Chapter 1222 Anyone who stands in the way dies

Chapter 1222 Anyone who stands in the way dies

The old man holding a huge stone tablet with one hand quickly attracted the attention of the onlookers.

After all, the popularity of the Brooklyn Bridge has skyrocketed since the angel came. The number of onlookers on both sides has reached an astonishing tens of thousands, and this number is still growing over time.

Pilgrims from all over the United States are gathering in droves, and countless people come just to admire the miracle.

By the way, sales of items such as crosses, Bibles, and holy water have recently hit new highs in the United States, and demand exceeds supply.

Although the police, military, and mutant organizations try their best to maintain order on the scene, inform the dangers, and prevent ordinary people from getting close to the mysterious angel, there are still many people who are not afraid of death and risk their lives to break through the blockade just for the sake of See the angels up close.

But now, an old man actually walked out of the bronze door that seemed to be the 'Yin Dian Garden'.

No matter what his identity is, it is enough to ignite the emotions of the crowd.

"Jesus! He must be Jesus!"

"Fart, didn't you see how old he looks? He must be an angel, or some famous figure!"

"Ah God, please grant me blessings!"

The crowd knelt on the ground, holding crosses and praying, hoping to receive God's protection.

At this moment, it doesn’t matter if you are religious or not, just pray and that’s it.

Storm, the fastest of the five Phoenix Apostles, arrived at the Brooklyn Bridge first: "Scott, I have arrived at the Brooklyn Bridge. How is the situation on your side?"

"Forget it, the old man in the Vatican insists that he doesn't know angels."

On the other side of the headset, Cyclops's irritated curses were heard, as well as a wailing voice begging for mercy, and then he heard his roar: "Aren't you the Pope? Why don't you even know who this angel is? Do you know? If you don’t tell me, I will crush your third leg!"

"I don't know! I really don't know!"

"There are no angels in the world. Those are all made up to deceive people. Please forgive me!"

Facing the threat of Cyclops, there was no inducement, and the old pope even denied his belief.

Storm's face twitched slightly, as if she saw the old pope kneeling down and begging for mercy, his face full of snot and tears.

Originally, she wanted Cyclops to go over and see if she could get any useful information from the Vatican. After all, this suspected humanoid creature and the Holy Grail were inseparable from the Bible.

But judging from the results, there should be no chance.

Those damn liars in the Vatican can't even recognize their own angels!

Storm cursed in her heart and turned her gaze to the old man. She did not approach rashly, but chose to observe carefully first.

I saw the old man from the Middle East, holding the five or six-meter-high red granite stone tablet with one hand, stepping on the rough water, but it seemed as if he was walking on flat ground, moving at a speed neither fast nor slow, along the river to the west Go.

"What...is he going to do?"

Storm looked confused, not understanding the meaning of the old man's move.

No one knew what the meaning of this old man walking out of the bronze door was, holding a heavy and huge stone tablet and walking westward along the East River, but they couldn't help but follow the old man forward.

After crossing the East River, the old man finally stepped ashore.

The crowd followed closely behind the old man, and many brave people with ulterior motives even tried to rush over and get a glimpse of the true appearance of the stone tablet.

But the result was without exception. Before they even got close, they were crushed directly by a heavy pressure.

Such a bloody scene, instead of dissuading the remaining followers, actually made these people even more fanatical. They regarded it as a 'divine punishment' to punish those thieves who had impure beliefs and attempted to blaspheme the gods.

After seeing the old man's methods, Storm was very lucky that she didn't act rashly just now.

Otherwise, just from the fact that he crushed people into pulp without any warning, the old man's strength is simply unfathomable. Even if he has the power of the Phoenix, he may not be able to get any benefits.

As the old man marched, Storm followed closely.

But soon, the calm situation ushered in a change. The White Queen, one of the five apostles, suddenly appeared.

"What are you doing here? Emma."

Storm looked a little ugly and her tone was harsh.

She didn't like to see the White Queen, because she was a member of the Hellfire Club and had a lot of stains on her body. She later joined the X-Men. She has always expressed strong opinions on the White Queen's ability to obtain the Phoenix Power.

"Don't worry, I just came to take a look."

The White Queen glanced at her and said calmly: "Cyclops was worried that the Avengers would cause trouble, so he asked me to follow you."

"Huh, look at it, you'd better not cause trouble!"

Storm snorted and ignored the White Queen.

Just like that, there were two Phoenix Apostles, the old man holding the stone tablet, followed by tens of thousands of people, marching westward.

But during the journey, they discovered another troublesome thing.

That is the old man holding the stone tablet. He will not change direction at all. No matter what is in front of him, he will run straight into it. Dozens of houses have been damaged.

All objects that tried to block the old man along the way would be smashed to pieces.

"Wait a minute, there's Base X ahead!"

Immediately afterwards, something happened that made the two Phoenix Apostles feel numb.

Directly in front of the old man's advance was the base where one of the Phoenix Apostles, Hope, was training. It also stored a large amount of mutant genes and very important research information. It was a very precious base.

"No, we must stop him!"

The White Queen was so anxious that she no longer cared about the danger and rushed out.

"Wait, don't go there, it's dangerous!" Storm reminded her, but she was still a step too late and failed to stop the White Queen.

The White Queen was seen standing in front of the base, her whole body covered with shining diamonds, her body surrounded by the surging power of the phoenix, her eyes bursting with spiritual power like a sea wave, forming a storm and rushing towards the old man holding the stone tablet.

"Stop! I order you...to stop!"

The White Queen pushed her super powers to the extreme, and with the blessing of the Phoenix Power, she even affected the surrounding void.

The shock waves set off by the power of the mind are like huge tsunamis.

boom! boom! boom!

The power that directly acts on the soul is like substance, causing ripples in the void.

After becoming the Phoenix host, the White Queen's psychic power and diamond hardening have been greatly enhanced. Now, even Professor X is far inferior to her.

The old man holding the stone tablet actually stopped in his tracks as his mind was shaken.

"It actually... worked?" Storm in the sky widened her eyes when she saw this scene. The power of the White Queen's mind actually made the old man stop!

"It...succeeded!"

The White Queen looked happy, lifted up a strand of hair, showed a contemptuous smile, and said: "It turns out that he is not that powerful. I thought he was so powerful because he was not controlled by me."

However, at this moment, Storm Girl in the sky noticed something strange. Tong Kong suddenly shrank and shouted in horror: "Get out of there quickly, Emma, ​​get out of here!

! "

"Huh? Leave? What do you mean?"

The White Queen looked up at Storm with confusion on her face.

But the moment she raised her head, she felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her. She was freezing from head to toe, and a breath of death hit her face. Her vagina expanded to the limit, and her mouth subconsciously opened to the maximum.

"Oh...Fake!"

With just enough time to leave these words, the White Queen was enveloped in golden light.

Boom boom boom boom...

The golden radiance was like the sword of divine punishment, cutting through the hard surface rock formations.

The terrifying energy aftermath set off shock waves one after another, crushing everything around them. Tangible and invisible substances were all vaporized into particles in the sky and earth in the blazing golden light.

Every ray of golden light falling from the sky turned into a cross after landing.

Soon, golden crosses were covered within a radius of several hundred meters. From a high altitude, they looked like rows of tombs.

Tens of seconds later, the blazing golden light finally dissipated.

What appeared in Storm's eyes was the White Queen who was pierced by thousands of crosses and died like a torturer. Her proud diamond skin was as fragile as a piece of butter in front of those golden crosses.

The White Queen's eyes widened, as if she could not believe that she died so easily.

A Phoenix Apostle...is dead!

And in such a dramatic way, dying by the judgment of the Holy Cross.

The old man holding the stone tablet didn't seem to care at all and continued to move towards the west.

But at this moment, no one dares to underestimate this old man, because the dead Phoenix Apostle is the most powerful proof that even if he is holding a stone tablet in one hand, he can still suppress sinners who offend and blaspheme God.

Let me ask, who else dares to stop him?

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