I set off a mysterious revival in Marvel

Chapter 86 Pleasure
After easily intercepting the two bullets fired by the cross.

After absorbing the flesh and blood essence of the six top killers, Sloan, who looked much younger, appeared in front of the cross on his own initiative.

Looking at the cross with a look of shock on his face, a playful smile hung on Sloan's face.

"What? Carlos, you seem surprised?"

"Are you Sloan?"

The cross rolled around on the ground, looking at Sloan who seemed to be a teenager not far away, he couldn't believe his eyes.

While speaking, from the corner of the corner of the cross's eye, he caught a glimpse of the six strangely shaped mummies on the ground.

In 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 the mysterious runes, the cross who had been together for more than ten years still easily recognized the six corpses on the ground from their clothes. identity.

Originally, before entering the study, Cross regarded the backbone of the Assassin Brotherhood as his main opponent this time, but he never expected that before he entered the study.

These people have all turned into weird corpses.

Looking at Firefox Fox and their strange corpses 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 careful.

He looked at Sloan and said slowly: "Hehe, I didn't expect you to look a lot younger after I left for a few days. Why, can't you see me making you so happy? Sloan!"

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

"Can you say it?"

"of course."

With a smile on his lips, Sloan pointed to the corpses on the ground and said, "I just sacrificed them to the devil and got a gift from the devil."

The cross was a little excited when he heard the words: "Devil? Sloan, you bastard actually threw yourself into hell."

Because of the magical item of the spinning machine of destiny, almost every member of the Assassin Brotherhood firmly believes in the existence of God.

And they are doing the will of God.

Kill one person, save a thousand.

This is their belief.

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

Save more people.

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

"Hehe..." Sloan had a sneer on his face when he heard the words, "Carlos, don't you know? Since that bitch of God wants to kill me, why can't I throw myself into the arms of hell. "

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

Just as Sloan was speaking, the cross, who felt his faith was tainted, suddenly raised his hand.

Immediately adrenalin was stimulated, and the cross that had entered bullet time crazily pulled the trigger. Bullets shot out one after another, hitting every vital point of Sloan, and at the same time, faintly sealed off Sloan's escape route.

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"Heh, I betrayed my faith and killed my own son with my own hands, how can you be aloof..."

Sloan, who had a flash of disdain on his face, did not panic at all.

Almost at the moment when the cross raised his hand, Sloan and the cross entered the bullet time almost at the same time, raised his gun and fired, and knocked some of the bullets away with yellow-orange bullets.

With a flash of his figure, Sloan avoided Carlos' bullet blockade through the gap he created.

After avoiding Carlos' bullet blockade.

Sloan raised his hand unceremoniously to shoot, one bullet after another collided with the bullets fired by Carlos in mid-air.

An extremely unbelievable scene was constantly staged between the two of them.

Taking advantage of Carlos hiding behind a pillar to change bullets, Sloan flicked his wrist lightly, and a yellow-orange bullet drew a beautiful arc, forcing Carlos to get out of the hiding place in embarrassment. Place.

"Is this the only ability? If you only have this ability, Carlos, you have let me down."

Sloan, who felt that he could easily suppress the cross, didn't want to kill Carlos so quickly. What he wanted was to kill Carlos when he was 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 killing the cross, a powerhouse standing at the top of the dark world, is undoubtedly the best gift to please the devil.

In that way, he will get more gifts from the devil.

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

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the other side.

Using [Desperate Gaze] and the Mahamudra of the Mind, extract the special medicinal wax configuration method of the textile factory from the pharmacist.

Ayrin directly pierced the thread of resentment into the pharmacist's body, turning his flesh and soul into food for nourishing [Thread of Resentment].

After solving the pharmacist.

Ayrin glanced at the study room on the second floor where gunshots were still ringing out, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hit slowly! I won't accompany you."

In the next second, Aylin's figure flashed, and he quickly dived towards the house stored in the Fate Loom in Mr. X's memory.

From the beginning to the end, Ayrin never forgot what his real purpose in coming to the textile factory was.

As for the grievances between the cross and Sloan, what's the matter with Ayrin?

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"Crack!"

After using a piece of iron wire to poke a simple big lock a few times, Ayrin heard a crisp sound of "click".

That was not the sound of the big lock being knocked open, but the sound of the iron wire being snapped by Ayrin.

The skill of "picking locks" seems to be a bit difficult for Aylin who has just been promoted.

"What a hassle!"

Somewhat exasperated, Aylin directly erected the thread of resentment wrapped around his index finger, and gave the ancient and simple lock that looked like it was a few years old, a physical lock.

"Crack!"

There was another crisp sound, and I don't know what kind of metal it was made of. The extremely hard metal lock was cut into two halves by the thread of resentment.

In the next second, Ayrin pushed open the heavy door and entered this, the most mysterious room in the textile factory.

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(Today, Friday, there are a lot of things, and it will be very late after coding, and I will keep you waiting for a long time. I would like to say sorry to all the book friends here. The update will be at noon or evening tomorrow, and it will be updated at least three times.)
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