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 does not mean being invincible. In fact, in all of Wolverine's battles, there have been many times when he was unable to defeat his opponents, causing his immortality to become a terrible torture.
Harley's kinetic bullets obviously couldn't harm 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 this 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 dumb 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 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, 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 is used as a location for a ghost movie and does not need to be modified.
But it's definitely better 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. Under the cigarettes one after another, he told the story of that night in a mute voice:
"There were more than forty 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 kicked open by Logan, and the debris 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 request 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. ”
"Bang"
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 ruined land, I saw Doctor Octopus rushing into the base. Next to him was the bastard Ulysses Klaue, and there were Scorpions and Rhinos running rampant.
I realized something was wrong, so I fought with them and called Scott
He never responded. ”
Logan stood up and staggered deeper.
While walking, I said:
"More and more super villains are rushing into the base, Absorbent Man, Red Hulk, Green Goblin, Purple Man. One after another, they swarm 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!
However, 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 passed away in excruciating pain.
The old wolf could no longer hold back the remorse and pain in his heart. He tremblingly reached out and touched the body in front of him that had been tortured to death by his own hands. He said sadly:
"I killed them all, not a single one was spared.
Just like at the end 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 came to, 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 killer 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 sarcasm 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 sense of shock when he witnessed the oozing hell scene in front of him and looked at the despairing 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 one to forty. Our compatriots did not choose to escape under such desperate circumstances, but fought with you here to the end.
This is not normal!
Scott will not make such a stupid choice. After he realizes that you have been mind-controlled, he will definitely lead his people to withdraw and seal you here.
Therefore, they must also be bewitched.
It's not all your responsibility. ”
"What's the point of saying this now?"
Logan lowered his head and knelt beside Cyclops Scott's body in a penitent posture.
There was no more tears in his eyes. Perhaps all the tears of regret in that night of despair seventeen years ago had been drained.
After telling all the secrets, he seemed to have completed the last ritual in his life, and his soul seemed to have left his body and joined his brothers and sisters here.
All that is left here is a body waiting to die.
He said hoarsely:
"I did something wrong. I destroyed the X-Men. I made a big mistake. If I didn't go crazy that night, Scott could lead his compatriots to support Steve Rogers.
They can survive and go to support more places.
Perhaps the nuclear war that destroyed the world could be terminated at the last moment, and the world would not be in the bleak state it is now.
I messed everything up.
The world is dead because of me, Emma, and Mason, I am the sinner and I have been waiting for this day to come, hiding like a coward in the California desert.
Now I can finally face it all and die peacefully after repenting.
bring it on.
Just kill me.
Give me a relief as I should have died seventeen years ago but still survive to this day. I don’t want to live anymore, it’s too painful. I have killed Wolverine in my heart, and today Logan Houtley should be buried there too. ”
Emma and Harley stopped talking. They looked at Mason, obviously waiting for Mason's decision.
The captain didn't say much.
He took off Johnny's gun from his waist and loaded it, strode up behind Logan who was kneeling there, raised the pistol and aimed it at the back of his head. Logan closed his eyes and said dumbly:
"Bullets can't kill me."
"But it can make you feel pain when you are numb. In addition, we can test whether Wolverine is dead."
Mason whispered, then pulled the trigger.
The bullet that was accelerated to the extreme kinetic energy hit the back of the old wolf's head with a roar, blood splattered and his body shook, and then a twisted warhead was squeezed out by the muscles and fell to the ground.
This won't kill him.
But Mason didn't stop, and kept pulling the trigger with extreme stability, causing a magazine to be emptied in a few seconds, and causing Logan's back of the brain to bleed profusely.
The strong impact caused him to fall onto his face, just level with Cyclops's eyes.
"Ka"
Beside him, in the dim light from the broken ground above, Mason reloaded his magazine, and amid the smoke from his gun, he said:
"Are you awake?
If you are not sober enough I can continue until you understand the situation.
Logan Houtley!
I don't comment on what happened seventeen years ago, but when you already know that you were plotted and made a big mistake, it's really disappointing that you don't look for the real murderer and instead choose to remain anonymous like a loser.
Perhaps it is true as you said, that Wolverine was killed by your own hands that night, becoming the forty-first X-Men to die in your hands.
But I want to ask you.”
He leaned down, grabbed the old wolf by his collar, lifted him up from the ground, and scolded him:
"Wolverine is long dead, but Logan is still here! What? Is old Logan Houtley a weakling who can't fight? Just let the bastards who tricked you get away with it?
All these people's blood was shed in vain, right?
You are just a node in a dark plan. They must drive you crazy so that you can prevent the X-Men from rescuing and make the heroes of the whole world suffer under the siege of villains.
But that's not their purpose!
Only in a world that has been swallowed by despair can outsiders play the role of saviors openly, and you people are just stepping stones for them to shine in the light.
That's my organization.
I'm very familiar with this set.
Your enemy is out there!
You couldn't catch their traces before, and I don't blame you. They blocked the world so that you had nowhere to seek revenge, but now, they have reappeared.
If you want to die, you can! ”
Mason loosened his fingers and let Logan fall to the ground. He shouted to the old wolf at his feet:
"Look at these bones, you have to take revenge before you die! I have a plan, Logan, and I'm looking for someone who is not afraid of death to help me carry it out to the last step.
You want relief, right?
But if you don’t bring a cup of the blood of your enemies before going to see your old friends, how can you drink with them in hell? "(End of Chapter)