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Thump, thump, thump—
Puff, puff, puff—
A barrage of bullets rained down on Logan Howlett, forcing him to abandon his attempt to decapitate X-24.
Instead, he crossed his arms in front of him and charged like a heavily armored tank towards the mercenaries firing from down the hill.
Even when surrounded, Logan Howlett showed no fear on his face; only a burning rage!
And the bullets that struck him were almost instantly squeezed out from his flesh and blood.
Seeing this, even Logan Howlett himself felt a bit bewildered.
Because he suddenly realized that his healing ability seemed to be much stronger than when he was at his peak?
And whether it was an illusion or not, he always felt that the density of his skin and muscles seemed to have undergone significant changes.
But now was clearly not a good time to meticulously examine the various changes in his body.
Killing the enemies was the top priority!
"Roar—"
Logan Howlett seemed to have transformed back into the spirited Wolverine of yesteryear.
His combat skills, honed to almost instinctual levels, combined with his Beast-like powerful physique, allowed him to charge down towards the mercenary army.
Claws wreathed in red flames swung back and forth through the enemy ranks, like the scythe of the God of Death, utterly ending lives full of sin.
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prestige points +8, +14, +7…
Detectable souls for collection, Warp soul count +1, +1, +1…
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After just a few minutes, the chaotic battle came to an end.
On the corpse-strewn hillside, only Logan Howlett and X-24 remained as complete living beings… no, it should be said that only he remained alive.
Because that monster cloned from his genetic material was about to die too!
"Roar—"
X-24 mustered his courage again, using the advantage of the terrain to launch one last charge at Logan Howlett from above.
"It's time to finish you off, you bastard."
Logan Howlett sneered, then, the moment X-24 was about to rush forward, he sharply swung his claws, piercing the opponent's "metal head" with incredible precision.
Although X-24 was cloned from Logan Howlett's genetic material, so what?
Even if Sander Rice could replicate his flesh and bones, he couldn't replicate the combat experience accumulated in his brain.
So a fake is just a fake!
Even if the Sub-Adamantium also possessed an indestructible property, it was still negligible in the face of true Original Adamantium.
"Laura, don't be afraid, I've come to save you…"
Logan Howlett shook the blood and brain matter from his Wolverine claws, staring at the fleeing Donald Pierce in the distance, his killing intent so thick it was suffocating.
"Damn it, this… how is this possible?!"
Donald Pierce was clearly terrified by the hellish scene before him.
That old man he considered trash had suddenly seemed to be possessed by something foul, and he alone had wiped out the entire mercenary group?
Even X-24 hadn't been spared?
He had even stepped on the man's face earlier…
How could they fight this?
Time to run, time to run!
Donald Pierce immediately dropped the Little Wolf Girl in his arms and fled frantically towards Eden.
…
Meanwhile, in Eden.
Dismembered limbs were scattered everywhere on the ground.
Dr. Sander Rice and the few remaining mercenaries hid behind a broken wall, and he shouted to Frank, who was slowly approaching them:
"Sir, please stop, or I'll have to order fire on the child.
You wouldn't want to see such a tragedy happen, would you?"
As he spoke, a mercenary roughly dragged a Mutant girl with dark green short hair from beside him and held a gun to her head.
Seeing that Frank on the opposite side did not continue his attack, Dr. Sander Rice finally let out a long sigh of relief, then asked with a puzzled expression:
"Sir, please allow me to introduce myself first.
My name is Sander Rice, and I am the head of Yuckley Genetics.
I believe there must have been some misunderstanding between us…"
"If you weren't deliberately playing with me just now, then I really can't understand… you're not a Mutant, so why would you get involved in this mess for these trash and make an enemy of us?"
"Misunderstanding?"
Frank sneered, "There's no misunderstanding at all.
I really couldn't care less about you filthy things, and I don't care about the lives of these Mutants… But the problem is, your current actions have provoked an employee of our Hyperspace Group."
"Ah?"
Dr. Sander Rice was instantly bewildered.
What Hyperspace Group?
What employee?
What on earth was he talking about?
Wait a minute!
Dr. Sander Rice suddenly remembered the news he had previously seen about the alien invasion of Greenwich.
It seemed that the Hyperspace Group was the one that annihilated the Dark Elf race at that time?
And that Ape God, who was invincible among the Titans, also seemed to belong to this company.
Damn it, it couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?
However, this would also explain why the man opposite him was so incredibly strong.
Clearly, Dr. Sander Rice at this time was still unaware of the great battle that took place in New York during the day, otherwise he would likely have wet his pants.
After pondering for a moment, Dr. Sander Rice tentatively asked, "Sir, the employee you mentioned, it wouldn't happen to be Logan Howlett, would it?"
"That's right."
It's over, isn't this a BBQ now?
"Uh… Sir, no offense, but our actions have never been directed at him, you know?"
Dr. Sander Rice explained tearfully, "Although many years ago, I was indeed dedicated to eradicating all Mutants, after successfully developing the m43 virus, my research direction shifted to how to better control their Mutant abilities."
"This time, all the targets we captured were experimental subjects who escaped from my laboratory.
If we offended Mr. Logan or your company during this process, I deeply apologize and am willing to pay a huge sum of compensation."
Clearly, Dr. Sander Rice wanted to settle the matter with money.
There was no other way; the enemy was simply too formidable.
Neither Frank in front of him nor the Hyperspace Group behind him were entities he could afford to provoke.
So, when it was time to bow his head, he had to bow his head; there was nothing shameful about it.
"So it was you who was behind all this!!"
Before Frank could speak, Logan Howlett's furious voice came from behind him.
Immediately, one large and one small figure entered Eden, which were none other than Logan Howlett and Little Wolf Girl X-23.
Roll, roll, roll—
Logan Howlett tossed a bloody head in front of Dr. Sander Rice.
Needless to say, this head naturally belonged to Donald Pierce, the leader of The Marauders.
"You bastard, to cultivate your own 'Mutants,' you used despicable means to kill all the existing Mutants?"
Logan Howlett thought of the dire straits he and Professor X had experienced over the past decade, and the tragic scenes of his friends from the X-Men dying, and his anger was instantly ignited, wishing he could personally flay Dr. Sander Rice.
"Mr. Logan, I think you've misunderstood…"
Dr. Sander Rice was startled.
One Frank was already deadly enough, but who would have thought that now Wolverine had also arrived, making things even worse.
If he didn't find a way to explain clearly now, he feared all of them would die here.
After a moment of hesitation, Dr. Sander Rice finally decided to reveal the truth behind the scenes.
"Mr. Logan, actually, I didn't want to do such cruel things originally, but this Mutant Extinction Plan was actually secretly initiated by S.H.I.E.L.D. more than ten years ago, and then officially implemented only after the Security Council tacitly approved it."
"What did you say?"
Logan Howlett questioned in disbelief, "That bastard S.H.I.E.L.D. was also involved?"
"That's right."
Dr. Sander Rice dared not conceal anything at this moment, nodding as if recounting a familiar story:
"Because my father was a researcher in the Weapon X Project, Nick Fury, the head of S.H.I.E.L.D. at the time, secretly approached me.
He wanted me to lead a research team to develop a secret virus that could completely eradicate the Mutants hidden among humans through 'genetically modified food'."
"For this, they not only provided a large amount of financial support to my company but also provided me with a lot of Mutant data and blood samples…
It was with these important experimental samples that my team was able to successfully develop the m43 virus in just a few years, which has no effect on ordinary people but inhibits Mutant abilities and completely eliminates the random appearance of Mutant genes in humans during reproduction."
"Next, raw materials carrying the m43 virus began to be distributed through the official secret channels of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Security Council into food, beverages, and fast food produced by major related companies worldwide…"
Dr. Sander Rice did not continue, but the result was obvious.
The effect of this Mutant Extinction Plan initiated by S.H.I.E.L.D. was… quite successful!
Currently, looking across the World, perhaps apart from Logan Howlett and Professor X, there are fewer than a handful of "natural" Mutants still alive.
And X-23, being a newly cultivated Mutant, is not affected by the m43 virus.
"Nick Fury, one day I will personally skin you alive, you black bastard!!"
Logan Howlett let out a furious roar towards the sky.
But the next second, he shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring towards the location of Dr. Sander Rice and the others.
The Little Wolf Girl followed closely behind him.
"Look, this child is clearly Logan's offspring; her temper and behavior patterns are simply carved from the same mold."
Frank, like a bystander watching a show, stroked his chin in wonder, "But I didn't expect S.H.I.E.L.D. to be involved behind this matter.
I'm sure Boss will be interested in this news."
He then pulled out his phone and called Karl.
"Damn it… Mr. Logan, please let me explain…"
Dr. Sander Rice watched helplessly as the few mercenaries who had been shielding him were dismembered by Wolverine and the Little Wolf Girl in minutes, like chopping melons and vegetables, and he collapsed onto the ground, utterly terrified.
Just as he was about to say something, his head was severed by a sharp Wolverine claw the next second.
His death was just like his father's decades ago.
And his father was one of the scientists who personally injected Adamantium into Logan Howlett's body at that time.
He was later dismembered on the spot when Wolverine lost control and went berserk.
Thus, with the death of Dr. Sander Rice, this great escape spanning over a thousand kilometers finally drew to a close.
And besides Little Wolf Girl X-23, among the dozens of Mutant experimental subjects who had escaped from the laboratory earlier, only one girl with dark green hair remained.
"Sister Lorna, it's so good that you're okay."
X-23 ran over and hugged the pale-faced, clearly frightened green-haired girl.
"Laura, is he your father… Wolverine?"
After her emotions had settled a little, the girl named Lorna looked at Logan with some curiosity.
Although these "artificial" Mutants had all grown up in the laboratory, they were not at all unfamiliar with Wolverine and the X-Men.
Because every time after a day of practical combat tests and physical examinations, these naturally lively children would spontaneously gather together to read comic books about the X-Men.
Although Wolverine's behavior in the comics was full of violence and killing, the children loved his yearning and pursuit of freedom.
It's no exaggeration to say that Wolverine was their life mentor in their pursuit of free will.
However, Lorna really found it difficult to associate the unkempt old man in front of her with the dashing and robust Wolverine in the comics.
"That's right, the genuine article!"
X-23 said proudly.
"Alright, Laura, we should go."
Logan Howlett glanced at Lorna and didn't say much.
He was here specifically to rescue his daughter; at least the lives of other Mutants were none of his concern.
It wasn't that he was heartless.
Rather, if he hadn't been lucky enough to meet Karl and join the Hyperspace Group, he would probably still be worrying about how many dollars he could earn today and if it was enough to buy diapers for Charles.
How could he have the leisure to care about others?
Moreover, Logan Howlett had never considered himself a savior; what did the fate of others have to do with him?
"Dad, can we bring Sister Lorna?!"