In the cold night, in the old church under the moonlight, Saber spun the silver revolver in his hand and pointed it at the darkness in front of him.
"Come out! I can feel you! "
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Clap! Clap! Clap! A clear clap came from the depths of the church. Mary was shocked. Saber narrowed his eyes, and a red light flashed in his eyes.
"Not bad, not bad. The first time I saw you, you were as weak as a bug. The second time I saw you, you were able to fight me to a draw. This is the third time. You killed Jiliu. It's unbelievable."
A red dot of light lit up in the darkness. A few seconds later, the figure in the dark walked to the top of the church under the moonlight. The familiar short black hair, the distinctive beard, the feline eyes, and the same black trench coat with a suit inside.
His entire body exuded a wild aura. He held a lit cigar in his mouth and looked at Seiber. He casually tossed an exquisite cigar box to him. Seiber caught it in his hand and didn't answer his question immediately.
"Fufu …"
Saber blew out a smoke ring. He sniffed the mellow tobacco smell and sat back on the chair. He spread his hands and placed them on the back of the chair.
"Why? Are you going to avenge Jiliu?"
"Why would I? I've hated that pretentious guy for a long time. I have to thank you for killing a guy who disgusted me. "
Vidocq walked over and leaned on the back of the row of chairs in front of Saber. He crossed his arms and said with a relaxed face, "He always thinks he's a big shot. But you and I both know that he's just a piece of trash that we can kill with a little effort. I want to say, well done! Saber. "
"Hmm?"
Saber looked at Vidocq suspiciously. He flicked the ash off his cigarette. "If I remember correctly, you're also a member of the Mutant Brotherhood. Is it okay to say that?"
"No, no, no."
Victor flirtatiously waved a finger in front of his eyes.
"You're wrong. I've never been one of them. I've already said that I serve a higher power. This is just a transaction. Now that the transaction is complete, I'm free."
Mary put on the clothes and looked at Victor curiously. She would also look at Saber from time to time. She seemed to be trying to figure out the relationship between the two. The more time she spent with Saber, the more she felt that this guy was mysterious.
This was Saber's name that she had just learned.
"A deal?"
Saber looked at Victor suspiciously, "Then what did you get? What price did you pay? "
Victor snickered as he stretched out his left hand. Silver-white metal claws slowly popped out from his five fingers. They were like five files that were emitting cold light. When his fingers collided with each other, sparks jumped between the blades.
"I got what I should have gotten … That idiot Stryker thought that he was the only one in the world who could do it. In fact, many people can do it, and they will do it more perfectly than him … For Magneto, even Adamantium is not unmoldable."
He retracted his claws and slowly straightened his collar.
"As for what I paid, it's just something insignificant."
He glanced at Mary, who seemed to be frightened, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Little beauty, if I were you, I would rush to New York as fast as I can. You may not know yet … Magneto is determined to get you."
"Why? I didn't do anything! "
Mary shouted excitedly. Victor shrugged his shoulders.
"You didn't do anything, and you have no conflict of interest with him. You are supposed to be people from two different worlds, but unfortunately, the Creator gave you the treasure he needed the most, and you don't have enough ability to protect it … You see, in the end, the weak lose everything, and the strong get everything."
"This world has always been so realistic, girl, it's time for you to be more mature."
After that, he looked at Saber again.
"I'm here this time to say goodbye, Saber."
"Hmm?"
Saber snorted, "What? Are you tired of living and going to commit suicide? "
"No, I'm just going to disappear for a while …"
Victor's voice became mysterious, "When it's time for me to appear, I will naturally appear … By the way, for the sake of friends, I have to remind you of two things."
He lowered his voice,
"We are friends, right?"
"Well … For a guy who I can't cut off his head …"
Saber glanced at him and said coldly, "I'm very willing to be friends with you. Tell me, let me hear it."
Victor nodded with satisfaction. He took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and threw it to Saber.
"First of all, Stryker's forces have not been completely destroyed. As far as I know, there is still a secret base operating in Detroit. I see that you seem to be quite concerned about this kind of thing … So, no need to thank me."
Saber tilted his head and looked at him, reached for the note, and put it in his pocket.
"The second thing …"
Victor's voice became serious and serious, "This is the main purpose of my visit today."
"There is a" big shot "who asked me to bring you a message … That is a real big shot, Saber. I know you are a maverick, but I want to advise you that if you see him, you'd better be serious. Do you remember the question I asked you last time? You'd better think about the deeper meaning of my question … This world is too big, and there are too many secrets hidden in it. Saber, until you really enter it, you will know how difficult it is to accept the truth of this world. "
Victor said softly, "As for that big shot, he comes from a place you can't even think about, but he has recently recruited a group of new soldiers to serve him. He asked me to tell you that your body is not incurable. If you can give up everything for yourself, you can go to the" Crossing the Border "bar in the western desert, and he will wait for you there …"
"By the way, haven't you always been curious about the changes in your eyes? Let me tell you, this has something to do with him. "
Saber's eyes suddenly shrank, and his action of picking up the cigar stopped in place. This shock did not escape Victor's eyes, and he whispered, "You haven't seen him before.
"It's true that you haven't met him, but that's not important. You just need to remember that he can satisfy any request you make, but the prerequisite is that you can pay the price. Maybe he'll even make you sign a contract or something."
Saber-Toothed Tiger chuckled and turned to leave. Before he left, he turned to Saber and said,
"From my point of view, if you are not desperate, I really don't recommend you to go there, because the price you will have to pay … may be terrible!"
"By the way, don't go to the church so often …"
Saber-Toothed Tiger's voice disappeared in the darkness with his footsteps. "That lunatic Asazzo has been destroying churches like crazy recently. He seems to be secretly looking for something. This guy has a good relationship with Riptide. They used to work together under Sebastian Shaw, but he is much more dangerous than Riptide. If you are unlucky … you may die."
Victor left, and Mary stood up, but Saber sat there, letting the cigar in his hand burn to the end. He was thinking about the meaning of Victor's words, especially the second message. It sounded the same as what Professor Charles said, but one asked him to go east, and the other asked him to go south.
They seemed to be two completely different choices, and compared to the mysterious professor, Victor had clearly stated the location, which made Saber somewhat unable to refuse. However, Victor had explained the risks in advance. Judging from Saber-Toothed Tiger's hesitation, Saber could feel the risks involved in this trip.
He did not know how to choose. After all, it was related to his life.
"Phew … Forget it, let's finish the things at hand first."
Saber threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, stood up, and habitually rubbed Mary's hair and head. This was a subconscious action after spending a long time with Catherine. This intimate action made Mary unconsciously take a step back.
Saber was a little embarrassed, and he laughed.
"Forget it, let's go. Let's go back to New York, Mary. Once we're there, you'll be safe."
After that, he muttered, "What a terrible last name."
Mary, who was following behind him, could not help but roll her eyes and said reluctantly,
"Then you can call me Pixie. That's what everyone calls me."
"Pixie?"
Saber suddenly turned around and looked at the girl from head to toe, but the latter ignored him and wrote something in the book in her hand. Saber shook his head. He watched Pixie sincerely place the book in his hand in front of the Christ statue. He could not hide the smile on his face. "Well, at least this is better than the damn Mary."
"By the way, how's Santals?"
Saber asked as he opened the car door. Pixie glanced at the backseat and whispered, "His wounds have healed. Probably because he's too tired, so he's resting."
"Okay, then we'll cross the border tonight. I hope the professor is on time this time. I don't want to get into another fight."
Just as Saber drove the car down the road and sped toward the south, the church was quiet again. The moonlight was so gentle that it was as if time had stopped. When Pixie prayed in front of the Christ statue, he placed the Bible he carried with him as a farewell to his past life.
A shadow suddenly appeared in the darkness, as if the darkness was being torn apart. A moment later, a "person" hiding in the darkness walked out. He walked to the front of the Christ statue and knelt sincerely on the ground. Then, he saw the Bible placed in front of the statue.
Puzzled, he picked up the Bible and flipped through a few pages. When he saw Pixie's notes on the Bible, he suddenly disappeared and reappeared on the first row of chairs. He lay there comfortably and read the Bible page by page under the moonlight. He even hummed a strange song that sounded like an old song from ten years ago.
When he turned to the last page, he saw the words Pixie had just written.
"God may protect my heart, but only I can protect my life. God is not here."
"Whoosh!"
The man jumped up from the chair and threw the Bible in his hand to the ground.
"No, God is here! I feel it, my heart, my body, my will, I can feel it--it is here, its warmth illuminating my soul. Oh, my Lord, forgive me for my anger--forgive me for the insincerity of this madman's words. "
The crazy man knelt in front of the statue again and began to pray sincerely. His voice rang out in the darkness of the old church under the moonlight. But if one followed the moonlight, one would see the blue skin and the Bible tattoos on his skin. He looked like an ancient zealot who engraved God's commandments on his body to show his sincerity. There were also the sharp ears, the claws on his hands, and the triangular spiked tail.
He looked exactly like the devil described in the myths.
But it felt like he was being torn apart. His appearance was so different from his heart. Who was he? Why was he here?
No one knew, just like how no one knew how thrilling Seiber's journey was going to be.
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