Chapter 69 The Darkness of Rainfall and Wild Stream The chariot flew over Bruce's head and knocked Deathstroke away from him. The chariot landed and Logan stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The Spider Chariot, carrying the Deathstroke, roared towards the Red Skull. Deathstroke was almost furious. Why were there so many variables in such a simple task! He withstood the impact of the spider chariot and stuck his swords into the ground, trying to stop the chariot. But his swords were too sharp and cut through the ground easily without any slowing effect. Red Skull watched a chariot rushing towards him and instinctively dodged to the side. And Logan's target was not him. Logan slammed the steering wheel, causing the Spider-Chariot to stall and spin, and Deathstroke was thrown out. Then he leaned over and dragged the blood-stained Hawkeye back to the back seat. The Spider-Chariot roared back to Bruce.
Logan jumped out of the car, grabbed Bruce with one hand and Katoom with the other, and threw them onto the car. "Can you drive?" Logan shouted loudly with rain on his face. "I can!" Bruce responded just as loudly, "I learned that in Hawaii." "That's good. Take Hawkeye and leave here. Don't worry about any pursuers. You must escape!" Logan was extremely determined, "It doesn't matter if you lose Hawkeye at the critical moment, you have to survive!" "What about you?" Bruce asked loudly. "leave me alone!" Logan turned around and saw Deathstroke standing up again, his promethium armor leaving him unscathed. "I won't leave!" Bruce was still shouting behind him. He can't leave Logan here alone! "okay!" Logan turned around and said, "You belong to another world. There is no need to be buried with this world!" Bruce's face lost all expression at this statement. "how do you know……" "I knew it a long time ago. There's no way a child like you could exist in this rotten world!" Logan said loudly, "A pervert in a red tights came to me, and that's when I knew there were other universes! "Kid, go back to your world. Don't you still want to be a hero? You can only be a hero if you survive!" Bruce was speechless.
Tears flowed from his eyes and mixed with the rain. Logan's determination made him realize that the old man's decision could not be changed. At least rescue Hawkeye first. With such a mood, Bruce sat in the driver's seat and began to operate the vehicle in a hurry. Inadvertently, he touched the switch of the car audio. The rock music that Hawkeye had not finished playing before began to play, and at this moment, it was annoying to hear. Bruce stepped on the accelerator and the Spider-Man started. "Bye kiddo!" Logan didn't even look back and let Bruce go away. Professor X's last words rang in his ears: "Our world is about to be destroyed, but he will remember us." "Remember Laozi's story? That's fine too." Logan stood in the heavy rain, looking at Deathstroke and Red Skull not far away. "Sorry, this is a no-go zone." …… Bruce's mind was blank and he drove mechanically in the rain. Both he and Katum were soaked, but they still couldn't stop. He at least had to find a safe place and leave Hawkeye there. Hawkeye in the back seat had lost consciousness, his body stained with blood from the rain. Bruce wrapped the cloak Dumbledore had given him around him, hoping it would maintain his body temperature. Behind him, he heard the sound of car horns and a row of black cars were chasing him closely. They were Red Skull's military police. The Spider Chariot broke through the rain curtain, and the branches on the roadside danced wildly in the rain. "Katum!" Bruce yelled, "Give me the Dionysus Factor!" Hawkeye could hardly hold on any longer, and he couldn't just watch Hawkeye die. "No point, Bruce." Katum's voice was very low. "Even if you save him now, he will still die after the world is destroyed. The Dionysus factor cannot reverse it." "I don't care!" Bruce roared. A black car approached the Spider-Man, and Bruce slammed the steering wheel and used the car body to knock the car away. I don't know what happened to Logan. Bruce is now extremely anxious. Both Hawkeye and Logan are on the verge of death. At this time, the car stereo finished playing Hawkeye's rock music and started playing Logan's song. It was a very old song with lonely and painful lyrics.
"I hurt myself again today. “See if you are still conscious. "Concentrate on this pain, “It’s the only real thing.” Logan roared and rushed towards Deathstroke and Red Skull. He had been cut with countless wounds, but they healed quickly. When he realized what he was protecting, Logan was no longer confused. He is still that old man, but he dares to use his body to block the most dangerous enemies. "Don't chase that boy!!!" Logan hadn't fought in fifty years. Facing the most powerful mercenary, Deathstroke, he had almost no ability to fight back. Logan was knocked down again and again, but stood up again and again. "How can there be such a troublesome guy as you!" Deathstroke's patience was almost worn out. He did not hold back at all and wanted to kill Logan, who was in the way, as quickly as possible. But the result is that Logan's healing speed is getting faster and faster. Deathstroke didn't want to waste any more time. He clenched his swords, stabbed them into Logan's body, and then pulled them apart with force, almost cutting Logan in half. With a thud, Logan fell to the ground and never breathed again. Finally getting rid of this disgusting guy, Deathstroke put away his swords, then walked past Logan and wanted to chase Bruce. He was about to complete his mission, but then this guy popped up. wasting time! However, just after Deathstroke took a step, his ankle was suddenly grabbed by someone and he could no longer move forward. It was Logan who caught him. The old man fell in a pool of blood and said in a very weak voice: "No passing here..." He still said that he would never let Deathstroke catch up with Bruce. Logan is old and his life is coming to an end. The only thing he could do now was to use his old bones as firewood to light the flame of hope. "I don't even know what you're holding on to!" Deathstroke cursed.
What to insist on? He didn't know. But Bruce, that kid, said he wanted to be a hero. Logan laughed miserably, then coughed up mouthfuls of blood. "To set an example..." Logan said weakly. This is the spirit of heroes, passed down from generation to generation. Deathstroke took out a pistol from his waist, pulled the trigger, there was a flash of fire from the muzzle, and the bullet shot into Logan's brain. "example?" The death knell sneered, the era of idealism is dead and will never be revived. He turned his head and continued walking. But at this moment, a sharp pain came from under my feet. Deathstroke lowered his head and saw a steel claw prying open the gap between his leg armor and piercing his ankle deeply. "This is--" Deathstroke's pupils suddenly contracted. "what!!!!" The howl of a wolf, which had been silent for fifty years, sounded again between heaven and earth. Logan exerted force suddenly and pulled out the steel claws. Amidst the dripping blood, a burly figure stood up, the sound of metal friction was heard, and he stretched out another adamantium claw that had been sealed for fifty years. In the car stereo, Logan's song has come to an end. "If I could start over again, “Even if it’s thousands of miles away. "I will still be myself, “I found my path.” Logan crossed his claws to form an X shape. The bullet fired by Deathstroke just now killed an old man, but it also awakened the superhero that had been dormant in his body for fifty years. Logan is dead. Wolverine lives on. (End of this chapter)