Chapter 80 Magneto

Forty-three years ago, a man named Max Eisenhardt, who once went by the alias Eric Lensherr, teamed up with villains such as the Red Skull to kill almost all superheroes.

In order to achieve great things, Eric Lensherr did not hesitate to kill his beloved daughter with his own hands. After his death, he was divided into several states and became a warlord.

People generally prefer to call him by his other famous nickname:

Magneto.

Fifty years in the wasteland, before the plot of Twilight Wolf's Homecoming begins, Magneto, who is old and has lost the ability to defend himself, has died at the hands of a fat black man who calls himself Kingpin.

However, as of now, although it is unknown whether he is too old to use his mutant abilities, he is still alive at this point in time.

In fact, if you think about it for a moment, you can understand why he became like this. Forty-three years ago, in order to allow mutants to gain a place in this world, he killed his daughter with his own hands and watched his son die in front of his eyes.

"Come on, let me see what you are capable of."

The spider car weaves among the malnourished passers-by, its tires gently grinding over the dirty streets. The vehicle continued to move forward and turned onto a main road. The streets along the way were still quiet, with not many people walking. The atmosphere in the car was a bit tense, and everyone was constantly scanning the surrounding environment, alert to potential dangers.

The so-called ‘next stage of human evolution’ boasted by mutants has also become a joke.

No wonder that in the future, after black gold and killing Magneto, he found a stadium and fed people to the dinosaurs on the lawn every day, and there were still a lot of people supporting him.

On a hazy rainy night, if someone could get closer, he could clearly see the blood beads intertwined with some iron filings floating in the air, forming a strange and bloody picture.

The large characters originally written in blood on the wall gradually lost their color, as if they were faded by the erosion of time. However, as blood beads and iron filings were smeared on them, these large characters once again showed a bleak brilliance.

However, when the spider car reached the end of the main road, it suddenly braked hard. Everyone except Matt couldn't help but look up, focusing on the skyscraper at the end of the main road.

The most powerful heroes, such as Thor and Iron Man, were immediately surrounded and fell.

Matt put on his sunglasses, tightened the Daredevil lining tightly, and said slowly.

Because he's been doing this for almost forty years - ever since Bullseye dealt him the fatal blow three years after the Fall.

Including whether the Red Skull still holds power, whether Banner's green-skinned thing died in his cave, etc.

Naturally, this also includes how Magneto has ruled several states under his control in the past few decades. Even Doctor Doom next door feels that he is a bit cruel.

Those brightly redrawn characters appeared in front of everyone's eyes: mutants, future.

"I always feel like something's wrong," Pietro muttered as he sat in the back seat, staring at the passersby outside, with Matt beside him.

After Bai Ye got out of the car, the Punisher was the first to jump out of the car, holding a gun in his hand.

As a result, after paying such a high price and finally winning a land for the mutants, the number of mutants continued to decrease sharply, reaching the point where they can now be counted in the hundreds.

There were no pedestrians or lights around at this time, and only the top floor of the skyscraper seemed to have a single light on.

When they heard the roar of the spider car's engine, they only dared to glance at it from the corner of their eyes from a distance, then quickened their pace and left the street and walked into the alley.

"This is Magneto's land." Matt next to him shook his head. Although he has been living in seclusion in the Himalayas, he is still very concerned about the outside world.

There are still lights on in many of the windows, and there are many citizens in a hurry going about their business downstairs.

Finally survived to this day by luck.

This place is completely different from the apocalyptic scene of Hammerfall in the West. Many pre-war buildings have been preserved. Although the high-rise buildings on the street look like they are covered with a layer of dust, the walls are covered with wind. Small potholes left by blowing rain.

Opening the car door, Bai Ye walked out of the car with a frown and said.

On that dark skyscraper, slender iron nails covered the wall, like cold blades, passing through the palms of hundreds of ordinary people, nailing them to the cold wall.

The speed of the car gradually slowed down, allowing everyone to observe their surroundings.

The memory of that day will always remain in his heart. The Avengers were the first to be attacked, followed by the X-Men, Fantastic Four and other heroic organizations.

He looked at the people nailed on the skyscraper, his eyes burning with anger and his teeth chattering.

If Bai Ye hadn't suddenly sent Quicksilver to visit him, he actually planned to stay in the Wall of Chastity Monastery and meditate for the rest of his life.

"It seems that Magneto has indeed gone crazy."

Without him, Magneto has been too inhumane for decades.

"Of course I remember that he led his men to kill less than half of the Avengers." The stick man sitting beside the bed took out a silver metal blind stick from nowhere and held it in his hand.

Their expressions were distorted, and their shouts and wails mingled together, resounding throughout the neighborhood, but no one could hear their pleas for relief.

Part of the inspiration for the movie "Wolverine 3" came from this. Judging from the reason why the number of mutants in the movie has decreased, I am afraid that the Red Skull in this universe added some kind of medicine to the water and food, making mutants The birth rate is getting lower and lower.

But the modified spider car is extremely fast, and its ability to fall off cliffs without being damaged greatly shortens the distance required. It can drive directly up countless cliffs as if it were on flat ground.

Their hands were firmly fixed by the nails, but they clung to these painful nails, and their feet stepped on the rusty iron rods as the only support.

As a relatively unknown street hero, he was not targeted, and he forced his way through street fighting, which he was best at.

Although Salt Lake City looks a bit like before the war, every passerby who passes by does not dare to raise his head and look at people with their eyes, and their walking posture is weak, as if they have not eaten normal food for a long time.

The blood of those innocent people was like a wailing hymn, gradually condensing into drops of crimson blood, rising continuously.

Frank was driving as usual, while Bai Ye sat in the passenger seat.

The group of people quickly drove to Salt Lake City, which is about 600 kilometers away from Hammerfall City, the former Las Vegas, and it takes seven or eight hours to drive.

Stroking the bandage wrapped around the stick for easier grip, Matt sighed softly.

Near downtown Salt Lake City, it was already dusk, and light rain began to fall from the sky.

"No one is allowed to kill him, let me do it."

After saying that, he took off his coat and threw it on the driver's seat, revealing the pale white skull on the T-shirt on his chest.