When she woke up, Lorna found herself lying on a wet grass, her top was soaked in dew.

When she got up, she couldn't help but shiver her feet, her head was dizzy, her legs were so weak that she couldn't control her. Her vision was a little blurry, and her nose was filled with the fresh fragrance of the forest after the rain. Looking around, there were green trees and shrubs that could not see at all, and there was no distinctive feature that could help her identify where this was.

Anyway, it will definitely not be any Central Park.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A string of creepy screams, followed by a tall outline rushing out of the woods like an angry bull. Before Lorna could see clearly, she was strangled by a cold and powerful palm. She was slapped on a thick trunk, and the impact force made the leaves fall from the top of the tree.

It was so close that it was almost close to the distance on his face. Lorna saw it clearly. It was a wild, almost no rational face left. His facial features were ferocious, his left eye was replaced with mechanical parts, and his entire body except his head was almost replaced with silver-white alloy material.

A semi-mechanical transformer.

"Listen, I don't know who you are," Lorna almost squeezed out of her teeth with the pressure of her throat being pinched. "But as a half-human and half-mechanical freak, you're really stupid to do this!!!"

The last sentence was almost roaring, and a green light burst out from her palm. The magnetism was like an invisible hand that pulled the weirdo's head and metal body apart, and the long metal spine was pulled out of his neck, and body fluids and engine oil splashed everywhere. The scene was once quite nauseating.

Lorna slid along the tree trunk and sat on the ground, covering her chest and began to pant heavily. At this moment, her right leg began to get numb, and her heartbeat was almost out of control. The strange jungle and half-human and half-mechanical monsters were uneasy no matter how she thought about it.

She began to try to recall how she got to this point. She remembered that she was in the underground base of Mutants in Mexico before, when she was downstairs, she bumped into John and was attacked by John without any warning.

Is it mental control? Or is it

"Lorna!"

Just as she thought of this, the muscular man, John Prodsta, came out of the bush.

Lorna became alert in an instant, and she held the tree trunk and made a pose to prepare for the battle. John raised his hands: "Calm down, Lorna, it's me."

"You attacked me and brought me here."

"In fact, as far as I remember, you attacked me. Others said it similarly."

He said as he gave in to the side, and their other mutant companions also emerged one after another.

"I woke up and found everyone with my perception as soon as possible," John said, lifting his chin. "It seems that we have encountered some people with the ability to transform or disguise. The enemies become our familiar companions, who sneaked into us and brought us to this place."

"So where is this?" someone asked.

"I don't know." Lorna shook her head.

“Who did that?”

"I wish I knew, too."

"Then maybe we can find a way to get out of here and flash?" Lorna looked at the female mutant behind John who had the ability to travel through space. "Can you take us out of here?"

The other party shook his head: "No, I tried it. Someone must have moved some tricks. Every time I try to open the space door, the other side of the door is not far from here."

"Wait, don't make a noise," John frowned and waved his hand, "Someone has something to come."

John was right, someone came over, and there were quite a lot of them. The shadows of semi-mechanicals emerged from the surrounding bushes one after another. Without exception, they were replaced with a large number of mechanical parts, loaded with various guns, weapons and jagged blades, and surrounded the mutant people with malicious intentions.

Although there are many mutants in the stronghold, most of them are just mutant abilities, rather than trained warriors. They were frightened, subconsciously tightened, and hid nervously behind their leader, not daring to show off.

John set off on a fighting stance and looked at Lorna with a squinted look: "How are you in your state? Can you do it?"

"Not really, I feel like I've just woken up from a hangover and have a headache." Lorna paused, and turned her mind, and a misty green light appeared on her five fingers. "But there is no problem dealing with this ball of ragged iron."

The green energy lifted her hair, and the magnetic field quietly released, covering the open space, invisibly causing the mechanical parts of these transformed soldiers to buzz slightly.

However, she did not personally take action to crack the transformed warriors.

A crimson undercurrent suddenly appeared before Lorna had time to take action, sweeping away like a tide from the depths of the earth, and flooded the entire open space in the blink of an eye.

The beautiful shadow fell from the sky with a cloud-like red light. The crimson light burst out with the figure as the center, blowing away all the transformed soldiers surrounding them like a destruction. The fully armed soldiers fell to the ground without even the chance to pull the trigger. The parts of their bodies were damaged in many places, making it very difficult to stand up.

The Scarlet Witch was like a divine weapon descending from the sky, slowly stood up, with a flash of red light rippling in her eyes. Lorna and her eyes met and immediately remembered her.

"It's you." Lorna said in surprise, "But why?"

"I know where this is, and I know what's going on. It's Krakawa Island." Wanda Maximov looked at them with a serious expression and said word by word, "You are in trouble."

"Have you heard of Krakawa Island, sir?"

Shirley's virtual image suddenly appeared beside Michael. She put her elbows on the experiment table, held her cheeks in both hands, and tilted her head to look at the boss who was working.

"I haven't heard of it, what?" Michael responded casually, busy trying to improve the actual armor design.

"That was near Ginosa in the South Pacific. Ginosa is a South Pacific island country that is extremely anti-mutants, and Krakawa is their mutant prison. They will capture their own mutants on that island, use specially modified soldiers to hunt mutants and shoot them into reality TV shows as entertainment."

"Well, it sounds like it's too much." Michael didn't raise his head, "What does this have to do with us?"

"You have previously told me to keep an eye on the mutant underground organization - Lorna Dane, the group led by the mutant girl code-named 'Polaris'? They seem to have been caught on that island. They seem to be the protagonist of the reality TV show this week, and the hunting game should have begun now."

"That's quite unfortunate for them." Michael was still busy with his own.

"But the situation is, sir," Shirley shook her head, "Miss Maximov also chased the island. She should have been on TV by now."
Chapter completed!