I'm starting a mysterious resurgence in Marvel

After easily intercepting the two bullets fired by the cross.

After absorbing the flesh and blood essence of six top killers, Sloan, who looked much younger, took the initiative to appear in front of the cross.

Looking at the cross with a hint of shock on his face, Sloan had a playful smile on his face.

"What? Carlos, you seem surprised?"

"Are you Sloan?"

The cross rolled in a circle on the ground. Looking at Sloan not far away who seemed to be more than ten years younger, he couldn't believe his eyes.

While speaking, from the corner of his eye, Cross happened to catch a glimpse of the six strange-looking mummies on the ground.

The next second, his violently beating heart trembled even more.

Firefox Fox, Gunsmith······

Although the six corpses on the ground were turned into mummies by the extraction of mysterious runes, Cross, who had been together for more than ten years, could easily identify the six corpses on the ground from their clothes. identity.

Originally, before entering the study, Cross had regarded these backbones of the Assassin Brotherhood as his main opponents this time, but he did not expect that before he entered the study.

These people all turned into strange mummies.

Looking at the strange corpses of Fire Fox and the others that seemed to have been drained of water, and Sloan who suddenly became younger.

Cross quickly realized where his bad premonition came from.

Although I don't know what happened in this room before I came here, it definitely has something to do with Sloan.

Thinking of this, the cross became more cautious.

He looked at Sloan and said slowly: "Haha, I didn't expect that you look much younger after I've only been away for a few days. Why, can't you see that I make you so happy? Sloan!"

"You don't need to pretend like this in front of me, Carlos." Sloan slowly took a few steps forward, staring into the cross's eyes and said, "What you actually want to ask is why I look like this. Bar!"

"Can you say it?"

"certainly."

Sloan, with a smile on his face, pointed to the corpses on the ground and said, "I just sacrificed them to the devil and received gifts from the devil."

Hearing this, Cross said excitedly: "Devil? Sloan, you bastard actually threw yourself into hell."

Because of the magical item called the Machine of Destiny, almost every member of the Assassin Brotherhood firmly believes in the existence of God.

And what they pursue is God's will.

Kill one person and save a thousand.

This is their belief.

They never kill for the sake of killing, they kill for redemption.

Redeem more people.

But now, as the leader of the Assassin Brotherhood, Sloan, who can almost be regarded as God's representative, has actually thrown himself into hell, which makes the cross suddenly feel like his faith has been stained.

"Haha..." A sneer appeared on Sloan's face after hearing this, "Carlos, don't you know? Since that bitch of God wants to kill me, then why can't I throw myself into the arms of hell. "

"Go to hell, you apostate bastard..."

Just as Sloan was speaking, the cross, feeling that his faith had been stained, suddenly raised his hand.

The adrenaline hormones were instantly stimulated, and the cross that entered bullet time pulled the trigger crazily. Bullets shot out one after another, hitting all of Sloan's vitals, and at the same time, it vaguely blocked Sloan's retreat.

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"Oh, I betrayed my faith and killed my own son with my own hands, how can you be so noble..."

Sloan, who had a hint of disdain on his face, was not panicked at all.

Almost at the moment Cross raised his hand, Sloan entered bullet time with Cross almost at the same time. He raised his gun and fired, knocking away part of the bullets with yellow-orange bullets.

Sloan's figure flashed and he escaped Carlos's bullet blockade through the gap he created.

After dodging Carlos's bullet blockade.

Sloan raised his hand and fired unceremoniously. Bullets one after another continued to collide with the bullets fired by Carlos in mid-air.

Extremely incredible scenes continued to play out between the two of them.

Taking advantage of Carlos's opportunity to hide behind a pillar to exchange bullets, Sloan flicked his wrist, and a yellow-orange bullet drew a beautiful arc, forcing Carlos to roll out of hiding in embarrassment. Place.

"Is this all you can do? If you only have this ability, Carlos, you will really disappoint me."

Sloan's strength increased dramatically and he felt that he could easily suppress the cross. He didn't want to kill Carlos so quickly. What he wanted was to kill Carlos when he was at his most desperate and powerless.

Last night, while hearing the whispers of the devil, many rituals to please the devil suddenly appeared in my mind.

And a strong man like the Crucifix who stands at the top of the dark world is undoubtedly the best gift to please the devil.

That way, he will receive more blessings from the devil.

After trying the sweet thing, Sloan at this time even began to look forward to the scene of the "gift" he received after killing Carlos.

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other side.

After using [Dejection Gaze] and the spiritual mudra, the special medicinal wax preparation method of the textile factory was extracted from the pharmacist.

Aylin directly stabbed the poisonous love thread into the pharmacist's body, turning his flesh and soul into nourishment for the [Poisonous Love Thread].

After dealing with the pharmacist.

Aylin glanced at the study on the second floor where the gunshots continued, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Take your time! I won't accompany you."

The next second, Aylin's figure flashed, and he quickly sneaked towards the house where the Destiny Loom was stored in Mr. X's memory.

From beginning to end, Aylin never forgot the real purpose of coming to the textile factory.

As for the grudge between the Cross and Sloan, what does it have to do with Aylin?

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"Click!"

After poking a few times in an ancient big lock with a piece of iron wire, Aylin heard a crisp "click".

That was not the sound of the big lock being knocked open, but the sound of the iron wire being twisted off by Aylin.

The skill of "lock picking" seemed a bit difficult for Aylin, who had just been promoted.

"What a hassle!"

Ailing, somewhat exasperated, raised the venomous love thread wrapped around his index finger and physically unlocked the old-fashioned lock.

"Click!"

There was another crisp sound, and the metal lock, which was made of unknown metal and was extremely hard, was cut in half by the venomous love thread.

The next second, Ailin pushed open the heavy door and entered the most mysterious room in the textile factory.

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(Today is Friday, and there are a lot of things to do. It's already very late after I finished coding. I'm sorry to all the book friends here. I will update at noon or in the evening tomorrow, and I promise to update at least three times.)