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Chapter 124 The Death of McCain, the Dust Settles

A cold wind howled in the night sky, and dust and mist filled the air.

Logan appeared and disappeared in the dust and mist, hovering in the air, his eyes flashing with a bright red light, and scorching heat gushing out.

He slowly lowered his head high in the sky, looking down at McCa in the canyon, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

McCain looked up in astonishment at Logan in the air, speechless with shock.

"You can even fly!"

He was so startled that he took a step back, his eyes filled with shock and his face with disbelief.

He thought he knew Logan very well, but now he realized that this guy had been hiding his strength all along!

The X gene that can resist the suppression of genetic modification, the terrifying rays, and the current ability to fly.

All that had happened tonight made McCa feel as if Logan was shrouded in a fog, completely unfathomable.

Logan felt completely unfamiliar to him at that moment.

"Hmph, I know a lot more, but unfortunately, you won't be able to see it."

Logan's tone was somber, his eyes blazing, his steel claws gleaming, and his eyes flashing crimson light.

Whoosh!

He turned in mid-air and suddenly flew towards McCain.

The wind howled, and Logan was so fast that he couldn't be seen with the naked eye. He pounced down, leaving only afterimages in the darkness.

"Fuck!"

McCa's pupils contracted sharply, his hands flashed with golden light, and he forcefully lifted them upwards.

Rumble!

The ground trembled again, and all the boulders seemed to come alive, surging and transforming into countless earth spikes that shot into the sky, attempting to block Logan's attack.

Logan focused intently, his eyes flashing among the spikes as he perfectly dodged each and every one of those terrifying spikes.

Seeing this, McCa gritted his teeth and released terrifying energy once again, causing golden light to surge wildly beneath the ground.

Rumble!

The ground rumbled incessantly, like the roar of a giant beast beneath the earth, a deep sound that stretched for miles.

Brush brush!

One after another, spikes rose into the air, their terrifying sharpness like thousands of arrows piercing towards Logan.

Logan, who was in the midst of the attack, snorted disdainfully upon seeing this.

Boom!

The heat vision was dazzling, and terrifying high temperatures swept across the entire canyon, with unparalleled power washing over the spikes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The moment the thermal vision made contact with the earth spikes, all of them were instantly and completely destroyed by this terrifying energy, turning into piles of shattered ashes that were swept up by the gale and scattered into the world as dust.

McCa stared in astonishment at the scene, his pupils flashing with horror.

By the time he realized what was happening, Logan had already destroyed all the spikes and rushed towards him in a blur.

He suddenly felt a gust of wind rush towards him, and when he came to his senses again, those terrifying scarlet eyes, as if they came from the depths of hell, were already close to him.

Logan raised his fist high, tensing all his muscles, and slammed it down heavily on McCain's head.

The iron fist, like a cannonball, descended with terrifying power. The powerful impact struck the air, creating a whooshing sound, like the whistling of a missile, before slamming heavily into McCain.

boom!

McCa's pupils dilated, his arms flashed with golden light, and an energy barrier appeared in front of him in time.

boom!

The fist landed on the barrier, and the solid golden barrier was instantly shattered by this terrifying punch, turning into bursts of golden light that scattered in the air.

A powerful impact swept out instantly, a hurricane-like storm raged, dust flew, and all the yellow sand was blown up, turning into a sandstorm that swept through the already chaotic canyon.

McCa was also thrown into the air by the unparalleled force of the impact. He flew through the air like a kite with a broken string, tracing an arc before crashing heavily onto the boulder behind him. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face contorted in pain.

"Cough cough cough..."

A violent coughing sound rang out in the dust and mist. McCa knelt on one knee, blood gushing from his mouth and dripping down his face. His pale face was contorted with pain as he tried to get up by holding onto the wall.

Whoosh!

However, a gust of wind came straight at him, and McCa looked up sharply to see Logan standing in front of him with bloodshot eyes.

Bang!

Before McCa could react, Logan had already raised his foot and kicked McCa hard.

A terrifying force swept over McCa, and the powerful burst of energy sent him flying again. He tumbled through the air before crashing to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Cough cough cough..."

In the distance, McCa coughed violently, struggling to get up from the ground. His face was deathly pale, his mouth was full of bright red blood, and he coughed up more blood.

He clutched his aching stomach, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, but his gaze remained fixed on Logan, and he gave a bitter, mocking laugh: "Logan, I underestimated you, cough!"

As he spoke, blood spurted from his mouth, and his breath was extremely weak.

Logan's strength tonight was indeed beyond his expectations. Even if he went all out, he would find it difficult to gain any advantage over this guy.

It can only be said that this guy has been hiding his true strength far too well. The strength he usually shows is less than one-tenth of his real strength!

For a moment, McCa was in a panic. He knew that if he continued to fight, he would definitely lose!

Even so, McCain's eyes still held a hint of mockery as he looked at Logan's figure, showing no fear whatsoever.

Logan is very strong, but I still have a backup plan to deal with him!

Logan snorted coldly, slowly approaching McCa, and shook his head, saying, "McCara, a guy like you doesn't deserve this kind of power."

McCa was surprised by his strength, and he was equally surprised by McCa's power.

This guy can actually manipulate the mountains on both sides of the canyon, treating it as his domain. Such terrifying strength is something I wouldn't be able to handle if I hadn't awakened other mutant abilities.

What Logan found most abhorrent was that McCain, despite possessing such terrifying power, chose to serve Hydra as their lackey, harming his own kind and becoming a heartless servant!

Such a traitor doesn't even deserve to be called a human being!

Logan clutched his stomach, his body shimmering with golden light as he used his mutant energy to control his injuries. After his wounds had healed slightly, he looked at Logan with a grim face and coldly said, "Don't try to sound so noble. We're all just trying to survive. You're willing to be a rat living a life of ignominy underground, but I'm not. Just you wait and see, mutants are completely hopeless!"

In his view, joining Hydra would make him stronger and give him a better chance of survival!

He never regretted this choice, even though it required betraying some of his own kind. He didn't care; in his eyes, all weak mutants were just insects!

Looking at the completely insane McCarthy, Logan sighed and shook his head. "This madman, die!"

After saying that, he flashed in front of McCain, and with a whoosh, his steel claws extended, the sharp claw blades gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Logan raised his steel claws high, their cold light flashing, and without hesitation, he slashed down hard at McCain's neck!

The steel claws slicing through the air with a hissing sound, and before the claws even struck, Maika felt a chill run down his neck.

Seeing the steel claws gleaming with light, McCa's expression suddenly changed. He took a step back, and golden light gathered in his palm, transforming into a round shield in front of him.

boom!

The steel claw struck the round shield, shattering it instantly. But just as Logan was about to strike again, the ground suddenly trembled violently.

A spike suddenly shot out from under Logan's feet, aiming straight for his chest.

Seeing this, Logan hurriedly withdrew his steel claws and slashed at the ground spikes.

With a snap, the spikes broke, but Mike had already taken advantage of Logan's distraction to throw a punch. The huge iron fist gleamed with golden light, and the light turned into spikes at the tip of the fist, stabbing fiercely towards Logan's chest.

Logan focused his gaze, sensing the terrifying energy contained within the golden light. That powerful aura, if it struck, could even completely destroy a boulder.

Unfortunately, McCain was clearly ungrateful, actually trying to engage Logan in close combat, which was simply showing off his limited skills in front of an expert!

Logan sidestepped the light fist and simultaneously raised his elbow, delivering a decisive elbow strike straight at McCain's chest.

Seeing this, McCa frowned and used his other hand, which was wrapped in golden light, to block Logan's elbow strike in front of his chest. However, he was still pushed back dozens of steps by Logan's terrifying strength before stopping. His already bad condition became even more miserable.

Seeing McCa's appearance, Logan snorted coldly and flashed to McCa's side again to continue his attack.

Although McCarthy was flustered, he was still able to hold on.

The two clashed in the dark canyon, the dull thuds of their fists colliding echoing through the valley.

Although the battle was ongoing, even someone who didn't know any of the moves could see that McCa was being completely overwhelmed by Logan.

After all, Logan has fought countless battles over the years, and his fighting skills are so good that even Steve would admit defeat. How could McCa possibly withstand him?

Moreover, his strength has been enhanced, and the power he can unleash is enough for him to easily lift tens of tons of objects. The impact of any punch he throws is no less than that of a car crashing at full speed.

It was clearly unwise for McCain to engage in close combat with Logan. If it weren't for his mutant abilities, which allowed him to sometimes unleash earth spikes and sometimes use a golden shield to defend himself, he would have died long ago under Logan's fists.

After struggling for several minutes, McCa finally couldn't take it anymore and was punched in the chest by Logan. In an instant, his chest caved in, and he flew backward heavily, crashing into a boulder behind him. After leaving a mark on the rock, he collapsed heavily to the ground.

"Cough cough cough!"

He kept coughing up blood, and the pain in his body twisted his face completely. He could feel that his ribs were basically all broken, and his internal organs were bleeding. His eyes were already somewhat glazed.

The physical pain forced him to use his mutant ability to control the broken bones back to their original positions and manipulate the broken wounds to heal them, which temporarily relieved his injuries.

Although his injuries could be healed by his mutant abilities, his strength could not be restored. He was already panting heavily, and he slowly stood up by supporting himself on a rock. His eyes were glazed as he stared at Logan, his features contorted in pain, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He couldn't help but clench his teeth tightly, as if he was raging with resentment.

Over the years, he has concealed his strength, trying his best not to make a move. Even when he does, he acts as if he is weak, all to mislead others and achieve a surprise effect.

But I never expected that I would stumble on this unexpected turn of events!

Logan was clearly hiding his true intentions much better than he had!

Click!

On the other side, Logan clenched his right fist, and his steel claws shot out with a whoosh.

The sharp, cold light flashed again in the dead of night, and the sharp claws gleamed brightly under the moonlight.

He stared intently at McCain, his steps steady, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he approached step by step.

Seeing this, McCa panicked completely, bracing himself against the rocks and retreating in terror.

Even though Logan was more than ten meters away from him, he could clearly feel the terrifying cold light on the steel claws, and the sharp claw blades could easily end his life!

"No, don't come any closer!"

McCa looked terrified and kept backing away, his eyes filled with the horror of seeing a ghost.

Logan snorted coldly at his appearance, quickened his pace without hesitation, and closed the distance between himself and McCa, his eyes growing increasingly murderous.

This time, he not only exposed his thermal vision but also his flight capabilities.

If Hydra knew that Wolverine had awakened so many abilities in his later years, they would definitely go crazy and hunt him down.

If that time really comes, I'm afraid I'll face unimaginable disaster, so how could I possibly let McCa go back?

Only the dead can keep their secrets hidden!

Seeing the overwhelming killing intent in Logan's eyes, Maika completely panicked, realizing that Logan had absolutely no intention of letting him go!

Seeing Logan close enough to raise his claws, in desperation, Maika shouted, "If you dare kill me, you'll never see Charles and Laura again!"

Upon hearing this, Logan paused slightly, his brow furrowing.

Seeing this, McCain suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, reverting to his arrogant demeanor, and snorted, "Right now, everyone on the farm is in Hydra's hands. If I can't get back, even if you take the goods back, you won't be able to get Charles and the others back. I advise you not to act rashly. My life is tied to the lives of over 130 people on the farm!"

He squinted at Logan, his smug expression returning to normal.

This is his last trump card: Charles and his associates, who are currently under the control of Hydra.

He knew very well what Logan cared about most; this guy valued his mutant companions exceptionally much.

Once you get those mutants under control, you can easily get Logan under control!

McCa squinted, as if his injuries weren't hurting so much anymore, and sneered, "Think about that guy Caliban. He's terrified of death. I heard he almost wet his pants the day he was captured. And Charles, tsk tsk tsk, an old man who was nearly a hundred years old. He was already living a very difficult life, hiding and running for half his life. Even after he died, his brain was dissected and studied. Tsk tsk tsk."

He struck a victorious pose, constantly mocking Logan, "Oh, and Laura and her friends too. I should tell you, those kids were incredibly brave that day, using the fighting techniques you taught them to fight back, and they actually caused some losses for our agents. But they should have grown up a bit more, hahaha!"

Logan clenched his fist slightly as he listened to McCain's words.

Seeing Logan's expression, Maika clearly thought he had already won and gave Logan a disdainful snort.

He didn't understand why someone so strong would place their hopes on such an ethereal emotion.

If it weren't for those so-called emotions, I might be dead by now.

And it was precisely because of those emotions that Logan, who was stronger than him, had no choice but to submit to him!

Just as McCain was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a whoosh, the sound of steel claws popping out.

McCain froze, staring at the steel claws, then at Logan's grim face. His smugness froze. "I'm telling you, don't mess around, or you'll risk your friend's life!"

"Hmph, foolish!"

Logan suddenly sneered and shook his head at McCain, as if looking at a fool.

"What do you mean?!"

McCain suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, a sense of unease washed over him, and a nameless panic gripped him. He instinctively took a step back.

Logan snorted and shook his head, saying, "Now that I've chosen to confront you, do you really think I'd leave any leverage over you?"

Upon hearing this, Maika's expression changed drastically. "What have you done?!"

Logan's gaze was icy. "Charles and the others have already been rescued. Everyone on the farm is safe and knows the whole story, including your identity as a villainous scoundrel!"

His previous conversation with Steve about the farm was about this very thing.

Knowing that McCain was likely a Hydra agent, he kept this backup plan in mind, having Steve help rescue Charles and the others.

The reason Logan had been faithfully carrying out the mission with McCain for so long, and only now was he finally revealing his true intentions, was to give Steve and the others ample time to carry out the rescue.

By this point in time, Charles and his group have probably already escaped completely.

After saying that, Logan stopped explaining and raised his steel claws high to slash down!

At this moment, McCain was utterly desperate, staring wide-eyed at Logan in disbelief, wondering what he was doing.

As the steel claws were about to strike, McCa gritted his teeth, suddenly raised his arms, and gripped Logan's wrists tightly.

Seeing that McCa still wanted to resist, Logan sneered and was about to raise his other hand to kill McCa.

hum! ! !

Golden light flashed in McCa's hands, and the energy metal in his body surged out wildly.

The next moment, Logan felt his wrist burning hot, as if someone was pouring molten iron at a thousand degrees Celsius on it.

He looked up sharply at his wrist and saw that the muscles in his arm were cracking!

The muscles in his arm looked as if they had been torn in half, with terrifying gaps appearing and blood gushing out.

Logan was startled and suddenly looked up at McCain.

He understood; McCain intended to inject energy into him to control his body and tear Logan apart!

At the same time, golden light entered Logan's body through McCain's hand, scattering throughout his limbs and bones.

Click!

A series of crisp sounds suddenly came from all parts of his body, followed by waves of tearing pain.

"hiss!"

The pain made Logan gasp. Looking down, he saw that his body was covered with countless wounds, as if he had been slowly tortured to death, with blood gushing out continuously!

It felt as if a force was constantly pumping air into my body, trying to burst me out completely!

McCa gripped Logan's wrist, gritting his teeth and tightening his grip, his eyes gleaming.

Looking at the dense wounds on Logan Zhoushe's body, a glint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

What kind of Wolverine is he? He's nothing special!

After saying that, he continued to exert his strength.

But gradually, his expression froze.

He overestimated his own strength and underestimated the adamantium in Logan's body!

Logan's adamantium skeleton is something he can't change at all!

Even in its most vulnerable spot, he couldn't deform it!

All he could do was keep tearing Logan's body apart!

The problem is, as long as Logan's body isn't torn in the slightest, his healing factor recovers a little bit, making it impossible to kill him completely!

McCa stared in horror at the scene unfolding before him.

Logan lowered his head and met his gaze with an icy expression.

Whoosh!

A cold glint flashed.

McCain's eyes widened as he stared at Logan.

The next moment, his head flew off, spun once in the air, and then crashed to the ground. He stared at his headless body on the ground, the light in his pupils gradually fading away.

puff!

Blood spurted from his neck, like a fountain, staining the sand red.

(End of this chapter)