The entire first floor of the hotel lobby on the ground had been destroyed beyond recognition. Only one-fifth of the ordinary people who had not managed to escape in time had survived the battle. They hid in the ruins, trembling in fear.
Santos's battle had just ended. As a rookie killer who had only been in the profession for less than a month, even if he had mastered a divine skill, he was no match for five veteran mutants who had rich combat experience.
He struggled to lean against the front desk that was now in ruins. His body could no longer be atomized, and his left arm was twisted abnormally. Opposite him, only three of the five mutants who came with the torrent were left. In the fight in the mist, Santars killed three of them. But in the face of the short man who could control the high temperature to fight and cast energy shields on his companions, he was defeated in the end.
In the high temperature of 50 degrees, it was difficult to form a mist.
"Connie, kill him!"
The tall man standing next to the short man was covered in thick rocks. He was three meters tall, and every step he took left a footprint on the ground. This guy's abilities were super endurance and petrification. Even if Santos had an adamantium dagger, it was difficult to hurt him.
The high-temperature manipulator named Connie strode toward Santos, while the stone man walked toward Mary, who was hiding in the corner.
"Little girl, we have lost more than ten of our brothers because of you!"
His stone face was filled with undisguised disgust and hatred. His voice sounded like it came from the deepest abyss. He reached out to grab the terrified Mary.
"Pray that you are useful to Master Eric, or I will kill you myself!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Mary looked at the stone hand that was getting closer and closer. She shrank back into the corner with difficulty, her body trembling. But in the end, the fear in her heart was stimulated to the extreme. She raised the pistol with both hands and fired three shots at the stone man's head.
The bullets hit the thick rocks, lifted the rock layer, and burst out sparks. But that was it. The stone man did not even move his hand.
His left hand grabbed Mary's neck and pulled her out of her hiding place. The little girl struggled desperately, but the stone man did not even look at her.
"Let me go, don't force me!"
Mary screamed. She took off the glove on her left hand. Seeing that Santos's chest was about to be pierced by the high temperature of the weapon, Mary gritted her teeth and pressed her left hand against the stone man's left arm.
That familiar feeling appeared once again. However, this time, it was different from the cold that flowed into Mary's body. What entered Mary's body this time was a heavy and hard feeling. The stone golem turned around abruptly. He could feel himself rapidly weakening. Even the stone armor on his body could no longer be maintained.
"Shit! What have you done? "
He yelled and threw Mary to the side, but the little girl, who had finished the absorption, felt a strange power surging in her body. Her body spun a few times in the air, and when she landed, a thick layer of stone shell appeared on the surface of her body, just like the stone golem from before.
"Shit!"
The weak stone man looked at his restored hands. He then looked at Anne-Marie, who was running towards him. The confidence and indifference on his face disappeared. He turned around and ran, but the angry girl caught up with him. She punched him in the back, and the huge force sent him flying. On the other side, High Temperature saw the scene. He threw Santos aside and looked at the girl who had turned into a stone man in shock.
"You … absorbed! You absorbed … No wonder! "
Bang!
A loud noise interrupted the confrontation between the two men. They turned their heads and saw a twisted object smashing through the glass ceiling outside the hotel. The object did not slow down at all as it smashed into the ground in front of the hotel, creating an impact-shaped dent in the ground. Dust and dirt flew everywhere.
A moment later, a bare-chested man wearing a silver helmet and shorts stood up from the ruins with a knife in his hand. He shakily reached out to grab the corpse below and walked towards the hall step by step.
Bang!
The glass door was kicked open by him. He turned his head and looked at the battlefield in the lobby. He saw Santos lying on the ground, no one knew whether he was dead or alive. He saw the bodies, High Temperature with a knife, and Anne-Marie who had turned into a stone man.
Swoosh!
He tossed the corpse in front of High Temp. High Temp took a look at it and his hair stood on end. The poor guy was terrified because that was Riptide, one of the most powerful mutants in Quebec. There was a hideous wound on his chest that pierced through his heart, and his body was covered with knife scars. He died with his eyes wide open.
High Temperature couldn't help but take a step back. He looked at Saber with uncontrollable fear in his eyes, but he knew that the guy in front of him would not let him go so easily.
"Cut off one of your arms, and you can take the body and get lost!"
Saber was a little dispirited. He walked to the unconscious stone man and swung his alloy knife. The poor man's neck was cut open, and blood splattered everywhere. He looked at High Temperature, and there was a flicker of red light in his eyes under the helmet.
"Are you going to do it yourself? Or do you want me to do it? "
High Temperature's face was ferocious and hesitant. He raised the hot dagger in his hand. His attitude had explained everything.
"You don't know what's good for you!"
With a beast-like roar, Seiber jumped up from the ground. The ground beneath his feet cracked as he took two steps back. He held the short sword with both hands and pushed his power to the maximum. The heat from the short sword was almost tangible, but in the face of the silver blade that was slashing down on his head, his resistance was futile.
Poof!
"Ah!!"
High Temperature's body flew backward in a spray of blood. The dagger in his hand was cut in half, and his left shoulder was cut off. The broken arm smashed on the ground in front of him, and the five fingers were still twitching nervously.
"Bring the corpses of your bastards back and tell the others …"
Saber threw the alloy knife to Anne-Marie, who was standing on the side. He stepped forward, stepped on High Temperature's chest, and said word by word.
"If you want to take this girl away, you'll have to pay with your life!"
The tornado that spanned across the sky, the entire five-star hotel that was destroyed, and the neighborhood that was devastated by the disaster could not be hidden. Other than the soldiers, the fearless media were also fearless. Saber changed into a new set of clothes, carried Santos out of the hotel ruins, and got into a car with Anne-Marie. The hotel was already surrounded by reporters with cameras.
If one only looked at the current scene, it was no different from a bombed street in the Middle East. After the torrential storm raged, this place had become a true post-war ruin.
The reporters stepped on the dilapidated walls and were talking excitedly to the cameras. Three blocks away, Seiber stopped the car and said to Mary, who was sitting in the passenger seat with a dazed expression, "Let's go.
"You drive, I'll rest for a while …"
There was undisguised fatigue in his eyes. Anne-Marie was stunned for a moment, then she swapped seats with Saber. She fastened her seat belt and looked at Saber who was leaning against the seat.
"Then … where are we going?"
"Go all the way south … wherever the hell it is …"
Saber finished the sentence impatiently, threw a blue capsule into his mouth, and then closed his eyes. In less than three minutes, a low snoring sound was heard. The 15-year-old girl looked at Saber's not-so-handsome side profile. If she wanted to leave now, the sleeping Saber and the unconscious Santos could not stop her. However, she remembered the two days of contact and the battle just now. In the end, she gritted her teeth, stepped on the gas, and the gray car went back on the road.
She did not know why she continued to stay with these two dangerous people, but at least, they used practical actions to prove that they were protecting her … and that was enough.
The car drove aimlessly all the way south, and soon, the car left downtown Toronto. It was very close to the border of the United States. With Anne-Marie's driving speed, they would probably enter the United States at dusk tonight.
At the same time, Professor Charles looked at the television in front of him with a solemn expression. On it was the news from New York TV. It said that there was a terrorist attack in downtown Toronto, but the professor could tell at a glance that it was the scene after a battle between high-tier mutants.
"Ororo, Jean, get ready to go … Saber is going to break the sky."
Saber had a good sleep. The quality of sleep was always the best after extreme fatigue. He stretched and opened his eyes. Outside the window, the night was ruled by the moon and stars. He stretched his shoulders and opened the car door to look around. It seemed to be a wilderness, but when he looked back, he could see a road with endless traffic.
In front of him was an old church that seemed to have been abandoned. From the outside, the church looked very shabby.
Anne-Marie knelt on one knee in the dark church. In front of her was a crucified Christ statue that had been ravaged by wind and rain. Above the church, the night wind whistled by the broken bricks, but from the structure of the church, one could see how magnificent the church was when it was at its peak.
No matter how magnificent something was, it could not escape the erosion of time. Saber walked slowly into the church. He looked at the girl kneeling in prayer and chose not to disturb her. Instead, he sat in the last row of the church, on a chair that had not been weathered by the wind. He quietly watched her tell her story to God.
In the West, the church was a place of solemnity. What was discussed here was seen as something that only God and oneself could know. Confession, on the other hand, was a ritual of self-redemption and self-relaxation. It meant that one would tell all their secrets to God. Perhaps it wasn't to ask for forgiveness, but at least one could share their secrets with someone who wouldn't reveal them.
Ten minutes later, Anne-Marie finished her prayer. She took a deep breath and looked up at the silent Christ statue in the dark. She wiped her eyes and wiped away the tears. Then, she turned around and saw Saber sitting in the last row under the faint moonlight.
"Come, child."
Saber waved at her. Mary hesitated for a moment, but still walked over and sat beside him.
"Are you afraid? What you've been through in the past two days? "
"Yes …"
Mary took a deep breath and nodded. "I never thought that I would have such a crazy experience, but … I can't go back, can I?"
There was a touch of sadness in the little girl's eyes, but she quickly forced a smile. "Actually, this is good. At least I don't look like a freak when I'm with you. Are there many people like us?"
She asked. Saber lit up a cigarette.
"Yes, there are a lot more than you think. It's not as good as you think, but it's not as bad as you think."
"Then why did they capture me?"
Mary hugged her shoulders and shivered in the night. She didn't know if it was because of the cold or because of fear. "Is there anything special about me?"
"Swoosh"
A jacket was thrown into Mary's arms. Saber moved his shoulders and looked at the darkness in the depths of the church. He whispered.
"I don't know, child, but I have a small suggestion. God may be able to protect your heart, but only you can protect your life. And I don't think your God is here. From now on, protect yourself!"
Saber raised his head and reached for the adamantium pistol on his back.
"Come out! I can feel you! "
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