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22. Out of Control

"Oh oops."

In the sea off the coast of Jersey City, on a moving yacht, a clown with a floral shirt and big shorts, and a beach hat lies beside the yacht.

The guy was holding a telescope in his hand, as if he was looking at everything that was happening on the distant coast.

There was also a wound healing around his neck.

It was obviously not because of his special ability. Apart from his gloomy and sneaky thinking, the clown was just an ordinary person.

It was obvious that someone helped him heal the fatal injury.

"The expression on Mr. Merlin's face is really interesting. The ups and downs of life are just like this."

The clown kept talking while adjusting the focal length:

"I've tried to invade his mind with golden apples before, but his will is as strong as steel, and golden apples can't affect him at all."

"So I'm curious, my dear friend, how did you make him trance?"

"I use my abilities."

Behind the clown, beside the round table on the yacht deck, the Omen, dressed like an old medieval gentleman, was holding a glass of red wine.

He leaned against the chair, blew the sea breeze, and he whispered:

"And I want to correct your statement, Arthur, I don't want him to be confused. I originally wanted to take over his will, but unfortunately, as you said, even me will be difficult to shake the will of steel."

Mr. Evil Zhao took a sip of wine and said regretfully:

"This made me feel frustrated. Including this time, I was already in the hands of Mr. Merlin. It's a shame that I failed twice."

"The failure of the process is painful, but if the result is good, everything will be fine."

The clown put down his telescope and picked up the colorful cane at hand. He said to Mr. Omen:

"Poor Summers is dead, the result you want to see is achieved, and the scene I want is also there."

This guy picked up another glass of wine like a rusty bun. He raised his glass to Mr. Evil, not caring that the paint on his mouth was stained on the fine wine.

He took a sip of wine and said to Mr. Evil:

“So, the cooperation is pleasant.”

"Well, it's time to say goodbye."

Mr. Evil Zhao picked up an exquisite and quaint pocket watch and looked at the time. He said to the clown:

"We probably won't see each other again in the future, Arthur."

"You are working for a group of fierce people. For the sake of your willingness to bear this debt for me, I want to remind you that those who have worked with Hydra in history have no good ending."

"It's okay!"

The clown seemed very free and easy. He waved his hand and said to Mr. Yaozhao:

"I don't care much about the game I care about. Is it exciting enough and whether it can attract old friends I long to see."

“I actually read it in a boring book.”

The clown grabbed the messy hair and he showed a strange smile to Mr. Omen:

"They said that if this life cannot be used to pursue what they love"

"So what's the difference between living and dying?"

He held the wine and opened his arms, like a crazy madman, not caring that the wine in his hand was spilled all over the ground. He blinked at Mr. Omen and said:

"I will prove to everyone that hypocritical order is just a process"

"The absolute justice of chaos is the end!"

After saying that, the clown let out a series of sharp and unpleasant laughter. He swirled his cane like a magician, walked off Mr. Evil Omen's yacht, boarded a small boat, and headed towards the other side of the sea.

He is going to return to New York.

There, another stage is ready, just waiting for the actors to take their seats.

Mr. Evil Zhao was still sitting on the chair on the deck in the sitting position of the boss.

He watched the clown disappear into the blue ocean, and in the shadow behind him, the tall assassin appeared quietly.

With a wave of his hand, Summers' bloody heart was thrown on Mr. Omen's table, staining everything on the table with blood.

"Your Excellency Zulang, you don't look very good."

Mr. Evil Frowning, looking at the heart on the table, he said:

"Are you protesting to me?"

The man in the assassination uniform pulled open the chair and sat carelessly opposite Mr. Omen, he said:

"It's not a protest, I just think it's boring than assassination. I'm more interested in fighting Merlin head-on, he looks like a good opponent."

"I advise you not to do that."

Mr. Evil Zhao glanced at the person in front of him, who took off his mask.

It showed a face that was 7 points similar to Logan, but covered with beard and long scattered hair, making it look wilder and more vicissitudes.

The face was filled with a domineering momentum.

His name is Romulus

Don't doubt that he is the founder of the legendary ancient Rome.

Children raised by wolves, the source of all self-healing factors, have long disappeared from a legend in history and one of the original mutants.

He is the source of the bloodline of the Houtley family and the ancestor of Wolverine Logan.

It is also the one who has been secretly manipulating his fate.

Compared to Romulus, he prefers others to call him "Zu Lang".

That is a kind of honorific title.

"Old Zulang, Merlin Riley is a dangerous person."

Mr. Evil Omen turned his head and looked at the coast that was being disintegrated by a chaotic force. He looked at the thunder rising from the sky and the whistling Superman, and he whispered:

"I'm not deliberately provoking you. I believe that even Merlin can't kill you, but it's very difficult to win."

"Are you enough to have fun with the fight?"

Zulang snorted and said:

"Win and lose are not that important, especially for someone like me, living for a long time is a torture, and it's a curse you can't understand, Essex."

"I'm almost losing interest in everything in the world."

Romulus reached out to touch the beating heart on the table, and he said:

"I only care now whether I can have a perfect successor Logan, the one with the most potential among all my offspring, whose fate cannot be affected."

"This has become your inner demon, Lord Zulang."

Mr. Evil Zhao stood up with a frown, walked to the yacht deck, and said to the ancestor wolf behind him:

"In order to shape Logan into what you want, you interfere with his life again and again, kill his lover and take away his children."

"I know, you are treating Logan as a piece of wrought iron, making him become a talent under constant beating and heavy pressure, but the problem is that there is obviously something wrong with your education."

A trace of sarcasm flashed across Mr. Evil Zhao's face, and he said:

"Look at the Daken who was brought out by you. That young man with great potential has been stolen by you. He can't even beat the little girl from the Merlin family and always causes you trouble."

"In this regard, you really should learn from Merlin."

"I have my ideas, you don't have to worry about it, Essex."

Zulang stood up and said:

"I do what you ask for my help, and you must do what I ask for!"

"It's not over yet!"

Mr. Evil Zhao was behind his left hand, and he raised his right hand and said:

"After they finish fighting, you have to return your heart."

"Give it back to Cyclops?"

Zulang asked in surprise:

"I thought you wanted him to die."

"Sumers can't die"

Mr. Evil Zhao said in a serious tone:

"Millions of gene calculations have come to the results. Only the combination of his and Qin Grey's genes and the child born through natural birth is the hope we have been looking for."

"Their union will give birth to the most powerful mutant ever, even rivaling Apocalypse!"

"Old Zulang, you have also fought with Apocalypse. Do you know how difficult that tyrant is?"

"For the age where it can survive in the future, for the countless creatures in the present and future, we must accomplish this."

"But you are working with a dangerous madman and even the dangerous lords in hell to try to kill Qin Grey here."

Zulang looked at the coast that was being broken into black holes, and he said:

"I don't understand, what are you thinking?"

“It’s very simple.”

Mr. Ota said:

"What I need is Qin Grey's genes, not a black phoenix that will get out of control at any time."

"I don't want our future hopes to be disturbed by the power of the phoenix. Qin is pitiful, and her fate is bumpy. In fact, I also wanted to use the power of the phoenix to fight against the apocalypse."

"But unfortunately, her weak character is an unstable factor and will likely be used by Apocalypse against us, so although it is cruel, she must be removed."

"As for her replacement, I've already prepared it."

"Sumers must survive, and that heart must be returned. I know it's hard, but I will help you, Lord Zulang."

Mr. Evil Zhao's request seemed a bit difficult, but also seemed a little unreasonable.

But the ancestral wolf Romulus, sitting in the chair, did not refuse. He looked at the destruction on the coastline and said softly:

"Tell me honestly, Essex."

"How many plans have you prepared in addition to Cyclops and Qin's children?"

"From the day I knew you, I knew you had been working hard to bury the apocalypse completely, and I believe that you certainly would not be all hopeful on a baby who was not born yet."

“A lot, I prepared a lot.”

Mr. Evil Omen looked at the coast, and a ray of light flashed in his dark red eyes, he said:

"Mr. Merlin is really a strange man. He has brought me new hope. Lorna, Wanda, Franklin, and your youngest bloodborne Laura will all become valuable forces against Apocalypse."

"But to bring those children with great potential into the right fate, this Excellency Merlin, who has been protecting them and preventing them from growing up."

"He must disappear!"

"Although he has defeated me, I have no grudges and grudges with him, and I even admire his efforts to defend the world."

Mr. Evil sighed lightly and said:

"But after all, this is not a personal grudge."

"boom"

In the sense of spiritual power, Qin, who learned that her lover was dead, was completely out of control.

The mysterious power originating from the ancient universe took over her body, and an indescribable perception burst out from the body of Grey, like a greedy and hungry beast, looking at the border queen Riana standing in front of her.

Riana was touched by the scorching will, which was like a strange and slippery snake, and her whole body was trembling.

Xuanlan told her that the phoenix is ​​a kind of ancient spirit body.

Although there are strange forms, they also have certain characteristics of spiritual bodies. They are not good at thinking and they do not need to think.

They will act according to their instincts, and the instincts of hungry phoenixes are

Swallow.

"boom"

The blood-red light swallowed Riana's entire castle at this moment, like a giant beast chewing on the castle.

Two-thirds of the castle disappeared in an instant, along with most of the demon servants.

They turn into the purest energy and are swallowed by ancient will.

Riana could hear a soothing moan as she was eating, which woke her up.

"Click"

The Great Sword of the Soul-Slaying Master appeared in Riana's hands. The Queen of the Border was not going to attack the out-of-control Qin. She knew very well that she was not a match for Phoenix.

Fortunately, when Qin was sent here, Merlin had already reminded her to be on guard against possible out-of-control.

The next moment, the Queen of the Border calls for the power of this dimension. With the help of the remaining Taoist marks in the basement, a crack passing through other hells was forcibly opened under the squeeze of the power of the entire border of hell.

It was like a huge hole in the abyss, swallowing the phoenix standing there enjoying eating.

"Swish"

The crack closed the next moment, and Riana didn't have time to wipe the sweat from her face. She grabbed the ring and screamed at Merlin:

"She's out of control! She may be going to your place soon! Be prepared!"

"Ao!"

In another hell dimension far away from the border of hell, the phoenix thrown into it by Riana stretched out its body, and behind her were light feathers waving with flames, forming two dazzling wings.

The terrifying flames soared into the sky from the place where she was watching.

Wherever the flames go, all the burning earth, the roaring demons and the treacherous demons, the scorching floating islands spreading across the air.

All life and non-life that are trapped in the evil nature cannot extricate themselves are swallowed up as if they were broken down.

This hell territory was awakened, and it stood up blankly from its throne, with four eyes on its face looking at the place where the Phoenix was.

But after a moment, the super-level demon let out a deep laugh, the terrifying, but sealed by his ill-behaved daughter.

"Eat, eat, eat more."

The Three Palace Demon sat back on his throne, feeling the power of hell being deprived.

It is not angry, but is filled with a strange joy.

It was sealed in his hell by his daughter Riven, the unbeliever and stunningly arrogant queen. The power of the same origin made it unable to break this seal from within.

But now, the opportunity to break the seal has emerged.

The phoenix is ​​devouring its hell, it doesn't matter, let it eat it.

The more it eats, the weaker the body of hell will become, and the seal connected to the power of hell itself will also become weaker.

It's like a crack appeared on the closed door

What the San Palace needs to do is to continuously expand it until a hole that allows it to enter and exit freely is revealed.

But the Phoenix is ​​still rational.

In other words, the collapsed Qin's obsession was still affecting it. The power stopped the swallowing action in annoyance. She raised her head and looked at the height of hell.

The next moment, the shackles of hell and the present world were easily torn apart, and the figure of the phoenix flashed from the three palaces of hell.

On the beach of the present, Merlin felt the breaking of the space. He stood up from Summers's body with regret. In the shining of lightning, Thor, holding a warhammer, and the arrival of Superman fell beside him.

Iron Man and the captain looked at each other and temporarily let go of the conflict.

As everyone was silently gaze, in the fragments of the space, a lady in a black dress walked out of the torn space.

She's here

The Black Phoenix Born in Extreme Despair and Pain
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