The End of Marvel's Seraph

"Predator!"

When the skill [Predator] originally opened from the treasure chest of the Demonized Iron Overlord was activated, Qianxiao felt a magical feeling coming from a huge amount of spiritual energy coming from the Destiny Loom. The arm he touched was sucked into his body.

The foreign spiritual energy seems to be somewhat beyond Qianxiao's control, but as soon as Qianxiao thought, his original spiritual energy instantly split into countless strands, mixed with these foreign spiritual energy, and the two intertwined with each other.

After a while, Qian Xiao tried to control it again, and no longer felt the obscurity as before.

Huge spiritual energy travels everywhere in Qianxiao's body. Wherever the spiritual energy flows, Qianxiao's body will be strengthened. A sense of strength comes from all over the body, making Qianxiao couldn't help but let out a comfortable sound. Sigh.

After an unknown amount of time, the spiritual energy from the Destiny Loom disappeared. In Qianxiao's eyes, the Loom of Destiny seems to have a "gloomy luster".

Withdrawing her hand from the loom, Qian Xiao moved her body at will, feeling the abundant and powerful spiritual energy in her body. Qian Xiao felt an unprecedented strength.

"I have never felt this way before. Didn't I encounter a treasure containing spiritual energy? It seems that I can pay more attention to the things around me in the future."

Originally, the spiritual energy in Qianxiao's body was like a small lake. Now, with the continuous replenishment of external spiritual energy, the area of ​​​​the lake is constantly expanding.

"Since this random loom of destiny can absorb so much psychic energy for me, what will happen to the local treasures in the Marvel world? It's really exciting!"

When I think of the magical treasures in the more advanced Marvel world, such as Thor's hammer, Karma Taj's magic book, and even...

Representing the origin of the universe - Infinity Stones!

"My mouth is watering just thinking about it~"

Qian Xiao, who was immersed in beautiful fantasy, shook her head and suppressed the thoughts that were about to stir up in her heart.

"Really, Qianxiao, what are you thinking! What can you do with your current strength? You should just keep growing up."

After pouring cold water on herself, Qian Xiao turned around and walked outside the house.

However, when she reached the door, Qian Xiao stopped and turned around to look at the "glossy" Destiny Loom.

Suddenly, Qianxiao raised the ajuramaru in her hand and slashed it with a knife. The loom, which symbolized destiny, turned into debris in the fierce air waves.

"Everyone has to have a dream. What if it really comes true?"

The corner of Qian Xiao's mouth curled up, and she turned and left without looking back.

"If there is a chance in the future, it is not impossible to get an infinite gem for fun!"

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Walking in the long corridor, sporadic gunshots kept ringing in my ears. Qian Xiao knew that it was Wesley who was cleaning up the remaining enemies.

Qianxiao walked slowly along the long corridor, holding the handle of the knife loosely in her right hand. The long knife swayed in her hand, hitting the ground from time to time, and making crisp sounds on the stone bricks.

The sound spread through the corridor, like the footsteps of the God of Death approaching.

Walking into the hall of the factory, a dense sea of ​​people appeared in front of Qianxiao again. The killers in the textile factory seemed to be surprised by the new enemy, but they were well-trained and reacted immediately and launched an attack on Qianxiao.

Facing dozens of cold muzzles, Qian Xiao raised a slight arc at the corner of her mouth. With a joking sneer, Qian Xiao just swayed and disappeared.

There was a moment of silence in the crowd, but the next moment before they had time to panic, the sky was full of sword light falling on them.

As the sword light dances, the blood will bloom into the air like an epiphyllum, with a startling glance, and then fall to the ground, where the epiphyllum will wither.

In less than a minute, dozens of epiphyllums watered with human blood all withered.

Qian Xiao's speed and strength were obviously improved to a higher level than before, and the excellent fighting experience made him feel relaxed and happy.

After walking through the mess on the ground, Qian Xiao shook off the blood on her knife and walked slowly towards a gate at the end.

Behind the gate, a large group of people are gathering here.

This is like a library, with tall bookcases surrounding it filled with tomes of various colors. The remaining killers from the textile factory stood in a circle and surrounded Wesley in the center of the room with their guns.

The situation should have been tense, the air was heavy, and everyone was quiet, but the constant gunshots, fighting sounds, and wailing sounds coming from outside the door made the air a little restless.

The moment the movement outside the door disappeared, the enemies surrounding Wesley became distracted. Seizing the opportunity, Wesley raised the gun in his hand.

"Oh!"

There was a splash of blood on Wesley's hand.

The fox was faster than him and knocked the gun out of Wesley's hand with one shot.

Covering his bleeding palm, Wesley suddenly laughed ferociously.

"My father is not a traitor!"

He roared loudly to the surroundings, but did not make the assassins put down their guns.

Wesley took out a scrap of cloth from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

"This is a murder order! Sloane's name is on it."

As soon as Wesley's words came out, the eyes of the killers around him showed a look of shock, and some people kept glancing at Sloan from the corner of their eyes.

Wesley looked at Sloan and continued: "What did you tell me before? This is just a goal, an instruction. I don't want this person to die, it's fate."

"But now, fate wants you dead!"

Wesley looked around, "This hypocritical guy couldn't accept this fact, so he started to create targets for personal gain. My father found out about this and decided to oppose him. And what about this guy? He actually sent a son to assassinate him 's father!"

The crowd began to feel uneasy.

Wesley roared loudly: "You are not the assassin of fate! Sloan, you are just a villain who can bend bullets, that's all!"

Seeing the ferocious smile on Wesley's blood-stained face, Sloan was very calm and calm, with not even a wrinkle in his suit.

In the silence, Wesley pulled out the second gun from his waist, but was shot away by the fox the moment he lifted it up.

Only this time the fox wasn't aiming for Wesley's hand.

"Is it true?" Fox asked aloud.

All the assassins looked at Sloan.