The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 210 Let's see if your will to survive is strong enough.

puff!

The moment the steel claws, encircled by arcs of lightning, pierced Mr. Terrifying's heart.

Time suddenly slowed down, until it seemed to freeze.

Logan sensed the change without expression, then his vision blurred as he noticed the surrounding scenery had returned to that unforgettable night in his memory.

The light from the monitor fell on me, and I could hear the sound of someone typing on a keyboard next to me, along with occasional soft sighs.

Logan turned his head and saw the girl beside him puff out her cheeks, let out a soft "puff," and meet his gaze as she spoke.

"This shouldn't be happening. How could they all send out distress signals at the same time?"

"Logan, do you have any clue?"

Logan didn't answer the girl's question, but instead looked down at his palm.

With the power of Thor and the fire of hell, Steel Claws gained unparalleled destructive power.

But that doesn't mean he wasn't affected by it.

He could still feel that tingling, itchy sensation and the burning heat.

Is this just another illusion of Nathaniel?

Without even thinking, Logan knew what kind of scheme the other party was up to.

It's nothing more than letting him experience that terrible night again.

"Logan?"

A delicate, fair hand waved in front of him, pulling Logan back to reality.

What Logan didn't expect was that this time it wasn't just a simple return of his senses, but rather he felt as if something had ripped his entire body out of him.

He is now watching another version of himself and Li Qianhuan from a third-person perspective.

"Are you alright? Why are you suddenly spacing out?"

Li Qianhuan tilted her head to look at Logan, her pretty face full of doubt.

Then, before she could even react to what was going on with Logan...

The opponent suddenly sprang into action, brandishing its claws and slashing at him with its blade!

"Logan!!!"

Logan stared at the Wolverine, instinctively closing his eyes, unable to look.

Good tactic, Nathaniel.

Do you want to reenact everything that actually happened that night for yourself?

Logan couldn't help but marvel at the ruthlessness of the other party's methods.

Because in his memory, he always remembered the images that his brain had been tricked into creating.

He was unaware of the true details of the process.

By the time they realized what had happened, the tragedy had already occurred.

"Logan, wake up! What's wrong with you?!"

The girl's sweet shout also made Logan, who had his eyes closed, open them.

in view.

Wolverine, like a mad beast, launched a fierce attack on Li Qianhuan.

Fortunately, Li Qianhuan was agile and had considerable combat experience, allowing her to dodge one slashing attack after another.

Seizing the fleeting opportunity, Li Qianhuan decisively aimed a small burst of energy at Wolverine's head.

The crackling explosions left Wolverine momentarily stunned.

"Logan?! What's wrong with you?"

Li Qianhuan hesitated at this moment, unsure whether she should approach the other person.

The energy attack she just unleashed was relatively mild; with Logan's healing abilities, he would recover in just a few seconds.

But in the next second.

Wolverine suddenly roared, "We have to get out of here, Li Huan, right now!"

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Upon hearing this angry shout, Logan, who was watching from the sidelines, could clearly sense Li Huan's bewilderment.

"What are you talking about? What do you mean we have to leave here? Logan, what's wrong with you!?"

"You bastards! I'm going to kill you all!!!"

"Damn it!"

Logan shifted his gaze from the increasingly intense fight scene to the tightly closed door.

The door lock turned slightly.

A young woman with silver-white hair and a pretty face poked her head in.

At first, she looked speechless, seemingly annoyed by the sounds of fighting, and her tone was fierce.

"I said, can you two...?"

After witnessing what was happening in the room, the little rascal changed the subject.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"Stop doing anything! Come help me, Logan suddenly became like this!"

Li Qianhuan unleashed a Wolverine-style explosion of sparks, then nimbly moved like a rabbit to Little Rascal's side.

She said to the little rascal, "I suspect Logan has been psychologically attacked. Do me a favor and subdue him!"

The little rascal nodded with a stern expression.

Her ability is to rapidly absorb and seize the memories and superpowers of other living, humanoid intelligent beings through skin contact.

At first, this ability was a nightmare for her, but fortunately, she has now gotten used to it and uses it perfectly.

Rogue simply punched Wolverine in the jaw.

boom!

A dull metallic sound rang out at just the right moment.

Then Wolverine flew half a meter into the air like a character who gets knocked out in a fighting game, before crashing to the ground.

"Will this work?" the little rascal asked.

"What time is it?!" Li Qianhuan glared at her.

The two of them carefully walked toward Wolverine, who was lying on the ground.

Suddenly.

Wolverine stood up, clutching his head, seemingly back to normal, but shouted at the top of his lungs, "Qianhuan!"

Upon hearing this, Little Rascal couldn't help but put one hand on his hip, his tone slightly annoyed: "It's me, Little Rascal!"

Logan, who had been watching this scene, closed his eyes again.

He already knew what was going to happen next.

The result was as he expected.

Little Rascal thought Wolverine had returned to normal and got very close. Although he remained vigilant, he relaxed a lot after seeing Wolverine cover his head.

She crouched down, patted Wolverine on the back, and whispered, "Old man, what were you doing just now?"

The sound of a sharp object piercing flesh rang out simultaneously with a loud shout.

"You little rascal!!!!"

The little rascal looked in disbelief at the steel claw piercing his heart, then looked up at the claw's owner.

Before she could say anything...

Another swift and decisive strike!

Three sharp claws pierced through her skull.

The unfortunate girl didn't even realize what was happening before she died.

At the same time.

Another tall man entered the room, wearing loose pajamas, looking like he was about to go to sleep.

"Listen, Qianhuan, you stole my darling, and now you're yelling at her..."

Upon seeing the scene in the room, the King of Cards was speechless and could only stare wide-eyed.

"Damn it!"

He strode toward his beloved, pulling out a card that instantly glowed purple and pierced Wolverine's body with a whoosh, blasting him away!

"No no no no no no no no no no..."

The King of Cards held Little Rascal's still-warm body, trembling all over, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Blood was still flowing from the hole left by the claws piercing the skull, and those beautiful eyes still held the incomprehension of the person who died.

This scene made Gambit tremble uncontrollably.

He could no longer feel the life in his beloved.

At the same time.

The sound of footsteps beside him ignited his anger, and he subconsciously ignored Li Qianhuan's calls.

But as soon as he turned his head...

The King of Cards then saw three sharp claws swinging down from above.

Following the clawed arm, one could see Li Qianhuan holding Wolverine, trying to stop the attack.

But it's a pity.

He was so immersed in the death of his beloved that he didn't react.

"No!!!"

Li Qianhuan was devastated and couldn't believe what had happened during that time.

Her former partners died one after another before her eyes, and the killer was none other than Wolverine, her closest friend.

This fact struck her like a hammer blow, leaving her dazed and confused.

She wasn't the only one feeling disoriented.

And then there's Logan, whose face is covered in tears.

He had just tried to stop it from happening.

But after his hand passed through the bodies of the people present, Logan realized that he couldn't change anything.

Because this is the real truth.

It's a fact that it actually happened!

Logan sighed, his legs feeling like lead, unable to move an inch.

"Keep talking, you bastard! Aren't you quite the talker?!"

"It's me, Logan. What's wrong with you...?"

Colossus, whose entire body is made of metal, knelt on the ground, his body covered with mangled wounds left by Adamantium's claws.

He held his mutilated arm, looking at the Wolverine in his demonic state with utter incomprehension.

"Come on! I'm Wolverine, I'm strong! I can kill you all. With me here, you'll never get near these kids!!!"

Wolverine, his suit tattered and billowing with black smoke, yanked his claws out of Storm's body and crossed his arms in front of his chest to block the sudden attack of the thick, scarlet laser.

His legs left a noticeable mark on the ground.

Wolverine's steel claws were like red-hot iron straight from the furnace, and a scorching heat emanated from them.

Laser Eyes withdrew his gaze from his dead teammates and gritted his teeth as he looked at the figure.

"You damn Logan, wake up!!!"

"Get out of here first, and don't look back!" Wolverine replied, seemingly out of nowhere.

"Logan, wake up!!!"

The X-Men held Wolverine down, trying to bring him back to his senses.

However, Wolverine responded to them with a declaration of never retreating.

"Come at me all at once! I'm Wolverine, tonight it's either me or you all who die!!!"

These images flowed over Logan's body like a tide.

Before he decides to show his claws again.

What lingers in my memory are terrible illusions and Qianhuan, whom I held tightly in my arms at the end.

He never thought about what exactly happened that night.

He would rather have that terrible memory live on in his mind than imagine what the truth should have been.

If the truth brings pain, then lies will only make things worse.

What actually happened turned out to be a lie, and the truth became an illusion.

Logan had to admit it.

The damage inflicted on him by Mr. Evil was enormous and far-reaching, and almost no means could fill the hole.

Even though the magical raven briefly sealed the other party's telepathy, allowing him to better fight Mr. Frightened,

But the fact is, it happened.

And it will come sooner or later.

Logan clutched his chest, as if there were a gaping hole in the spot where his heart beat, a hole that could never be filled.

My vision suddenly blurred.

He realized that his gesture of covering his chest had turned into covering Li Qianhuan's hand.

The other person lay in his arms, the life in their eyes gradually fading.

"Why did you do this? We should be family..." the girl in his arms said.

Logan remained silent.

Then in the next moment.

Mr. Terrifying appeared beside him.

As soon as he appeared, he couldn't wait to start mocking.

"Tsk tsk, tell me, why should I be blamed for all this? You're the one who caused this tragedy, Logan!"

Mr. Fear was quite pleased to see Logan remain silent.

He gently stroked Logan's head, his touch as tender as if he were petting a puppy.

"Similarly, they had the ability to stop you from going crazy, so why didn't they?"

Mr. Evil leaned down slightly and whispered in Logan's ear, "Or perhaps they've actually wanted to be free all along?"

"The fate of mutants is so difficult, and you call yourselves pioneers, leading the way, determined to change the miserable fate of mutants."

"The problem is, the harder you try, the worse things get."

"Perhaps this thought might pop into your mind."

"Isn't this a bit...too tiring!?"

Logan remained silent.

Mr. Jing'e got more and more excited as he talked.

"Hey Logan, is it possible that you helped them find liberation?"

"Who knows, if you meet them after you die, they might even thank you for what you did!"

Mr. Jing'e clicked his tongue. "Look at you, you're not saying anything again. Your wavering heart has destined you for a tragic life."

"I made you go through this ordeal only so that you could have peace in your life."

"So, in the end, you still want revenge on me?!"

Mr. Fear patted Logan's head like a ball, taking in the other's indifferent reaction, which made him very proud.

"Although I don't know what kind of crow it is, I'm certain that its actions are meaningless."

"Spider-Man wielding Thor's hammer, the new Ghost Rider—what do these things have to do with you?"

"You're right, aren't you?"

"Wolverine".

Logan remained silent, like a statue, motionless and unresponsive.

Until the girl in his arms gently stroked his face and whispered, "That's enough, Logan. You're tired enough. Don't continue fighting."

"You should rest and welcome the peace that you have finally achieved in your life."

Logan finally responded.

He placed his palm on Li Qianhuan's collarbone, as if sensing the other's fading life force.

"Maybe."

Logan nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with what the girl had just said.

Meanwhile, Mr. Sinister clapped his hands and laughed, "That's more like it! Wolverine is dead. He died on that night when heroes perished. He shouldn't be resurrected!"

"Um."

"What else is there to say, Logan..."

"But not now."

"What?!"

With a whoosh.

Logan clenched his fist at the girl's collarbone, and three sharp claws emerged from his knuckles, piercing through the head of the person in his arms.

「!?」

Mr. Fright, who was standing next to Logan, stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Perhaps that day will come at some point."

"But not now."

As soon as Logan finished speaking, Mr. Sinister beside him suddenly became transparent, as if he would disappear with a gust of wind.

The scene changed again.

They returned to the barrier set up by Oz at the beginning.

His adamantine claws were firmly blocked in front of him by Mr. Sinister, the flames on the claws gleaming like dancing sprites.

The claws were only inches away from Mr. Fright's throat.

If it weren't for the opponent's telekinetic power being cast quickly enough...

These three claws are about to pierce his throat!

Mr. Horrified couldn't believe it: "This is impossible! How dare you, having witnessed this firsthand, bare your claws at this poor girl again?!"

"Even now, you still haven't forgotten to provoke me with your words, Nathaniel?"

Logan stared blankly at Mr. Fright.

The slight trembling of his arm indicated his determination to kill the other person.

"From the moment you appeared, I knew you were pretending to be Qianhuan," Logan said.

"How is this possible!?" Mr. Shocked couldn't believe it.

"Look at the flame in your chest."

Logan nodded, gesturing for the other person to look down at their chest.

The dancing flames, like alluring tentacles, kept tugging, trying to merge with the flames on the steel claws above.

"And you're wrong about one thing."

"What?"

Mr. Frightened withdrew his gaze and continued to struggle against the steel claws in front of him.

Hellfire, how could it be so domineering?!

Logan said, "You're wrong to say that if I see them after I die, they'll thank me for what I did. They can't possibly say that."

Mr. Frightened was slightly annoyed: "You act as if you've actually seen them!"

"In fact, I have seen it."

The hellfire continued to spread in the wound, making Mr. Fright's pain increasingly acute.

Having not felt pain for hundreds of years, he experienced it again today.

Moreover, the increasingly domineering flames continued to scorch his body, making it more difficult for him to control his psychic powers.

Zizi!

Logan swung his other hand, and the claws crackling with electricity were blocked by Mr. Sinister before they could pierce his body.

Mr. Terrified gritted his teeth, feeling that death was so absurd.

He couldn't imagine that his death would come in this way!

"Thanks to that magical raven, I have seen the afterlife, I have seen them."

"So whatever the crow asks me to do, I will do it."

Logan’s steel claws stabbed at Mr. Sinister at a speed of 1 millimeter per hour.

"I may not be able to change the fate of mutants, but I would be willing to give my life, just like them."

"You idiot! What does this mean to you? The world has changed! You can't change it!"

"Maybe, but you have to try."

"On what grounds?"

Mr. Frightened could no longer endure the burning of hellfire.

My control over telekinesis has decreased considerably for a time.

At the same time.

The steel claw pierced his chest.

Logan's words reached his ears.

"Because I'm a superhero."

It wasn't that Mr. Sinister couldn't drive away Wolverine in other ways, but rather that he found his abilities were once again limited, just like before.

It's obvious who's behind this.

mean!

That crow is so despicable!

puff!

Three more sharp claws pierced his flesh.

"cough!"

Mr. Jing'e coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Looking into the other person's resolute eyes, Mr. Shocked chuckled twice and then said, "I've heard that the activity of the self-healing factor is closely related to the host's will to survive. Rather than die at the hands of you, you old dog, and that stupid crow, I'd rather self-destruct."

"So, when that time comes, will you want to die and see your friends again, or will you rely on your will to survive and live on your own?"

Why not go and play a superhero to save the world?

"It's so hard to guess..."

Logan wasn't given any time to react.

A dazzling white light burst forth from the opponent's body.

Logan instinctively closed his eyes.

But the words Mr. Shocking Evil had just spoken echoed in his mind.

In a sense, Mr. Sinister could also be considered to have died at his hands, so his mission...

Logan sighed inwardly and forcibly suppressed the thought.

Peter and Jason are still waiting for me.

Moreover, upon arriving at Nathaniel's secret laboratory, he sensed the presence of others—the stench of decay emanating from their imprisoned cells.

I still have to go and save them.