Chapter 1250 Messenger of Hell

"Scott Summers..."

In the wilderness, Hawke staggered, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second.

The scenery in front of his sight seemed to be full of shadows, hazy and illusory, and those comrades who had passed away appeared on both sides of the road one after another, seeming to say hello to him.

On the road he walked along, a bright red blood trail was dragged out.

I saw that a large hole was cut open in Hawke's chest. The surrounding flesh and blood were burnt in color. The organs inside were missing, and the heart of the saint's body was also missing.

All of this happened when he suddenly encountered Sterk ten minutes ago.

After successfully avenging Kingpin and Bullseye, he passed the fifth stage and headed towards the sixth stage.

Around the third day after setting off, he met Cyclops Scott Summers.

Without hesitation, he invited Scott to track down Stephen Strange, and then teamed up to rescue Pietro who was captured. For the sake of Professor X and Magneto, he felt that the other party would not refuse.

However, the result was something he never expected.

Scott not only rejected his proposal, but also demanded in a strong tone that he immediately hand over the heart parts of the saint's body.

Faced with this request, he naturally refused.

If there is no heart of the saint's body, then he is just a corpse. How can we save Pietro?

What makes Hawke even more curious is why Scott is keen on collecting remains. Isn't their goal the Holy Grail?

However, Scott did not answer Hawke's question.

Scott chose to take action directly and defeated him with the force of thunder. He pierced the chest with a laser eye and took out the heart of the saint's body. After checking and confirming that it was correct, Scott turned around and left.

The reason why they were defeated so quickly was partly because of Hawke's carelessness, and partly because of the power of the Phoenix Apostle.

Hawke didn't understand why Cyclops attacked him until the moment he was defeated.

Although they have different beliefs, at least they have never really done anything. After all, we are all mutants, but now Scott is obviously a different person, and he does not miss the slightest trace of his past feelings.

Scott told Hawke the answer to his question.

It turns out that it was Bullseye who informed Stephen Strange about his resurrection from the dead before he died.

Resurrection from the dead is a 'miracle' that only saints can have.

So, Stephen Strange told the news to him who was closest to him. The two had already reached a cooperation. Naturally, he would not let go of this opportunity, so he turned back to look for Hawke's traces.

"Did you betray the mutants? Scott!!!"

Hawke questioned the man loudly with boundless anger.

Cooperating with Stephen Strange, kidnapping Pietro Maximov, using this method to sneak attack on him, and helping that bastard, what is the purpose of all this?

He didn't understand why Scott, who was once full of justice, became like this now?

"Answer me, Scott!!!"

Hawke, who had lost his heart, pushed himself up and glared at his back: "He has killed so many mutants, and you still want to cooperate with him. Pietro is the future of mutants, do you want to kill him too?! "

"No...I never betrayed a mutant."

Scott stopped, but he did not look back, but looked into the distance: "It's just that the paths we chose are different. I'm sorry, Hawke, I have to do this for the future of mutants."

After a slight pause, Scott said indifferently: "And...Pietro is not the future, I am."

After saying this, he disappeared.

“Ahhhhhh——!!!”

Hawke's angry voice echoed in the deserted wilderness.

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"No...not yet..."

"Hold on a little longer...I can't die, at least not now."

"Please, hold on a little longer!"

Hawke, who was almost reaching his limit, was able to persist until now only by sheer willpower.

He had only one idea in his mind, and that was to rescue Pietro Maximov.

However, his body didn't seem to think so.

Without the heart of the saint's body, the blessing is gradually fading away. If not unexpected, he will soon turn back into a corpse that is about to rot and smell, and then be eaten by wild beasts in the wilderness.

He could clearly feel that his limbs were becoming stiff and his consciousness was gradually leaving his brain.

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Finally, Hawke couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

"Ah...is this death?"

His eyes were gradually shrouded in darkness, and his strength was peeling away from his body bit by bit. Hawke was filled with bitterness and thought: "I'm sorry, Eric, Charles, I still haven't been able to fulfill your instructions."

Just when he was about to fall into unconsciousness, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"If you were given another chance...what would you give?"

"Is...is it you? Sir!"

On his deathbed, Hawke managed to hold on to his last bit of energy and raised his head reluctantly. He saw a man sitting on the roadside, it was the 'sir' who had saved them before.

"My surname is Luo, you can call me Mr. Luo."

Lord held his cheek with one hand and tilted his head to look at him: "Let's stop talking and get down to business. You are going to die soon."

"...Mr. Luo, I know I am going to die."

Hawke was speechless. Everyone could see it in his current situation.

"I can make you alive and even stronger."

Lord said calmly: "But the premise is that you are willing to pay your soul as the price?"

"Yes! I do!"

Hawke did not hesitate at all, and said without hesitation: "As long as you can let me take revenge, no matter what the cost, I am willing to pay, even my own soul!"

"Even if you are thrown into hell, you will be tortured for eternity?"

Lord lowered his voice, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Hawke's innermost thoughts through his eyes.

"I do, Mr. Luo!"

Hawke grinned and said: "Without your help, it would be impossible for me to take revenge, let alone save Pietro, so no matter what the cost, I am willing to pay it!"

"Very well, remember your promise, Hawke Orphans."

Lord slowly stood up and said calmly: "You still have seven days to resolve those matters. After seven days... everything about you, including life and freedom, will belong to me forever."

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"Hiss...it hurts!"

Hawke slowly opened his eyes, feeling as if his whole body had been beaten, and no part of him was groaning in pain.

Memories gradually emerged, and he suddenly lowered his head and saw a golden chain wrapped around his thick right arm, burning with faint scarlet flames, revealing bursts of unsettling evil.

One end of the chain hangs down to the ground, while the other end stretches along the arm like a vine, until it reaches the heart.

The heart that had stopped beating long ago was tightly wrapped in chains, as if it were a fruit swallowed by a giant python. It was beating at an extremely slow speed, bursting out with strange vitality.

Time remaining...168 hours.

Hawke couldn't help but think about the time he had left.

And when he stared at this golden chain, a voice sounded in the back of his mind, telling him that the chain symbolized a kind of authority and was a guide to the gate of hell. Through the chain... he could control the prisoners of hell. .

In other words, he is now...the "Messenger of Hell"!