The talkative raven in the world of American comics

Chapter 211 Welcome Back

"Holy crap, what is this thing?!"

A sleek, silver steel skeleton appeared out of thin air in front of Peter and Jason, nearly startling them.

On the skeleton, some remaining flesh and blood tissue can still be seen, emanating a strong bloody smell.

Oz, who had brought Logan's body back, covered his face with his wings and muttered, "Don't be fooled by the fact that this guy is just a skeleton now. To be honest, it's really hard to say whether he's truly dead or not!"

Peter crouched down, his gaze falling on the knuckles of the bizarre skeleton.

The six sharp claws and bones appear as a single, integrated whole.

The sharp claws constantly extend and retract between the bones, leaving indelible bone marks.

Logan must feel a lot of pain every time he shows his claws.

He thought this, and then heard Jason's conclusion after observing.

"Is it related to Luo Gen's own survival instinct?"

Jason noticed that although the flesh and blood tissue on the skeleton was scarce, upon closer inspection, one could even see it wriggling.

It's as if it's preparing to grow new flesh and blood!

But the speed is so slow that it's almost negligible.

It would be very difficult to spot if one had not received rigorous training in this area of ​​observation.

"A clever lad, truly worthy of being Lord Raven's little hero!"

Oz lunged at Jason, holding his fiery head and shaking it vigorously.

Seeing this, Peter couldn't help but roll his eyes, then said, "What do you mean it's related to Logan's survival instinct? I also have self-healing abilities. Sometimes when I'm injured, I also hope my injuries will heal faster, but nothing changes!"

Oz leaned lazily against Jason, saying disdainfully, "Naive little bastard, your healing factor is practically nonexistent compared to his!"

Hearing this, Peter rolled his eyes again, too lazy to argue with Oz.

Jason then explained, "Generally speaking, people with healing abilities operate using their own internal energy, although I'm not entirely sure how far your mutation has progressed... By the way, can your body shoot spider silk on its own?"

"Excuse me?!"

Peter was shocked. At a time like this, how could you still have the mind to ask such a question?

"Okay, that doesn't sound right."

Jason shrugged and said, "Simply put, the healing factor in Logan's body is almost integrated with his cells, and the speed at which heals wounds is as simple as breathing."

Peter pointed to the lonely skeleton lying on the ground and said, "Look at him, where are all the cells left?"

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Jason crouched down, touched the remaining, blurry blood clots, and guessed that Logan must have been involved in a very violent explosion not long ago.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be nothing but bones left.

And isn't the metal material of this bone ridiculously hard?

"As long as there's a trace of flesh left, it can completely heal itself... I know that's a bit of an exaggeration, but look here..."

He pointed his finger at the lump of meat.

"The speed at which flesh and blood regenerate is an instinct, but under this kind of injury, the speed should not be that slow."

Peter said, "Could it be that his injuries are simply too serious?"

Jason retorted, "It's so bad that all that's left is a skeleton. Don't you think Logan's healing factor is a bit insane?"

Peter was quick-witted and soon understood the unspoken meaning in Jason's words.

It's simply a matter of either the injury being so severe that the body's self-healing ability is completely unable to function, leaving only the option of waiting to die.

Or, like Logan, he's reduced to nothing but bones, with his flesh and blood still growing.

All signs indicate that the self-healing factor is still working.

With injuries at this stage, the self-healing factors would only function faster; they couldn't possibly be slowly inching forward like they are now.

after all..

Given Logan's current condition, if his injuries don't heal quickly, he'll really die!

"Actually, he can recover very quickly if he wants to," Oz suddenly said.

"What do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says, but he's not really trying to survive right now. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said that I couldn't tell whether he'd live or die."

From Oz's perspective, Logan's life force was dim, as if it were about to be extinguished at any moment.

"So what should we do?"

While Peter was saying what he should do, he had already taken out the self-healing serum that Dr. Connors had given him.

He knew that if Oz wanted to help, he would have done so already, instead of rambling on and on with them while Logan lay on the ground like a dead man.

"Wait," Oz said, glancing at the healing serum in Peter's hand.

"Are you sure?" Peter asked, frowning.

"Of course," Oz replied, feigning a thoughtful expression.

Logan's current state is all too familiar!

Just like Jason's previous act of giving up and choosing to go and die!

But Oz believed that he had at least taken Logan to the Pure Land twice, and that any regrets he might have felt had been properly addressed and made up for, so that he wouldn't be so heartbroken as to remain there.

I think so?

Oz thought to himself, then his gaze drifted to the silver-white metal skeleton on the ground.

"Now, it's our turn to place our hopes on those dead superheroes."

"It's you again, Logan! How can you come and go as you please?!"

Logan's thoughts were abruptly cut off by an angry shout. Before he could even react, someone reached out and pinched his neck.

Logan was a little confused at this moment.

His gaze fell on the attacker.

It was Remy, the second old buddy he had killed that night, Gambit.

No wonder he was the one who cursed me the most when I first arrived here.

At that time, he was immersed in his regret and only knew how to apologize to his dead teammates.

and many more!

Logan blinked, and his cloudy pupils instantly became clear again.

He turned his head and glanced at his teammates, whose attention had been drawn by the King's shouting earlier. They were also looking at him, seemingly curious as to why he had returned.

What am I doing...?

Is he dead?

Logan couldn't believe that someone like him could end up here even after he died. He didn't think it was Oz's magical raven that brought him here.

You know your own body best.

He must have been blown up by Mr. Terrifying!

It seems that the self-healing factors in his body were unable to function properly after Mr. Sinister's self-destruction.

He thought to himself, then reached out and hugged the King of Cards in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Remy, but I think I might really be dead."

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Upon hearing this, Gambit expressionlessly pulled his arm away, took a few steps back, and stared intently at Logan, seemingly trying to determine the truthfulness of what he had said.

After observing for a while, Gambit stroked his chin and clicked his tongue, saying, "Although I really want you dead, I have to tell you the truth, Logan."

"What?"

"You don't seem to be dead."

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Logan frowned and said, "I can tell you with certainty that I came here this time without the help of that crow."

I was definitely blown up!

Otherwise, there's no reason for me to come here!

Or is Oz lying?

"Remy is right, Logan, you are not dead."

Cyclops walked over and, looking at the other person's somewhat transparent body, explained, "Take a look at your own body."

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Logan quickly looked down and saw that his body had become ethereal and transparent, not solid at all, floating and dissipating.

"So what's my situation now?"

Although he knew that thinking this way might be a bit... annoying, Logan was still curious about the reason.

after all..

He never died.

He didn't know what death meant to him.

"Because of our self-healing abilities, baby!"

Logan suddenly felt a weight on his back and staggered forward a few steps.

"Wade?!"

Logan heard the sound, turned his head and saw a man in a red bodysuit wearing a mask, so his face was not visible.

But the black eye area on the mask looked like two dark circles under his eyes, making him look extremely irritating.

"Not the Wade you know, but your favorite Deadpool! Hugh!"

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Deadpool grabbed Logan by the neck, nudged him in the back, and let out a howl, "Oh yeah, that's the taste!"

"This is unbelievable! This guy comes even more often than Logan. Why are all Deadpools the same?!"

Many teammates felt unlucky upon seeing the arrival of this extremely dead Deadpool and quickly left.

Seeing this, Deadpool leaned close to Logan's ear and whispered in a cheeky tone, "See? They didn't leave because they didn't want to talk to you anymore. It's just that idiot Logan couldn't come up with a conversation between you two, so he acted like he was being chased away by me!"

"Someone as popular as Deadpool is so well-liked, how could he be disliked by others!?"

"You agree, right, Patrick?"

After saying that, Deadpool, in front of Professor X, stuck his finger into Logan's mouth, then quickly pulled it out and smeared it on Logan's bald red head.

Then, in the next second, Logan threw him to the ground with a back shoulder throw, and he cried out in pain.

"My old buddy, you're using the wrong force! Push it this way!"

Deadpool rolled over, lifted his butt, and then pointed.

Logan was in a real bind. He had originally wanted to kick him, but after hearing the bastard's words, he didn't want to give him any pleasure and ultimately gave up on the idea.

He asked, full of doubt, "What exactly is going on?"

"I told you it's a self-healing factor!"

"Shut up!"

"Oh my god, you're so fierce, I love you so much!"

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Logan, unable to bear it any longer, was about to kick him when he discovered that Deadpool's ethereal state was even more exaggerated than his own!

"See that, baby? That's our healing factor. As long as you want to live, it will fight tooth and nail to get you back from the dog poop!"

Deadpool's body is fading more and more.

"Ugh, that damn Robert Downey Jr., he's become so arrogant since becoming Doctor Doom, he actually wants to kill Deadpool!"

"Doesn't he know Deadpool is incredibly popular?!"

"He thinks he can kill Deadpool?!"

Deadpool lay on his side on the ground, propping his head up with his arm and crossing his legs. The words that came out of his mouth were like a machine gun, never stopping.

Logan wanted to cover his ears. He took back his previous prejudice; Wade was even more talkative than Oz!

With each word Deadpool spoke, his body grew fainter, as if he were about to disappear at any moment.

Logan asked, "So I'm not dead?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Stop giving that idiot a chance to pad his word count! Although I'm padding it for him right now too..."

But what can I do? I'm Deadpool, after all! Hehe!

Deadpool waved his hand, and his body began to gradually dissipate.

"Goodbye, Hugh. I'm looking forward to seeing you again. I mean, our last movie made... how many billions of dollars was it again? Dumbbell! Stop manipulating Deadpool's mind! How could Deadpool not remember how much money we made!?"

"I&;*#@%!!!"

After a string of curses, Deadpool vanished from the spot, as if he had never existed.

Seeing this, Logan couldn't help but pinch his brow, looking somewhat helpless.

This situation was really... a bit of a shock to his understanding.

Especially after seeing this guy, he suddenly didn't want to die anymore...

Look at the few old friends still here. They all have expressions of being used to it. They must have been tormented by this madman quite a bit!

The thought that he didn't want to die had just flashed through his mind.

He found that his body had become even more transparent due to its ethereal nature.

「!?」

Could it be...

I want to die, I want to die, I want to die...

After silently repeating it a hundred or eighty times in my mind, my body became much more solid.

Logan was overjoyed, but the next second he heard his teammate's voice.

"Logan, you're not dead yet. This method won't work," Professor X said helplessly.

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Logan remained silent, then sighed, his voice filled with an indescribable sense of desolation.

"I'm sorry, Charles, but I feel... I killed Nathaniel, I avenged you, and I think my mission is complete."

"Is it really finished?"

The one who responded to his words was not Charles, but Li Qianhuan, who had arrived there at some unknown time.

Logan was a little hesitant to look at her.

"I'm sorry... I just wanted to be with you guys," Logan said, looking down like a child who had made a mistake.

The girl, who was even shorter than him, spoke like an adult, gently comforting him: "Remember what I said before? There will be opportunities, but not now."

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Logan sighed resignedly, his resolve to die wavering for a moment.

Then he realized that thinking like that was useless.

The degree of physical illusion was exactly the same as Deadpool's from before.

Before long, he will leave this place and return to reality, just like the other person.

"Guys... I..."

Before him stood his fallen teammates. Logan had so much to say to them, but he didn’t know how long he could speak. He couldn’t utter a word for a long time, the words stuck in his throat.

"Live on with our will, Logan," the X-Men said.

Logan pursed his lips, tears welling up in the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

Li Qianhuan took a few steps forward, patted Logan on the shoulder, and smiled: "One must be true to oneself, Logan."

"It's difficult to live with killing, but you can't go against your nature. There's no turning back on this path."

"Whether it's right or wrong, you have to bear it for the rest of your life."

"Go back now, Logan."

"Tell those who are suffering but still hold onto hope that everything is alright."

"There will never be gunfire in the valley again."

After the girl finished speaking, Logan was already sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face, his body trembling uncontrollably.

At the same time, his body became so ethereal that he was about to disappear from the spot.

The final moments of utter disappearance.

Logan said, "I will."

The X-Men replied, "We look forward to your return, but not now."

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Do you think it's my fault?

"I don't know, but the way you just dripped serum onto that lump of rotten flesh looked exactly like urination!"

"What kind of adjective is that?! I was just worried about Logan!"

"Laughing and laughing!!!"

"Good heavens! I really don't know what you're thinking about all day long! It doesn't look like you peed at all! It looks perfectly normal! No, I'll show you again!"

"Peeing again!?"

"Hey!"

Jason pulled the man and the crow apart, then, seeing Logan's flesh and bone regenerating at an increasingly rapid pace, couldn't help but say, "He's almost fully healed. Honestly, even if Superman really existed, I'd love to say something..."

"His self-healing ability is simply superhuman..."

The voice just fell.

Logan's new body was fully born.

The wounds seemed to have never existed, and the person was as if reborn.

With a whoosh.

Logan sat up abruptly.

His eyes darted around in surprise before he relaxed.

The familiar laboratory.

The familiar smell of blood.

And the familiar two men and one crow.

Logan looked at them, his gaze finally settling on the green test tube held in Peter's hand.

Peter said, "I'm sorry, but I was really worried about your injuries, so I took the liberty of injecting you with some self-healing serum. Don't worry, it won't cause any harm."

Jason said, "Stop daydreaming, old man, your mission isn't over yet."

Followed by.

The raven named Oz produced a black combat uniform from somewhere and threw it onto his naked body.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, Lord Crow is still the biggest bird."

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Logan looked down at the uniform in his arms. It seemed tailor-made, and the overall style of the uniform was somehow incompatible with his own personality.

Appropriate.

The color is not the previous yellow and black, but black and red, which looks very cold and austere.

He just wasn't quite used to the mask.

Thinking this way.

He heard the two young men's words again.

"Welcome back, Logan."

(Wolverine's new uniform)

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