Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1245: Hawk returns from hell

Falling...

Falling...

Falling...

The feeling of weightlessness enveloped Hawke.

It seemed that there were countless hands, dragging his body, falling into the boundless abyss.

It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see his fingers. He shouted hard, but he couldn't get any response. It seemed that he was left alone in the whole world. The feeling of loneliness, loneliness, and fear gradually spread. Come.

Sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, feeling...all are moving away from him.

This feeling of powerlessness is really terrifying!

Hawk seemed to give up, just sinking into the darkness, quietly waiting for everything to end.

But those past memories, like a marquee, began to flash in his mind one after another, from Magneto at the beginning, to Professor X later, to Pietro and Wanda, and those who died. comrades.

Those people had stern and disappointed eyes, as if they were asking him loudly: "Have you really tried your best?"

Professor X looked at him with a face full of disappointment: "Hawk, I thought you could do it, but I didn't expect you to let me down. You can't even protect a child. The future of mutants... Just like that, I was ruined by you!"

Then, Magneto appeared in his mind and asked him expectantly: "Hawk, my child, have you protected yourself?"

Then, Wanda appeared again. She cried and asked, "Why didn't you protect my brother? Why did you let him step into the wooden house? Why can you give up with peace of mind?"

Wolverine was covered in blood, his legs were broken at the root, and only one hand was left. He crawled out of the dark abyss, and with his hideous face full of blood and scars, he stared straight at him. Staring at him: "Hawk, you let me down so much."

The questioning sounded like a sharp knife, piercing his heart fiercely.

"No..."

"I can't give up yet..."

Hoke, who was about to give up, felt a flame ignite in his heart.

It's not for himself, but for those comrades who died. Even if he degenerates into a demon, he will get back up again, and take revenge on those guys with the flames from hell!

"Ahhhhhhh!"

A roar from the heart turned into the most primitive engine oil and injected it into this decayed and damaged machine.

Hawk, who was exhausted, tried his best to burn his soul and stretched out his hand to the darkness.

He wants to tear apart the darkness and return to that world again!

"Please...my body!"

"Hold on a little longer, just hold on a little longer!"

"I can't fall down yet!"

"At least I can't die until I save Pietro!"

Amidst the boundless darkness, a ray of light suddenly appeared.

A beam of blazing golden light, like the dawn of dawn, cut through this boundless dark space.

In Hawke's shocked eyes, he seemed to see a person walking towards him from the blazing golden light, surrounded by infinite warmth, like the sun dispelling the darkness.

"Slave bound by fate, rely on your own strength to liberate fate!"

Under the blazing golden light like the sun, Hawke's vision gradually blurred. At the last second of losing consciousness, he vaguely saw a man wearing a crown of thorns and a linen cloth.

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650 kilometers away from Kansas City, on a path in a forest.

The torrential rain for several days made the land very wet and soft, and a faint mist filled the forest.

At this time, this piece of soft and wet soil is slowly changing its shape.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can clearly see that the land in this area is undergoing a strange change that cannot be described by science, as if a demon walked by and left a huge palm print with a diameter of hundreds of feet .

On the edge of the palm print, you can clearly see traces like sharp claws.

This is the frightening Devil's Palm in the Arizona desert, but for unknown reasons, it moved thousands of kilometers across and appeared near Kansas.

With the appearance of the Devil's Palm, a violent heartbeat suddenly sounded in this silent forest.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The sound of the heartbeat became louder and louder, and then became more and more intense.

Echoing in the open forest, like a powerful sports car filled with engine oil and slamming the accelerator, the nearby soil was shaken up, and circles of ripples could be vaguely seen, spreading like water .

Looking at the source of the earth's vibration, it is a completely dead body covered in mud.

The source of the heartbeat is this corpse.

The skin of the corpse can be found in places that have not been touched by the mud. It has shown a rigid and blue color, and even has a bit of a smell, as well as spots of mildew, which is enough to prove that he is completely dead.

But it was such a dead body, but its chest was throbbing violently.

Plop...Plop...Plop...

The corpse trembled suddenly, as if it had been shocked by an electric shock, it bounced several centimeters high on the spot.

Then it fell again heavily, the surrounding mud splashed, and the mud covering the corpse also fell off, revealing its original appearance, which was the long dead Hawke.

At extremely close range, he was hit by six bullets from the m1911, causing half of his head to be blown away.

If you get close, you can still see half of the brain.

A professional killer-level bullseye will never leave any trouble, every shot is fatal, so it stands to reason that it has become like this, and it is absolutely impossible for the corpse to come back to life.

But it happened to be such a corpse, and the heartbeat sounded again.

Shusha.....Shusha...

Hawk's fingers squirmed, and several marks were drawn on the wet soil.

Then followed by his eyelids, and then his whole body twitched slowly, as if he was being stimulated by stress after death, trembling constantly.

The next moment, Hawk slowly got up from the ground, staggered a few times, and stood firm.

"I... came back from hell!"

The moment he opened his eyes, Sen Han's killing intent swept across the entire forest like a tsunami.

Hawk violently tore off his shirt, and looked down at his chest. An organ like a heart protruded clearly from the subcutaneous tissue, and he could even see two thick large arteries, as well as the shape of the entire heart. .

"Is that... am I selected too?"

Hawk looked at the beating heart and knew that his second life was given by the saint.

Surging vitality ~IndoMTL.com~ is continuously pouring into his body from that heart. Without this heart, he is just a corpse now, and even with the support of the heart, he can still live How long is uncertain.

"Is this the power of the saint's body?"

Hoke murmured in a low voice, and he could clearly feel a wonderful power swimming in his body.

It is the power of life and the power of spirit.

With the activation of his thoughts, the mental power quickly leaked out of his body, forming a nearly transparent creature with a humanoid outline, silently staying beside him like a ghost.

This is the ability given to him by the corpse, just like Pietro's power.

"Pietro...wait for me!"

Hoke clenched his fists, his eyes sharp and firm: "I will save you at all costs, before this body reaches its limit, no one... can stop me! "