"WTF? This… this is a mummy?!"
Thanks to Logan Howlett's timely reminder, Frank had escaped the area far away before the sinkhole appeared.
So now he had plenty of time to draw his weapon and deal with these sudden mummies.
"Die, you bastards…"
The hot-tempered Logan Howlett roared, and sharp [Adamantium Alloy Claws] popped out from between his fists, charging towards the two mummies that pounced on him.
Swish, swish, swish—
Cold light flashed.
The bodies of the two mummies were instantly torn apart and scattered all over the ground.
But before Logan Howlett could rush towards the other mummies, those limbs that had just scattered on the ground were reassembled under the traction of the decaying burial cloths that had come alive like spiritual snakes.
In the blink of an eye, they were restored to their original state.
Without even leaving a trace of the cuts just made.
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
What the hell?
No, could it be that I can't even kill a mummy now?
A little unconvinced, Logan Howlett once again waved his claws and smashed the two mummies to pieces…
However, the next second, the bizarre scene from before was staged again.
Although the combat power of these mummies was simply too weak.
The seemingly decayed burial cloths wrapped around them seemed to contain some kind of magical power, repeatedly "reviving" the destroyed mummies.
Logan Howlett's face almost turned green with anger when he saw this.
Good, good, good, melee combat is worse than a dog? You're really not giving me any face, are you?
Bang bang bang—
At this moment, Frank, who was slightly behind, pulled the trigger in succession, and several bullets wrapped in holy spiritual energy directly blasted all the mummies that pounced on him and Logan Howlett.
Even if some of the mummies could survive some remnants of limbs in the explosion.
They would immediately be burned into ashes by a holy spiritual flame.
In the face of the power of the [Emperor]'s blessing, those decaying burial cloths containing the power of curses, which could make the mummies "infinitely revive", ultimately had to be reduced to ashes!
"Logan, what the hell is going on…"
Frank held dual guns, unhurriedly shooting to solve the mummies that kept crawling out of the quicksand, while asking with some confusion: "What did you discover just now?!"
No, does it have to be so exaggerated?
Logan Howlett first looked at his sharp claws, then looked at the dual guns in Frank's hand that kept spitting fire, and finally looked at the mummies on the opposite side who had just crawled out of the sinkhole, were hit by bullets, and then directly burned into ashes, the expression management on his face almost lost control.
Damn it, isn't this a bit too bullying?
That's right, I'm old, but I'm not so bad that I can't even get on the field in this kind of low-end game, right?
Is the old era that belongs to our group of old guys really over, and there is no ship in the new era that can carry us?
And also… hey, Frank, are the bullets in your gun infinite?!
Logan Howlett's brows were filled with a strong look of resentment, and he glanced in a certain direction with a bitter face, and said:
"Actually, when the two of us first arrived here, I had already smelled the special scent emanating from that 'demigod'."
"The other party seemed to be monitoring every move here, so I didn't immediately remind you in order not to startle the snake… but I didn't expect that she would even have this trick!"
"Demigod? Are you talking about that… Razan that Sister Grady mentioned before?" Frank said with some surprise.
"That's right."
Logan Howlett nodded heavily, then pointed to the top of a distant building completely shrouded in darkness with his claws, and complained:
"It's just that that guy doesn't seem to want to take action personally, but has been shrinking there without coming over… presumably she is very confident in these mummies she summoned, right?"
In fact, if Frank, the "Old K, Big E double champion chosen one", wasn't present.
Even if Logan Howlett had already returned to his youthful state.
When facing these mummies with the ability of "infinite resurrection", in the end, there would only be one outcome: fleeing in panic.
After all, in his early years, Logan Howlett had relied on his own powerful self-healing ability to disgust many enemies when fighting against those powerful enemies.
As the saying goes—a toad jumps on the instep, it doesn't bite, it disgusts people!!
No matter who it is, when encountering a guy like this who can't be killed no matter how you hit him, they are bound to lose control of their expression management… of course, that also includes Logan Howlett himself.
But unfortunately, Frank, this "cheater", is present now.
So those mummies can only be reduced to useless cannon fodder.
"She shouldn't just be here to kill Sister Grady, I'm afraid she also wants to snatch back this special silver bullet made of silver coins from our hands!"
Frank keenly captured the enemy's true intention, but just as he was about to continue saying something, the sinkhole on the opposite side suddenly stopped sending out mummies, but instead spewed out a large black swarm of scarabs from the ground.
The scene was as spectacular and terrifying as a black fountain!
And these scarabs, the size of adult palms, immediately converged into a black ocean after landing, and swept towards the location where Frank and Logan Howlett were.
That speed was dozens of times faster than the mummies.
Whoosh—
Seeing this, Frank sheathed his dual guns with a downward stroke of his arm, and when he raised them again, he had already drawn his beloved [Basmu Armor M Combat Katana] from the scabbard at his waist.
After the blade was unsheathed, it immediately ignited with holy spiritual flames.
The surrounding cold air suddenly became hot.
Swish—
Whoosh—
Frank slashed through the air at the swarm of insects that was about to surge in front of him.
The holy spiritual flames instantly scorched all the undead creatures born from curses within two meters in front of Frank.
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
No, bro, does it have to be so outrageous, does the fire on your knife change color?
Logan Howlett was completely numb now.
The magical fighting methods that Frank showed in succession directly refreshed his cognition and made him fall into a state of self-doubt of "not being able to keep up with the times".
Good, good, good, you also want to dance… ah no, I would like to call you the special effects combat master!!
Frank seemed to notice the unusual change on Logan Howlett's face, and immediately gave the other party an encouraging look.
"You want to learn… didn't I tell you? You only need to offer absolute loyalty to the Boss, and you can also have this kind of power!!"
"…"
Logan Howlett's heart wavered for the first time.
As long as you offer absolute loyalty to that young ruler, you can obtain this kind of extraordinary power that can restrain… no, it should be said that it absolutely suppresses mysterious creatures?
This sounds like a sure-fire deal?
But will things really be as simple as Frank said?
However.
Before Logan Howlett could think too much, he heard Frank's exasperated curse from his side.
"Fu*k? How does this thing seem to be endless…"
Logan Howlett then looked towards the sound, only to see that with each wave of the "fire knife" in Frank's hand, the swarm of insects surging in front of the two would be instantly cleared.
But the next second, the swarm of insects behind would fearlessly follow suit and surge towards the two of them again.
They can't be killed, they simply can't be killed!!
The two could only resist the swarm of insects surging in front of them while constantly retreating backwards, looking for a way to get rid of the pursuit of this black scarab.
"Damn it, Frank, we're surrounded!!"
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The two hadn't retreated a few meters before Logan Howlett took the lead in stopping, because he found that the street opposite had been covered by black scarabs that had quietly detoured from both sides at some point.
The dense swarm of insects was constantly gathering towards the location where the two of them were in an organized and disciplined manner.
Obviously, these scarabs were being commanded by Razan, the [Night Jackal] who had not appeared in the distance, to be able to make such humanized actions.
Presumably, the other party saw that the mummies were not working on the two of them, so they switched to this undead creature comparable to the "Black Disaster"!
"Damn it, are we going to die here today?"
Logan Howlett was a little unsure whether his self-healing ability could still function normally when facing this kind of attack from the mysterious side.
I wonder if the [Subspace Group] will kick Charles out of the hospital if he can't complete the task smoothly?
Alas, it seems that I still can't get rid of this ominous fate in my later years…
"Logan, don't worry, the Boss will definitely not leave us alone!!"
Different from the negativity and frustration shown on Logan Howlett's face, seeing that he was in a desperate situation, Frank's face instead showed a bit of ease.
This scene made Logan Howlett look confused.
No, little brother, although I don't object to engaging in a set of personality cults.
But you should at least divide the time, right?
Right now, the two of us are already at death's door, how can you still be so obsessed?
Even if Mr. Carl Mala is so powerful, but there is a saying called "a whip is beyond reach", haven't you heard of it?
Maybe by the time he rushes here afterwards, the grass on the graves of the two of us will have already grown!
But my situation should be a little better than yours.
If those insects can't gnaw through the [Adamantium Alloy Skeleton] in my body, it may take a certain amount of time, maybe I can be resurrected!
But you…
Just as Logan Howlett was thinking about persuading Frank a few words before his death, a portal formed by burning fireworks appeared out of thin air in front of the two.
Immediately afterwards, Carl, wearing a gray checkered suit, standing upright, and with extraordinary bearing, walked out of the portal holding Wanda's boneless white little hand.
Σ(°△°|||)︴
Logan Howlett swallowed nervously, he never expected that Carl would really appear at this time in such a magical way.
Isn't this kind of boss too… too awesome?!
At this time, Frank standing beside him suddenly nudged him lightly with his elbow.
When he turned his head to look, he saw the other party raising his chin in the direction of Carl with a smug look, as if to say: See, I told you I was right, right?
Logan Howlett nodded with a complicated expression, and responded silently: Okay, I have to admit, you are right, that man… ah no, the Boss is indeed very awesome!
Unconsciously, this old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life, for the first time, felt a little sense of identity and belonging to an organization other than the [Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters].
He also saw in Carl the demeanor and courage of Professor X, who once devoted himself to saving the survival crisis of mutants…
Of course, what this young man has done is obviously much better than Professor X!
At least Carl behaved not as weakly as Professor X when dealing with the official and other forces… no, it should be said that he was extremely tough.
And this strong posture undoubtedly fits Logan Howlett's appetite.
Pa—
Carl glanced at the swarms of insects surging wildly like black tide all around, and raised his hand to snap his fingers lightly.
The next second, a powerful energy fluctuation, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, actually produced visible water-like ripples in the air, crushing towards the swarms of insects in all directions.
Logan Howlett: Σ(°△°|||)︴, good, good, good, you all play special effects, right?!
Boom boom boom—
Puff puff puff—
The black scarabs that surged from all directions suddenly exploded into streams of black smoky substance, and then disappeared.
However, in the distant sinkhole, a large swarm of insects was still constantly spewing out.
"There is no display of harvesting soul fragments, that is to say, these black scarabs are all pure magical creatures?"
Carl turned his head and glanced at the top of a distant building completely shrouded in darkness.
There was exactly the location where Logan Howlett had previously pointed out, where Razan, the [Night Jackal], was hiding.
He used the ability of [Mind Perception] to easily lock the other party's position.
But just as he was preparing to invade Razan's brain to see if there was any useful information, he was blocked by a mysterious force originating from the other party's bloodline.
"Yo ho, will the spirit of a demigod also be protected by that kind of power?"
A look of interested exploration suddenly appeared on Carl's face.
He was naturally no stranger to this mysterious power.
Because he had also felt a very similar power on Odin and Thor before.
Although Carl has always been unable to fully exert the full power of the [Mind Stone] due to the limitations of his own human physique.
However, this situation has been somewhat alleviated and improved after he obtained the [Reality Stone].
After all, the superposition of the two forces is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two… but a geometric increase!
Normally, with his current mental strength, he should have been more than capable of invading the mind of a "demigod."
The reason for the current situation is likely related to one of his previous conjectures.
That is, gods like Odin and Thor, in addition to their own powerful mental strength, are likely also protected and blessed by their respective [Pantheons].
Because Karl had secretly tested this during the [Greenwich Battle].
Apart from the two "orthodox gods," Odin and Thor, this phenomenon did not occur in any of the so-called [Asgardian Warriors] or the brave Asgardian soldiers!!
