Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1230: The body of the first saint
"Scott, we really want to..."
The Storm hesitated to speak, as if she was afraid of making him angry.
"Scott, I don't want to refute what you mean." Colossus nodded, and said, "I'm just... worried that if we cooperate with that guy, it may not be good in the end. Come on, Stephen Strange is too insidious."
"Don't worry, Orolo, Piot."
Cyclops sneered, with a sly look in his eyes, staring at the place where Doctor Strange left, and said calmly: "I only promised him to collect the remains of the saints, but I didn't promise who I would give them to in the end. "
"Since the saint's body is so important, everyone is fighting for it."
"Perhaps after figuring out its purpose, we can **** all the remains and use them ourselves."
Storm and Colossus smiled, this is the Scott they knew.
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In the endless desert, two figures slowly moved forward.
On the hot sand, two strings of winding footprints were left, crossing the dunes one after another.
"Damn the weather, isn't it too hot?!"
Kuaiyin wiped the sweat pouring from his forehead, looked down at the soaked clothes, and said bitterly: "If I could use my ability, I would have reached the finish line a long time ago with only 6,000 kilometers."
"Stop complaining, Pietro." Hawke, who was carrying the supplies in front of him, turned his head and said out of breath, "You should be thankful that everyone can't use their abilities, otherwise we will be shot by lasers at the starting point." Let's kill them."
"I know, I'm just complaining, Uncle Hawke."
Kuaiyin curled his lips, set up a pergola on his forehead, and looked into the distance: "How long will it take for us to get out?"
Hoke stopped, squinted his eyes and scanned roughly, silently estimated in his heart, said: "According to the current speed, probably before dark, we can walk out of the desert and reach the Gobi Desert."
"It's so far away, it's too far away!"
Kuaiyin cried and put his head in his hands: "It's still so far away, I want to give up!"
"Hey, Pietro, have you forgotten the professor's instructions?" Hawke with black hair, secretly thought that the young people nowadays really have no patience at all, and he comforted him helplessly: "Don't forget, Wanda is still alive." I'm waiting for you!"
Wanda? professor?
As soon as he heard these two names, Kuaiyin cheered up immediately, and the flames in his eyes rekindled.
"You're right, Uncle Hawk!" Quicksilver clenched his fist and said full of fighting spirit, "We can't give up. Wanda and the professor are waiting. We must win the final victory!"
Full of fighting spirit, Kuaiyin surpassed Hawke in a few steps as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
"Uncle Hawke, don't procrastinate behind, now is not the time to take a walk, we must speed up and surpass others!"
Who is kneeling in front and shouting to give up!
Hawk was speechless, and waved his hand weakly: "Yes, yes, please slow down and take care of me, okay, I am forty-five years old this year, and I don't have as much physical strength as you. "
Although Kuaiyin ran fast, he was still behind, following unhurriedly.
"Pietro, walk slowly."
Hoke shouted: "It's too fast, I can't catch up with you."
"Ah——!"
However, at this moment, Kuaiyin let out a scream, and the whole person suddenly disappeared from his sight.
For a moment, Hawke was on the verge of a formidable enemy, his eyes widened, his muscles tensed, and he looked around nervously: "Pietro? Where are you? Come out, Pietro!"
His voice echoed in the desert, but there was no reply.
It's an attack!
Hawk Tongkong shrank suddenly, and immediately realized that they were attacked, and the other party had planned it for a long time!
Before he could think any further, the sand under his feet seemed to be flowing, forming a vortex like quicksand, and it was about to swallow his calf in less than a second, the speed was astonishing.
"Roar!"
Hoke let out a low growl, his muscles swelled and his clothes were torn, and he turned into a werewolf over two meters tall.
Then, using all four limbs together, relying on his outstanding explosive power, he ran directly out of the vortex-like quicksand, and came to another higher sand dune, looking at it intently.
"It's dangerous, if it's a second or two slower, the whole person will be swallowed!"
Hoke wiped the sweat from his forehead, and calmly analyzed: "How could there be such a terrible quicksand? Is it an enemy attack, or...other reasons?"
"Help... help!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from under the quicksand.
Is that Pietro's cry for help? !
Hoke heard that the owner of the voice was the missing Pietro, so he shouted: "Pietro, is that you? Are you under this quicksand? What happened?"
"Save me first... go up..."
Pietro's voice is getting smaller and smaller, and it seems to be getting farther and farther away.
"Damn it, he's about to be swallowed up by quicksand!" Hawke's ears moved, and according to the echo of the sound, he quickly judged that Kuaiyin was about ten meters away from the surface, and it was a cavity. Sinking at an extremely fast speed.
The range of the quicksand is still expanding. Looking from the sand dune where he is, it looks like... the paw prints of the devil!
Yes, the quicksand is like the palm print of a devil, and the ferocious claws are clearly visible.
"This place...is a bit evil!"
Hawk's forehead was sweating violently, even he didn't dare to go in rashly, otherwise it would only make the situation worse.
But if you don't go in, how can you save Kuaiyin?
For a while, he fell into a dilemma and didn't know how to make a choice.
"If you are in a desperate situation, turn to the stigmata for help."
Suddenly, a voice rang in his ears.
"Who is talking?!" Hawke trembled all over, and suddenly turned around, but found no one.
"If you are in a desperate situation, turn to the stigmata for help."
The voice sounded again, still in his ears, but this time, Hawke clearly saw a silhouette, which seemed to be a middle-aged man with a crown of thorns on his head.
"Help... Stigmata?"
Hawke lowered his head and stared at the imprint on the back of his hand: "The stigmata, do you mean this imprint?"
"Hawk...I can't hold it anymore..."
Pietro's cry for help sounded again, only this time, he became weaker.
"Fuck, now is not the time to think about this!" Hawke gritted his teeth, regardless of whether this thing was a trap, and instinctively planned to believe the voice, and shouted: "If you really... ..If you can help us, then rescue Pietro!"
Buzz!
A red stigmata faded away, leaving only faint traces.
At the same time, a terrible storm suddenly blew up, with a huge suction like a dragon absorbing water, which lifted the quicksand from the ground tens of meters high, forming a desert tornado, and Kuaiyin was just being dragged up.
"Actually...really successful?!"
Hawk's eyes widened, he didn't expect the 'stigmata' to be real, and he responded to his request.
"Ahem...ahem..." Kuaiyin knelt on the sand beside him, coughing frantically, and slapped his chest hard to let the sand out of his mouth, his face full of shock. Ji De said: "Almost...almost died!"
Hoke came over, patted him on the back, and said, "Let you walk slowly, you will regret it now!"
"Stop it, Uncle Hawke."
Kuaiyin turned his head with a wry smile~IndoMTL.com~ While poohing the sand in his mouth, he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me some water, I want to clean the innermost sand, **** it, it's so uncomfortable .”
However, Hawke didn't answer, but stared straight at his arm.
"Pietro... What is it that you are holding in your hand?!" Hawke said with a look of horror.
"What is holding on to?"
Kuaiyin looked puzzled, then looked down, and jumped up from the sand in fright: "Oh my god! Mu Naiyin!"
I saw one with only the front of the forearm, which had been completely weathered, like a withered arm like a mummy, and it was connected to his original arm, as if the two had merged.
"This is... what?!"
Hawk stared at the arm, but suddenly there was a greed in his heart to take it as his own.
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