Volume 5: The Young Wolf Seeks Home Chapter 45: Dusk Wolf Returns
The fight between the two Logans became intense the moment it started. The old wolf, whose body was torn apart and kicked away, crashed into the pillar, causing bricks and stones to fly everywhere and dust to rise.
Seeing the old man falling into a disadvantage, Harley shouted and let the Venom suit complete the "helmet covering". Fully armed, she excitedly grabbed the baseball bat and wanted to go forward to help but was stopped by Mason.
He said:
"Logan's beast sense is recovering. In this state, he is just like a wild beast. He will stab anyone who dares to get close to him. No matter how strong the venom is, it can't stop the adamantium claws.
There is no use for us to stay here.
Let's go, Red Skull is ahead, but you have to take this first."
Mason pulled Harley forward, took out Lao Wan's helmet from his bag and put it on Harley's head. He told Harley not to take it off and took out the penguin umbrella and held it in his hand.
They went all the way down, and when they entered the basement of the Spicy Palace, a spiritual force erupted like an ambush trap, just as Mason expected.
The invisible force turned into a strong wind, causing the golden apple on the penguin umbrella in Mason's hand to shine brightly for a moment.
This was an invisible clash of mental forces, and the result was that Mason was slightly weaker. His spirit was impacted, but he was protected by the brain-blocking technique of the hat and was not in danger.
But the golden apple in front of him suddenly cracked silently.
Harley was immune to all mental interference because of the Magneto helmet she was wearing, so she didn't feel anything about the fierce confrontation. But seeing that her sweetheart was at a disadvantage, Harley immediately picked up the baseball bat and protected Mason.
She wants to protect Mr. K!
She is not afraid of anything!
"Pa pa pa"
The sound of applause rang out from the dark basement in front of them. A tall and well-proportioned figure stood up. With a snap of fingers, the lights here turned on, exposing the basement full of corpses to the two men.
The Red Skull, wearing the captain's battle suit, holds a blood-stained round shield and an ebony sword in his other hand with a mechanical glove, and a purple gem is inlaid on his gauntlet.
Next to this doomsday president with a bloody skull face are Hydra guards lying in a mess. Judging from their wounds, they must have been killed by a surprise attack when they were completely unprepared.
Perhaps these guys who obeyed the darkness and evil did not know until their death what taboos they had violated to end up like this?
"You killed them? Why?"
Mason held up the penguin umbrella and let the golden apple release a mental force field to cover himself, so as to avoid being controlled and rewritten by the Red Skull's strange mental power at this time.
This guy is like a moving source of distortion. The weird mental radiation emanating from his body allows him to affect almost all life that comes close to him.
Mason stared at the guy in front of him, and then noticed the pile of corpses under his feet that smelled of blood. He pushed the frame of his glasses and said:
"Is this some kind of damn welcome ceremony?"
"I can kill him if I want to! Why would there be so many reasons? Mason Cooper, the uninvited guest."
His Excellency the President of Doomsday grinned, pinched his fingers, and a golden identity card jumped into his palm.
This represented his status as an A-class member, which made Mason raise his eyebrow, and then he pinched out his silver identity card as a B-class personnel.
Just like identity verification before the fight.
This is the "traditional etiquette" of the colleagues in the Star Society before drawing their swords and killing each other. To use more literary words, it might be described as drinking from a golden cup or something, uh, I forgot what happened later.
The fully armed Red Skull looked Mason up and down, and after several seconds, he said:
"Well, you are younger than I thought. It is true that heroes emerge young. You may not know that when you entered this world, I already knew that the recently popular K team came to visit me.
Guess who told me the news? "
"Warlock?"
Mason's mind raced, and then he said without changing his expression:
"Or is there a traitor in Mutant Utopia? Wait! Because I haven't awakened yet, my collaborator didn't report this news to them.
I guess there are some of your people in Miss Anna's Ex team?"
"clever!"
The Red Skull laughed and said:
"The Warlock thinks highly of you. After learning of your hidden identity, he gave me a secret order, asking me to 'help' you complete the awakening of your power.
Well, maybe you don't know yet, my dear Mason, that all the test subjects of the Weapon X project have been pre-programmed with obedience in their genes.
And I've just shown you how powerful it is, how does it feel to be beaten up by the Hydra Troopers?"
"Should I remind you?"
Mason said coldly:
"All your Hydra soldiers are dead! They were cool when they first appeared, but the poor ending makes me give a harsh evaluation, but that's it."
"Kill! Kill them all! Kill them at will! They are just consumables. Is there any difference between consuming them here and consuming them in other worlds? Since they are all death, there is no difference in superiority or inferiority."
The Red Skull was not provoked at all. He grinned with a terrifying smile on his ferocious face and said:
"Anyway, I only need a bunch of nutrients, and in two months I will harvest a new batch of powerful guys, and I don't care where they will go.
It's you instead.
Mason, oh Mason, you should never have come. You can find no strength in your poor hometown.
There is only despair, that’s all.”
"Really? But I don't think so."
Mason felt that the Red Skull talked too much. Maybe he was stalling for time?
So he replied expressionlessly:
"Since you are sure of victory, why don't you stop blocking me from entering the Weapon X project base to complete my 'self-entrapment', so that we don't have to fight here again."
"You wish!"
The Red Skull sneered and said:
"The warlock asked me to do this, but do I have to obey? Rather than letting him get what he wants, I would rather have your beautiful eyes become my collection.
Tsk, you are just a traitor, how dare you command me."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, it's just a psychological tactic."
During the confrontation between the two sides, the figure of the ghost Consus was projected next to Mason, and the Isu biologist said in a very affirmative voice:
"Even if there really is some strange obedience program in your genes, it is absolutely ineffective now! Don't forget, Mason, you already have Isu blood.
The so-called personality obedience program written into the double helix DNA cannot be effective under the more complex triple helix DNA system.
It is like all electronic programs can only be implemented downward from complex to simple, but it is impossible to reversely modify more advanced programs from backward data.
His threats and intimidation mean nothing to you."
"I'm not worried about that."
Mason stared at the Red Skull who was confident of victory. He moved his lips slightly and said softly:
"Even if the obedience program was real, even if it worked, it wouldn't control me."
The captain's confidence is not groundless.
After all, even this body was "picked up" by him when he was reborn, and the soul that could be controlled by the program had already disappeared when the wine bottle fell.
Past facts have also proved that even the all-powerful Lord Fate AKA the great devil Mephisto could not control Mason with the curse, let alone a mere "gene loyalty lock"?
He is absolutely confident in his golden finger.
"I have kept many secrets. Those things in my stomach cannot be shared. They are corroding my heart like sulfuric acid. It is like a pregnant woman. If I don't tell the secrets, I will feel uncomfortable all over!
Let me tell you more, little Mason."
The crazy Red Skull walked on the blood-stained ground in the boots of a hot-tempered officer. He was just like those classic villains who always liked to waste their words when their conspiracy succeeded.
He said to Mason:
"The Weapon X project was designed to serve the Hope Council from the beginning. These mutants who are killed as soon as they are born can be considered the 'precious resources' of our world.
After all, even if they own a parallel world system, they cannot treat the conquerors like leeks and harvest them one by one.
But with the Weapon X program…
As long as you wait patiently, there will be a steady supply of genuine X-Men as cannon fodder. Wow, this is a sure-win business.
Well, you should have acted angrier, like the anger and despair she showed when I told this secret to another guy who tried to break in here and I caught him sixteen years ago.
I still remember that pain.”
Red Skull looked at Mason's expressionless face in surprise.
He carefully observed the changes in Mason's expression. After confirming that Mason was not angry or furious, he shook his head and said:
"Okay, okay, it seems that your unique experience has made you lack a sense of identity and concern for your compatriots. It's really regrettable. How about I tell you more?
For example, you must be very curious about the true identity of that person, the true identity of the Warlock Grand Master. Don’t you want to know why he used the master’s authority to hide it from this world?
It's not just because the Weapon X project is important.
bring it on.
Ask, Mason Cooper.
If you ask me, I will tell you everything I know! I am always generous to the dead."
Mason remained silent, but Red Skull took his silence as a sign of compromise.
Then Mr. Doomsday President stretched out his voice and said:
"Don't you have any questions? Tsk, what a boring meeting, totally worthless. You have two choices now. Either I help you awaken, or..."
"Bang"
Mason's answer came from a strange ball that suddenly fell to the ground.
The moment the spherical Isu biological mutagen was activated , Mason pulled Harley to activate the speed force ring, and with a whoosh, they rushed across the basement and into the secret passage below.
By the way, he took Lao Wan's helmet off Harley's head and threw it behind him.
The Red Skull was not the enemy he had to face, not from the beginning. Just as President Doomsday prepared for his arrival, Mason also prepared a "surprise" for the damn Red Skull.
A special gene fragment was injected into the Red Skull, forcing him to transform into a shaking humanoid crocodile. He was restrained by the "technological sheep-transforming technique" and lost Mason's trace in a moment of daze.
Despite having the power gem, Red Skull broke free from this "forced transformation" in a second thanks to the purple power fire burning all over his body.
But he lost the opportunity to contain Mason.
Because in front of him, an old wolf covered in blood was staggering towards him with his head held high and his eyes wide open.
He won.
This is not surprising.
When he embarked on this journey, he was determined to die.
But what was surprising was that the fight between the two Wolverines ended so quickly. The old Wolverine held the helmet thrown by Mason in his left hand and put it on his head. The head in his right hand died with his eyes open. The broken bones infused with adamantium on the neck of the younger Wolverine were still bleeding.
Like drops of blood and tears.
"Logan Hautley? What a surprise!"
The mentally ill Red Skull stared at the guy in front of him and said coldly:
"You should just hide in your doghouse and live out the rest of your life. You come here to act like a hero when something is not your business. Don't you think I didn't treat you badly enough?
A wolf that can go crazy at any time, all it takes is a cute mind gem to make you go crazy.
Tsk tsk, I have kept the video of you slaughtering your compatriots. Whenever I am in a bad mood, I take it out and appreciate it. It always makes me feel happy.
But I don’t need the Mind Stone anymore…”
The Red Skull stretched out his finger and tapped his forehead. He showed a sinister expression and said:
"I have a more powerful weapon, a weapon from the same source as yours. Do you want to know where I got it from?"
"The professor's brain? Emma told me that you desecrated Charles' body. Emma asked me to kill you, but I'm not surprised. It's not surprising what a beast can do.
Believe me.
I also want to die of old age on my farm, but the reality is that it doesn’t allow an old man to die so peacefully.”
Logan gasped.
With every breath, the wounds on his body healed faster.
In just a moment, he who had been stabbed like a sieve recovered to an unharmed state.
The rust on his claws mixed with blood dripped off bit by bit, and his hair and beard, which had been covered with gray, magically turned back to the black color of his youth, like "a dead tree coming back to life in spring."
He is the Eternal One.
He will never die, but he will grow old.
It was not because he was too old or his physical functions had declined, but because he had lost his fighting spirit, causing his spirit and body to become weaker and weaker in loneliness.
However, just like the legendary berserker, the fire in his heart will never go out and the fight will never stop. If the fighting spirit is rekindled, the warrior will never grow old.
“I thought I would be weak, I thought I would be crushed by despair and become a coward, but it turns out that for the past seventeen years, I have been miserable.
I have also been very angry.
I didn't realize that the anger that had been suppressed for seventeen years would burn so fiercely once it erupted! Wolverine is indeed dead. Do you want to hear his last words? "
The old wolf raised his head.
He pushed the dark red helmet on his head, completely isolating the influence of the Red Skull's stolen psychic power from his furious yet calm mind.
Only the coldest murderous intent remained flowing.
Sharp and violent eyes stared at the Red Skull in front of him, staring at the culprit who caused the tragedy of Xavier Institute seventeen years ago.
Logan bared his teeth, and the blackened Wolverine's head was smashed at the feet of the Red Skull. Then his bloody steel claws crossed in front of his body, forming a sinister X sign.
He said in a hoarse voice:
"Want to know what this immortal ghost would say to you if it crawled out of the grave?"
"Snap"
The Red Skull raised the captain's round shield in his hand, and pointed the blood-stained edge of the shield at the murderous Dusk Wolf Logan. In the flames brought by the power gem, he said:
"Of course, I'm all ears."
"Bang"
He was so pretentious that he was knocked away by the charging old wolf the next moment.
The alloy claws clasped the shield, creating dazzling sparks. An entire wall collapsed in Logan's roar. He rode on President Doomsday and kept stabbing with his claws, putting the Red Skull in an embarrassing confrontation.
But he has the advantage of equipment after all.
The purple power gem on the left gauntlet was charged for a moment, and then it turned into a heavy fist wrapped in purple flames, hammering the old wolf away, smashing several walls with its face, but soon pounced back in the smoke and dust.
The Power Gem is indeed powerful, but it is not enough for the ferocious and aggressive undead.
But the mentally ill Red Skull obviously enjoyed the battle. He regarded Wolverine, who seemed to have come back to life from time, as the final flaw in the imperfect victory seventeen years ago.
He wanted to end him himself.
Then he put the claws that he was so proud of into his collection cabinet, and his collection was finally satisfied.
Just as the two were engaged in a life-and-death fight, the corpses and blood of the Hydra guards killed by the Red Skull scattered on the ground in this dark basement suddenly caught fire.
The raging fire was like gasoline flowing in it, quickly pulling most of the Spicy Palace into the sea of fire. Logan, who had torn Red Skull's battle suit into pieces with one claw, looked up.
Good job!
The flickering flames before my eyes had formed a gleaming gate to hell, and the violent flames seemed to be sending a terrifying creature into this abandoned world.
The Red Skull has been stalling for time!
This bastard is waiting for the ritual to be completed, and his servants are the sacrifices for the evil demons from Hell to return to the world!
"Is this... Ghost Rider?"
The experienced old wolf realized in an instant that something was wrong. He kicked away the howling Red Skull that was rushing towards him and planned to rush into the basement.
Mason is in danger!
This is a trap.
"Bang"
The purple fire of power erupted behind him. The raging flames that originated from the wonders of the universe burned on everything that could be burned. The old wolf's flesh and blood were ignited in an instant, and even the adamantium was melted. The surrounding purple flames turned into an iron cage fighting arena under the control of the Red Skull.
He tore off his torn armor, waved his round shield and ebony sword, and shouted:
"Where do you want to go? Logan? No one can leave here until either you or I fall! Don't you want revenge, you coward? Come on! Sink your claws into my heart!"
“Hmm…”
Logan, who was filled with the fire of power, felt that his flesh and blood were about to be burned. This damn fire could not be extinguished. Perhaps being burned to death here would be his end today.
But he turned back.
Staring at the Red Skull who was laughing wildly, he reached out and injected a light golden injection into his neck.
Mason had anticipated this scene, so he provided Logan with some "equipment" support in advance. When the Kryptonian power exploded in Old Wolf, it helped him suppress the still burning purple flames.
He stood up and stretched his body. His eyes were filled with heat and shot at the surprised Red Skull in front of him. Then, in close combat, he swung a claw and broke half of the Red Skull's power gauntlet.
He stretched out his hand and grasped the burning gem. In the wrestling match with blood splattering like magma, he spat at the devilish face in front of him and plunged his claws into the flames in front of him.
He roared:
"I've chosen a tombstone for myself! It has a devilish face. Do you want to see my claws? Then you can have it!"
