Chapter 1231 The real beginning

It was a withered, completely mummified left hand.

But what is worth noting is that Hawke found a circular hole in the palm of his left hand.

"Pietro, show me that hand." Hawke shrank, stretched out his hand, and asked Quicksilver for that weird arm.

"Here, I don't want a dead man's arm." Kuaiyin grabbed the front of his forearm, pulled it gently, and pulled the arm that was about to fuse with him out of the flesh of his left hand, and then looked disgusted. was thrown to Hawke.

It's strange to say that after Kuaiyin pulled out the arm, the flesh that bloomed like a flower bag became intact in the next second.

"Eh? Is it an illusion?" Kuaiyin touched his head, looking confused.

"Be careful, Pietro!"

Hawke cursed, then carefully held up the arm and observed it carefully, especially the circular hole in the palm. His eyes shrank slightly, his brows were furrowed, and his lips trembled slightly.

From the look on his face, he seemed to have thought of something.

"What's wrong? Uncle Hawke, what did you find?" Quicksilver approached and asked.

"The circular hole in the palm of this arm was pierced by... some kind of sharp instrument." Hawke swallowed, his expression became more respectful, and he said in a trembling voice: "This is... ...This is...the remains of a saint!”

Looking at this mummy-shaped arm, it seems that I can still feel the remnants of some kind of divinity.

He gently caressed this arm as if treating his dearest person, his face was full of pious light, just like those magic sticks.

"Maybe he just suffered some kind of torture during his lifetime?"

Quicksilver scratched his head, indicating that you were definitely overthinking, and waved his hand: "There used to be an Indian tribe here. Even if there is such a corpse, it shouldn't be surprising. How could it be a saint?"

"Look here."

Hawke shook his head, without explaining much, but pointed to the forearm part of the body's left arm.

Quicksilver leaned his head over and found a string of words engraved on it in weird Latin characters: "What does this mean?"

"It means 'move your feet'." Hawke said: "But this is a secret word. I just decrypted it with a binary code. It is a coordinate, which probably points to the vicinity of Monte Cristo in the Rocky Mountains."

"So...what does this prove?" Quicksilver raised his eyebrows, still not believing what Hawke said, that this was the remains of a saint.

"It can't prove anything." Hawke glanced at the saint's body reluctantly, then solemnly placed it in Quicksilver's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Put this thing away, she will bless you. , Pietro.”

"Can I not want this thing..."

Kuaiyin's face twitched, he really didn't want this penetrating thing.

"Pietro, if you still want to save Wanda, you'd better not lose her."

Hawke stood up slowly, looked into the distance, and said meaningfully: "This 'trial' is not as simple as you think. There will be many people fighting for... the saint's body, and you We have only one goal, and that is to collect all the remains of the saints."

"Hawk...you?"

Kuaiyin's expression changed slightly, even a fool should have reacted now.

From the fact that he recognized the 'saint's body' at a glance, to being so clear about the importance of this thing, to telling him the strangeness of this trial, all signs were hinting to him that Hawke seemed to know a lot.

"There are some things, don't ask so many questions, Pietro." Hawke lowered his eyes and said softly: "I did not betray the mutants. Everything I did was for the mutants, and it is consistent with the goals of you and the professor."

"I believe you will not betray us." Kuaiyin was silent for a moment and smiled again: "But you are hiding this from us. I hope you can tell me completely after the trial is over."

"No problem, I promise you."

Hawke breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the arm, and warned uneasily: "We must protect her. The saint's body will select the qualified ones. Everyone who owns the body will face a test, and those who pass it will There will be some special power.”

"Really?" Kuaiyin scratched his head and said doubtfully, "But I didn't feel any special power."

"When you get the body's approval, it will show naturally."

Hawke didn't explain much and said vaguely: "In short, we must protect the body and don't let it be taken away."

"I know! You're so annoying, Uncle Hawk."

Kuaiyin said impatiently: "You are more annoying than Wanda, I will protect this thing!"

No one could have imagined that after being swallowed by quicksand in the Devil's Palm in the Arizona desert, Quicksilver was the first to obtain the saint's body parts after being rescued by Hawke using the miracle of the stigmata.

However, what neither Hawke nor Quicksilver noticed was that there were three eyes that had been watching them.

"Are we going to grab it?"

Storm narrowed her eyes and said, "There is no one around now, no one will notice."

"Don't do anything yet, be patient, Ororo."

The look on Cyclops's face was quite playful, and he said: "It's just an arm, there's no point in snatching it away. Why not put it in their hands first and see what's so special about this so-called saint's body."

...

At the same time, in the second stage, the Avengers suddenly emerged.

Due to advance preparations and the guidance of artificial intelligence "Wednesday", Iron Man and Mr. Fantastic took the lead in walking out of the desert. They are currently ranked first and second.

The American team and Thor were slightly behind, ranking third and fourth.

As for Namor and Black Bolt, they disliked the desert, so they chose to take a long way around, and their rankings almost fell out of the top 100.

Quicksilver and Hawke followed closely behind, ranking fifth and sixth. On the contrary, the trio of Phoenix Apostles surprised everyone. They actually fell behind, ranking seventh, eighth, and ninth. And there is one person missing.

Everyone was secretly guessing what happened to the Phoenix Apostles, which caused them to slow down and lose one person.

So, just like that, the second stage of the trial came to an end amidst everyone's suspicion.

"Oh, they did participate in the trial." Colossus narrowed his eyes, and a cold murderous intention spread out. He stood outside the crowd with his arms folded, staring directly at the Avengers: "The next stage , can you do it now? Scott."

Scott sneered while packing his backpack: "Starting from the next stage, you can play freely."

"Don't you have to worry about other people?" Storm glanced at the people who had passed the trial and found that there were a lot less people, but there were still about a thousand people. If they took action rashly, it would still arouse everyone's fear.

"If they're willing to show up later, that won't matter."

Cyclops picked up his backpack, his eyes filled with coldness: "But since they jumped out on their own, we don't have to hide it."

"Hey hey hey, got it!"

Colossus clenched his fists and gave a fierce smile: "I will crush them...all to death!"

"They couldn't help but take action."

When Iron Man and others, who won the second stage, sensed the malice coming from behind, they couldn't help but stand on end, and said solemnly: "Starting from the third stage, we will all be separated. Now, we can’t all get together.”

"Since you two are in a team..."

Thor seemed to say casually: "Then I will team up with Steve. There is no one else anyway."

Captain America's heart moved slightly, as if he understood what he meant, and he put on a vigilant look and said: "Thor, you don't want to take this opportunity to get rid of me during the trial, do you?"

"Tsk, you're overthinking, Steve."

The veins on the God of Thunder's forehead popped out, and he said angrily: "Who do you think I am? How could I do such a thing!"

"That's not necessarily true. You almost killed me last time!" Captain America choked.

"Steve, you!

! "

Thor's eyes were red, and he was about to get angry.

Iron Man stretched out his hand to stop them, and glanced suspiciously at their faces. After finding no flaws, he slowly said: "Steve, I believe Thor is not such a person."

"I agree with Tony."

Mr. Fantastic narrowed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and nodded: "And the two of you teaming up can just make up for each other's shortcomings. That's it. I hope you don't forget the purpose of participating in the trial this time."

The two could only 'reluctantly' agree to the request to form a team.

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