Wolverine, a powerful mutant, superpowers such as undead healing, beast perception, and Edelman's alloy-covered steel claws and skeletons can all be summed up in one!

Wolverine's only superpower is "survival".

He is truly "undead" and has few weaknesses other than being able to drown.

Of course, not being able to die does not mean being invincible, in fact in all of Wolverine's fights, there have been many times when he has caused his ability to die to become a terrible torture because he can't beat his opponent.

It was apparently impossible for Hallie's kinetic bullets to hurt Logan, as the flying bullets only pierced his skin and didn't even leave any marks on his Edman's skull.

It was only a few seconds before Logan, covered in blood, stood up again.

All of his injuries had healed, and nothing had changed at all, except for the fact that his clothes were more torn.

He rubbed his forehead, sighed and looked back at Mason and Hallie, who were pulling out a wheelchair and Harley helping the frail White Queen Emma out of the magic suitcase.

The expression of hush and warmth seemed to please this "mother-in-law".

"Why don't you show us around this place? Logan. ”

Mason pushed the wheelchair and looked back at Wolverine, and the old Emma in the wheelchair maintained her mental strength to make her still look like the glamorous White Queen.

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

"Come on, Logan.

In addition to Mason, I'd love to hear the truth about that night and the answers you can give me. I was still out there when Scott died, and I felt entitled to know how my boyfriend's last night was going to be. ”

"Is your relationship with him really that good?"

Logan lit a bloody cigarette and complained:

"You're just using Scott as just another plaything, Emma, just like you did to Namor, the 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 know how to play? But guess what, when we were friends, did I ever control you to lick my toes? ”

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

She didn't deny Logan's accusation, and made Hallie next to her wink, and she suddenly realized that her "mother-in-law" didn't seem to be a good stubble when she was young.

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

The White Queen, a well-known female sea king, is powerful but has a bad personality, and she takes pleasure in playing with men, so it is not surprising that she does anything excessive.

The old wolf stood up and tore down the twisted, rusty iron gate in front of the weed, and the group walked along the blasted ground to the bleak ruins ahead.

The main body of the academy, which should have been in the style of an ancient castle, has collapsed, just like the abandoned Wayne ancestral house in the war world, and the filming location used as a ghost movie simply does not need to be retouched.

But it's really much better than the other ruins in the wasteland.

There are no displaced people here, so everything here still maintains the scene after the Doomsday War seventeen years ago.

Logan led the way ahead, leading the three of them to the X-Men's underground base like a tour guide, and under the embellishment of cigarettes one after another, he told the story of that night in a dumb voice:

"There were more than forty people here."

He said:

"In addition to me, there are also Scott and them, we are divided into three groups to take turns on duty, although it was calm at that time, but there was already a dark tide in private, especially in those days that the news of the supervillains secretly uniting has been circulating, so that everyone is vigilant.

The professor was not there that night.

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

"Bang"

A collapsed entrance deep into the ground was shattered open by Logan's kick, revealing a dilapidated hidden passage in the flying rubble, and he pushed open and closed the halfway door and walked in, continuing to speak:

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

This was followed by the Baxter Building, then Attillan.

Almost all the places where the superheroes gathered sent out a call for help, and the situation seemed to enter the scorch all at once.

This made me sound the alarm immediately.

But Xavier Academy was also invaded, and an energy bomb pierced the ground and shot into the base, causing a big explosion. She. and died before me. ”

"Bang"

The door at the end of the dimly lit passage was violently kicked open, and he reached the place where the tragedy of that night had occurred.

A glimmer of light overhead shone through, allowing Mason to see the twisted female skeleton lying in the masonry among the miserable ruins, her death due to twisted steel piercing her skull.

Her identity can be vaguely seen from the uniform on her body.

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

This is only the first corpse.

"Her death angered me."

Logan was half-kneeling on the ground, and the old wolf's thoughts seemed to go back to that night seventeen years ago.

He forcibly endured the discomfort and anger churning in his heart, and reached out to put away Li Qianhuan's skeleton and put it in the body bag he carried with him.

No one bothered the process.

Mason and Hallie were waiting, while the White Queen sighed in her wheelchair, and as a master of mind, she probably had guessed where the story was going.

And it turned out to be exactly what she expected.

"I frantically searched for the attacker, and then, in the Broken Land, I saw Doctor Octopus rushing into the base, surrounded by the Ulysses Crowe mongrel, and the Scorpion and Rhino Man on a rampage.

I realized something was wrong, so I wrestled with them and called out to Scott

He never responded. ”

Logan got up and staggered deeper.

As he walked, he said:

"More and more supervillains are storming the base, absorbing people, red hulks, green goblins, purple people. One by one, they swarmed up to fight me.

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

I need support.

I shouted Scott, I shouted Warren, I begged them to come over and there were kids in the academy who didn't know how to fight.

We have to protect them, and that's our responsibility as X-Men.

But I haven't gotten a response.

I can only kill!

Crazy kill! Kill with all your might! My beastly perception has turned me into a mad predator, and I don't know how many times I have swung my claws and landed on my head

Those blood.

The smells stimulated me, and I felt like I could win.

I know I can win!

I have to win!

However, the bullseye that night was surprisingly powerful."

He staggered into the base's main control room.

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

Mason stared straight ahead with a blank face.

The small main control room was littered with corpses, lying all over the place, some with steel claws piercing their heads, others with sharp blades torn through their necks.

The most miserable one was almost torn to shreds.

Seventeen years have not changed the furnishings of this "tomb", so that the dead and the victims of that year are laid out here in the posture of death.

But just looking at their twisted movements as they lay dying is enough to guess their despair and incomprehension.

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

"I don't know how many times I've been killed, but each time I've come back to life quickly, and their counterattacks have become more and more ferocious, and I have heard them provoke me to die.

But I'm not afraid at all. ”

Logan fell to his knees with a puff.

In front of him was a corpse in a black suit with special red goggles, it was like a dried corpse, but it was only visible from the marks on the suit.

He died tragically in excruciating agony.

The old wolf could no longer hold back the remorse and pain rolling in his heart, he trembled and reached out to touch the corpse in front of him that had been tortured to death by his own hands, and he said sadly:

"I killed them and didn't spare a single one.

It's like the end of all Wolverine stories, where the hero wins a hard-fought battle, and I pierced the heart of even the toughest bullseye.

I was out of breath.

I thought I had won, I thought I could protect the children and my peers, just as I had made when my professor invited me to join the group.

It was they who took me in and turned a beastly misanthropic man into a hero.

It was never the X-Men who needed Wolverine.

It's me who needs them.

My family, my compatriots, I thought I had finally protected them, but. But when I came to my senses, all I saw was this.

It's me!

I killed my brothers and sisters with my own hands."

The atmosphere in the entire base froze to the extreme.

Only the old wolf's low howl passed, which was the final release of seventeen years of pent-up despair, and Harley grabbed Mason's arm in extreme uneasiness.

She couldn't imagine how desperate Logan must have been when she learned the truth that night seventeen years ago, and the modus operandi of this damn tragedy in front of her reminded Hallie of a terrible person, someone she hated so much.

She whispered to Mason:

"It's a joke, a deadly joke, little sweetheart, it was designed by Mr. J! It's definitely him! He may not have come, but his plan was executed.

Others wouldn't be so nasty and so crazy.

The other he dominated it all, although I don't have any proof.

But I'm sure of it!

It's definitely his handiwork.

He loves to see the hero crumble in his toying, and he enjoys the ridicule and suffering, looking at Logan now, which is exactly what he's always wanted to do to Batboy. ”

Mason was silent.

Rao had already guessed the truth when he had spoken to Logan with a golden apple at Hutterley Farm before.

But at this moment, seeing the seeping hell scene in front of him, looking at the desperate old wolf, he still felt a shock.

That's what his future enemies want to do to him and his companions.

"Your spirit affected by the perception of the beast has always been a big problem, Logan."

Old Emma in a wheelchair sighed and said:

"They chose a good time to complete this scene, and in the absence of the professor, it may only take a superficial mental guidance to get you to play such a killing.

But it's definitely not just the guidance of second-rate villains.

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

Under normal circumstances, you can't defeat the entire X-Men with a one-on-forty, and our compatriots didn't choose to run away in such a desperate situation, but fought you to the end here.

This is not normal!

Scott wouldn't make such a stupid choice, he would definitely pull out with someone and lock you off here after realizing that you were mind-controlled.

So, they must have been bewitched as well.

It's not all up to you. ”

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

Logan bowed his head and knelt beside Scott's corpse in a confessional stance.

There was not a single tear in his eyes, perhaps all the tears of remorse that had been drained in the night of despair seventeen years ago.

After all the secrets, it was as if he had completed the last ritual of his life, and his soul seemed to have detached from his body and joined his brothers and sisters here.

All that remains here is a mortal shell.

He said in a dumb voice:

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

They can survive and go to more places.

Perhaps the nuclear war that will destroy the world will be terminated at the last moment, and the world will not fall to the bleak point it is now.

It was I who messed up everything.

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

Now I was finally able to face it all and die peacefully after repentance.

Come on.

Kill me.

To give me a relief that I should have died seventeen years ago but still alive today, I don't want to live anymore, it's too painful. I've killed Wolverine in my heart, and Logan Houtley should be buried here today. ”

Emma and Hallie stopped talking, and they looked at Mason, apparently waiting for Mason's decision.

The captain didn't say much.

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

"Bullets can't kill me."

"But it can make you feel the pain when you are numb, and we can also test whether Wolverine is dead or not."

Mason whispered, then pulled the trigger.

The bullet, which had been accelerated to extreme kinetic energy, slammed into the back of the wolf's head with a roar, causing his body to shake with blood, and then a twisted bullet was squeezed out by the muscles and fell to the ground.

It won't kill him.

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

The impact sent him to the face, just level with Cyclops' eyes.

"Click"

Beside him, in the glimmer of light projected from the shattered ground at the top, Mason reloaded the magazine, and in the smoke of gunpowder flying from the muzzle, he said:

"Sober?

If I'm not sober enough, I can continue until you understand the situation.

Logan Houtley!

I don't comment on what happened seventeen years ago, but it's disappointing that you don't look for the real murderer and choose to go incognito like a waste when you know that you have been plotted to make a big mistake.

Perhaps as you said, Wolverine was killed by your own hands that night, becoming the 41st X-Men to die at your hands.

But I'm going to ask you."

He leaned down, grabbed the old wolf by the collar, lifted him from the ground, and rebuked him:

"Wolverine is long dead, but Logan is still there! How? Is old Logan Houtley a softie who can't fight? Just let the bastards who played you go unpunished?

These people's blood is shed in vain, right?

You're just one node in a dark plan that must drive you crazy to stop the X-Men's rescue and make the heroes of the whole world hate under siege by villains.

But that's not what they're for!

Only in a world that has been consumed by despair can outsiders play the role of saviors, and you are only a stepping stone for them to shine in the light.

That's the organization I'm in.

I'm all too familiar with it.

Your enemies are there!

I don't blame you for not being able to catch their tracks before, they sealed off the world and left you with nowhere to seek revenge, but now, they have reappeared.

You want to die, you can! ”

Mason let go of his fingers and let Logan slide to the ground, and he shouted to the old wolf at his feet:

"Look at these bones, you'll have to take revenge and die! I have a plan, Logan, and I'm missing someone who isn't 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 your old friends in hell without a cup of the blood of your enemies before you go to see them? ”

(End of chapter)