The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 199 this is me

Ding-dong.

The spent cartridge case fell to the ground, and the leading soldier suddenly reached out and stopped the attack from the men behind him.

He looked ahead at the thick smoke and fog caused by the bombing, and was momentarily puzzled.

The guy who calls himself Wolverine is different from the one I remember.

At this moment, the Wolverine they were facing was completely like an unfamiliar alien who had just arrived on Earth.

The guy was staggering. A bullet had hit him in the forehead, and he fell backward to the ground, showing no sign of getting up again.

Moreover, as far as they know, Wolverine's spirit has been destroyed by the Führer.

Like other living heroes, he only dared to conceal his identity and eke out a living.

Now this one...

Is it a fake?

Or is it him personally?

To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, they intensified their offensive and continued to suppress their opponent.

Thus, the following scene appeared.

"Did we take care of him?" a soldier asked.

The leader shook his head, then pulled out a Molotov cocktail from his waist, pressed the button, and threw it directly into the cloud of smoke.

In the instant the flames erupted.

With a sharp crack!

A crow burst out of the smoke and flew into the air, its wings flapping wildly!

The strange gray raven spoke in human language, saying, "You can hit him, but what's the meaning of hitting me?!"

"Fire!"

The soldier immediately gave the order without the slightest hesitation!

Crows are a symbol of bad luck, and this one can even talk! Pull the trigger and kill it!

shhhhhh!

Amidst the hail of bullets, a bullet struck a crow that was dodging left and right; the crow let out a scream and fell to the ground.

The scene was truly astonishing, and the soldiers, while remaining vigilant, couldn't help but repeat what they had just said.

"Did we solve it?"

The response was a sound so distorted it was like steel being squeezed together.

"No, you haven't even dealt with me."

The smoke and dust cleared.

A burning metal skeleton came into view.

The flesh grew so quickly that it was fully grown in just a few breaths, completely covering the burning flames.

Just watching this scene made several soldiers tremble with fear.

Even if he has self-healing abilities, he shouldn't be getting beaten up like this!

How painful must that be?!

Wolverine twisted his neck, making a crisp sound.

The promises of his fallen comrades and the actions of the two young men tonight have rekindled his will to die, which has been dormant for over a decade, causing his self-healing factor to operate at an even faster pace than before.

As he brandished his claws.

A woman's moan inexplicably reached my ears.

"I am not a stranger to the dark."

"?"

What the hell is that noise?!

Wolverine turned his head and saw that Oz had somehow gotten hold of a speaker and was now shaking his head and waving his body.

Noticing Wolverine's gaze, Oz blinked: "The Greatest Showman's theme song, I think it would suit you quite well."

The song is still playing.

"Hide away, they say~"

"Because we don't want your broken parts."

I've learned to be ashamed of all my scars.

The song starts off in a low, somber tone, but as the female vocals gradually rise, the melody becomes increasingly intense.

On this night of torrential rain.

The singing grew louder and louder.

As Wolverine listened to the rousing song, raindrops streamed down his steel claws and onto the ground.

The lyrics are quite simple.

It's like a group of frustrated people who have come together by chance to vent their dissatisfaction to the outside world.

Tell the world that no matter how badly you portray me, I don't care.

So what if you say something sarcastic or mean? So what if you receive a barrage of harmful attacks?

None of that matters.

Because I am who I am.

Fate always unfolds unexpectedly and is hard to predict.

Looking back to the beginning, I made up my mind to never show my claws again and to live the rest of my life as an ordinary person.

Even if the world becomes a mess, he believes it has nothing to do with him.

But then two young people inexplicably appeared in his life.

Two young people from another universe, so full of energy and hope, vowed to correct the mistakes they saw.

At the time, I scoffed at them and found their behavior laughable.

How could the two of them alone possibly change things so easily?

And then, a miracle happened.

The crow, who had been unconscious, woke up.

His bizarre abilities, beyond comprehension, gradually corrected his resigned mindset.

He met his former teammates.

I saw my dead teammates.

They also saw Spider-Man wielding Thor's hammer, and Red Hood, who had become the new Ghost Rider.

He also brandished his claws again, breaking his original vow and choosing to become Wolverine once more.

Is this fate's arrangement?

Logan believes he has an inseparable connection with this crow.

At this moment, the song playing in my ears reached its climax.

"I will never let them say anything bad about me."

"I know I will have a place in this world."

"Because we are so dazzling."

Is it dazzling?

Right.

Superheroes of the past were like that, dazzling and becoming figures that people aspired to be.

The villains have ruled the world long enough.

I've been wandering and isolated for long enough.

With the end of the new round of bullet offensive.

The sight of Wolverine standing motionless caused several soldiers to instinctively pull the trigger again, only to find that they had already run out of bullets.

I was just about to load the ammunition.

A loud shout came from the other party.

"iii guest guest guest guest guest guest guest guest guest, Wolverine charged forward in an instant, his six sharp claws carrying a fierce aura."

The attack was very simple, even lacking any highlights.

The steel claws swung straight at the soldier.

The soldier raised his gun to block in front of him, but the gun was sliced in two like a cake, leaving his body covered in deep cuts.

Before he died, the soldiers saw the gray raven land on Wolverine's shoulder.

"Sorry, having a self-healing ability means you can do whatever you want~"

As the music ended, Wolverine easily killed the last Hydra soldier.

He flicked the blood off his steel claws and with a whoosh, retracted them into his fist.

At that moment, Wolverine looked strangely handsome to the mutant siblings.

Unfortunately, the next second, the crow perched on the other's shoulder didn't hesitate to contradict him.

"I'm telling you, Logan, you're really messing around. You're making a big fuss over a creep like you're fighting a boss, and you're making me want to scream!!!"

Wolverine didn't bother with him at all.

This guy's sassiness is no different from Wade's.

To deal with this kind of person, just ignore them.

Wolverine walked up to the mutant brother and sister and carefully examined their condition, finding that they had only suffered some superficial injuries.

"Why are you here?" Wolverine asked.

"What are you talking about? The Abomination has arrived in Hammerfall. If I'm not here, am I supposed to just wait to die in the town?" Jamion replied.

Logan was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly felt an itching sensation on his face.

Turning his head, he saw Oz stroking his face with a feather.

Upon seeing its own gaze, the crow made a throat-slitting gesture.

Logan suppressed the urge to punch this bastard to death and continued, "How is your sister now?"

Jamie glanced at her younger sister in her arms, shook her head, and said, "It's the same as before..."

"So now you have to deal with those soldiers and also deal with those who hate them, so it seems like the plan to save us will be indefinitely postponed, right?"

"Saving you and solving your problems are not mutually exclusive."

Logan waved, signaling to follow him.

Jamie hesitated for a moment, but ultimately followed.

As he approached Logan, he was surprised to find that the rain that was falling had inexplicably disappeared!

Looking up, he noticed the gray crow winking at him.

Then he glanced at Logan.

The other party, however, was completely soaked.

this....

"Say 'Uncle Ao' and Uncle Ao will help you solve your sister's problem."

"ha?"

"Shout or not? You'll miss this chance! As the saying goes, it's like walking on thin ice. Lord Crow is in a great mood right now, so it's not impossible for him to take pity on you and help you."

Jamie looked around in confusion. What was that crow babbling about?

But then I thought about it again, and given the current situation, I didn't know when the heroes who promised to help them would actually do so.

"Uncle Ao..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the gray crow shuddered, raised its head high, and let out a long sigh: "That feels good."

"?"

Jamie quickly glanced at her unconscious sister in her arms. Seeing that she was unresponsive, she angrily raised her head, wanting to curse.

But he swallowed the words back down his throat.

He has placed his hopes on others several times in a row.

This is not how he should behave at all.

If we can't help them, then we can't help them. Maybe this is their fate.

"Do you know the location where you were subjected to their experiments?" Logan suddenly asked.

"All I know is Neo-Babylon."

New Babylon was the former New York, the territory of the First President, Red Skull.

It's at least two or three thousand miles away from Hammerfall.

It will take quite a bit of time to think about that.

"Regarding Mr. Sinister... I mean, that guy you met who looks like a vampire, how much do you know about him?"

Jamie looked up at Logan, wondering why the other would ask this question at this moment.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Logan said, "He also...tortured me."

Upon hearing this, Jamion gave a self-deprecating laugh, "Perhaps this is the fate of us mutants, torturing the same person all the time."

"So how much do you know about him?"

"Basically none." Jamien said truthfully, "Really, I'm not lying to you, I only know that there is such a person as him."

"You want to ask me what he did? To be honest, I don't know."

"The only thing I know is that he has been experimenting on mutants."

At this point, Jamie looked at Logan and asked curiously, "How do you plan to get revenge on him?"

Logan didn't respond, but instead raised his arm to block the kid, gesturing for him to step back.

"What's wrong?" Jamie asked curiously, peeking out and looking ahead.

Large numbers of troops are gathering and heading towards Hammerfall in the distance.

"You stay here for now."

After saying that, Logan strode over, seemingly preparing to put on an attack that could take on a thousand men single-handedly.

After hearing what this guy said, Jamie really wanted to curse.

So, I could have left, but you inexplicably brought me back, and now you're making me stay here?!

You superheroes...

Suddenly, he noticed a soft groan coming from beside him.

"Where are we, brother...?"

Jamien could hardly believe it; he turned to look at the sleepy-eyed girl.

"Who's that thing running ahead? Wait, is that a crow?!"

He subconsciously looked in the direction his sister was pointing.

The gray raven perched on Logan's shoulder flapped its wings at the two of them, as if waving goodbye.

"Why aren't you saying anything? You still haven't told me where we are or what's going on!"

He replied with a laugh, "We're on the outskirts of Hammerfall. The guy running ahead is your favorite X-Men, Wolverine."

Looking up from above the night sky, the ever-growing army of soldiers resembled a pack of wolves in the wilderness, rushing toward their prey.

A small group of figures followed closely behind them.

At one point, the wolves noticed that someone was trying to attack them, and immediately stopped to prepare for battle.

But the guy following them, upon seeing them, acted like a wild beast, charging around recklessly without fear of getting hurt.

Severed limbs and fresh blood gushed out in the rainy night.

These military personnel were formerly known as Hydra, but are now called S.H.I.E.L.D.

But at this moment.

They began to resemble a frightened flock of sheep, rushing towards the main force further ahead.

The location of the Lord of Hatred, as long as I can get there...

They don't need to worry about Wolverine, who might reappear in their sight at any time and is impossible to kill!

As they got closer and closer to Hammerfall.

What they saw was another strange army.

This army was small in number, but judging from their equipment, which was engulfed in flames, it seemed to be something that only superheroes of the past would use.

Is that correct?

What about the detestable adults?

Where is Master Crossbones?

What about those adults in the sinister group of six?

Where are you all?

Where did they all go?!

Logan, like a wolf among sheep, was at the rear of the group, constantly waving his steel claws and dancing with blood.

He has gradually regained his former feeling.

Each swing of the steel claws was like slicing melons and vegetables, easily killing a group of soldiers.

He paid no heed to the bloodstains all over his body, nor to the music that had started playing again in his ears.

He felt he should have done it a long time ago.

Nathaniel.