"Be careful!" Colossus's exclamation sounded!
"Go! Don't hesitate! I can withstand it!" Marcus shouted loudly at the terrified young Mutants.
"Pff!" "Pff!" "Pff!" "..."
The sound of continuous anesthesia darts hitting his body echoed.
Marcus used his body as a shield; the tranquilizers missed the others and slammed into him.
"Ah!!!" A howl of pain tore from his mouth.
"Fck, is this how Wolverine feels every time he gets hurt?"*
Marcus fully felt the pain now. Most critically, after the initial shock, an intense tingling sensation washed over him. His eyelids grew heavy.
The stable portal suddenly became dangerously unstable!
"Sorcerer! Don't fall!"
Colossus, standing on the other side of the portal, saw Marcus physically blocking the anesthesia darts to buy the last few Mutants time. He was instantly consumed by rage.
It was because of their hesitation that the enemy seized the opportunity. If they had entered immediately, none of this would have happened.
And now, the sorcerer who saved them had been hit by a barrage of tranquilizer darts. He was surely going to faint soon!
But could he survive such a massive dose of anesthetic?
"F*ck! Why won't he fall!"
"Change to live ammunition!"
The pursuing soldiers clearly noticed his abnormality. Dozens of darts had hit his body, and he was still standing!
This time, all the soldiers replaced their magazines with live rounds!
"Da da da~~~" "Da da da~~~"
Intensive gunfire suddenly erupted.
Colossus, now covered in metal, stepped back through the portal, trying to block the deadly fire for everyone.
But by the time he arrived, Marcus's body was already shaking violently from the impact of the bullets.
"No!!"
He resisted the enemy's assault, grabbed the sorcerer—who had been struck by dozens of tranquilizer darts and an unknown number of shots—and yanked him back into Kamar-Taj!
The moment Marcus was pulled through, the entire portal instantly collapsed and vanished.
"Fck!" "Sht!" "Where did that portal lead to?" "Report! Report the situation here!" "..."
The team of soldiers watched the group of dozens of young Mutants escape right before their eyes. They were furious.
For any other Mutant, one anesthesia dart would cause unconsciousness within five seconds.
What was with this Mutant?
He had resisted dozens of hits and still managed to save everyone!
Most importantly, they had switched to live ammunition. The rate of fire was terrifying. In the last ten seconds, each soldier had emptied nearly one magazine.
But the opponent actually resisted it!
"What about this sorcerer?"
"With so many bullets... can he still be alive?"
"Quick, find a way to save him!"
"Help! Is there anyone?"
"Come on, help!"
The chaotic situation quickly drew many Sorcerers who were practicing in Kamar-Taj.
"Junior Brother Marcus! It's Junior Brother Marcus!"
"What? Wasn't Senior Brother Marcus outside the small town? Why is he here?"
"He's hurt! Junior Brother Marcus is injured!"
"Hurry and save him!"
"How do we save him? No one here knows healing techniques."
"..."
All the Sorcerers looked at the gravely wounded Marcus, completely helpless.
"Please, save him! He was shot for us!"
"Please, save him!"
The group of young Mutants pleaded desperately. None of them knew how to treat the combined injuries and the massive dose of anesthetic. They put all their hope on the fellow Sorcerers who could open portals.
But Colossus looked at the scene and leaned against the corner, despair washing over him.
Dozens of anesthetics had hit his body. It was already a miracle that he hadn't immediately passed out. Worse, he was then hit by dozens of live bullets. If he wasn't beaten into a sieve on the spot, he must possess incredible physical fortitude.
Save him?
Who could save an injury like this? Unless he had Logan's self-healing ability.
But they had only found one person with Logan's ability in all their time. How could this sorcerer possibly have it?
Moreover, I've always heard that sorcery is a relatively weak profession. At least, that's what Professor X says.
"He saved us all!"
"It's all my fault. If everyone had gone through earlier, those soldiers wouldn't have discovered us! It's all my fault!"
"It's all my fault! If I had been quicker, those bullets wouldn't have hit him!"
"Why? Why did we train our defenses, but I forgot everything when danger came?"
Colossus muttered angrily and painfully to himself.
They had trained, and they obviously had defensive abilities. But when true danger struck, they forgot everything.
Hearing Colossus's words, all the young Mutants looked at Marcus, who was screaming in pain, their faces filled with sadness.
If only they were faster. Just needed to be quicker.
Then the man who rescued them wouldn't have had to use his own body to shield them from the enemy's bullets.
"It's my fault. If I had been quicker, he would have been shot less." "It's also my fault. If I could have used my superpower at that moment, I could have helped him share a little."
"..."
The crowd of young Mutants wept constantly.
"Zzzt zzzzz~~~"
At this moment, a portal suddenly shimmered into existence.
Immediately afterward, a figure appeared on the scene. It was the Ancient One.
"I just felt the chaos in Kamar-Taj, and I also feel that there are many more people here. What is going on?"