The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 209 Killing You Is Revenge

My name is Miles Warren.

Nickname: Jackal.

I'm panicking right now.

Because I saw with my own eyes a dead person reappear before me.

Unlike the person I remembered, the uniform was also very different.

This Spider-Man is younger than I imagined.

of course.

Most importantly, the other person was holding a small hammer that they were playing with.

Whether it's true or not, you don't need to tell me the truth of the story about Thor's hammer being lifted up in Hammerfall.

I have already seen it.

Moreover, things changed in ways I never imagined.

Nathaniel and Wolverine have disappeared.

They seemed to have vanished into thin air; one second they were there, and the next they both disappeared without a trace.

As for the reason...

I am a materialist.

but..

But what I mean is, if a magical raven that can speak human language appears in front of you, no matter how determined you are, you will be swayed by its methods.

So I guess the disappearance of Nathaniel and Wolverine is probably related to this raven.

Similarly, it doesn't matter whether it was the crow who did it.

The important thing right now is that I just want to get away...

"Huh? Where's Logan?"

Peter and Jason were puzzled when they saw Logan and the vampire-looking guy suddenly disappear from the spot.

"Hey, this is a real man's 1v1 battle, let's just leave them be, besides, you two have already helped him."

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The two nodded, tacitly agreeing with Oz's statement.

After all, given their personalities, even if Logan repeatedly warned them not to get involved!

But if things go wrong, they will still choose to take action.

There is no other reason.

It's their business whether they help you or not; whether they agree or not is another matter.

And you asked us for help one second, and the next second you said you could handle it all by yourself.

Makes no sense.

I'll help, I'll help, I'll help!

Furthermore...

The Night of Heroes' Demise that happened in this universe was actually a group of villains ganging up on and killing superheroes.

They're just joining forces to resist now, and there's nothing wrong with that.

Just like Logan said before he disappeared.

What? Don't you guys have teammates?

Why not? Is it because you don't want to?

As they were thinking, they suddenly turned their heads at the same time, their gazes like arrows, piercing the jackal who was sneaking away.

"So who are you?" Peter asked curiously.

This creature is covered in fur and looks just like a jackal. Apart from its upright walking posture, it doesn't look like a human at all!

"Him!"

Oz placed his feet on Peter and Jason's shoulders and did a classic Jean-Claude Van Damme split, looking incredibly dashing!

"He's a member of your fan club! His name is Jackal!" Oz explained to Peter, shaking his head.

He noticed that the person was trembling uncontrollably after he glanced at them.

Peter thought that the other person's horrible appearance was probably caused by someone else's tragedy, especially since he must be terrified in this blood-stained laboratory!

Peter then took two steps forward, extended his hand, and smiled kindly, saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you..."

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"Don't come any closer!!!" The jackal panicked instantly and shouted.

"?!" Peter froze on the spot.

As soon as the jackal finished shouting, he felt a burning gaze fall on him, as if it would burn him to ashes in the next second!

There's no way I can run away now.

It exploded?

Don't be ridiculous!

In short, the jackal was somewhat at a loss at this moment.

Deep down, he knew that this Spider-Man was not the Spider-Man he knew, and probably wouldn't make things too difficult for him.

But for some reason, he always felt like a knife was hanging over his head.

It felt as if it could fall on my head at any moment and take my life.

The jackal couldn't help but glance out of the corner of his eye at the figure with its head burning.

It must be because of this Ghost Rider, right?

The fires of hell that examine all the evils of the world...

However, just from this one glance...

His eyes stung, so much so that he couldn't open them, and tears streamed down his face.

As if out of control, images of human experiments I had conducted in the past began to flash through my mind.

The experimental subject in the scene seemed to have become himself, and the person performing the surgery on him became the Ghost Rider.

The jackal covered its head with one hand and shielded its body with the other, pleading, "Please, stop!!!"

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Upon hearing this, Peter looked around. He, Jason, and Oz hadn't done anything, had they?

What's wrong with the other person?

The raging flames instantly went out, revealing Jason's handsome face.

His gaze fell on the green figure, and his opinion of the guy dropped even further.

Although the demon who granted him this power said that he would be stripped of the Eye of Judgment.

He didn't know what the Eye of Judgment was.

But Jason had already discovered that the hellfire on his body had similar effects.

Those who do evil will feel their bodies burning and suffer greatly when they see his flames.

If one is a truly virtuous person...

Look at Parker next to him, this guy is just short of roasting with his flames.

Therefore, Jason didn't have a good impression of this ugly-looking monster.

The other party was tormented into this state merely by the flames that existed on his body.

That's enough to prove that this guy is a scoundrel who does all sorts of evil.

"Looks like your fans are up to no good, Parker," Jason said.

"It was Oz who said it!" Peter said, slightly annoyed.

Peter took in the jackal's reaction. Having spent a lot of time with the jackal recently, he naturally knew what the flames on Jason's body represented.

Peter grabbed Oz and demanded, "This guy isn't my fan!?"

Oz tilted his head and replied, "His favorite thing to do used to be cloning you, he even orchestrated the Spider Island incident, and you still say he wasn't a fan?"

Peter was speechless and could only grab Oz by the neck and shake him.

Although he couldn't understand what Oz was saying, he could guess that this guy called Jackal was no better!

The jackal felt a little aggrieved when it heard this.

He stopped cloning Spider-Man a long time ago.

After the Spider-Man he knew died, he did try to clone him.

All attempts ended in failure, and in the end, they had no choice but to abandon the idea and join the experiment to conquer mutant genes.

It wouldn't make sense to say he's a Spider-Man fan!

And they definitely look like Osborne and his crew, right?!

He noticed the sound of footsteps on the wet ground approaching his senses.

The jackal subconsciously raised its gaze slightly.

But his head was pressed down firmly by a hand, preventing him from lifting it.

"You'd better tell me honestly what the purpose of this laboratory is."

After he finished speaking, the jackal's head was lifted a little by the hand.

The jackal looked up.

The young man's pupils flickered with a faint firelight.

It doesn't resemble the eye of judgment.

Yet it is more powerful than the eye of judgment.

A subconscious thought was telling him this.

If I were to reject the other person...

You will die!

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The jackal swallowed hard, composed himself, then lowered his eyes, not daring to meet the other's gaze.

He lowered his head and said, "This laboratory was created to destroy the existence of mutants."

Jason was somewhat surprised to hear this.

Destroy the mutants?

Although he didn't know Magneto, this ruthless character, too well, if the other party found out about this behavior...

Jason narrowed his eyes, and a feasible method suddenly came to mind.

"Go on."

"...It was Red Skull who asked Nathaniel to do this. He has a lot of grievances against Magneto. He demanded that we develop a product that can suppress mutant genes and prevent the birth of mutants at the source," Jackal said.

Peter walked over at that moment, and upon hearing the jackal's words, couldn't help but ask, "This sounds like genocide... By the way, aren't you guys in cahoots? Why would you do something like this?"

Jackal looked up at the spider emblem on the other man's chest and at the Mjolnir he was gripping tightly in his hand.

He shook his head and said, "I'm not Red Skull. I don't know what he's thinking. Maybe he thinks his rule is threatened."

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Jason asked, "Where are you at with your experiment now?"

Jackal honestly replied, "It's currently in the experimental phase. If everything goes smoothly, the next step will be large-scale deployment."

This substance is added to food.

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At the end, he added, "I can destroy these things, as long as you let me go!"

Seeing that the two of them didn't react at all.

The jackal said anxiously, "Of course, I won't reveal your identities either!"

Jason pointed to his face: "Do I look like I care about my identity being revealed?"

I remember when they arrived in this universe, apart from Peter, very few people had actually seen his true face.

But after becoming Ghost Rider, he seemed somewhat... indifferent to it.

Because he discovered that the people in this universe didn't recognize him at all!

Unlike Peter, who, whenever someone sees Peter, will inevitably say, "My God, you're Spider-Man? But aren't you dead?"

And to see oneself.

Who are you?!

This was somewhat frustrating for Jason.

On the bright side, the enemy is in an unknown state; they know very little about them, while they can know them very well.

Why does nobody recognize me? (Slightly annoyed)

Jason then decisively used the legendary hand chop that Bruce had taught him, easily knocking the jackal unconscious.

「!?」

Seeing this, Peter asked in confusion, "Why did you knock them out? We still have so many questions to ask!"

"Then tell us, is there anything else we haven't asked?"

"Uh...for example, are there any mutants imprisoned here?"

"When Logan gets back, let him smell it."

"You're treating them like dogs!"

Logan's battle with Mr. Sinister continues.

Although the two of them were initially puzzled by the sudden changes in their surroundings.

But seeing the murderous glare in each other's eyes, this small doubt gradually disappeared as blood splattered everywhere.

"I should really thank that crow for leaving you and me alone together!"

With a mighty rip, Mr. Sinister tore through Logan's uniform along with his flesh, revealing his bare silver bones!

Logan, seemingly oblivious to the pain, retaliated by grabbing three steel claws engulfed in flames.

The steel claws ripped through Mr. Terrifying's chest cavity as easily as tearing paper.

"How many times do I have to tell you, you can't kill me!!!"

"Really? Then check if your wound is still healing."

Upon hearing Logan's words, Mr. Sinister looked down at his chest.

The writhing wound desperately tried to heal the marks left by the claws, but the faint flame, like a leech clinging to its bone, prevented the wound from healing itself!

「!?」

Mr. Terrified was clearly a little flustered.

He hadn't experienced any real harm in centuries.

While feeling angry, Mr. Frightened used his telekinesis to force Logan to kneel on the spot.

Under the immense pressure, Logan could hardly lift his head.

If it weren't for his own adamantium, Logan felt he would have turned into a bloody, mangled mess on the spot.

Unfortunately, he has this body made of metal.

Under the pressure of this psychic power, Logan struggled to his feet, his steel-boned body letting out a weak groan.

"Put some effort into it, Nathaniel. Haven't you eaten?"

Logan walked slowly and laboriously toward Mr. Evil, a sickly smile on his face.

"You should regret not choosing to kill me," he said.

Mr. Fright gritted his teeth, and a laser beam shot out from between his eyebrows, once again knocking Wolverine back dozens of meters.

This shockwave should have propelled the opponent a great distance.

But as it flew backward, it seemed to have hit something and came to a sudden stop!

A barrier?

Mr. Jing'e thought to himself, then looked down at the wound on his chest again.

The self-healing factor has extreme difficulty operating due to the presence of hellfire!

He couldn't help but wonder what would happen if Logan's lightning-charged claws struck him again.

So Mr. Terrified immediately chose to teleport away from there.

The moment his body disappeared, he reappeared in the same spot.

Damn barrier!

He can't leave this place!

What exactly is that crow?!

Not only can she not leave, but she is also forced to confront Logan!

Thinking of this, Mr. Frightened was no longer the elegant gentleman he had been before; his face was filled with anger.

"Don't forget, you killed them! Not me! The best decision you should make isn't to seek revenge on me, but to seek revenge on yourself!!!"

A thick, scarlet laser, accompanied by a roar, was fired, striking the golden figure that was slowly "walking" towards him once more.

Ganglang.

The powerful energy almost completely destroyed all the flesh and skin on Wolverine's body!

Scenes that seemed to appear only in horror movies were reflected in Mr. Terrifying's pupils.

A bare, silvery-white skeleton walked with difficulty, its body devoid of flesh.

Every step taken.

New muscle fibers then rapidly weave and extend across the skeleton, like a living snake, covering the bones.

Then it was destroyed again in the next second.

Each instance of damage only accelerates the recovery process.

Similarly, Mr. Terrifying's psychic power was still being released.

But the humanoid skeleton was completely unaffected and continued walking.

Logan's face reappeared only after his flesh and blood had completely regenerated.

The other person is getting closer and closer to me.

The pain in my chest also started to inexplicably get worse.

Three claws crackling with lightning swung down again!

"Killing you is revenge against them."

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