Batman's Owl Godfather

The chariot leaped over Bruce's head, knocking Deathstroke away from him. The chariot landed on the ground, and Logan stepped on the accelerator to the floor.

The spider chariot roared towards the Red Skull with the death knell on its head.

Deathstroke was almost furious. Why were there so many variables in such a simple task?

He endured the impact of the spider chariot and stuck his swords on the ground, trying to stop the chariot.

But his swords were so sharp that they easily cut through the ground without slowing down the attack.

The Red Skull watched helplessly as a chariot rushed toward him, and he instinctively ducked aside.

And Logan's target was not him in the first place.

Logan turned the steering wheel hard, causing the Spider Chariot to stall and spin, and Deathstroke was thrown away.

Then he leaned out and grabbed the bloody Hawkeye back into the back seat.

The Spider Chariot roared back to Bruce.

Logan jumped out of the car, grabbed Bruce with one hand and Katum with the other, and threw them into the car.

"Can you drive?"

Logan shouted loudly with rain on his face.

"I can!"

Bruce responded equally loudly, "I studied in Hawaii."

"That's good, you take Hawkeye and leave here, don't worry about any pursuers, you must escape!"

Logan was extremely decisive, "It doesn't matter if you throw away Hawkeye at the critical moment, you have to survive!"

"What about you?" Bruce asked loudly.

"Leave me alone!"

Logan turned around, Deathstroke had stood up again, his promethium metal armor leaving him unscathed.

"I'm not leaving!" Bruce was still shouting from behind.

He couldn'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!"

Those words caused all expression to drain from Bruce's face.

"How do you know..."

"I've known for a long time that children like you can't exist in this rotten world!"

Logan said loudly, "When a pervert in red tights came to me, I knew then that there was another universe!

"Child, go back to your world. Don't you still want to be a hero? You can be a hero only by living!"

Bruce was speechless.

Tears flowed from his eyes, mixing with the rain.

Logan's determination made him understand that the old man's decision could not be changed.

At least get Hawkeye out first.

With such a mood, Bruce got into the driver's seat and hurriedly started to control the vehicle. Inadvertently, he touched the switch of the car audio.

The rock music that Hawkeye had not finished playing began to play, and at this moment, it was disturbing to hear it.

Bruce stepped on the accelerator and the Spider Chariot started.

"Goodbye kid!"

Logan didn't look back and let Bruce go away.

Professor X's last words rang in his ears - "Our world will be destroyed, but he will remember us."

"Remember my story? That's okay too."

Logan stood upright in the rainstorm, looking at Deathstroke and the Red Skull not far away.

"Sorry, this is closed to traffic."

…

Bruce's mind went blank, and he drove the car mechanically in the rain.

Both he and Katum were soaked in the rain, but they still couldn't stop. He at least wanted to find a safe place to put Hawkeye there.

Hawkeye in the back seat had lost consciousness, and the blood on his body was soaked in rain.

Bruce wrapped the cloak that Dumbledore had given him around him, hoping to maintain his body temperature.

The whine of the car horn came from behind, and a row of black cars were chasing after them. They were the military police of the Red Skull.

The spider chariot broke through the rain, and the branches on the roadside danced wildly in the rain.

"Katum!" Bruce shouted, "Give me the Dionysian factor!"

Hawkeye couldn't hold on any longer, and he couldn't just watch Hawkeye die.

"No point, Bruce."

Katum's voice was deep, "Even if you revive him now, he will still die after the world is destroyed, and the Dionysus factor cannot be reversed."

"I don't care!" Bruce roared.

A black car approached the Spider Chariot. Bruce turned the steering wheel and knocked the car away with the body.

I wonder how Logan is doing.

Bruce is so anxious now that 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’re still conscious.

"Concentrate and feel the pain,

"The only thing that's real."

Logan roared and rushed towards Deathstroke and Red Skull.

He had numerous cuts on his body, but they healed quickly.

When he again knew what he wanted to protect, Logan was no longer confused.

He is still the twilight old man, but he dares to use his body to block the most dangerous enemy.

"Don't go after that boy!!!"

Logan hasn't fought in fifty years.

Facing the most powerful mercenary, Deathstroke, he was almost powerless to fight back.

Logan was knocked down time and time again, but stood up again and again.

"Why is there such a troublesome guy like you!"

Deathstroke's patience was almost worn out.

He didn't hold anything back and wanted to kill the obstructive Logan as quickly as possible.

But the result in exchange is that Logan's self-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 separated them with force. Logan was almost cut in half.

With a plop, Logan fell to the ground and stopped breathing.

Finally, this disgusting guy was dealt with. Deathstroke put away his swords, walked past Logan, and wanted to chase Bruce.

His mission could have been completed, but such a guy popped up.

Waste of 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 passage here..."

He still said that he would never let Deathstroke catch up with Bruce.

Logan is old and his life is about to end.

The only thing he can do now is to use his old bones as firewood to ignite the flame of hope.

"I don't know what you are insisting on!" Deathstroke cursed.

What to insist on? He didn't know either.

But Bruce, that kid, said he wanted to be a hero.

Logan laughed miserably, then coughed up blood.

"To be a role model..." Logan said weakly.

The spirit of heroes is like this, passed down from generation to generation.

Death Bell took out a pistol from his waist, pulled the trigger, and the muzzle flashed, and the bullet shot into Logan's brain.

"Role model?"

Death Bell sneered, the era of idealism is dead, and it will never be rekindled again.

He turned his head and continued to move forward.

But at this moment, a sharp pain came from under his feet.

Death Bell lowered his head, but saw a steel claw prying open the gap between his leg armor and deeply piercing his ankle.

"This is-"

Death Bell's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Ah!!!!"

A wolf howl that had been silent for fifty years sounded again between heaven and earth.

Logan suddenly exerted force and pulled out the steel claw.

In the dripping blood, a burly body stood up, the sound of metal friction sounded, and he stretched out another adamantium steel 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,

"Even if I was thousands of miles away.

"I would still be myself,

"Find my way to seek."

Logan crossed his claws to form an X shape.

The bullet from Deathstroke just now killed an old man, but awakened the superhero in him who had been dormant for fifty years.

Logan is dead.

Wolverine lives forever.