The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 170: Finger

Assassin Alliance, in a room that only Sloan can enter.

Mike stood quietly, looking at the loom in front of him that was pulling the thread, and he was curious in his eyes.

The Destiny Loom.

He walked up to the front, looked at the cloth woven from the strands of yarn, and looked at it carefully.

The crossing lines are really like a person's fate.

On the way to the textile yard, after discussion, Fox and Wesley went to Sloan to determine the fate of the wanted order, and Cross was taken to this room by Mike.

Looking at Mike's back, Cross was very complicated.

Surprise, admiration and jealousy, as well as a trace of resentment.

He just watched Mike take out two cards, and then they gained the invisibility ability, and then swaggered through the textile factory full of assassins and came to the Destiny Loom.

No one in this room, only Sloan can come. After translating the cipher text, he handed the Fate Wanted Order to the Assassin for execution.

The cross looked at the loom, his eyes swaying lightly.

Like Firefox, he believes in Destiny Loom, or in other words, they have to believe.

Don't believe it, it means that what they believed in and pursued in the past became a joke.

They are just killers, not fateful assassins at all.

So, he will take care of Sloan.

Sloan fooled him and tarnished his faith.

The eyes of the cross became firm, and suddenly said: "Mr. Kent, do you believe in fate now?"

Mike turned around and smiled, and said: "Believe in fate? Isn't this thing used to change?"

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Destiny is not for faith, but for change.

"But destiny is destined by heaven, no matter how hard we work, we can't escape the control of destiny."

Mike raised his eyebrows and said: "If you say death, it is indeed everyone's fate, but how to die depends on your choice."

"But how do you know that the choice you made was not driven by fate?"

Mike laughed and said: "Is my choice driven by fate, are these important?"

The cross was startled and nodded.

Important, very important to him!

Because he has been accepting the guidance of ‘fate’ for so many years. Killing the person ‘deserves to kill’ is the guidance of fate, so he is no longer confused.

If these are not the guidance of fate, what he has done for so many years...

Mike squeezed his chin, looked at the cross and shrugged, and said: "Okay, then you can still believe in your destiny."

Believe in this kind of thing, you have to believe it before it exists. If you don't believe it, you still have a fart.

Cross couldn't help but said: "But if you didn't believe it, why did you join the Assassin League in the first place?"

Mike recalled, smiled, but didn't answer.

The reason is complicated.

Because he came through, curiosity wanted to change his life, because he was involved in an operation of the Assassin League, because he got the talent of assassins from the system...

The cross fell silent, and Mike turned his head with a smile, looked at the loom, and turned on the super vision, and when he saw the weaving shuttle, his eyes condensed.

That's...a finger! ?

He was shocked in his heart, grabbed the weaving shuttle that kept shutting down, and took it out of it.

Looking at this scene, Cross was a little puzzled.

But Mike tore open the iron sheet of the weaving shuttle, revealing the wooden weaving shuttle with the carved patterns inside. With a strong pinch, the wooden weaving shuttle shattered, and a magic circle disappeared.

Mike frowned, then in Cross's shocked gaze, he took out a...finger from the debris?

"What is this...?"

The cross murmured, feeling that his cognition was breaking.

The moment Mike got his finger, he felt a powerful mental energy starting to invade his mind.

Mike's complexion changed slightly, and when the light spot of the card in his hand dissipated, he stood there blankly.

And in his mind, there was a vague black shadow.

"Haha!"

Feeling Mike's powerful body, the black shadow smiled happily.

This body belongs to her!

"What are you?"

In the darkness, Mike's voice rang.

"I am destiny!"

"Fill your mother!"

Mike couldn't help cursing.

The figure froze, and then angrily said: "I am the **** who can see fate!"

See fate?

Mike groaned and said, "That finger is yours? Why are you in that finger?"

"I...what does this have to do with you? Your body will be mine soon!"

It doesn't seem to be stupid.

Originally, he still felt that the other party was kept in the weaving shuttle and didn't know how long, and when he was about to get a new body, he would be full of desires to tell and show off.

"Sorry, I will disappoint you."

Mike said faintly, and his mind that was full of darkness actually lit up, and then the figure was stunned, and a color of horror flashed in his eyes.

She was actually locked up in a cage, and in front of her was a giant Mike.

When? When did this cage appear?

She looked at the giant Mike in front of her, terrified.

Mind realm.

When Mike saw that finger, he had already taken out a card named Professor X, and when the opponent invaded his mind, the card had been activated.

After that, it was not the other party who entered his mind, but he pulled the other party in, and then unknowingly, put the other party into the mental cage.

"No!"

The voice screamed.

With a move of Mike's heart, the terrifying power of the soul directly invaded the opponent, checking the opponent's memory.

This is a mutant who has awakened the ability to predict the future.

She was originally just a weaver, but after she awakened this ability, she called herself an apostle of destiny, and used the future she saw to guide the weavers in the textile mill to avoid bad luck~IndoMTL. com~ And over time, she has become people's faith and a beacon in people's eyes.

After that, in a foresight, she foresaw that someone would kill her in the future.

So, in horror, she let those weavers who believe in fate kill that person in advance, and called this the guide of fate. It was fate that caused that person to die, and the reason was that that person would bring it someday in the future. Kill.

In this regard, the weavers who were convinced of her had no doubts, and the Assassin Alliance was formed.

From that day on, the Assassin League has had a mission, that is, under her guidance, to kill people who foresee that they will hurt others in the future, to avoid future killings.

Finally, one day, the Assassin Alliance killed someone who shouldn't be killed, and the enemy came to the door and killed her.

But the people of the Assassin Alliance needed the guidance of fate, so they used magic rituals to attach her soul to one of her fingers and made a weaving shuttle, continuing the so-called guidance of fate until now.