American comics: From Hogwarts to God on Earth

Chapter 636: Attempting to lift the hem of fate's garment, fate slapped the offender in the face.

After drinking the strange pink potion, Logan felt a burning pain suddenly explode from his esophagus. Then, the pain continued to spread, causing a fiery pain wherever it went, as if countless red-hot needles were piercing his internal organs.

"Well----"

He groaned, his body curling up uncontrollably, his fingernails digging into the rubble beneath him. The pain intensified, coursing through his veins and limbs, causing every muscle and bone to scream in agony.

Just as Logan felt as if he were about to be ground into powder and turned to ashes, a familiar yet strange, scalding heat suddenly gushed out from the depths of his heart.

This power was like a volcano that had been dormant for a hundred years suddenly awakening, and violent energy instantly swept over the whole body.

Logan's back wound healed at a visible speed; the rolled-up flesh frantically gathered towards the center, grew, scabbed over, and fell off, revealing the new, pink skin underneath.

Enveloped in the self-healing factor, the bones that were broken or even directly erased by the ability to distort reality were also growing rapidly. Pain and itching surged into Logan's brain almost instantly, causing him to frantically scratch his entire body.

Logan's power is returning.

Not far away, Rune was confronting Proteus. Proteus stared at his opponent with a serious expression. Just now, he had tried to kill him directly with the power of reality distortion, but the result was not as expected.

His attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to stir up even the slightest wave. This energy, which was enough to grind a mortal's body into mincemeat, couldn't even shake the opponent's clothes.

"How laughable! If I didn't injure this old wolf, who did?" Proteus scoffed. "I just never imagined that the renowned Wolverine would be so easily manipulated by a nobody like me. He's nothing but—an old codger!"

Before he could finish speaking, a purple light suddenly pierced the darkness, like a poisoned blade, and stabbed straight at Rune.

Rune simply raised his slender fingers, and a large amount of black mist surged out as if it were alive. The rustling sound rang out again, and the dense dark energy almost solidified into a tangible form, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

Bang!

The purple light was instantly trapped by the mist-like magic, unable to move, and not even a wisp of energy could escape.

With a muffled thud, the purple light exploded and was then completely devoured by the magic. The terrifying dark magic, nourished by this, became even more rampant and began to spread everywhere.

Wherever the magic reaches, almost every living thing is directly devoured, turning into a handful of dust a few seconds later, as fine as if it had been burned.

Seeing that something was wrong, the White Queen quickly pulled Wolverine, who had not yet fully regained his superpowers, backward.

"Let me see, Rune, let me see!" she murmured to herself, "Let me see your true power, let me see just how strong you really are!"

The White Queen certainly didn't just hire Rune casually; she easily dealt with the old wolf the first time he came into her view.

Rune's appearance was too coincidental. The entire fighting world was currently conducting a massive conscription, and an unprecedented war was brewing. And she just happened to be going to retrieve the man she both loved and hated—

What a coincidence!

Therefore, the White Queen chose to turn to fate for answers to her doubts. She went to the Woman of Fate, a mutant born in the 19th century who possessed powerful precognitive abilities and could perceive countless potential future branches through her Mind's Eye.

The woman of destiny is blind, but her mind can analyze the "probability spectrum" with extremely high precision, and she can "see" and hear possible future scenes and sounds in her mind. In a very short time, she can scan thousands of possible futures and focus on the one most likely to become reality.

The Fate Woman's predictions of events a few seconds in advance were nearly perfect; her accuracy in predicting events ten seconds into the future was as high as 97%. But this powerful prophet covered her face and screamed in terror the moment she saw Rune.

Even with the help of the elixir, the woman of destiny remained unconscious for most of the day.

After examining her, Lingdan clearly stated that the Fate Woman's condition was due to extreme terror. The Fate Woman, meanwhile, clung tightly to the White Queen's hand in Andy's arms, repeatedly saying things like, "Don't anger him," and "He will be the decisive factor in whether the Battle Realm exists or not."

This is the real reason why the White Queen proposed hiring Rune.

"That's it?" Rune easily caught the sneak attack, his eyes sweeping over Proteus's semi-transparent figure. His tone was undisguisedly sarcastic, especially when he saw that the other's body was actually purple. His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Last time, Rune didn't get along well with the purple-clad guy; that mind-manipulating beast ended up dying at his hands.

Proteus was immediately enraged. He was a reality warper and a member of the Holy Five. No one could underestimate him like that. No one!

"Die!" Proteus's voice was muffled and hoarse, as if it came from a very far place, but his voice quality was like a broken radio, with a hissing sound in the background.

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple light around him suddenly surged, and the surrounding space began to fluctuate violently.

Strange objects suddenly began to appear around them: a broken section of church wall, a huge and sacred iron cross, a pristine white marble baptismal tub—

These objects then began to crash into Rune at extremely high speeds. Proteus's logic was simple: since energy attacks were ineffective, he would try physical attacks.

Moreover, Rune's moves look incredibly evil, like a demon, so at least we should try exorcism items!

Fortunately, Rune's scales and bony horns are now covered by human transformation magic, otherwise he might have been splashed with holy water from the very beginning.

However, to a mage, these tricks are nothing more than the antics of a clown.

Rune's lips curled into a cold smile. With a casual wave of his left hand, a vast amount of dark magic surged out like a tsunami, directly confronting the so-called exorcism tools.

The sturdy bricks decayed and crumbled at a visible rate, turning into dust, while the iron cross carbonized directly.

It collapsed, erasing even the traces of its existence.

But what's even more terrifying is that this dark magic flowed upstream along the trajectory of spatial fluctuations, directly entangling the purple light shimmering around Proteus.

Now, Rune doesn't even need to deliberately activate Devouring Magic; his magic will greedily devour all the life force, magic power, and other energies around him, and Reality Distortion naturally requires energy as well.

Or, to be more precise, Proteus's ability to distort reality stems from his mental abilities.