Marvel Reverses Wolverine

"Your skin... is strong."

Click, click!

James held his head in his right hand and tucked it under his arm, standing firm.

His mouth opened and closed, but a sound came from the headless chest. He raised his hand and grabbed the head and put it back on the flat and severed neck, while staring at the part of Thanos' throat where the sharp claw had just been stabbed.

As soon as the cut of the decapitated head touched the neck, the skin, flesh and bones suddenly merged together as before. It shook twice, and a series of crackling sounds of the joints were heard.

"The Stranger is exciting, unlike the 'immortal' nature of Deathblade."

The light in the "Mad Titan's" eyes flashed away, and he spoke slowly with a calm expression.

Thanos' fingertips lightly touched the part where James had just tried to pierce with the bone blade, and he casually inserted the double-headed cleaver, which was as tall as a person, into the ground.

"It's hard to find someone who can fight me fairly. Just this body makes many enemies unable to damage me. You won the game just now."

James watched as Thanos held up the dark golden helmet with both hands and placed it on the tip of the standing sword.

The "Temple" that traversed the dome screen kept lowering ring-shaped ships from both wings, and the ships began to release a number of triangular pyramid-shaped blue-black fortresses.

Like spores, they hit the wasteland of Corbin from an altitude of more than a thousand meters, and then released a large number of various modified corps and war beasts, and the waves swept through the cities and settlements of Corbin.

The large space around Thanos was not disturbed, and the "Four Black Generals" stood aside from a distance. Seeing his master's action of raising his sword and taking off his helmet, the "Black Tongue Counselor" snorted and laughed strangely. He put his hands behind his back and looked sideways at General Deathblade and teased:

"Hey, it's also difficult to kill. I'm afraid you just fought for a long time and didn't find out what's really special about this human being."

The word "human" does not specifically refer to humans on earth in various civilizations in the universe. Several planetary races with similar shapes and certain genetic traits are all classified as "human" ethnic groups.

Kree, Asgardian, Xandarian, Zelhoubeli

Human beings are one of the largest ethnic groups among the countless intelligent civilizations in the universe.

General Deathblade and his wife, Proxima Centauri, who is also one of the leaders of the Dark Order, looked at their master Thanos with complex expressions as he began to relax, and vaguely guessed something.

The two ignored the strange teasing voice from Ebony Throat, and leaned closer to each other to whisper.

James saw Thanos slowly sitting on a flat boulder next to him. He raised his hand and scratched his chin covered with strong beards with a bone blade. He suddenly put away the sharp claws of his hands, folded his arms and asked roughly:

"Are all Titans as rough-skinned and fleshy as you?"

Thanos raised his eyebrows slightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead bulged. He looked like an old farmer who was reminded of the past, sitting on the ridge of the field recalling the past of his childhood.

It can be seen that although the fighting state just now was short-lived, in the words of the Dark Order, the supreme and great Lord Thanos has been "pleased".

"The innate talents of the Eternal Titans are indeed extraordinary, but I am an alien. My people are actually closer to you. Stranger, have I ever slaughtered your compatriots? Why are you my enemy?"

Thanos's slow whisper had the power to stop all the noise around him.

He took out another purple-wrapped Shia Imperial tobacco from the inside of the light armor. James hesitantly raised his eyebrows and shook it at Thanos. Seeing that the last Titan shook his head in astonishment, he moved closer to him. The fire source, which was ignited by the artillery fire, took two puffs.

"Your people destroyed my spaceship, that's all."

James waved his finger and pointed at the distance that was no longer burning. It had changed from a bright white shell to a broken and melted black metal mass. He continued with an unhappy expression:

"I accepted a commission, and the ship also belongs to the employer."

Thanos nodded slowly, and the "Mad Titan" looked at the man who was surrounded by the Dark Order's army and could still relax and smoke in front of him with a somewhat abnormal patience.

"Accept the commission? Are you a bounty hunter or mercenary? Can you tell me your employer and mission?"

"Khutanya Tivan, a neurotic collector, is looking for a stone."

The long purple smoke exhaled from the mouth condensed into a straight arrow shape, and it still gathered and did not disperse after being exhaled seven or eight meters away.

James made it clear in a few casual sentences without hesitation, very much like an interstellar hunter with little secrecy or contract spirit.

He walked casually to Thanos, raised his hand and tapped the double-headed chopper that was as tall as himself with his knuckles, making an urn-sounding sound. He rubbed the blade of the broadsword with his fingertips, as if he had an instinctive preference. The warrior with weapons sat beside Thanos without a care in the world.

"Well, the Collector, I know him. He is a very ancient group of people. Stranger, your hiring mission cannot be completed. That stone is also what I am looking for."

"You are outnumbered, and I can't kill you. A big fist is the truth, understand."

James bit his cigar and nodded indifferently. Before he could say anything more, Thanos stood up with his hands on his knees, grabbed his helmet, and continued condescendingly:

"Since you are a bounty hunter, do you accept my employment as a combat instructor for my two daughters?"

"What price can I pay to hire you?"

James Howlett rubbed his chin and hesitated, looking left and right at the army of the Dark Order that was spreading all over the place, and then looked up at the huge starship Temple, as if he was considering the appropriate price.

"Any price you can imagine, even if it's the ownership of a few planets, at least I have the ability to extend your life."

Thanos looked into James's eyes and said in a deep voice, "You are about to die. Compared to your powerful self-healing ability, you are almost a mortal with only three days left to live."

With his back to the Black Glory General, he raised his hand and hooked his fingertips. The strategist's confidant, Ebony Throat, suddenly floated up with his feet, floating quickly against the wasteland.

Thanos did not need to wait for James's response. He turned around and walked towards the temple with an indifferent expression, and whispered to Ebony Maw: "When Gamora and Nebula come back, let them meet their new teacher."

"Give me a bigger spaceship. Also, I won't salute you like that 'Skinny Gunhead'."

"Can."

James spoke in a deep voice towards Thanos's leaving back. When he saw the "Mad Titan" leaving a word without looking back, his eyes flickered with unknown meaning.

"Lord Thanos's two daughters have always had a habit."

The ebony throat slowly floated around James in circles. His noseless face was narrowly wrinkled. His eyes were fixed on this strange human being who was valued and recruited by his master, and he whispered hoarsely:

"After they learn every combat skill, they will use the opponent's best thing to kill them to verify their learning results. Hum~ But as for you, it depends on when Your Highness Gamora will find the way to kill you. There’s a way.”

The black-tongued counselor's cold eyes finally came close to James's face, and after leaving his last words, he suddenly turned around and fled far away.

In the wasteland, all the Corbin urban settlements where the Horse-Faced Thunder God is located have been captured by the Dark Order. Armored legionnaires and six-armed, crawling black monsters are pushing the Corbins out of the ground. out.

They crowded into the land that was dotted by the flames of war. It was no longer just desolate plains and dry hills. Although they were panicked, the tragic and tragic scene they imagined did not appear.

The Corbins even looked around with a bit of curiosity, perhaps already wondering whether this group of the most powerful invaders they had ever seen in their lives planned to select the strongest individuals among them and sell them as slaves.

"Beta Bill, wake up."

James roughly checked the injuries on Horse Faced Thunder God, then dragged his shoulders to sit up.

He was thrown in front of Thanos as a trophy by Black Dwarf. He was not ordered to be killed or imprisoned. He was just left like useless garbage in the wasteland below the Temple without care.

"Listen, take your relatives and leave. I want a boat. Go further. Don't stay here."

"Mr. Logan, cough!"

Ma Mian's chest heaved violently, and his long and narrow mouth couldn't help vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood. He supported his body and sat up. The wound that was cut almost entirely across his chest was no longer bleeding, and the huge wound as wide as a palm had scabbed over.

"The Corbin people have long been accustomed to this kind of experience. Conquerors always have the purpose of conquering. This is our hometown. More people will stay, and the strong ones will be led to a broader road of destiny. "

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James sighed helplessly. The universe is so big that any kind of civilization or race can appear.

These Corbin natives even regard the behavior of invading planets from time to time and coming here to plunder people as a way to "find jobs"!

"Most people in this world have power or strength and wealth as their ultimate goal, but Thanos is different. He will kill half of the life on this planet, but he has no intention of you. This is the only chance to leave. , you decide for yourself.”

After finally walking together, James left a warning to Beta Bill, patted his shoulder gently and stood up to leave.

He strode alone towards the Temple where Thanos was.

As early as after learning the truth about this world, James had thought about the meeting with this Titan survivor countless times in his mind.

In the memory of his previous life, he didn't know much about this fantasy universe, but after being popularized by the information about the fragments around him for a long time, he also knew that there would eventually be an overlord who collected the six Infinity Stones, and finally conquered the entire universe in order to fulfill his "destiny". His life was wiped out with a crisp sound.

James believes that a group of people will eventually defeat Thanos and save everything in some way.

But he couldn't be like the Corbyns and leave his fate in his hands. And James always firmly believes that no matter what the final result is, if you want to undo Thanos' actions, you will have to pay other additional prices.

That "snap of fingers" must never happen.

The dark blue beam of light shooting down from the Temple engulfed James' figure. He looked up at the dark, abyss-like entrance of the spacecraft and disappeared in an instant.

If the river of destiny is always winding and winding, making people confused and helpless, then compared to the gloomy planet thousands of light years away, at least James Howlett still holds the oar in his hand and angrily fights the waves of the same river. Fight.

"You're awake, but I haven't decided yet whether to let you continue to live."

Thor Odinson vigorously shook his frozen, dull head, but his head seemed to be filled with water, and he felt even more bloated and dizzy after shaking.

His body was completely frozen on the rugged stone wall by a thick layer of ice. The quiet cave was so shadowy that it was difficult to see clearly. A pair of eyes with a dark red halo appeared in front of Thor.

"Loki? Where am I?"

Thor took a deep breath, and the dizziness that had just come to his mind quickly subsided. He tried to move his body, but he couldn't move at all because of his physical weakness or being frozen by the power of the ice treasure box.

"Jotunheim, the world of ice giants hahaha. My world."

Loki's complexion and exposed blue skin are already the same as those of the Frost Giant, and his pair of dark red eyes are even more eerie.

Coupled with his playful laughter, he was just a "demon" compared to the handsome and majestic Second Prince of Immortal Palace not long ago.

".Our sister, no! Your sister. Isn't it uncomfortable to bear the black sword manifested by her divine power? The black energy on your chest gradually dissipated after many days. Well~ I shouldn't be able to resist it. ."

Loki pointed at the four corners of the cave, and a few clusters of dim magic light illuminated the frost giant that could easily accommodate a house as tall as a house. Thor saw clearly what his brother looked like at this moment. Not only did his appearance change drastically, he even " Has grown tall"?

"Loki, put me down! I want to go back to Asgard. Mother, Heimdall and the others are still there-"

"——I'm not worried about them. Tsk tsk, when can you use your brain? What Hela wants is the throne, power, and conquest! I don't think the so-called 'goddess of death' is pure. She is not truly bloodthirsty. "

Loki hugged the back of his head and sat back on a couch made of ice. He interrupted Thor's rough roar, crossed his legs and looked at his brother who was suspended by his own ice, grinning inexplicably with joy. .

"Return to Asgard? What do you plan to rely on to win? Hela's power is no longer weaker than Odin. I can even feel the rune magic power that continues to expand when she steps into the divine realm. Hum, maybe Heim Dar has pledged his allegiance to the new king, if you don’t believe me, why don’t you try calling him?”

Every word Loki said made Thor's breath grow heavier. He roared, his cheeks turned red, and the thick ice on his body began to crackle and create lines.

The blue ice treasure box once again appeared in the palm of his hand. Loki rolled his eyes and blasted the ice waterfall towards Thor again until he turned into a huge ice lump like a hill. He no longer had the strength to struggle and resist. He smiled and stopped.

"You can stay in Jotunheim, but Asgard is my home! No matter whether I can defeat Hela or not, I won't hesitate to face her and die on the Rainbow Bridge!"

Thor's loud shout made Loki's face turn completely cold, making him look more like an emotionless ice giant.

He stood up abruptly, hooked his fingertips on the handle of the treasure box and came close to Thor's face, and said coldly:

"Yes, you are right. It is your home there, not mine. So. I have two choices. Give you to my blood father to please the Ice Giant King Laufei, or simply I will hand you over to Hela and get a powerful ally to conquer the nine realms and even more distant galaxies with her."

Thor's cheek was so cold that he was so close to him. He could feel that Loki, who had reawakened the power of the frost giant, was exuding extremely low temperature all the time. That completely unfamiliar face said word by word:

"Tell me, Thor Odinson, how should I choose?"