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Not long ago, Old Logan had refused Darian's help, stating he wasn't interested in returning to his peak.
But now, he only wanted to say one thing.
"So good!"
He no longer had to be timid, nor did he need to worry about getting injured.
Life and death are nothing, if you're not convinced, just fight!
Right now, Old Logan felt like someone who had been roasting in the desert for a day and finally gulped down their first sip of ice-cold soda.
That refreshing sensation shot straight from his throat to the top of his head!
"Awesome!!!"
If not for the sake of maintaining his cool image, Old Logan really wanted to throw a few combinations right there on the spot.
"Buddy, what on earth did you feed him? Is it a powered-up version of the little blue pill? How did this old guy suddenly regain his vigor?" Wade was shocked.
"Just an ordinary health supplement." Darian couldn't be bothered to explain.
Charles suddenly asked, "Do you have any more of these supplements?"
"No more, there was only one."
Charles felt a bit disappointed upon hearing this.
He was also tired of his own increasingly decaying body, his abilities frequently spiraling out of control and becoming a burden, watching Logan get scarred and bruised while trying to protect him, yet being unable to do anything about it.
"However, I do have other supplements here."
Darian suddenly changed the subject and pulled out another pill.
[Item: Brain Gold (Brain-boosting supplement, gently nourishes nerves, revitalizes brain vitality, eliminates mental fatigue, give Brain Gold as a gift, the choice that shows your heart)]
Charles's gaze was instantly drawn to it.
He didn't ask any more questions, and without a hint of hesitation, he took the Brain Gold from Darian, picked up the half-bottle of mineral water by his side, and swallowed it with the water.
A few seconds passed, and there was no change in Charles's appearance.
But if one looked closely, they would notice that his eyes had become exceptionally clear, and the cloudiness originally in them had quickly faded away.
Replacing it was a wise gleam that seemed to see through everything.
Darian could feel a massive psychic power emanating from Charles; this volume was far beyond what the other Charles he knew could compare to.
"Thank you, Darian."
Charles expressed his heartfelt gratitude.
Now, there was nothing he needed to fear.
At this moment, Wade suddenly approached him with a cheeky grin: "Dear Captain, do you have any other supplements in your four-dimensional pocket? Preferably one that can repair disfigurement?"
"No."
Darian rolled his eyes.
He had figured it out; this guy Wade called him "buddy" when he had nothing to do, and "Captain" when he needed something.
While they were chatting heatedly, things outside were also heating up.
Old Logan's figure darted rapidly through the enemy crowd, taking out one Raider mercenary after another. His movements were swift and fierce, not at all inferior to Victor from the previous parallel World.
But when you think about it, it was normal. After all, for the past few decades, he had been fighting and living while carrying dozens of kilograms of Adamantium. Now that he had finally shed this heavy, omnipresent burden, his body felt as if it had broken free from all chains, and his agility and explosive power had increased exponentially.
This feeling was probably about the same as Rock Lee removing his weights to fight Gaara.
Of course, the Raider mercenaries were no Gaara. Facing Old Logan at full power, they had absolutely no ability to fight back and could only die miserably one by one on Old Logan's bone claws.
The remaining Raider mercenaries were scared out of their wits by Old Logan's ferocity and began to stagger backward uncontrollably.
They had all grown up in an era where Mutants had become rare animals.
In their understanding, Mutants were mostly weak, elderly, or disabled individuals with declining abilities who could only hide everywhere and struggle to survive—targets that could be easily crushed with guns and numbers. When had they ever witnessed the true power of a Mutant from the old era?
Facing an enemy like Old Logan, who didn't even pretend when locking his HP, how the hell were they supposed to fight!?
Especially the two villains, Sander and Donald; they knew the terror of Old Logan at his peak better than the other Raider mercenaries. Their faces visibly became panicked, and their previous calculations and ferocity instantly vanished.
They could unscrupulously humiliate an aged and physically weak Old Wolf, but they dared not face a beast at its peak!
Seeing Old Logan cast his gaze their way, Donald's hair stood on end, and he hissed, "Kill him! Hurry! He definitely can't maintain this state for long!"
The Raider mercenaries thought that made a lot of sense, so they immediately raised their muzzles and fired wildly at Old Logan!
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat—!
Bullets poured onto Old Logan like a rainstorm, blood flowers burst open one after another, instantly riddling him with holes.
However, in the blink of an eye, those shocking bullet holes stopped bleeding, and the bullets were squeezed out of his body by his writhing muscles, clattering to the ground.
Within two or three seconds, all wounds had vanished without a trace, not even leaving a scar; he didn't look like he couldn't hold on at all.
At this, the Raider mercenaries' last shred of luck was shattered.
Old Logan didn't care what they were thinking; he unsheathed his sharp bone claws and charged into the crowd once again.
Gunshots and screams merged together.
In just over ten seconds, there were very few Raider mercenaries left standing; most had become corpses on the ground that were gradually turning cold, emitting a thick, bloody smell.
Watching Old Logan on his killing spree, Sander swallowed hard, quickly pulled a remote control device from his pocket, and pressed the button on it.
Meanwhile, at the back of an armored transport vehicle, the rear compartment door slowly opened, and a tall, sturdy figure jumped out from inside.
This person's face looked exactly like Old Logan's!
The difference was that he looked even younger than the current Old Logan, appearing just like Old Logan's son.
This person was named X-24.
You could tell from the name that, like Laura, he was an experimental product of the same Weapon X project, and both were created based on Old Logan's genes as a blueprint.
But the difference was that Laura was an experimental subject bred and grown from an embryo, while X-24 was a clone of Old Logan, possessing the exact same abilities as Old Logan, obeying the creator's orders, and was a thorough killing machine.
He was simply the perfect man Stryker had always dreamed of back in the day!
"Son of a b*tch!" Old Logan cursed fiercely. How many things had these bastards created using his genes? They were practically making him a whole family.
Wade muttered loudly, "Speaking of which, according to my origin story, I also have to thank Logan's genetic contribution for my Healing Factor. My body was infused with plenty of Logan's DNA. In a way, I guess Logan and I are blood-related."
Old Logan's eye twitched, and he pretended not to hear Wade's words.
He definitely didn't want to have anything to do with this idiot, especially a family relationship.
"Kill him!" After seeing X-24 appear, Sander immediately pointed at Old Logan and gave the order.
"Roar!!" Hearing the order, X-24 let out a roar, unsheathed six Adamantium Claws from between his fingers, and immediately lunged at Old Logan!
Looking at the face similar to his own, as well as those Adamantium Claws, Old Logan let out a cold snort from his nose. He crossed his six sharp bone claws in front of him, exerted force with his feet, and met him head-on without fear!
Two figures collided fiercely like wild beasts, and the muffled sound of sharp claws tearing through flesh and skin was incessant!
Both sides had given up on pointless defense and evasion, pouring all their strength into the most direct attacks. Amidst the flying claw shadows, hot blood constantly spurted from their bodies, splashing onto the scorching ground.
But in the very next second, their astonishing Healing Factor activated simultaneously. The muscles of their wounds writhed frantically, the blood stopped quickly, and the flesh and skin intertwined and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The two were like tireless killing machines, furiously pouring attacks onto each other's vital spots, trading injury for injury, blood for blood.
However, now that Old Logan had lost his Adamantium, his attack and defense were greatly weakened, and in a head-on clash, he was clearly at a disadvantage and soon fell behind.
However, his agility had increased significantly. Seeing that his stats couldn't overpower X-24, he picked up the combat skills he had honed over nearly two hundred years on countless edges of life and death, constantly attacking X-24's vulnerable spots.
Things like the Black Tiger Steals Heart, Monkey Steals the Peach, Sea Bottom Retrieval... they were almost all cheap moves, but they were undeniably very practical.
Especially the peaches below X-24, which had been hit by Old Logan more than a dozen times. His legs had subconsciously turned inward, directly self-learning the Wing Chun stance.
No choice; since X-24 was inlaid with metal everywhere, it hurt more to hit him, and only the peaches didn't contain a single bit of metal.
Although X-24 looked like an adult and had more chest hair than anyone, inside he was a baby that had just been born, even younger than Laura. Being beaten up like this by Old Logan, an old bastard who didn't play by the rules, he was almost about to cry from grievances.
Darian quipped, "Could the Old Wolf be jealous that this young wolf is young and has seven kidneys, while he is old and weak, so he intends to give the other party a sterilization package?"
Wade immediately perked up, nodding wildly in agreement, "It must be that! I told you, the Wolverine and X-Men series have filmed so many movies, the heroines have changed quite a few times, but I've never seen a little wolf cub come out and call him daddy. There's only Laura, that daughter without a mother. Now it seems the problem is very likely with Logan himself."
The two didn't think about lowering their volume at all, and Old Logan's face turned black as he listened.
Bullshit, his output function was working just fine!
After Old Logan's dozens of consecutive fatal hits to the bird, X-24 finally couldn't take it anymore. He knelt on the ground in pain, his Adamantium Claws retracted, and he curled up while covering himself below, just like a Husky yelping after being beaten by other dogs.
Seeing this scene, Sander cursed inwardly, "Damn it, the time is up!"
X-24 was, after all, an artificially bred clone, so compared to the original Old Logan, he was naturally weaker.
The most obvious area was the Healing Factor. Although the activity of X-24's Healing Factor was far beyond that of an ordinary person, there was still a huge gap compared to the healing speed of Old Logan at his peak.
To make up for this shortcoming, Sander equipped X-24 with a special enhanced serum.
This serum could greatly stimulate the biological repair potential in a short period, simulating a healing speed close to Logan's peak, but the effect could not last, required regular injections to maintain, and there was a certain risk of life-threatening danger if injected in excess.
And now, after the high-intensity war of attrition with Logan, the enhanced serum stored in X-24's body had been completely drained. Without the assistance of the enhanced serum, his healing speed dropped off a cliff.
Seeing that even X-24 couldn't be relied upon, Sander was completely panicked. His gaze scanned the surroundings in a fluster and finally locked onto the car where Darian and the others were.
Sander gave Donald a look, and the latter understood instantly. He secretly signaled to the remaining Raider mercenaries, and a few of them quietly approached the car, intending to capture the people inside as hostages to force Old Logan to surrender.
Darian noticed the intentions of these few people and almost laughed out loud.
Are you serious?
In this car, not to mention him, there were three Mutants alone.
Wade and Laura were both high-concentration Healing Factor users like Old Logan, with quite formidable combat power.
And the remaining Charles was even more terrifying. Under the healing of the Brain Gold supplement, he was no longer the weak old man with uncontrollable abilities from before, but had recovered to his peak state as the World's strongest telepath. That was thousands of times more terrifying than Old Logan at his peak!
They didn't choose to mess with Old Logan, the easy-difficulty elite monster outside, but instead insisted on being hard-headed and touching this hell-difficulty big BOSS.
Watching Donald and the others successfully approach and surround the car, a smile finally reappeared on Sander's face. He turned and shouted at Old Logan, "Mr. Howlett, look clearly, your companions are now in our hands. Stop and surrender immediately, otherwise they will suffer."
Upon hearing this, Old Logan turned his head to look at the car's position and was instantly stunned, not reacting.
Sander thought he was stunned, so he threatened even more smugly, "I know you are someone who cares very much about your companions. If you don't want your companions to get hurt, then behave and cooperate with us."
Old Logan curled his lip, revealing an expression that said, "Are you an idiot?", and couldn't even be bothered to reply.
"I'm not joking!" Sander emphasized his tone. Seeing Logan still not reacting at all, his face darkened, "Fine! Since you don't believe it, then I'll let you see for yourself! Donald, give them a taste of something!"
However, no one responded to his words.
Sander frowned, turned around, and said, "Donald, what are you do..."
His words came to an abrupt halt.
He saw Donald and his subordinate Raider mercenaries all aiming their guns at him.
Sander roared in disbelief, "Donald, what the hell are you doing!?"
Darian leisurely leaned half his body out of the car window and said cheerfully, "Sorry, actually they are undercover agents. Their true identity is the Predator mercenary group."
Sander: "..."
Old Logan looked past the dumbfounded Sander directly at Charles in the car and said in shock, "Charles, your ability..."
"You're not the only one who has recovered, Logan." Charles smiled slightly, his mouth not moving, but his voice reached Old Logan's mind.
Old Logan's pupils shrank, and he unconsciously smiled, feeling genuinely happy for his old friend. In this World, Charles was the only family he had left, so he naturally hoped the other party could live better.
"However, Charles, there's still a bit of a difference between us. The poison in my body has been solved, but your hair doesn't seem to have improved at all."
Charles: "..."