American comics: From Hogwarts to God on Earth

Chapter 619 The Hydra's Tentacles

"Ah—" Logan frowned deeply, his breathing was heavy and labored, a fine layer of cold sweat covered his forehead, his stubble clung to his sweaty skin, his face was as white as a sheet, and he let out a suppressed groan.

He tried to raise his hand to rub his temples, but his arm felt as heavy as lead. Moving it aggravated his old shoulder injury, so Logan couldn't help but gasp. He struggled to open his cloudy eyes a crack, adjusting to the dim light in the room.

But everything familiar in front of him immediately perked Logan up—this was his bedroom, his bedroom!

He hurriedly got up and went downstairs, only to find his daughters sitting contentedly on the floor, pressing their slightly protruding bellies, while Rune sat on the sofa with his arms crossed, his eyes half-closed, seemingly resting.

Logan took a deep breath and walked up to Rune. "Rune, come out here for a moment. I have something to talk to you about."

Rune raised an eyebrow and followed Logan outside.

Judd and Esley wanted to follow, but Logan waved them off. Perhaps because of his hangover, or perhaps for some other reason, Logan's face was terribly serious. Even the most mischievous Esley didn't dare to provoke him and could only watch them walk out of the house.

Logan led Rune a long way, until he could no longer see the house, before stopping. His expression became conflicted, and after a moment, Logan seemed to have made up his mind.

"Take them both with you, Rune." He stared intently at Rune, a hint of pleading in his eyes. "I know you're not from this territory. There's no hope here. They're both here—"

Logan shook his head and didn't continue, but his meaning was clear.

Despite the protection of the god Doom, some nuclear warheads still landed on this land. However, compared to the issue of nuclear radiation, the violence, oppression, and suffering were far more unbearable.

Logan was a man who had experienced America's golden age, so he understood even better that there was no way out for this land. That's why he swallowed his pride and begged Rune to take his daughter away.

"But why don't you take your daughter out?" Rune asked suspiciously. "Aren't you afraid I might do something bad to them?"

Logan was silent for a moment, then continued, "Even losing your virginity is more dignified than struggling in this mud. Rune, you probably don't know what happened here. This used to be my home, but now—"

He closed his eyes, recalling everything he had seen and heard over the years: after Hawkeye and his team's defeat, Red Skull chasing them relentlessly, and Logan passively witnessing the suffering of many ordinary people.

No, the people here don't see this as suffering; they even believe that the Red Skull gave them such favorable conditions. But Logan knows that this is just the effect of the power of discourse.

"I can take them out, but what about you?"

“I’m going to fix the mistakes of the past,” Logan said softly. “I think you are my divine revelation. You could have killed me, but instead you gave me a sumptuous meal, which made me realize that I’ve wasted so many years and I’m going to die anyway. Since I’m going to die anyway, why not do something for this land?”

"Before you came into my life, I never knew that what I needed wasn't alcohol or anything like that, but relief." He even smiled as he said this, "Perhaps I'll meet some old friends in hell"—

"But now is not a good time."

Upon hearing Rune's words, Logan frowned. "What do you mean?"

"The Battle Realm has been targeted by certain people." Rune casually stated the chilling fact, "I don't know when they will make their move, but the outcome is already decided."

Put yourself in Rune's shoes. If Rune himself were also a Forsaken, needing enough attention to survive, and a popular universe was rebooting at that moment, he would definitely be willing to get involved.

"Even so, we have Lord Doom," Logan sneered, "any enemy who dares to invade us will be defeated by him, and we—"

Rune interrupted Logan with a cold laugh, "Don't you think—you worship that so-called God-King Doom too much?"

"I—" Logan opened his mouth to retort, but he couldn't. A few seconds later, he muttered under his breath, "Damn it! That son of a bitch, I knew Doom couldn't be trusted!"

The silence of the wasteland was shattered by a burst of intense engine roar as four heavy off-road vehicles painted in dark camouflage sped in formation, their bodies bearing the gleaming Hydra logo, which loomed faintly in the morning light.

They are subordinates of Red Skull, the master of this territory. As for why they were able to find this place—

This is thanks to a few cowboys who had fled from a tavern earlier. After being intercepted by Crossbones' men, they told him everything about the attack on the tavern.

Crossbones immediately scanned the desert with the help of intelligence and finally located the wooden house deep in the wasteland.

In order to maintain Red Skull's rule, they had to strictly control every superhuman. Crossbones was already overwhelmed by this and thought it was a waste to devote his limited energy to those naive, foolish, yet self-important superhumans, but this time was an exception.

Crossbones toyed with a grenade while staring at the wooden house ahead with a sinister look in his eyes, a smug smirk playing on his lips: "I didn't expect—this old wolf would be hiding in such an inconspicuous place."

Compared to those easily defeated young people, Crossbones prefers these established heroes, most of whom still possess strong and unwavering beliefs. Therefore, Crossbones feels particularly excited when defeating these guys.

Those who used to easily defeat him are now defeated by him, pleading desperately for their own lives or the lives of others.

Just think about it!

In the passenger seat, Taskmaster, dressed in his signature silver-gray combat suit, had a metal mask covering his entire face. The optical lenses on the mask constantly flashed as he analyzed the structure, materials, and life signals inside the cabin in real time.

Thanks to frequent exchanges between the high command and other territories, Red Skull's subordinates still retain powerful technology, even more advanced than during their Golden Age.

Soon, the instrument imitating the master completed the scan.

"Two minors were detected inside the house. Since there were no signs of adult males, it is assumed that Logan left the house and only two teenagers remained inside."

A cold voice came from the Imitation Master's speaker, and Crossbones grinned after receiving the information.

"Ah, now we don't have to worry about that old wolf escaping—"