A Certain Marvel Super Player

"Do you know Zoe?"

"No."

After Locke and Cordelia left the witch academy behind them, he opened the Audi he borrowed on the way over. He looked at Cordelia and said, "Why do you say that?"

After Cordelia got in the car: "I thought you said you were not allowed to tell others your identity."

Locke smiled and said: "I am Locke, a handsome guy with rich social experience, born in Texas, and from New York. There is nothing shameful about this."

Cordelia was slightly startled.

Locke smiled: "Besides, I quite like witches. Otherwise, I wouldn't do this, right?"

Although mostly for missions.

but……

If there was no mission, in fact, Locke would still do this. At most, he would not interfere in the election of the Supreme Witch.

Cordelia was silent for a while and chose to change the topic.

"where are we going?"

"You'll know when we get there."

"..."

Just like New York City, no, I should say, it's the same as all cities in the Federation. When it's two or three o'clock at night, the streets are basically empty and dark.

At this time, if people who go out for activities are caught by the police station, eight out of ten will be thieves, and two may be people with criminal records.

No normal person in the Federation would go out for a walk at night without any problem. No, I should say, who would still wander outside after ten o'clock without going home?

soon.

On the roof of a building facing the New Orleans Police Department.

After Locke and Cordelia came up, they walked to the rooftop, glanced at the police station door directly opposite, and looked at Cordelia next to them: "How is the view? Can you see it?"

Cordelia followed Locke's gaze to the police station, nodded, and then said, "So, you should tell me why you brought me here."

Locke smiled and said: "In our place, there is a tradition that when a child is ready to start school, he needs a witness to witness it."

"Departure?"

"right."

Locke nodded and pointed to Carrie, who was not far away and slowly walking towards the New Orleans Police Department: "Over there."

Cordelia followed the finger's gaze.

Under the dim light of the street not far away, a layer of purple-black clouds emerged. Under Cordelia's gaze, the woman she had seen appearing next to Locke stepped out of the clouds again. , has completely changed its appearance.

Silver hair hanging down his shoulders.

Boots.

Windbreaker.

Gorgeous tiara.

Cordelia frowned slightly.

"I seem...to have seen it somewhere."

"On TV?"

Cordelia turned to look at Locke.

"Yes, the leader of darkness, Syndra, the peerless assassin..."

"That's right."

Locke was very calm and nodded: "My sister."

Cordelia: "..."

The choice of Cordelia to be the witness of Carrie's first act alone was not an arbitrary choice by Locke.

All right.

Part of the reason was that Cordelia was the first person he and Carrie met after arriving in New Orleans, but more of it was because Locke wanted Cordelia to know something.

What price does it cost to betray him?

after all……

The selection of the Supreme Witch has not yet begun. Although Locke has a plan to recruit Cordelia, there are variables before recruiting. For the sake of safety, it is necessary to take this opportunity to hammer it out.

Isn't there a saying that betrayal is just because the chips are not enough?

Locke adds a little more chips. He believes that no one can give more chips than him.

Cordelia came back to her senses and stared at Carrie who was walking out of the clouds and mist. Then, she almost took five meters in one step, and then flew towards the police station as if she were floating in the air.

"What does she want to do?"

Cordelia was slightly startled: "Those people have been arrested."

Locke nodded and looked at Cordelia: "Yes, but obviously, my sister feels that the trial of the law is too merciful to those people."

Cordelia opened her mouth.

Locke said with a smile: "Cordelia, I don't just ask you to come here as a witness. Most importantly, I want to tell you that kindness is given by the strong to the weak, but in the eyes of outsiders, you are a When they are weak, your kindness is nothing more than a weakness to them."

Professor X actually understands.

but……

Who makes Professor The top public figure in the mutant nation.

Locke doesn't want Cordelia to learn from Professor X.

Although he said that he wouldn't mind being Magneto among witches, that's not his ambition.

Carrie had been kind, too.

But after that dance, Carrie changed.

If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good.

While talking.

Boom!

Carrie's toes slowly landed and she stood at the door of the New Orleans Police Department.

At the door, the five yawning police officers arranged to guard the door were still talking about it a second ago. It was already five o'clock, and it was unlikely that anyone would come.

The next second.

The five people looked at Carrie, who suddenly seemed to slowly fall from the sky, with her hands open and a dark magic ball spinning on her palms, and their sleepiness disappeared instantly.

"Varied……"

"Boom!"

Carrie looked directly at her magical eyes. In an instant, the five police officers at the door, who were about to sound the alarm or even take out their guns, felt numb all over. Then, in an instant, they rolled their eyes, and there was a thud. fell to the ground.

but……

After doing all this, Carrie did not choose to go inside the police station.

Locke raised his eyebrows, as if he thought of something.

"have a thought."

"What's up with her?"

"Cordelia, do you want to know the story of my sister's past?"

"Um?"

"Have you ever heard of the Augusta Witch Cases?"

"I heard it."

Cordelia nodded: "After receiving the news, we were already on the way, but on the way, we heard that the witch had..."

Speaking of which.

Cordelia was stunned for a moment, and looked back at Carrie, who had her arms spread out, five dark spheres spinning rapidly around her, and volleying into the sky again: "Could it be..."

Locke nodded and looked at Carrie at this moment with admiration, as well as the New Orleans Police Department where the sirens began to sound loudly. He told the story of Carrie's past in a calm tone.

It's the same injustice that most witches experienced as children.

even……

It also resonated with Cordelia.

However, Carrie chose to change, but Cordelia still believed in peace?

“Seek peace through peace, and peace will perish!”

“Seek peace through struggle, and peace will survive!”

"Just like now!"

"Meaning concessions, compromises and kindness without the blessing of force will only make you weak, incompetent and bullyable in the eyes of others!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

"WTF?"

"what happened?"

"what's the situation?"

"ah!"

Accompanied by the crashing sounds, the door lock of the detention room on the first floor of the police station was directly broken. Then, the members of the witch hunting group who were imprisoned inside were killed one by one. Suddenly, They floated up under control, and then, as if they were holding a love number plate, they were lined up. Even though several police officers were pulling them, they couldn't stop their urge to go out.

Jim Lord bore the brunt.

even……

When he was led to the lobby of the police station, Jim Rod saw the five dark spheres outside, suspended in mid-air. Around him, five dark spheres rotated rapidly, forming a barrier that the police officers could not break through no matter how hard they shot. The Dark Head of Defense!

"No!"

Jim Rod saw the cold and even flaming gaze from Carrie, quickly recovered, and grabbed a police officer directly: "Help me!"

"WTF?"

The caught police officer was stunned for a moment, and then, seeing himself floating up, he suddenly came back to his senses, cursed loudly, and subconsciously slapped Jim Rod on the face: "You So loosen up."

Boom!

Jim Rod screamed in pain, and then couldn't help but let go of his hand.

The police officer fell to the ground, his butt hurt, but he felt relieved and felt like he was surviving a disaster.

"Shet!"

Copp, who had already emptied a magazine, looked at the expressionless Carrie in the air, then turned to look at the candied haws flying out of the police station in a queue, and roared at Carrie in the air. : "Damn, we've got them. "

As Copp finished speaking, the police officers who were guarding the police station and waiting for Carrie to surrender also stopped shooting.

"help me!"

"Damn it, save me!"

"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

"..."

The countless members of the witch hunting group who lined up to take off one by one roared. They knew what it would be like to be targeted by a witch.

but……

They wanted to catch someone who was behind the scenes, but the police officers were not stupid. Fighting crime was their job, and protecting their own lives was theirs. Besides, this scene was very magical, and it was beyond the scope of their police officers' handling.

mid-air.

Carrie seemed to hear Kaop's roar, lowered her head, and her cold, magical eyes fell on Kaop: "The judgment of the law is a kind of mercy to them!"

Kaopu roared: "You are not qualified to judge..."

"What about them?"

"What?"

"The law is not qualified, and I am not qualified either. So, what about these witches who were sent to hell by them?"

"..."

Carrie said expressionlessly: "Our kindness is given to you, but you think our kindness is weakness!"

Said.

Carrie looked at the witch-hunting group that was pulled into the air by him, one after another, wailing and roaring. Is any of these members stained with the blood of their witches? She opened her right hand and said, "In the name of the Head of Darkness, I , sacrifice them, return, the angry witch spirit!!”

The words fell.

boom!

moment.

A shrill scream came, and Kaopu and everyone couldn't help but look up.

Eye-catching!

The black black fire roared, and instantly, the bodies of those people began to burn.

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