Chapter 166 The Extraordinary Path of Lord "Wolf Lord"
"Hawk."
Unshaven, flat square chin, grinning at the corner of the mouth, the white mist exhaled was fleeting, and he took two more mouthfuls and wrapped it in the palm of his hand. Taking advantage of the heat, Remy Lebo rubbed his hands vigorously to make the stiff knuckles It's a little bit easier.
There were some faint noises coming from the blue-black circular cell. He tilted his head to listen, and it seemed that there was movement on the upper floor. After a while, a series of footsteps came to the eleventh floor of the prison where he was imprisoned.
呲.Boom.
"Remi Lebeau, the warden is taking you up."
The two-meter-high heavy alloy door was biting together, twisted and unscrewed, Remy leaned against the bed, looked at the pairs of boots at the door, scratched his chin and muttered impatiently:
"How many times have you called me 'Gambit'."
Gambler stood up slowly, stretched subconsciously, but was bound from the shoulders along the spine all the way, and the whole body was not comfortable because of the energy suppression clothing like a "vest".
"Your boss is itchy again, hey, was it not enough to get beaten up by me last time?"
One of the guards smiled when he heard this, and let Gambit walk in front, without putting on more shackles and chains, he sneered and said:
"Hehehe Lebo, your strongest ability should be your stubbornness. No matter how badly you are beaten, you never lose your mouth. Let me remind you, Your Excellency Barnes thinks that you have improved recently, and you are more resistant to beating than you imagined. He may not be so 'soft' anymore."
Gambler didn't take two steps up the stairs, he was stunned for a few seconds after hearing this, he sucked his teeth and sighed again, tilted his head and glanced at the tenth floor of the prison, chatting with the guards quite familiarly.
". New here? I said you can't be so brainy, let him go down a little bit, or let me go up! You can have a companion who chats a little bit."
The guard smiled and pushed him twice, motioning to go quickly, and listened to Gambit continue to complain:
"... It's as cold as the snowy field outside. The key point is that every day is equivalent to confinement. Alas! You take it as my debt? It's okay to be fisted by your parents! It's not because I can go out for a walk, it's all because of it." Let the wind go."
Boom, boom, boom.
Remy Lebo walked up all the way, and the prisons were opened layer by layer along the way. When he reached the sixth or seventh floor, the ambient temperature was relatively normal. He shook his shoulders comfortably, and his whole body became warmer.
".The boy on the tenth floor almost became your neighbor. Just looking at the things he committed, he was even locked up a little deeper than you. But he is still a half-grown child, and he will probably have to be transferred to the academy later. Training."
Listening to the guard talking about Gambit, he asked a few more questions with great interest, and soon arrived at the living tower floor where the "Cold Guards" practiced and competed daily.
More than a dozen guards who did not need to be on duty at the moment sat around and circled around, leaving a large open space in the middle.
The building structure of this floor is very similar to the materials of the prisons starting from the tenth floor below. It is constructed with a large amount of vibrating gold and secondary Adamantium alloy, which can withstand all attack damage of level 5 destructive power and below.
Mr. Barnes, the warden of the "Wolf Tower", stands in the center with his hands behind his back. He is wearing a dark blue training suit, his left arm is sleeveless, revealing a silver-white alloy arm with a dull texture. A little more beard, a little more serious.
No one dares to call Bucky here, only Lord Warden, or Chief Barnes, etc. As for the prisoners, they will call him "the gatekeeper of Hades" in private.
Watching Remy LeBeau being brought in, Bucky tilted his head, signaling the guards to untie the energy restraint armor for him.
"Huha! Comfortable!"
With two bang bang bang bangs, the blue-black vibrating gold suppression armor on his body was opened by the key, Gambler stretched his waist in satisfaction, his stiff back creaked a series of muffled sounds,
Immediately, waves of dense energy radiance surged from the body, and the dark brown irises of the eyes suddenly turned purple, faintly shining with light.
"Old rules, if you can hurt me, I will improve your living conditions below, and if you win, I will let you go."
Gambling, who had always had short, inch-length hair, pushed back the long brown hair hanging down his chin. He clenched his fists. It felt so good to regain his power.
Adroitly took a training alloy stick thrown by a guard through the wind, and danced with a bunch of stick flowers casually, and teasingly doubted hanging at his side:
"Mr. Barnes, does your words matter? I heard that you people, even 'Magneto', only listen to that 'Mr. Howlett' who hasn't shown much, really won, hey , can you let me go?"
boom!
The long stick was resting on the alloy floor tiles, and the blazing purple-red violent energy from the Gambit's body was injected into it, shining steadily with a glow.
Remy rubbed the alloy stick slightly taller than himself with his thumb. He couldn't help but envy the daily training conditions of the cold guards in the "Wolf Tower". He even regretted that he didn't accept Eric Lanshere's invitation back then. .
After running and earning a lot of money, he finally forged a superalloy long stick that can withstand his own energy infusion, which is not enough compared to the standard training equipment of these "jailers".
This kind of equipment mixed with the legendary vibrating gold and various special alloys is worth nearly ten times the equivalent weight of gold on the black market, and it is purely priceless. Every bit of it will be swarmed away.
Mr. Gaihuang realized more and more how childish the so-called "freedom" he pursued when he was young and ignorant.
"Don't worry, if you can win against me, even my teacher will look at you high, and maybe even give you a chance."
Bakili didn’t move at all in the training ground, but the bones of his body moved and adjusted their positions autonomously. There was a series of muffled sounds of popping beans, and he hooked his fingers casually, a little impatient with Gambit’s lingering.
"Hehe. That's what you said!"
Boom!
The momentum of Gambit rushing in unexpectedly oppressed the sound barrier faintly. He felt the empty air turn into a viscous colloidal liquid. He swung the long stick full of explosive energy and slashed down on his head. He was caught by Bucky's alloy left arm. After holding it firmly, swing a stick flower with the force of the shock, and point it towards the opponent's right knee.
Remi Lebo took advantage of this period of intentional procrastination to mobilize the energy in his body, fully spread it all over his body, and raised the strength of his physical tissues to the best state.
He knew that Mr. Warden, like Steve Rogers, was a pervert who reached the threshold of level 5 destructive power purely by virtue of his physical quality and extraordinary combat skills.
If the physical strength and quality cannot keep up, no matter how powerful the mutant ability is, it will only be a crispy skin that will collapse at the touch of a touch.
While dancing with the long stick, he slashed and stabbed afterimages, except that Bucky took the blow with Edman Gold's left arm and swayed to dodge the stick shadows that attacked other parts of his body. Just like Huang practiced, he used his body to block his attacks at will.
"Your Excellency, Warden! Thanks to the ability to be blocked these days, I have grown a lot hehe! Are you afraid to take it by force?"
The long alloy stick in Gambit's hand danced faster and faster, pointing, poking, chopping, blocking, and a set of stick skills faintly formed a closed loop, which was more organized than when he fought against Steve.
His strongest ability is the specific mutation energy in his body. Different from the explosive impact of "Shock Wave" Alex, Gambit's explosive power requires a certain medium for transmission, such as the playing cards he likes to throw most.
The energy-filled stick in his hand can now easily detonate tens of centimeters of steel alloy, which is much stronger than when he was imprisoned in the first place, so that Bucky can't use flesh and drums like he did half a year ago. The strong evil spirit is hard to pick up.
Gambling King at this moment, if he can hit the warden's body even once, he can meet the standard of injuring him.
Bang bang bang!
The air-splitting long stick hit the floor heavily, and some alloys made of non-vibrating gold were still blasted by the long stick full of explosive energy.
Seeing this, Gambling King blinked his purple-red eyes, and stabbed his stick into the floor instead, kicking up a piece of metal debris and blasting at his opponent.
While Bucky’s arms were swinging with blood-red vigor, he swayed away the fragments that were shot like bullets,
Seeing that there was a hole in his middle line, the gray prison uniform trouser legs burst open, and he raised his long stick and charged at the warden, aiming at the gap in his chest with all his strength.
Boom!
"Hey hey hey"
Gambit kept stabbing the spear, lowered his head and chuckled a few times triumphantly, he was sure that the stick had been stabbed firmly, but he was worried that if his lord died from his chest being shattered, would he be able to escape the attack of the Howlett family? hunt down.
Looking up, the iron-armed man with exaggerated broad shoulders and thick back in front of him has a blood-red bell-shaped energy shield on his body.
Although the manifested form was a little thin, and under the bombardment of the long stick in his hand, he fought against the purple energy and exploded fine sparks, but he really didn't let the stick get close.
"Hehe. That's right, it's not a waste, it's a good thing."
Huh!
The half-meter-long Edman alloy dagger pierced out from the wrist of his left arm, and Bucky's body trembled, his skin was stained blood red like an illusion. He stabbed more than a dozen swords, and burst out sparks with the long stick.
Gambit gritted his teeth to block Bucky's attack, faintly feeling that the opponent had only reduced his speed and strength to a level that he could keep up with. The alloy rod in his hand was split into countless gaps in an instant, and the attack rhythm that had been advancing all the way just now was suddenly reversed.
"What is Lord Barnes' move?"
It was the first time for the young guards watching the battle to see the strange energy shield condensed in front of the adult. After he used this move, black and red iron-like lines were burned on the skin and flesh of his torso, and the training uniform he was wearing was also burned. Corroded and tattered.
"It's Lord Wolf's secret technique. Practice the killing technique well, young man! Oh, you are an evolutionary from the academy. If a fighter of the killing technique system can practice this set of kung fu to the second level, he will be able to pass through the 'underworld'." River', there is a chance to practice this secret technique."
"Sir, sir! Tell us more."
Several mutant guards who also graduated from the Extraordinary Academy moved their heads curiously, and asked an officer who was said to be from a mysterious "wolf pack" about the mystery of this magical ability.
As the earliest one or two batches of graduates in the United States, they did not realize until they came to the "Wolf Tower".
It turns out that even without the awakening mutation ability, he can still be as powerful as the warden, Lord Barnes, who can teach and even beat an alpha level 4 mutant who was unthinkable in the academy.
"Hehe. You know the surname that hangs in front of the name of the college you came from. Lord Wolf is the common 'father' of us old guys. Although it is said that he has some powers of evolution, he opened up that 'road' .”
"... Tsk tsk, it can make ordinary people like Mr. Rogers and Mr. Barnes finally reach the top position of extraordinary power. Alas, my talent is mediocre, and I am just an 'old wolf', but my kid, hey! This 'winter' The wolf's position can't escape! I'm telling you"
The senior guard captain is quite proud of his child, and the topic has become more and more biased, and has been abducted into the fantasy of his son being accepted as a direct disciple by the wolf lord if he becomes a "wolf".
On the surface of the permafrost more than ten meters above their heads, a purple-red glow portal rippling with the ripples and fluctuations of space, burst open.
(end of this chapter)