Chapter 340 39 Even in the Delayed Death There Is the Power of Liberation

Chapter 340 39. There is also the power of liberation in belated death

Wolverine, a powerful mutant whose superpowers include immortal healing, beast perception, and Adamantium-covered steel claws and skeleton, can all be summed up in one article!

Wolverine's only superpower is "survival".

He is an "immortal" in the true sense of the word, with almost no weaknesses other than the ability to drown.

Of course, being immortal doesn't mean being invincible. In fact, in all of Wolverine's battles, there were many times when he couldn't defeat his opponents, causing his immortality to become a terrible torture.

Harley's kinetic bullets obviously couldn't hurt Logan. The flying bullets only penetrated his skin and didn't even leave any marks on his Adamantium alloy skull.

Just a few seconds later, Logan, covered in blood, stood up again.

All of his injuries had healed, and nothing had changed except that his clothes were more torn.

He rubbed his forehead, sighed and looked back at Mason and Harley. The captain was taking out a wheelchair, and Harley was helping the weak White Queen Emma out of the magic suitcase.

The expression of greetings and greetings seemed to be trying to please this "mother-in-law".

"Won't you give us a tour of the place? Logan."

Mason pushed the wheelchair and looked back at Wolverine. The old Emma in the wheelchair maintained her psychic power so that she still looked like the extremely beautiful White Queen.

She looked at the ruins of Xavier College in front of her with a nostalgic and complicated look, and said in a hoarse voice:

“Come on, Logan.

Besides Mason, I'd also like to hear the truth about that night and the answers you can give me. I was out there when Scott died, and I felt I deserved to know how my boyfriend spent his last night. "

"Is your relationship with him really that good?"

Logan lit a bloody cigarette and complained:

"You just treat Scott as another plaything, Emma. Just like what you did to Namor, the majestic king of the sea was trained by you to be a loyal dog that licks your toes."

"Maybe it's because you're a rough guy and don't understand taste? But guess, during the time when we were friends, did I ever control you from licking my toes?"

The White Queen in the wheelchair covered her mouth and chuckled.

She did not deny Logan's accusation, causing Harley next to her to blink. She suddenly realized that her "mother-in-law" didn't seem to be a good person when she was young.

Mason, who is pushing a wheelchair, was not surprised.

The White Queen is a famous female Sea King. She is powerful but has a bad personality. She enjoys playing with men. It is not surprising that she does anything excessive.

The old wolf stood up and removed the twisted and rusty iron gate in front of the weeds. The group of people walked along the blasted ground towards the desolate ruins ahead.

The main body of the college, which was supposed to be in the style of an old castle, has collapsed into a state of disrepair. Just like the abandoned Wayne ancestral home in World at War, it hardly needs to be decorated as a location for a ghost movie.

But it's certainly much nicer than the other ruins in the wasteland.

There are no refugees taking root here, so everything here remains the same as it was after the Doomsday War seventeen years ago.

Logan led the way, leading the three of them to the X-Men's underground base like a tour guide. Then, decorated with cigarettes one after another, he told the story of that night in a mute voice:

"There were over 40 people here."

He said:

"In addition to me, there were also Scott and the others. We were divided into three groups and took turns on duty. Although it was peaceful at that time, there was already an undercurrent in private, especially in those days, news of a secret alliance of super villains had been circulating. Everyone is on alert.

The professor was not there that night.

He was summoned by the Illuminati to discuss some private matters. Hank accompanied him there, and Qian Huan and I were on duty here."

"哐"

A collapsed entrance deep into the ground was broken open by Logan's kick. The rubble flew across to reveal a dilapidated hidden passage. He pushed open the half-closed door and walked in while continuing to say:

"At nearly midnight, we received a call for help from the Avengers. Steve Rogers said that they were besieged by a large number of villains and needed support.

Baxter Tower followed, then Attilan.

Signals for help were sent out from almost all places where superheroes gathered, and the situation seemed to have suddenly become tense.

This immediately set off the alarm for me.

But Xavier College was also invaded. An energy bomb penetrated the ground and was shot into the base, causing a big explosion. Qian Huan died in front of me. "

"boom"

The door at the end of the dim passage was violently kicked open, and we reached the place where the tragedy happened that night.

There was a faint light shining through the top of the head, allowing Mason to see a twisted female skeleton lying in the masonry among the miserable ruins. The cause of her death was that the twisted steel bar penetrated the skull.

Her identity can be vaguely discerned from the uniform she wears.

Li Qianhuan, a reserve member of the X-Men, is Wolverine's apprentice.

This is just the first body.

"Her death angered me."

Logan half-knelt on the ground, and the old wolf's thoughts seemed to completely return to that night seventeen years ago.

He suppressed the discomfort and anger boiling in his heart, reached out to collect Li Qianhuan's skeletal body, and placed it in the body bag he carried with him.

No one disturbs the process.

Mason and Harley were waiting nearby, while the White Queen sighed in her wheelchair. As a spiritual master, she had probably guessed the direction of the next story.

The fact was exactly as she expected.

"I searched frantically for the attacker, and then, in the Broken Land, I saw Doctor Octopus rushing into the base, accompanied by the bastard Ulysses Klaue, and Scorpion and Rhino Man running rampant.

I realized something was wrong, so I fought with them and called Scott

He never responded. "

Logan stood up and staggered deeper.

As he walked, he said:

"More and more supervillains are rushing into the base, Absorbent Man, Red Hulk, Green Goblin, Purple Man. One by one, they swarm up to fight me.

I can't stop them, there are too many of them.

I need support.

I yelled for Scott, I yelled for Warren, I begged them to come here, there were kids in the academy, and they didn't know how to fight.

We have to protect them, it's our duty as X-Men.

But I never got a response.

I can only kill!

Crazy killing! Kill with all your might! My beast sense turned me into a crazy predator. I don’t know how many times I swung my claws and my head fell to the ground.

That blood.

Those smells stimulated me and I felt like I could win.

I know I can win!

I must win!

But Bullseye was surprisingly powerful that night.”

He staggered into the base's main control room.

Mason pushed the wheelchair and Harley followed him. The moment he entered there, Harley covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. The White Queen in the wheelchair even closed her eyes, unable to bear to look at the miserable scene in front of her. scene.

Mason stared straight ahead expressionlessly.

The small main control room was filled with corpses, lying in various places, some with steel claws piercing their heads, and some with sharp blades tearing their necks apart.

The most miserable one was almost torn into pieces.

Seventeen years have not changed the furnishings in this "grave", allowing the deceased and victims to lie here in the same posture as when they died.

But just looking at their twisted movements when they were about to die was enough to guess their despair and confusion at that time.

They didn't seem to expect to be attacked at all.

"I don't know how many times I was killed, but every time I came back to life quickly. Their counterattacks became more and more fierce. I heard them provoking that I was dead.

But I'm not afraid at all. "

Logan fell to his knees with a pop.

In front of him was a corpse wearing a black battle suit and red special goggles. It had become like a mummy, but it could be seen just from the marks on the suit.

He was simply cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and died miserably in extreme pain.

The old wolf could no longer hold back the rolling regret and pain in his heart. He tremblingly reached out and touched the corpse in front of him that had been tortured to death by his own hands. He said sadly:

“I killed them all, not one of them was spared.

Just like the ending of all Wolverine stories, the hero won with great difficulty after a hard battle, and even the most difficult Bullseye was pierced through the heart by me.

I was out of breath.

I thought I had won, I thought I could protect those children and my peers, just like the oath I swore when I was invited by the professor to join this group.

It was they who accepted me and turned a beastly, world-weary man into a hero.

It was never the case that the X-Men needed Wolverine.

It's me who needs them.

My family, my compatriots, I thought I had finally protected them, but...but when I woke up, this was all I saw.

it's me!

It was I who killed my brothers and sisters with my own hands."

The atmosphere in the entire base was stagnant at this moment.

Only the deep howl of the old wolf passed by, which was the final release of the despair that had been suppressed for seventeen years. Harley held Mason's arm extremely uneasily.

She couldn't imagine how desperate Logan must be when he learned the truth that night seventeen years ago, and the method of this damn tragedy in front of her reminded Harley of a terrible person, a person she hated extremely.

She whispered to Mason:

"This is a joke, a fatal joke, sweetheart, it was designed by Mr. J! It was definitely him! He may not have come, but his plan was carried out.

No one else would be so mean and crazy.

The other one was leading all of this, although I don't have any proof.

But I'm sure!

This is definitely his handiwork.

He loved seeing heroes crumble at his toy, he enjoyed the ridicule and suffering, and looking at Logan now, this was exactly what he'd always wanted to do to Batboy. "

Mason was silent.

Rao had already guessed the truth when he used golden apples to talk to Logan at Hautley Farm.

But at this moment, he still felt a kind of shock when he saw the oozing hell scene in front of him and looked at the desperate old wolf.

This is what the enemies he will face in the future want to do to him and his companions.

"Your mind affected by Beast Sense has been a big problem, Logan."

Old Emma in the wheelchair sighed and said:

"They chose a good time to complete this scene. In the absence of the professor, perhaps only a superficial spiritual guidance is needed to make you kill like this.

But it must be more than just the guidance of a second-rate villain to achieve this.

That night, you were not only bewitched, but also strengthened.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for you to defeat the entire X-Men with only 40 people. Our compatriots did not choose to escape in such a desperate situation, but fought you to the death here.

This is not normal!

Scott would not make such a stupid choice. After realizing that you have been controlled by your mind, he would definitely withdraw with people and lock you here.

So, they must have been bewitched.

The responsibility is not all on you. "

"What's the point of saying this now?"

Logan lowered his head and knelt beside the body of Cyclops Scott in a confession-like posture.

No tears could flow from his eyes. Perhaps all the tears of regret had dried up in the desperate night seventeen years ago.

After telling all the secrets, he seemed to have completed the last ritual of his life. His soul seemed to have left his body and joined his brothers and sisters here.

The only body left here is a dead body.

He said in a hoarse voice:

"I did something wrong. I destroyed the X-Men. I made a big mistake. If I hadn't gone crazy that night, Scott could have led his compatriots to support Steve Rogers.

They could have survived and gone to support more places.

Perhaps the nuclear war that destroyed the world could have been stopped at the last minute, and the world would not have fallen into such a miserable state.

I messed up everything.

This world died because of me, Emma, ​​and Mason. I am a sinner. I have been waiting for this day to come, hiding in the California desert like a coward.

Now I can finally face it all, and die peacefully after repenting.

Come on.

Kill me.

Give me a relief for being alive today when I should have died seventeen years ago. I don't want to live anymore. It's too painful. I have killed Wolverine in my heart, and today Logan Hautley should be buried here. "

Emma and Harley stopped talking. They looked at Mason, obviously waiting for his decision.

The captain said nothing.

He took off Johnny's gun from his waist and loaded it. He strode behind Logan who was kneeling there, raised his gun and aimed it at the back of his head. Logan closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice:

"Bullets can't kill me."

"But it can make you feel pain even though you are numb. In addition, we can test whether Wolverine is dead or not. "

Mason whispered, then pulled the trigger.

The bullet accelerated to extreme kinetic energy roared into the back of the old wolf's head, blood splashed and made his body shake, and then a twisted bullet was squeezed out by the muscles and fell to the ground.

This can't kill him.

But Mason didn't stop, and kept pulling the trigger with an extremely stable technique, so that a magazine was emptied in a few seconds, and the back of Logan's head was bleeding.

The strong impact made him fall on the face, just in the same level as Cyclops' eyes.

"Ka"

In the dim light projected from the top of the broken land beside him, Mason reloaded the magazine, and in the smoke flying from the muzzle, he said:

"Are you awake?

If you are not awake enough, I can continue until you understand the current situation.

Logan Hautley!

I won't comment on what happened seventeen years ago, but it is really disappointing that you didn't look for the real murderer when you knew that you were plotted against and made a big mistake, but chose to hide your identity like a waste.

Maybe it's true as you said, Wolverine was killed by you that night, becoming the 41st X-Man to die in your hands.

But I want to ask you."

He leaned over, grabbed the collar of the old wolf and lifted him up from the ground, and scolded him:

"Wolverine died a long time ago, but Logan is still here! What? Is old Logan Hautley a softie who can't fight? Just let the bastards who played you go unpunished?

The blood of these people was shed in vain, right?

You are just a node in a dark plan. They must make you crazy and stop the rescue of the X-Men, so that the heroes of the whole world will be sadly besieged by villains.

But this is not their purpose!

Only in a world swallowed by despair can outsiders play the role of saviors openly, and you are just stepping stones for them to shine in the light.

That's the organization I belong to.

I'm too familiar with this set.

Your enemy is there!

You couldn't find their traces before, I don't blame you, they blocked this world so that you could not seek revenge, but now, they have reappeared.

You want to die, you can! ”

Mason loosened his fingers and let Logan slide to the ground. He shouted to the old wolf under his feet:

"Look at these bones, you have to get revenge before you die! I have a plan, Logan, I just need someone who is not afraid of death to help me carry it out to the last step.

You want to be free, right?

But how can you drink with them in hell without a cup of enemy blood before meeting old friends? ”