Alcatraz Island.

The fog spreads everywhere.

People's vision has begun to blur.

Wolverine stared at the figure standing high above the broken bridge.

He gasped and turned his head to look at the Steelman beside him.

The tall and stiff figure of the Steelman was immediately ready to go.

The two of them glanced at each other, and looked at the black figure in the cloak.

Wolverine's eyes were unequivocal.

The next move will be very high.

As expected.

Could be a key turning point in the whole battle tonight!

"Let's make a good shot!"

He let out a long breath and put his hand on the Iron Man's arm.

The Steelers immediately put their hands on Wolverine's shoulders.

Wolverine, who weighed hundreds of kilograms, was easily lifted high in the hands of the Steelers like a small football ball at the moment.

The Steelman held up the Wolverine and quickly turned around.

When the torque was about to reach its limit, he threw him towards the position of the figure at the bridge.

"Ahh

Wolverine experienced what it was like to fly hundreds of meters in the air.

He screamed and rushed towards Magneto.

Blazing speed, combined with the weight of Wolverine itself.

If Magneto is hit, it will cause a lot of damage!

But Magneto heard the sound and raised his eyes.

There was a cold disdain on his face.

This metal guy really has brute strength.

A few days ago, in his mutant base, he had obviously suffered a lot.

This scheming mutant leader didn't understand, how could anyone rush over with such a shout, knowing that there was his nemesis predator in front of him?

He frowned, and only raised one hand slightly.

As soon as the thought moved, he easily controlled Wolverine, who was covered in Edelman metal.

Wolverine was bruised and slammed to the ground.

Wolverine originally flew with great kinetic energy.

At the same time as he fell to the ground in an instant, most of the force hit back to himself fiercely.

In an instant, a pain that was thousands of times heavier than usual swept through the body.

He gritted his teeth, his face flushed.

Magneto shook his palm.

Wolverine was dragged again and slid out of the gravel road for more than ten meters.

Finally, it stopped at the feet of Magneto.

Before he could catch his breath.

Magneto made an easy backhand.

He went from lying on his stomach to lying on his back again.

At this moment.

Wolverine, who has excellent strength and fierce temperament, is like a pancake lying on a hot pan in front of Magneto.

Let him flip and fiddle at will.

Looking at Wolverine with a pained face, Magneto showed a very disdainful and disgusted expression.

"You just can't learn to remember, do you?"

The cold words turned into puffs of white gas in the thick fog.

As if Wolverine's ultimatum was announced.

Wolverine's whole body was suppressed and lying on the ground.

He struggled to move his body, but he couldn't shake the tree.

Dressed roughly, he gritted his teeth and lifted his neck.

Sweat flowed down his forehead and into his eyes, stinging his eyes scarlet.

The whole person looks embarrassed, but a little tragic.

But he didn't seem to feel any of his pathos at all.

Just looking deeply at Magneto.

Even, it seems, it's like saying goodbye to someone, full of regrets....

He said one by one.

"In fact, I've learned to ......."

Magneto didn't understand Wolverine's expression for a moment.

I didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Just as he was in doubt, a blue shadow jumped out of the dense fog behind him.

Hank, dressed in uniform, descends from the sky.

This is the final step of the plan!

Before Magneto could turn around.

Hank raised a hand and stabbed it quickly into Magneto's chest.

Magneto's face was full of consternation.

His eyes widened as he looked at Hank, who was standing behind him.

He followed the direction of Hank's hand just now and looked at his chest.

Four small antidote injections were firmly rooted in his body.

At this point, the syringe tube is empty.

All of them entered his body without a drop!

No!

How is this possible!

Moment.

The world in my mind is booming, and the mountains are collapsing and the ground is cracking!

The antidote should be his weapon!

It was the weapon he used to completely eliminate the human balance and establish the world of mutants!

How can it devour itself in turn?

He's Magneto!

He has experienced the most brutal war, suffered the most inhumane abuse, and possessed the supreme power.

Between talking and laughing, he can easily change the position of the planet and can manipulate a 10,000-ton nuclear submarine.

He can even alter and create entirely new substances.

In a sense, he is God, a God who wields the power of creation and destruction!

But right now, he was drained of all his vitality by these small four antidote injections.

The original pair of shrewd and ruthless eyes instantly became old and gray.

The fog is blank.

Just like the despair in his heart.

Only the white mist that came out of his nose from time to time reminded him that he was still alive.

But for the omnipotent Magneto, what is the difference between death and death?

No.

This is a thousand times more painful than taking his life!

His legs trembled, and his body involuntarily slowly knelt down.

The sight met Wolverine, who was about to get up.

Although he already knew it in his heart.

But at the moment when he looked at Wolverine, he still couldn't help muttering.

"I'm ...... now"

He lost the courage to continue talking.

Magneto, who has always stood majestically in the air, moving sentient beings, and giving orders, is now just an old man with a dead face.

Wolverine was not mocking, nor was he resentful.

He just said lightly.

"You're one of them now."

A fluttering sentence became the last straw.

It was like a bolt of lightning that struck the weakened old body.

Magneto's eyes were full of horror.

The last bit of strength in his body was gone.

He fell straight to the ground.

The corners of his eyes were lit up with a sparkling light.

Something seems to have come to mind.

He struggled to roll over.

Raising his head with difficulty, he looked at the motionless blood-red figure not far away.

It's the piano.

From the moment she landed, she had been watching from the sidelines.

As if it was a battle that had nothing to do with her.

Magneto's dry, hoarse voice rang out.

"See, that's what they want to do to us."

After saying that, he lay down completely in despair.

I pulled out the needle that was still stuck in my body, used my last strength, and threw it aside.

Against the dark night sky, calm down the rapid gasp.

Resigned.

Jean looked at the scene in front of her, and her expression did not change drastically.

But the growing wheezing betrayed her.

Her heart was touched!

She's not the ignorant, cruel and cruel phoenix!

Wolverine looked at Jean Grey with relief, and said gently and firmly.

"It's over, Jean."

"It's over!"

......