Chapter 282 Kill one at random

The hands Tony Stark showed Logan were like a pair of tattered rags stitched together, covered with scars and memories.

Obadiah, the second-in-command at Stark Industries, orchestrated a car crash targeting him, nearly destroying his hands.

Without Dr. Strange performing more than twenty surgeries on him, each lasting more than six hours, his hands would have been amputated.

He has to thank Strange for the fact that his hands still have the shape of hands.

“Look, my hands aren’t shaking now.” Stark stretched out his hands in front of Logan.

"Um……"

“I have a friend whose hands were also seriously injured.”

"It wasn't a car accident; a stray dog ​​gnawed on his hand."

“But now both of his hands have recovered and work just as well as before he was injured,” Logan said, looking at Tony Stark.

“There are many ways in this world to heal your hands, and I happen to know how my friend healed his hands.”

"They don't need my self-healing factor."

"And all you need to do is work hard yourself."

Logan observed Tony Stark's expression and noticed an unusual glint in Stark's eyes.

"What's the method?" Stark asked Logan, who could hear Stark's heart pounding faster.

“An ancient practice that allows one to acquire a very scientific superpower,” Logan replied.

“We are all practicing.”

"..."

Stark was somewhat disappointed.

This sounds similar to the medical scams he's encountered in the past.

"Let me demonstrate for you."

Logan broke off a piece of grass root from the potted plant in the room.

"Okay..."

The magnetic field was injected into the grass root by Logan, and soon the grass root grew roots and vigorously produced stems and leaves, developing into a new individual on its own.

“I noticed a strange electrical discharge phenomenon occurring in this plant,” Stark said.

"Yes, because this superpower, which is acquired through cultivation, is called magnetic field rotation. Its basic principle is to control electromagnetic force, one of the four great forces in the universe."

"In the initial stage, people's abilities in all aspects are enhanced, and like wild animals, they can also imitate the special abilities of certain animals."

"The second stage is driven by electricity, where a person can release electricity, and the body's capabilities begin to break through physiological limits."

"The third stage, which is also the formal entry stage, is called magnetic field rotation. Practitioners at this stage are still far from being gods, but they are already far from being human."

“Logan, what stage are you at right now?” Stark asked.

“The magnetic field is rotating,” Logan replied.

"You can't cure your hands all at once using this method on your own."

"It requires cultivation, and it is a long and uninterrupted cultivation. With ordinary aptitude, one may not feel anything in the first year, only in the third year will one be able to perceive the existence of the magnetic field, and only in the ninth year will one be able to make oneself like an animal."

"You mean you need someone else's help if you can't do it yourself?" Stark asked.

“It would be too easy for a master of magnetic fields to heal your hands,” Logan replied.

"Where is your friend? When can we visit him?" Stark's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Sorry, he's not from this world; he's from another world."

“If we want to summon him here, we need to find a corpse to perform the ritual,” Logan said.

"...Dark magic?"

Stark hesitated. He began to suspect that the healing ability Logan had mentioned, acquired through training, was some kind of dark magic that concealed its true nature.

When the Sorcerer Supreme, Tony Stark, was fighting Dormammu's invasion of Earth, Dormammu also tricked him by claiming he could heal his hands.

“He needed a vessel to come into our world; this is not black magic.”

"After he leaves our world, the vessel will return to death."

“…” Stark struggled internally, but in the end he decided to have Logan summon his friend from another world.

“We’re going hunting tomorrow,” Logan said.

"hunt?"

"Just kill any beast."

Stark assumed Logan was hunting wild animals, but in reality, Logan was going to kill someone.

Logan is planning to have a chance encounter with some of Cassandra's henchmen.

……

The next day, Logan took Stark out, and the two rode the Batmobile at breakneck speed across the ground, kicking up dust that rose into the sky.

Logan unleashed his beast senses and magnetic field senses, searching for prey in the chaotic void.

Logan and Stark gradually approached Cassandra's territory.

Cassandra's men always acted in groups; it was very rare for one of them to act alone.

"Stark, can you just open a door and let anyone in?"

"I think that hairy guy is pretty good. His name is Saber-toothed Tiger."

Logan parked the Batmobile behind a large rock and hid behind it with Stark, spying on them.

“I thought you meant animals when you said you were hunting them…” Stark’s expression turned grim.

"Are you trying to turn me into a murderer?"

“None of those guys are good people. They’re more Nazi than the Nazis, you understand? There’s no guilt in killing any of them,” Logan said.

“Just because you say they are Nazis doesn’t mean I should believe you,” Stark retorted.

"There's no time for you to understand right now."

"If you want to experience life in a WWII Jewish concentration camp, go ahead. I'll throw you there, and they'll let you know."

Stark glanced at Logan's expression and realized that he wasn't joking; he was serious.

"..."

"All right!"

Stark chose to trust Logan's words and used his slingshot to open a portal beneath his feet, sending a variant of the mutant Sabretooth to Logan's front.

Logan extended his metal claws as soon as the portal opened, and as soon as the saber-toothed tiger landed, Logan slashed off its head with his claws and it fell to the ground.

With its head separated from its body, the saber-toothed tiger variant died.

"Very well, now summon..."

Logan sent a message in the chat group, and the person who was called was... Lu Bian.

The saber-toothed tiger variant's corpse transformed into a living person right before the Sorcerer Supreme Stark's eyes.

"..." Stark secretly used a few spells to observe the roadside that had been summoned, to see if it was some kind of demon, devil, or evil creature.

"Put your hand out," he said to Tony Stark as he passed by. Stark obediently put his hand out and took off his glove as well.

"Magnetic field rotation, 500,000 horsepower of power! Cell recombination!!"

A fist was raised high on the roadside, enveloped in electric light that made it difficult for Stark to open his eyes.

Stark himself was punched in the shoulder, the force of which traveled from his shoulders to his fingertips indescribable way!
(End of this chapter)

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