When the figure of the Rain Father looms in the storm, when the land is flooded with filth tides, when the filth from chaos distorts the land, the human army facing this apocalyptic disaster collapses for the first time, they can fight monsters, but they can't fight against natural disasters.

Plague, death, torrential rains, great floods......

This country founded by Protestants has a strong religious atmosphere, and cults are not uncommon, so when such a disaster with obvious religious overtones strikes, if not a single iron-fisted lion subdues the sheep, then the sheep will 100 percent scatter and flee.

The messages are getting worse than the other.

The spilled winds and the floods of corruption dilute the disease, but it spread it wider, and the 1st Marine Division vomited almost as a whole, suffering from fever and weakness, and only a team of hundreds of people who had put on protective clothing in advance before the war was left with combat effectiveness, and this was the only ordinary force that Carter could effectively mobilize at present.

As for other ordinary people.

Run.

The farther away from this hell of corruption and necrosis, the better, otherwise it will only increase or decrease the number of troops, and bring the information here out so that the troops who come to support from farther away can be prepared.

But now Carter still has a hole card in his hand.

She had ordered a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent to go to the New York Military Prison to get ready, and if the situation was completely out of control, she would order the release of the black protogen, and survive the catastrophe by mass-producing transhumans through the immature Legion plan with no regard for the consequences and side effects.

After this arrangement is made.

Dressed in a thick hazmat suit and a pig's nose breathing apparatus, the knightess braved the approaching storm to contact all the superhumans, and above the wriggling earth, the mountain-like figure of the Father of Rain was approaching, and at the current rate of the storm, they were running out of time.

I don't know if it was Li Lin's mortal posture that played a role again, or Carter's intentional negligence, this subspace lord was not transferred and retreated at this moment of the storm.

He was left at the front.

Li Lin, who felt the itching in his throat, couldn't help frowning and coughing twice, but even so, he still sat there quietly, as if waiting for someone to take him away.

"Could it be that there is only comfort and the desire to pursue comfort—this sneaky thing is anti-guest-oriented, and then becomes the head of the family?"

Although at the moment it is very bad.

But Li Lin was still able to maintain an optimistic attitude and appreciate the approaching storm, his body was soon dying from the pain, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, he had been waiting for this moment since the infinite time before, looking forward to the time when the change would come, and now, it was close at hand.

The two psionics who set off the lightning storm were met with varying degrees of backlash.

Magneto fainted directly.

Professor X was lucky, he only suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, and he quickly mobilized his psionic energy to repair it.

None of them expected that a simple temptation would provoke such a violent reaction from Chaos, let alone that one of the demons who came to the material realm was so terrifying that he could set off a flood and awaken the earth.

"What are we going to do now?"

Temporarily out of contact with the chaotic rear, the communications soldier has fallen to the ground and died, and the first thing Eric said when he woke up from his coma was to ask his friends.

"I don't know ......"

Charles was at a loss as he faced the storm ahead.

Does he have the power to change all that? Does that mean that he should go to Chaos more and gain otherworldly powers, just like Sebastian Shaw.

The pair of best friends had clearly thought of a piece.

"Maybe I can give you some advice."

Suddenly, a rough voice came from the dirty rain curtain, and the face hugging worm that had been like a combination of a spider and a tentacle monster with bright claws on his hands, Wolverine ignored the various germs mixed in the air and rain, and walked towards the two in wandering with a large bag.

Let's be honest.

Accustomed to seeing the faces of two old men, and suddenly seeing their youthful versions, Logan's macho image was almost unbearable.

Thankfully, he didn't see Hank as he is today.

Otherwise, he would have laughed out loud, he never dreamed that the wild beast was a nerd when he was young, and he was so shy that he wouldn't enter the bar even if he saw it.

"I remember you ......" Professor X quickly remembered who Logan was.

When they were searching for psionics in New York, Professor X and Magneto approached Wolverine, but their meeting was not very pleasant. Wolverine, who was drinking a little wine, directly smelled his mouth at these two inexplicable guys, and sent them away with a beautiful American word.

Logan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Professor, time is limited, I'll tell you directly how to effectively deal with this subspace rift and send this big demon back to its hometown, but I also need your help."

"What?"

"Read my mind directly, and you'll understand that I've let down all my guards."

Charles immediately read Rogan's mind.

Then he understood that the Wolverine soul in front of him came from the future, and had rich experience in anti-chaos combat, and he also saw the scene of chaos sentinels overwhelmingly surging from various spatial fields in the endgame of the future, completely strangling human civilization.

He understood what Logan was trying to do.

"Eric, Eric! You have to help him! There's a lump of metal in his bag, and you depict it in my mind and send it into Logan's body! ”

"What?"

Before Magneto could keep up with his thoughts, he heard a near-murderous request.

"It's too late to explain!"

The rain slowly slid down Charles's face, as if he were crying, and after witnessing the tragedy ahead, the professor was clearly aware that now was a crucial juncture. This node alone is already so fatal, let alone the second node that is destined to come.

Eric can only choose to trust his friends.

Seeing the Edelman alloy in his backpack split and lift up like a viper, Wolverine took a deep breath.

"Huh, come on, I'm not afraid of death, living is a curse."

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"Enjoy the splendid and magnificent views of Nurgle's Gardens. Fleshy flowers with buds, mold-covered land. There is no brilliance for those who are flawless. Nurgle was a true artist. Tzeentch was but a troublemaker, and young Slaanesh was nothing but a wanderer, and we don't even bother to bother with the narrow and savage temper of the Sadist. ”

Father Rain noticed the prying eyes from Tzeentch Arch.

In this final rainstorm of vague fate, chaos is not a heart.

"Oh fate, like the fickleness of the moon, on which blessings and misfortunes depend, on which the life of misery is sweetened and manipulated as it pleases, by the impoverished and powerless, all melted like ice and snow, and the fate is frightening and empty, vicious and cruel in a thousand turns, and all things are in vain......"

The two-headed blue eagle hiding in the clouds began to weave its fate, and how could this ugly, ignorant and stubborn amoeba protozoa understand that it was also a pawn, not a chess player.