Clang!

Under Psylocke’s stunned gaze, Diana grasped the blade across her neck with both hands and lightly snapped it.

It broke.

Psylocke lowered the hand holding the broken sword in a daze.

"Are you all right?"

Diana looked at Psylocke in confusion and raised her hand to wave in front of her eyes.

The fight had not even properly started yet. Why did it feel as if she had already lost her will to fight?

Psylocke came back to her senses and immediately threw away the broken sword.

One hand gripped a light blade, while the other conjured a rope.

The purplish-red whip lashed toward Diana and directly bound her.

"I have no intention of fighting you. Let me leave..."

After binding Diana, Psylocke immediately spoke to Orion Cross.

However, in the next second, Diana broke free from the psychic chain, took the Lasso of Truth from her waist, and wrapped it around Psylocke in return.

"Antiope taught me never to let my guard down during battle. Did your elders not teach you that?"

Looking at this woman whose fighting style was somewhat similar to her own, Diana could not help asking.

"No... What is this?"

Psylocke discovered that she could not control her own words and immediately looked at the golden lasso around her in terror.

"This is... I’m not telling you."

Diana subconsciously prepared to explain the Lasso of Truth’s ability, but then remembered Orion Cross’s earlier reminder and immediately changed her words.

"I can take you to find Apocalypse."

After struggling twice and discovering she could not break free, Psylocke had no choice but to yield.

"Let her go and have her lead the way."

Orion Cross said to Diana.

"Lead the way."

Diana withdrew the Lasso of Truth and helped Psylocke up.

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll run away now?"

Psylocke rubbed her shoulder and looked at Orion Cross in disbelief.

They had released her restraints so easily? Shouldn’t they keep tying her up?

"What, do you want me to make you swear loyalty?"

Orion Cross chuckled softly and asked a question. "The light blades you condense are made of psychic energy, right?"

"That’s right."

Psylocke nodded as she walked ahead to lead the way. This was not exactly a secret.

"So your ability is actually psychic-type," Orion Cross said.

"Yes."

Psylocke seemed to want to return the favor, so she did not hide it. "Aside from being able to condense weapons with psychic energy, I also have telepathy."

"What a coincidence. So do I."

Orion Cross smiled softly and activated the Phoenix Force’s control.

In an instant, the psychic energy in Psylocke’s hand condensed into a high-speed rotating purple sphere.

In the next second, the purple sphere transformed again, taking the shape of a handgun.

"Psylocke" raised her hand and fired several shots into the distance, shooting out a few purple psychic bullets. Then the gun transformed into a set of armor.

"Psychic energy really is convenient. Although the effect is simple, the forms are quite varied."

After finishing the test, Orion Cross released his control.

Psylocke staggered and braced herself against the wall, staring at Orion Cross in shock. "You controlled my body just now?"

She had been able to see everything, but she could not control her body.

She could only watch as her body moved inexplicably and even used her ability to condense some strange things.

"After gaining this ability, doesn’t that mean you can do whatever you want from now on?"

Mystique wrapped one arm around Orion Cross’s and winked at him.

Clearly, the "whatever you want" she was referring to was not about combat.

"You’re thinking too much. When I control her, her sensations are transmitted to me. If I wanted to do that to her, then the result would be..."

Orion Cross rolled his eyes and explained to Raven, but the more he spoke, the more he could not continue.