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"Cough cough cough Fuck!"
Scott·Summers carefully inhaled the hot sulfur-smelling air, which traveled from his throat to his lungs. The burning pain like needles made him clearly feel the outline of his bronchi and lung lobes.
I remembered that a few months ago, when I finally reached the age to drink, at the college party, Scott ignorantly took two sips of some kind of oriental liquor that Master "Nightcrawler" secretly brought from home.
The "fire" slid down, and it was as if one could see the esophagus and stomach pouch, which was exactly the same as the feeling at the moment.
"Hoo boy, this goddamn place is really no place for people to live in!"
He hurriedly flipped his hands and buckled a semi-curved blue-black metal mask back to his mouth and nose. The bubble-shaped ice-blue energy mesh quickly covered his head, and was paired with the special eyepieces of "Cyclops". Although Scott·Summers didn't like it here, he felt that he looked very cool when he was wearing armor at this moment.
"It's very humorous Summers. This is 'hell', and it is indeed not a place for humans."
"Colossus" Peter·Rasputin is nearly two meters three, with a silver-gray metal body standing in front of it like an iron tower.
Compared to the fully armed Scott, Peter only wore a special tactical vest, hung two giant axes behind his back, held his arms as thick as an ordinary person's waist, and spoke in a slow and muffled voice.
He still spoke with a Russian accent, and in such a harsh environment, he did not need to wear any air conversion or life-support equipment. His deep voice sounded like it was hitting a copper bell, and his eyes, which were also transformed into organic metal materials, stared at this world where humans could hardly survive.
The blood-red sky is covered with lead-black clouds formed by thick smoke, and the bare, dim wasteland is vast and boundless, with no edges visible.
But the earth is like burned earth bricks, and the broken cracks are like the densely packed dry mouths of countless people, murmuring and wailing, and black gas like gunpowder smoke is emitted from time to time.
Everywhere visible to the naked eye is a dead wilderness. Occasionally, a few black and red plants with snarling teeth and claws emerge from the cracks of the hot stones that are emitting white smoke. When you touch it with your hand, there will be a hole, like a thorn.
The blood stains hanging on it were sucked up in an instant, causing the strange thorn bush to tremble with a refreshing rustle.
Poof!
Blue-black smoke burst out, and "Nightcrawler" who became stronger and taller teleported. Like Colossus, Kurt does not need special equipment to survive in the dangerous environment of "Hell Dimension".
The demon Mutants Azazel family can naturally adapt to this hellish world full of fire, lava and sulfur, which to some extent confirms their nickname of "Devils".
"Hey! It's coming soon. 'Little Hen' and I have a big one this time!"
Kurt bared his fangs and pulled out the two Adamantium daggers on his back, and danced out two shining sword flowers, making Scott next to him look jealous, even though his eyes were always glowing red.
Little Mr. Summers has been in desperate need of "Wolf Gold" recently, and has been trying to save up his merits to buy a pair of Cyclops mirrors made by Adamantium, but his stingy brother has always spent nothing.
With no way to borrow money, Scott worked hard to make enough money in this round of "hunting ground".
Thousands of meters away, the top of a red mountain peak that looked like a devil's horn exploded with a burst of gravel and dust, and a silver-gray figure like an arrow flew out.
Spreading its wings with a swish, the shadow twisted around and chopped off several bat-like Hell Demon, spraying out a splash of black and red stinking blood and broken flesh.
Warren·Worthington slowly flapped its wings and hovered for a moment on the top of the mountain, clasping its legs together and raising its head, as if deliberately posing.
A pair of wingspans of nearly six meters, like metal wings made of extraordinary technology, are still dazzling under the dark red dome.
"Iron Wings" has an edge like a knife and a wing tip like a spear.
Not only are they thicker, longer and wider than the previous feather wings, these metal-like wings are more than ten times heavier, but looking at Warren's agility and gracefulness as it tosses and turns in mid-air, and its flight acceleration that can easily break the sound barrier, it seems that it is more relaxed and comfortable than before.
Several more Vulture-like demons with cuticle scales flew up. Warren suddenly fluttered its wings in mid-air, stopped and retreated, dodged behind the monster and slashed down diagonally. A pair of wings actually produced the unique cutting Jing Qi and punching charm of "Lie-Sun Fist".
Between the two flapping wings, several ferocious bald heads fell down, and the mountain peaks behind Warren rumbled and trembled layer by layer.
From the jumbled stone crevices at the foot of the mountain, there is also a huge cave halfway up the mountain. Countless Hellish Lesser Demons with their long tongues stretched out and the lowest ones on all fours surge out like a tide. They rush out screaming and screaming!
In the wasteland of hell, there was a violent vibration like thousands of horses silencing together.
"Kurt You are just a fucking shameless devil! You poked the 'honeycomb' without even farting, you just ran away without a trace, Shete! I was almost trapped in it!"
Warren As soon as he folded his wings and landed on the ground, he opened his mouth to curse. His rough and savage words were very different from the proud and reserved aristocratic young master a few years ago.
He also wears the same style half mask as Scott, but the color is consistent with the wings on his back and the silver-gray combat armor. It is different from most blue-black family standard equipment, and looks more heroic and handsome.
I heard that this is the style that Master Worthington III specially went to the equipment department of "Wolf Nest" to design and modify it. I have to admit that no one can put more thought into the appearance than him.
Kurt licked his fangs, narrowed his eyes into two shallow crescents on his indigo face, and chuckled.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, who made our young master Warren now 'Archangel'! As the first big brother among the brothers to evolve twice, and he has received the secret teaching from my grandfather, hehe. It's just a devil's cave, isn't it just for you to fight in and out?"
"I, he, huh, you kid, ahem, you still have some discernment."
After being praised a few times, Warren raised his chest high again and fiddled with a few strands of blond hair in an exaggerated manner. His handsome face was as tight as the one depicted in a religious scroll, and he suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to raise.
After more than three years of training at Wolf Pack, the dozens of hideous scars left on his cheeks and body disappeared after the second mutation of Warren·Worthington into "Archangel".
The alloy wings sprouted from the back again, with a stronger body stimulated by the training of Killing Technique and the invisible Jing Qi, with a certain self-healing ability.
Little Warren is no longer the useless crane tail that he was in the Superhuman Academy.
Ignoring the laughter, scolding and teasing of the people behind him, Colossus still stood at the front of the four-person team with a calm expression, waiting for the impact of "Demon Tide" without fear.
Peter·Rasputin has always been taciturn, and usually doesn't like to chat with others, but he is indeed the favorite candidate for team formation in all departments of the college and family. He is inexplicably popular among the Sirius Legion.
Under "Horn Mountain", a certain great demon in the "Limbo" dimension, there are nearly a hundred groups of the Howlett Family teams scattered across the vast blazing wasteland.
Teams of people formed a vague, echoing, net-like formation, waiting for the massive numbers of hellish creatures to emerge after being enraged.
"Archangel" Warren fluttered its wings and looked at the undulating group of lemure demons below from a high altitude. Black, red, and pale various low-level hell creatures and advanced beast-shaped or human-shaped mature demons rushed towards them.
Once there are more than ten thousand people, there is no limit.
A large demon lair second only to Lord Hell Dimension, with an army of more than tens of thousands of demons. Compared to the Sirius Legion's team of only a few thousand people, this is a battle with a disparity between the enemy and ourselves that is ten times greater than our own.
James·Howlett sat on the severed head of Hell Demon Dragon at the rear of the legion. The hill-like black and red evil dragon's head, flat bone agglomerates and a circle of spikes several meters high formed a natural "throne".
Wearing Vibranium fish-scale slim-fitting black armor and a large red-edged cloak, his dark eyes looked down at the upcoming battle.
James put his right fist against his cheek and remained silent without saying a word, but there was a harsh teasing and complaining sound from beside him.
"Tsk Old Peter guys, they've been sleeping for so long that they're really suffocating their eyes. As soon as 'Winter of the Wolf' started, in the past two years, large and small legions have been training, as long as they go to the battlefield for actual combat, they have never been willing to fall behind. Hey! Such a big man, he has to 'grab heads' with some kids."
Azazel There was no formal chair leaning against the bone spurs on the dragon's head. Seeing Erik·Lehnsherr, the only one on the other side of the throne who was qualified to answer the question, did not say a word. He smacked his mouth a few times in a bored manner, and his little idea of going up and killing him for a while also came to nothing.
In recent years, Sirius Legion's training affairs have been personally taken care of by James, which makes it a lot easier for him and Erik.
After War of Apocalypse passed, James ordered the establishment of a real extraordinary army in addition to the family's Wolf Pack team and "Order Whip", named "Sirius".
It is different from the old "Wolf Pack" who is responsible for the Howlett Family and the group's industrial safety protection and special affairs, and the Order violent organization that is officially in charge of professors Steve·Rogers and Charles.
"Sirius Legion" not only mobilized the family's most cutting-edge equipment, weapons and resources, but also selected and invited elites from the two major organizations and Academy of the Extraordinary from all over the country to join, creating the most powerful armed force on the planet.
Before the Kree incident, the Legion had been secretly organized and trained by Red Devil and Magneto.
Today, they finally understood why their father wanted to expand the army aggressively and resort to force even though he already had the overall situation under control.
"Sirius Legion" is only born for interstellar attack!
Further back, there are two men with different temperaments wearing light armor, looking like "Red Flower Double Staff", standing proudly behind the throne, eager to try with fighting intent in their eyes.
"Focus on the effectiveness of young people's small team combat. The Winter Wolf team's energy weapons and cold weapon hand-to-hand combat formations are very mature. With these old guys equipped with new equipment, they can play better than the younger generations."
James sat upright slightly, chuckled and said loudly.
In the distance, the war begins.
Bang!
A demon that was originally running with two hooves gradually lowered its body, and its curved horns resembled those of a ram. The demon's limbs touched the ground and hit Colossus like a rock.
Until he rushed closer, Peter, who was silent and motionless, finally let go of his arms, spread out his two palms as big as cattail leaf fans, and suddenly struck together!
What a huge demon head that rushed up. It was smashed into pieces of watermelon and then suddenly fell to its knees. The headless neck cavity was as thick as a bucket, and blood spurted out, washing Colossus's whole body with hot black and red liquid.
He was like a rock that had stood firm for thousands of years in the huge waves. He roared and topped the dozen Hell Demon that rushed at him at the same time.
Let them continue to climb up and bite madly, and soon wrap themselves into a hill.
He grabbed the two single-edged giant axes behind his back, which could only be held by ordinary people's hands, and twisted them with great force into a metal storm, instantly cutting out a large area of corpses.
Colossus paired with Vibranium double axe, is currently the top three super "tank" in the entire legion in hand-to-hand combat!
Peter, who was in the front, cut a corner of the gap in the demonic wave. Behind him, "Cyclops" Scott touched his forehead, and his eyes released the fiery ruby-colored laser Havok. They swept away the enemies in front of them one by one, and countless severed limbs were thrown up.
On the blood-red sky, Warren attracted a large number of flying demons to bite. In addition to the alloy wings of Jing Qi, which were all over the killing knives, cutting the approaching enemies like two knives, he also held a "Wolf Fang" type three energy firearm in his arms, firing from a long distance.
The vast majority of the Sirius Legion warriors are fighting on the ground, and there are only a few Mutantss that can fly like "Archangel" in the air. However, there are more and more Hell Demons that crash and fall almost simultaneously, or Hell Demons that look like vultures and bats.
The overclocking teleportation of Kurt·Howlett greatly eased the air combat pressure of the legion. The teleportation strobe trick originally named by Azazel with an exaggerated name - "Lingering Eye" was learned ten times ten by the young "Nightcrawler".
Hundreds of blue-black figures with long tails appeared in the onlookers' retinas almost simultaneously. Kurt raised the butcher knife in his hand and chopped off the heads of more than seventy demonic creatures in just one second.
More eight or nine Mutants mobile squads, and dozens of Winter Wolf battle groups fought in the "Devil Sea" without retreating.
With only 3,000 people, "Sirius Legion" withstood nearly 100,000 hell creatures, and even faintly advanced the battle formation.
The positions with the greatest pressure in the center are all the older generation Winter Wolf warrior wearing heavy armor, equipped with energy firearms and Vibranium cold weapons.
These "Martial Idiots" who chose to freeze themselves at their peak were fathers and sons and brothers from generation to generation who joined the battle together and became the core military formation that blocked the largest number of enemy troops.
Thousands of icy blue energy beams blasted through the trajectories easily, and the flying creatures that occasionally swooped down were also accurately shot in the head. The Vibranium energy weapon manufactured by Cube Source finally had a war environment where it could shine.
But in front of this group of Old Wolf's position, there are three beautiful figures with long hair tied up, thin but extremely strong, standing proudly and alone!
They broke away from the central team and killed the high-level demons deeper into the evil Demon Tide step by step.
Black, gold, red!
The long hair swaying from the three waterfalls puts the thousands of fierce warriors behind him to shame.
"Peter! Let's fight to the front and left. I think the pressure on the eldest lady and the others is getting bigger and bigger."
Scott yelled beside Colossus that the core of the team was mainly "tanks" and he couldn't do it by himself if he wanted to cross the thousands of meters of demon sea battlefield.
"Bah! What a eldest lady, I think you went towards Qin!"
Pop-pop explosions rang out around Cyclops's body, and intermittent teasing sounds of "Nightcrawler" came, but Colossus remained steady and motionless as he chopped down the demonic creatures in front of him.