The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Human remains... a miracle?!

Captain America and Thor, who were observing in the dark, were immediately shocked by this scene.

The sudden disappearance of Iron Man and Mr. Fantastic, the golden light emitting from the eyeballs, and the changed terrain of the rocks on the top of the mountain all prove that this kind of corpse has a supernatural power!

The two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

I thought it was just a trial to compete for the Holy Grail, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

Tony and Reed actually knew about the body a long time ago, and they hadn't been told yet. Combined with the previous suggestion to form separate teams, the whole thing became even more confusing.

Captain America took a deep breath and gave Thor a look, indicating to continue reading.

"The saint's...remains..."

Kuaiyin looked blankly at his left hand, which was the part where his body was fused: "Could it be...did I cause this?"

"Who else can it be besides you?" Hawke excitedly held his hand, looked at Quicksilver passionately, and said: "You are the person selected by the body, and through your body, a miracle of a saint was triggered.

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Originally, he thought that the body might just be a lie to him by his ancestors.

But after Kuaiyin showed his miracle, he became extremely convinced that his ancestor did not lie to him and that the saint's body was real!

"Saint, saint...what exactly is a saint?"

Kuaiyin's brain is now in chaos, and he even feels confused about the so-called 'miracle' he caused.

"That's right, I haven't told you yet." Hawk cooled down his excitement, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Then let me tell you first, what exactly is a saint and what does he symbolize?"

"Um......"

Kuaiyin responded in a low voice, but his eyes drifted to his left hand.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he saw a swirl-shaped protrusion on the palm of his left hand. After triggering the miracle of the corpse, this thing existed on his palm.

"The so-called "saint"..."

Hawke held the cross on his chest tightly and said in a deep voice: "It refers to people who can cause "miracles" after death!"

"Do you know Venice? A country built on small islands in the sea."

Hawke explained in a low voice: "After they snatched the remains of Saint Mark, who wrote the Gospel, from the Byzantine Empire and revered him as their patron saint, the country actually prospered for a thousand years!

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"What's wrong with this...?"

This is a typical failure in history, and Quicksilver is completely unable to understand the weight contained in it.

"Pietro, you have to know that even the only Eastern country among the four ancient civilizations that continues to this day, its prosperity did not last for a thousand years, but only experienced several ups and downs of prosperity." Hawke showed a look of hatred for iron.

appearance.

"But what does this have to do with the saint you mentioned?" Quicksilver asked.

"It has a lot to do with it, Pietro!" Hawke's expression suddenly became solemn and he said in a deep voice: "Because in the history of the world, the only country that has been prosperous for more than a thousand years, apart from the Vatican, is Venice."

Kuaiyin seemed to understand, but he also realized that the importance of the saint's body was far beyond his expectation.

"And this... is just the power of an ordinary 'saint'."

Hawk couldn't help but feel excited, clenched his fists tightly, and said excitedly: "If it is this 'saint' among the 'saints', it will definitely give the holder a glory and power that will last for a thousand years!"

After hearing this, Kuaiyin finally understood something. He looked at the swirls in his palm and murmured: "You mean, as long as we can gather the remains of the saints, we can make the mutant race have a power that lasts for more than a thousand years."

Glory and power?”

"Yes, that's what I meant!"

Hawke suddenly felt relieved that this silly boy finally understood.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Thor and Captain America had a look of shock on their faces at the sudden shocking news.

The remains of the saint...a glory and power that transcends thousands of years!

Yes, that’s it!

Captain America's eyes lit up, and he finally understood why the Illuminati wanted to seize the body.

If the saint's body really has that kind of power, then the Illuminati will definitely not let it go. No matter what it is intended to be used for, it is definitely not what they want to see.

Thinking of this, Captain America became more determined to join forces with Quicksilver and Hawke.

Because only in this way can we uncover the secrets hidden by the Illuminati and correct this wrong world!

"I see, this is the function of the saint's body."

At this moment, the figure that had been hiding suddenly came out from the side of the cliff.

"It's you?!" Hawkeye shrank slightly: "Storm... Ororo Monroe!"

Following the two of them was none other than Storm, one of the Phoenix Apostles. Like the Avengers, they also chose to act separately, and Storm was the one responsible for monitoring them.

Seeing that the stalker was the Phoenix Apostle, Captain America and Thor shrank back again, trying not to expose themselves.

Hawke, on the other hand, was in a cold sweat and looked at Storm nervously.

"Hoke, Pietro, long time no see."

Storm greeted the two of them politely first, then her eyes fell on Quicksilver and said straight to the point: "Pietro, I don't know what you and the professor are planning, but the 'saint's body'...

You must leave it to me."

There was no pretentious politeness at all. He asked for the saint's body from the very beginning. His goal was very clear.

Quicksilver subconsciously hid his left hand, his face a little stiff: "You...what are you talking about, Ororo, wasn't the saint's body snatched away by Iron Man and the others? You should have seen it too."

"Don't try to deceive me, Pietro."

Storm had no expression on her face and said coldly: "When you got the first saint's body, we were already watching you, so don't lie to me with such low-level lies."

What to do? To pay or not to pay?!

Quicksilver is caught in a tangle. If he doesn't pay, he will inevitably have a conflict with Storm.

But given the strength of the two of them, if they were to face Storm head-on, the outcome would not be said to be extremely miserable, at least their winning rate would be zero.

"Pietro, the body must not be given to her!"

At this moment, Hawke suddenly walked up, stood between the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "Only the body can make mutants great again. If it falls into your hands, it will only make the world worse!"

"Hoke, I always thought you were a smart man."

Storm stretched out her hand and froze in mid-air, her eyes raised slightly, with a hint of coldness: "The professor's method won't work. This has been proven. Only Scott can make the world a better place, so...

....Hand over the body and I can pretend nothing happened."

"One of my favorite things, Pietro, is to say NO to those who think they are right!"

Quicksilver clenched his left hand, feeling the power, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "And Ororo, you are wrong, Scott will not make the world a better place, he... is...

Let the mutants go to the abyss!"

"The negotiations are over."

Storm sighed regretfully and slowly closed her eyes.

The splendid phoenix fire burned around her, like a huge furnace, emitting blazing super high temperatures. Then the moment she reopened her eyes, the momentum of a landslide and tsunami suddenly overwhelmed the entire mountain.

"Since we both hold different ideals, let the battle tell the story!"

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