Pietro ran among the monastery.

He could feel his destination getting closer, as evidenced by the constant whispering of demons in his ears.

The disgusting sensation made it hard for him to suppress, and it slowed Pietro's running, and eventually, he stopped, leaning against the wall beside him and breathing heavily.

"Ha-huh, ha-huh..."

Like a drowning man who was rescued by someone in the water, Quicksilver breathed the air greedily, he didn't want to go through it again in his life, just now he felt that if he didn't stop, he couldn't help but vomit.

Forcing down the tumble in his stomach, Pietro knew he wasn't in a safe position.

"Looks like this is it." Raising his head, a wellhead blocked by iron chains came into view, according to the map of the welfare institute in memory, this should be the backyard of the welfare house, located in the southwest of the entire complex, the west is the direction of the monastery, and the south is a mountain forest, usually no one will come here.

Groping his way to the mouth of the well, Pietro's heart couldn't help but beat a drum, and looked around, the surrounding leaves were falling one after another, looking extremely desolate, several broken stone statues stood on the ground, and the breeze blew, so that Pietro couldn't help but shiver.

"Damn, I really regret it, Zhang Yu didn't tell me there was such a horror here when I came."

After muttering two sentences, Pietro spat on the ground, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he directly cut the chain at the mouth of the well with his high-speed shaking right hand, and then jumped straight down.

The wellhead and inner wall are quite large, enough to accommodate four people, Pietro is constantly falling in a weightless state, according to this speed, normal people will be thrown into a puddle of meat sauce the moment they touch the bottom of the well, but this is difficult to help Pietro, in his own high-speed state, he can freely control the speed of falling.

Soon, the ball of Pietro's foot was a little on the inner wall, and he landed perfectly at the bottom of the well.

"It seems that Zhang Yu is right, how can a normal welfare home spend so much money, I'm afraid that most of the money has been invested in the construction of these underground facilities."

Touching the walls of the corridor, Pietro's brow furrowed, it was hard to imagine what Emma's purpose was, and the missing children, this orphanage was obviously not as good as the newspapers boasted, and there might be horrors in it that no one knew.

But it didn't have much to do with him, Pyro just wanted to get the helmet Zhang Yu said now, and then quickly leave the place that made him uncomfortable.

Lying on the ground with one hand, Pietro arched himself and made a preparatory movement for running, and the next moment, his figure disappeared in an instant.

Seriously, Pietro's speed is now too fast for the naked eye to catch, but it's not his full speed, on the contrary, Pietro's speed is not as fast as he was running.

As a rusher, swinging the arms is the key to maintaining balance in the running state, and humans have given up the tail in the evolution because they can better control their balance with their arms, and in the state of the rush, the arms are even more crucial.

But after losing his right arm, Pietro couldn't run so fast anymore, first, it was not easy to master his balance, and if he fell at high speed, it would be a terrible thing, and the second reason was that he lacked the blessing of arm swinging, and it was difficult for him to increase his speed.

However, Pietro's heart was particularly heavy when he ran too fast before, and Pietro once suspected that if he continued to run at that speed, one day his heart would explode overwhelmed.

And now, Pietro can't run that fast anymore, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Although the tunnel under the orphanage was deep, with the speed of Quicksilver, he quickly passed through here and came to a more open place.

Suddenly, Pietro's mind tingled, as if his brain had been pricked with a needle, and Pietro immediately covered his head and almost hit the wall with a sudden brake.

Slowly opening his eyes, Pietro felt only stars in his eyes, and he shook his head violently, suppressing the nausea in his stomach and the dizziness in his mind, trying to make himself more conscious.

Apparently he had forgotten that he had come to the source of those psychic energies at this time, and that his brain would become the target of those psychic energies by running at high speed.

It wasn't until Pietro recovered that he began to observe his environment, and the smell of blood in the air made Pietro shiver, ready to flee the place at any moment.

"What the hell is this place..."Pietro didn't dare to speak loudly, he looked around, only to see that he was in the passage of a dimly lit building, like a prison, with rooms every two meters on either side of the passage, which reminded Pietro of the mutant prison he was in before.

Tiptoeing to the door of a room, a door made of steel plates, with several iron pillars erected on the windows, Pietro tiptoed and looked through the gap between the iron pillars.

Inside the iron door was a rectangular room of less than seven square meters, with only a small bed in it, and on the bed sat a child who looked to be only four or five years old, but she had her back to Pietro, and Pietro could not see her face.

After hesitating for a while, Pietro finally gave up the idea of communicating with the child inside, in such a terrifying environment, Pietro didn't want to attract anyone's attention, not to mention that the child inside with his back to himself was too scary, what if he gave himself a 'turn back to kill'.

He has only one goal, that is, the helmet that Zhang Yu said, as for what Emma is doing here, and the life or death of these children, what does it matter to him?

Thinking of this, Pietro turned around and prepared to leave the place.

And when Pietro turned around, suddenly, his whole person stopped in place, and the whole person seemed to be greatly frightened, his eyes widened, and he looked ahead in disbelief.

At the entrance of the passage, a woman appeared at some point, staring at Pietro quietly.

No one knew when the woman appeared, and Pietro didn't know how long she had been watching herself here, and to be honest, Pietro's heart almost jumped out when he found the other person.

It was a woman with white hair and a beautiful face, and she was looking at Pietro meaningfully, and Pyro instantly recognized her identity - it was the builder of the orphanage, Emma Frost.

"I didn't expect to break into a little mouse, it seems that I have really slacked off over the years." Emma licked her lips, her voice sounding like a lark, but to Pietro's ears, it was more like the whisper of death.

"Aren't you supposed to be interviewed... Ahhh Petro said and prepared to flee immediately, but as he was about to speed up, he couldn't help but cry out in the pain of pins and needles.

Holding his head, Pietro only felt that he had a splitting headache, in this situation, let alone using his high-speed ability, I am afraid that he would not be able to even make the most basic resistance.

"Hmph... You don't think I didn't notice you, my children have been aware of your presence since you entered my territory, and it's rare to see you. Emma spoke slowly, and as she spoke, two girls of four or five years old stepped out from behind her.

"They... Also telepathic? Pietro asked, enduring the pain.

The little girl beside Emma was expressionless, her pupils fluttered upward, leaving only the terrifying whites of her eyes, and no one could believe that this age should be full of joy, but at this moment she was like two broken dolls.

"What the hell did you do!?" Pietro gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

"I've done what no creator can't!" Emma's eyes widened and she grinned, her hideous features tearing her beautiful face apart, and she stroked the heads of the two girls before continuing.

"The world is about to face a catastrophe, only mutants will survive, I am just allowing those lowly species to evolve, just like the church I founded, the new generation of churches! It's all for the sake of our next generation..."

As she spoke, Emma leaned down and rubbed her cheek against one of the little girls. "Behold, what a beautiful work, what a flawless creation."

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