The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

"Wrong...wrong..."

Charles was filled with regret.

On that wrinkled face, the eyes slowly lost their sparkle, and the whole person suddenly became sluggish, as if his energy had been drained away.

They missed the best opportunity.

It also missed the only opportunity to reverse the current situation of mutants and correct the mistakes of the world!

Kuaiyin, who had regained consciousness, was still worried, with a trace of panic remaining on his face.

It wasn't until that moment that he deeply realized how stupid he was before, actually thinking that he could defeat that man with his speed.

Ridiculous... simply ridiculous!

At that moment, he even thought he was going to die. In the environment of hundreds of degrees below zero, he seemed to be frozen into ice.

There's no way you can win...that kind of monster!

However, a common problem among young people is that they generally have a hard mouth. Even if they are dead and their whole body is soft, their mouths will still be hard.

Kuaiyin frowned, pretending to be calm, and said: "Professor, even without him, we can still turn the situation around!"

"I hope so..."

Charles, who had missed the opportunity, could only place his hope on this. He sighed and said, "Get ready and leave here."

"Are you going to change places again?"

Kuaiyin was startled when he heard this, and said a little embarrassedly: "But, Professor, isn't it too fast? Wanda..."

Yawenba

"Charles is right."

The Punisher finally spoke, saying: "That woman's... burst of energy will soon attract that group of people, and we must evacuate immediately."

"...Yes, I will inform others."

Kuaiyin lowered his head helplessly, but then thought of something, hesitated, and asked tentatively: "Then...should we tell those two people about this?"

The Punisher was silent for a moment and looked at Charles, as if asking for his opinion.

"...No need to tell them."

A flash of light flashed in Charles's eyes, but he quickly covered it up and said calmly: "The other party's target is just us mutants. We won't attack them. There is no need to notify them."

Is it unnecessary, or is there another reason?

The Punisher glanced meaningfully at Charles, who was expressionless and said nothing.

Although Quicksilver was a little suspicious and had a vague feeling that this was not the case, he respected Professor Charles very much, so he did not ask any more questions and just nodded: "Okay, Professor, I will inform the others right away."

"You're playing with fire, Charles."

After Quicksilver walked out of the room, the Punisher lowered his eyes, stared at Charles, and said in a deep voice.

"I know the consequences of this, Frank."

Charles looked very calm, looked back at the Punisher, and said expressionlessly: "But for the mutants, it is all worth it. If there is a price to pay for it, I am very willing to pay it with my life."

"...You have changed a lot."

The Punisher's tone seemed to contain some unexplainable meaning.

"Everyone changes."

Charles pushed the wheelchair and slid into the shadows without lights: "The Charles who once dreamed of living in peace had already died in that war. Now the one who survives... is just one who inherited the power of Egypt. The old man who left Rick’s legacy.”

In the dark ascetic chamber.

Charles' figure gradually disappeared into the shadows, as if being swallowed up.

The Punisher stared at the shadow, speechless for a long time.

That war changed too many people and too many things.

He couldn't even confirm whether his position this time was still on the side of 'justice'.

Maybe...just a worse choice.

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Return from the monastery to the church of Droles.

Lord found himself holding Michael's hand,

Then he realized that it seemed a little inappropriate, so he let go of her hand and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I seem to have made you break your promise."

He was referring to Michael's promise to Quicksilver to help Wanda expel Sithorne.

"It's okay, don't take it to heart."

Michael smiled, took the initiative to hold Lord's hand, stared at him with golden eyes, and said: "You are the biggest promise I have made. Compared with you, everything else is not important, so no

You need to apologize to me for this."

Damn...so good at flirting!

Feeling the angel's cold and soft little hands and those touching words, Lord's heart beat wildly.

At this point, he had to admit that Michael... was so damn good at flirting!

Especially when those golden children's eyes, which are as pure as gems and do not contain any impurities, look at you with eyes full of charm and love, I believe that no man can resist the intertwining of holiness and depravity.

Pleasure.

"Ahem, it's time to get down to business."

Lord suppressed the evil fire in his heart and pretended to be calm: "Didn't you say you wanted to find the angel's legacy?"

Michael's eyes dimmed, and he seemed a little disappointed, but he quickly recovered and nodded: "Yes, according to what I sensed, it should be in the chapel. Let's go and have a look."

"Then hurry over and take a look, don't let anyone snatch it away!"

As soon as he heard that something was in the chapel, Lord took the opportunity to secretly shake off Michael's hand and quicken his pace to walk in front.

Michael was stunned for a few seconds, then sighed softly in his heart and followed him.

After walking through the forest area of ​​the church for a few minutes, the two of them arrived at the chapel, a place used for worship on weekdays.

Just like other churches, the interior of the chapel is extremely gorgeous, with angels carved on the walls and columns, ancient mahogany benches on both sides, and inside is a podium where the priest sings, and a cross that is several meters high.

At this moment, there were still a few people in the chapel, listening to the priest's confession.

Michael held Lord's hand and sat in the last row. He put a finger to his lips to signal him to be quiet: "Shh~ don't interrupt him. Let's go after he finishes speaking."

Lord asked in a low voice: "Have you sensed where the thing is?"

"Hmm." Michael pointed out to him quietly: "There is the breath of an angel in the cross, it should be there."

Hearing this, Lord nodded slightly and waited patiently for the priest to finish his confession.

The priest's confession was extremely simple and rude. It was just that you have to believe in God, otherwise you will end up like that, just like the elder sister who handed out flyers on the street in her previous life. Hearing this, Lord became drowsy.

"Is this how you usually confess?" Lord couldn't help it.

"I don't know, we won't confess."

Michael glanced at him and said calmly: "We never pay attention to the religions of the world. As for what they do, that is their own freedom. We can't even control the affairs of heaven and hell. How can there be any

Are you free to listen to humanity’s troubles?”

Okay, very rough.

Lord said speechlessly: "Fortunately it's not in the Vatican, otherwise the Pope would make you angry to death."

"Then let's try another one. Aren't there several candidates for the Pope?"

Michael looked indifferent and said: "Anyway, none of the popes in the world are good. After all, aren't they using our names to achieve their own selfish desires?

?”

From Michael's attitude, Lord can basically guess that heaven probably doesn't look down on human religion at all.

Even...a little boring.

While the two were talking, a harsh roar suddenly exploded over the church.

boom--!

Immediately afterwards, the marble dome with exquisite murals was suddenly shattered by a huge force. Countless huge stone slabs fell like raindrops, and dozens of silver steel figures hit the middle of the chapel.

The body is made of silver mechanical metal, as if it were a cutting-edge product created by future technology.

Pairs of scarlet electronic eyes scanned back and forth among the crowd, releasing chilling coldness and murderous intent.

"X variant gene detected...Searching for target!"

"Target checking... Found!"

"The highest order, eliminate the x mutant gene!"

The robot quickly aimed at the confessing priest.

Lord and Michael looked confused and did not understand the current situation at all.

Why do a group of robots suddenly appear in the church?

A shocking scene appeared. The priest blurted out "Fake", and then roared angrily. His whole body expanded several times, his hair grew crazily, and he turned into a... werewolf.

.

Werewolf? Priest?

Damn... what kind of blasphemy is this?!

The people of Lod were all dumbfounded. This guy was too courageous. He really thought it was dark under the light!

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