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Chapter 185 A Song of Thunder and Fire (Part Two)

Over the course of two hundred years.

Logan has dealt with many people.

Some people only remain in our memories for a fleeting moment before quickly disappearing from our recollections.

For some, their memories remain, and in countless days and nights, they recall everything about her.

Logan remembered one time when he was lying on the sofa in his uniform, holding a picture frame in his hands, his fingertips lightly tracing the glass of the frame.

The photo frame contains a picture of a couple.

The woman had fiery, vibrant red hair and an unparalleled allure.

The man was a pile of dog poop...

This is what Oz discovered while secretly peering into Logan's mind.

Of course, Logan's initial reaction to the man was, as he remembered it, that he felt uncomfortable with him.

Logan wouldn't have that thought anymore.

the reason is simple.

The man was stabbed to death by him with one claw.

Moreover, Oz discovered something strange.

Jean Grey, who had red hair, was also stabbed to death by Wolverine.

This story sounds like a cynical single person venting their frustrations about a couple in love.

But in reality, it was a series of tragedies.

Logan stabbed Jean Grey to death for reasons somewhat similar to those in X-Men: The Last Stand.

Jean realizes that the Phoenix personality within her body wants to take over and destroy the world.

Struggling, Jean maintained her last shred of sanity, pleading with Logan to kill her, so that she could disappear from the world with this power.

Logan was naturally unwilling.

But in one out-of-control moment, the Phoenix personality that took over her brain mistakenly killed Professor X, who wanted to help Jean.

Logan had no choice but to draw his claws and kill the woman he had once loved so deeply.

Why is the fate of mutants so tragic?

Oz thought to himself, no wonder his break was so sluggish and decadent.

If someone else had done this, they'd be lucky to have survived!

"Long time no see, Logan."

A slender, red-haired woman walked towards them from a distance, her long, fair fingers brushing against the tips of the half-meter-long blades of grass.

"A zither?!"

Logan's lips trembled, incredulous at the reality before him.

He turned to look at the crow on his shoulder and shouted, "What have you done?!"

Upon hearing this, the crow on the shoulder tilted its head slightly, a question mark appearing on its head.

"It wasn't me who killed her, it was you, buddy..."

'

After saying that, Oz pulled a shiny ring out from behind his back.

"Or do you want to see her wear this?"

Fuck you!

Logan threw a punch, but Raven dodged it.

Oz flew through the air, cawing, "Ten minutes, only ten minutes. Be careful to allocate your time wisely, my Hugh."

After saying that, the crow disappeared with a bang.

Logan and Jean were left alone here.

"6

""

Logan looked away and at the woman who had come before him, still finding it hard to believe.

"It's more appealing now than before."

The harpist rested his hands on his brow, his gaze fixed on a vast blue sky, as if he could see the direction Oz had gone.

"You recognize it!?" Logan exclaimed in shock.

"Everyone here knows it," Qin said with a smile.

Then, her gaze suddenly became complicated, and she said softly, "You shouldn't be here, Logan, at least not now."

"6

'

Logan couldn't resist reaching out to touch Qin's cheek, but halfway there, his hand was grabbed by another hand.

"Hey buddy, watch your image, will you?"

Logan turned around and saw his former teammate, Cyclops.

"You're here too!?"

"I was killed by you, so where else could I be?" Cyclops retorted.

The Cyclops we see now is different from the image Logan remembers.

The other party no longer needs to wear special eyepieces to prevent the leakage of energy from other dimensions connected to their eyes.

His pupils were normal, and he looked much younger than before.

Upon hearing Cyclops's words, Logan's face paled, and he muttered to himself, "This is fake, isn't it? You don't even exist... Yes! It must be an illusion!"

He took a few steps back, seemingly preparing to run away again.

Then a hand grabbed him.

"Logan, it's us, we're right here, but we're dead," Jean said.

"There won't be any more illusions, old friend," Cyclops said softly.

'

Logan's tall body trembled uncontrollably as he tried to control his body and calm himself down.

But at this moment, he could not suppress the grief and indignation in his heart, and tears of regret welled up from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Scott, Jyn..."

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I'm so sorry...

'

"I've let you down..."

'

"I..."

I'm sorry everyone...

'

The former Wolverine, now Logan, knelt on the ground, his weathered face etched with pain.

One thing after another drove him to a mental breakdown, seemingly without end.

Even if his body is made of iron, there will be a moment when he breaks down.

The fallen teammates live on in another form before my eyes.

Logan instinctively chose to run away again.

Unlike his previous attempts to escape, no one tried to stop him.

This time, his teammates pulled him back.

Logan looked up, met their gazes, and spoke the words he had kept hidden deep in his heart.

"I should be here with you, not living alone..."

"It's trying to cheer me up this way, but it's not that simple..."

"I will never forgive myself. This is no longer a question of whether I will ever see you again."

""

His spirit was broken, and he died along with other superheroes on that night of heroic demise.

His will was no longer firm, and the self-healing factors in his body turned into ordinary cells.

Wolverine chose to exile himself, leaving the pack and becoming a lone wolf.

After that, the lone wolf wandered further and further away, becoming more and more tired, and no longer had the energy to go any further.

Then the wolf became Logan.

The fearless warriors of the past are gone forever.

"Perhaps you could sit down and talk to us about your experiences during this time."

Jean Grey and Cyclops Scott sat on either side of Logan, keeping the incredibly heartbroken man company.

"But didn't that dead crow say it only had ten minutes?" Logan asked, puzzled.

Although he longed to talk to them a little longer, to tell Jean how much he missed him, and to tell Cyclops Scott that he had wronged him.

But it only lasted ten minutes.

It's really rare.

So little that it hardly changes any facts.

Can he resolve all the pain he has endured over the past ten years in just ten minutes?

It wasn't that he was deliberately being dissenting or disagreeing with Oz's approach.

On the contrary, he was grateful for Oz's actions.

This is just a bit...

That's too simplistic.

That's simply impossible.

He still couldn't bring himself to show his claws again.

"It's okay, Logan, just say what you want. Besides, who said we only have ten minutes left?" Cyclops laughed.

"Oz..." Logan was even more confused.

"Do you think we need to have a concept of time here? How long is ten minutes exactly? Who will calculate it? You?"

Or is it us?

"!?!"

Logan froze, speechless.

Logan yelled and ran out of sight, clutching his head.

Peter and Jason looked at each other in silence, feeling a strange sense of sympathy for each other.

This sympathy is not the kind that outsiders would laugh at.

.

It's more like... sympathy for fellow contractors.

If they could, they would like to stop Logan and put their hands on his shoulders.

Don't say it again, we guys understand you!

Because they had been tricked by this dead bird before.

That's the downside of being a lowly crow.

Every now and then it will throw a huge tantrum at you, making you furious and about to explode, when suddenly it brings you a new surprise.

The surprise will replace the shock, bringing your racing heart rate down.

Then, when you start to think that this crow is actually not bad...

It's given you another big surprise.

Are you angry?

It will make up for you in some way.

And then they'll do it again next time.

All I can say is that Oz, that dead bird, is extremely skilled at training people.

Do you think we should take all of these things back with us?

Peter picked up a pair of blood-stained spider silk launchers from the ground and tried pressing the launchers, but no spider silk was fired.

Looking at the mottled bloodstains on it, Peter felt a pang of sorrow for this Spider-Man he had never met.

Peter didn't know what would happen to Hawkeye if they took these items back.

But the only thing that is certain is that...

These items, which once represented the heroes themselves, can have a profound impact on their minds.

"It's a choice, Parker: put Oz's ass back in or give it back to them."

Jason picked up a round star-studded shield and tapped it with his fingers, but felt no vibration whatsoever.

Is this really a metallic material?

Why does it feel so light in my hand?

Moreover, there was no sense of impact from the tapping of fingers on the shield.

Does it absorb kinetic energy?

Jason's little hands were itching to get a grip.

Peter had no idea what Jason was thinking. Even if he did, he would just stare at him speechlessly, saying nothing, just watching. If Jason ever really had any intention of picking a pickpocket, Peter would definitely stop him!

Upon hearing Jason's words, he blurted out without hesitation, "Then let's give it back to them. It must be very important to them."

Jason raised an eyebrow and noticed the mutant boy timidly emerge from the tent.

The mutant kid's face was filled with caution, as if he was afraid that Jason and Peter, the hope that could save his sister, would slip through his fingers.

He didn't know who made the sound, but judging from the content, it seemed that the two people who came to ask him questions wanted him to leave.

Jamie glanced at the items on the ground.

These so-called spoils represent former superheroes, now stripped of their former glory and stained with blood.

"Are you leaving? My sister..."

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Before he could finish speaking, Peter squatted down and interrupted him.

Peter said softly, "I assure you, I will definitely help your sister resolve her symptoms."

How do I know if you're just kidding me...?

Peter raised his hand. "I swear in the name of Spider-Man, I will help you."

Jamien remained silent for a moment, then nodded, as if to acknowledge his oath.

He then turned his gaze back to the spoils on the ground and said, "These things... you should know they're all gone, right?"

"What's the point of keeping it?"

It's not that he wanted to steal a few, it's just that people's attitudes towards superheroes have changed a lot.

This was his idea after living in Hammerfall for a while.

Compared to cities in other territories.

Hammerfall still holds onto hope for those who lived yesterday.

But keeping these things won't change anything.

Instead, it might evoke painful memories and increase one's sorrow.

"Someone will need it eventually, maybe you, maybe someone else."

Jason tossed him a coin.

Jamie caught it with both hands, opened it up, and found it was a small coin with the letter X.

"6

""

He looked up, his gaze complex as he looked at the unfamiliar young man.

Jamie couldn't tell whether the other party's action was unintentional or deliberate.

Before her sister fell ill, Mia loved everything about the X-Men.

Since Hammerfall is the place with the strongest "superhero" atmosphere in America, he naturally bought some related souvenirs for Mia.

However, after Mia fell ill, he put these things away instead of throwing them away.

Sometimes he would draw sarcastic remarks, saying that the sale of these souvenirs undoubtedly reflected the town's people's deep-seated belief that one day superheroes would return in uniform.

But as the days went by, the hero still did not return.

"I believe you... will come."

After making his pointed remark, Jamie turned and went inside the tent to continue caring for her sister.

""

The contracted duo remained silent for a moment, then began to clean up the mess left by Lord Gongya, and immediately set out to establish their own residence.

On the way.

The two remained unusually silent the entire way, barely exchanging a word, each lost in their own thoughts.

Peter actually had a guess about Jason.

That is, he is different from himself.

Despite being the same age as him, getting along with her wasn't as mentally exhausting as it was with Logan.

But Peter knew that Jason's original world was different from his own.

In the days to come, there will definitely be battles with this villain, Shi Pi.

He didn't know how to talk to the other person about his firm bottom line.

Because of Oz.

Peter still felt a strong connection to Jason, and he feared that he might subconsciously try to influence Jason's behavior in the future.

He wasn't in a position to offer advice, but he also didn't want to lead the other person astray down that path.

So, the two words came out of their mouths at the same time.

"Can we talk?"

"Can we talk?"

The two were stunned.

What followed was not an awkward situation where everyone spoke in unison.

Jason spoke first: "I know you have a firm and unwavering principle in your heart. Although I don't know what will happen in the future, I still hope you can maintain it."

His meaning was very clear.

In this terrible universe, maintaining the original world is an extremely difficult task.

Jason could almost foresee how tough things would be for guys like Peter in the days to come.

What he hoped for was that the other party could maintain her original intentions and not be influenced by them.

As for the filth on the road, he will take care of it.

No wonder Oz likes this guy so much...

"5

""

Peter was surprised by what the other party said; he was somewhat taken aback by this move.

"I promise you, I will keep it up."

Peter hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Although I didn't know you had experienced Donburi, I believe that in the future, we will have plenty of time to tell our stories."

"But before that, I don't want to dredge up images of you getting lost on this path, so if necessary, I might..."

""

"Stop you? Sorry, I used the wrong word, but I can't think of any other suitable Braille."

"You are Oz's second contract partner. He must care about you a lot, which is why he chose you."

"Influenced by him, I don't want my friends to get lost on this path."

Jason chuckled, thinking that this little guy's worries about him were completely unfounded.

"Believe me, I will not lose my way on this path. What I have been through is not enough to make me lose my way," he said.

"It sounds like what I'm about to say," Peter said.

As Lord Raven's two contractors, the two reached a tacit understanding at this moment.

Perhaps Logan will also secretly infiltrate in the future?

Thinking of Logan.

Peter and Jason had no idea how the old boy was doing now.

I hope Oz doesn't torture him too badly...

The two thought to themselves.

"Don't you think we're the perfect team right now?" Peter suddenly asked.

"Your friend Harry would be very sad if he knew what you said," Jason said.

"How do you know he's my friend?" Peter asked.

Jason fell silent.

Peter's little brain immediately caught on!

"Did Oz infect you with this voyeuristic habit...? No, Oz never had the habit of spying on others!"

"Guess what it is."

"You even know the color of my underwear's inseam, don't you?"

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