Live broadcast (4)

Who knew whether Kino really had a knack for jinxing things? No sooner had he finished his commentary than a Six-Clawed Xenomorph clamped its sharp teeth around Uncle Wolf's left claws. Another lunged in and pinned his right arm. Then a third pounced, driving a claw into his chest.

"NO—"

"Uncle... Uncle Wolf just died?"

Everyone froze in shock. The timid covered their eyes.

He was the first "heavy hitter" to die since the battle began. All the earlier casualties had been Wakandan soldiers.

After taking down Wolverine, the Six-Clawed Xenomorphs continued charging forward. Less than two seconds later, however, a black figure sprang at them from behind. With a shink, both sets of claws plunged into a Six-Clawed Xenomorph's neck, killing it instantly.

"Uncle Wolf?"

"Uncle Wolf's still alive!"

"How is that possible?"

The viewers were dumbfounded.

That was the Six-Clawed Xenomorph that had pierced his heart. After killing it, Wolverine spun through the air again. Slash, slash! His razor-sharp claws sliced through the two Six-Clawed Xenomorphs on either side, instantly severing their heads.

Afterward, Wolverine felt his chest, still shaken.

"Even you can slip up, Logan." The giant blue Beast bounded over and teased him.

"You watch yourself too, Fuzzball. These things might not have much intelligence, but they still have hunting instincts," Wolverine said.

/Wondering why Uncle Wolf didn't die? Wow, I envy him. I really do, because... Uncle Wolf has an Immortal Body. Even if his heart or head gets blown apart, he can regenerate quickly./ Kino's commentary returned.

The viewers watching around the world let out a collective sigh of relief. But now they could also feel just how horrific the battlefield was—a gut-wrenching sensation. When Uncle Wolf's chest had been pierced, it had felt as though they themselves had been stabbed. For some reason,