A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 80 Magneto

43 years ago, a man named Max Eisenhart, who used to be named Eric Lanshere, teamed up with villains such as the Red Skull to kill almost all superheroes.

For the sake of great things, Eric Lanshere 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 story of Twilight Wolf's search for his homeland began, the old and incapable of self-defense Magneto had died at the hands of a fat black man who called himself Jin Bing.

But from the current point of view, although it is not known whether he is too old to use the mutant ability, he is still alive at this point in time.

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

Matt sighed softly as he stroked the bandage wrapped around the stick for easier grip.

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

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

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

In the end, he was lucky enough to survive to this day.

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.

Because he's been doing it for almost 40 years—three years since Bullseye dealt him his fatal blow on Falling Day.

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

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

The group quickly drove to Salt Lake City, which is about 600 kilometers away from Hammer Fall, which was once Las Vegas, and it took seven or eight hours to drive.

But the speed of the modified spider car is extremely fast, and the ability to fall from the cliff without any damage has greatly shortened the required distance, and it can drive directly to countless cliffs and cliffs as if walking on flat ground.

Near the downtown area of ​​Salt Lake City, it was already dusk, and there was a light rain in the sky.

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

This place is completely different from Hammerfall, which is like a doomsday scene in the west. Many pre-war buildings have been preserved. Small potholes left by blowing rain.

Many of the windows were still lit, and there were still many hurried citizens busy with their work downstairs.

"There's always something wrong with me," Pietro muttered, staring out at passers-by in the back seat, with Matt beside him.

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

Although Salt Lake City looks a bit like it did before the war, every passerby who passed by dared not look up and look at people with their eyes, and saw that the walking posture was weak, as if they hadn't eaten normal food for a long time.

When they heard the roaring sound of the engine of the spider car, they only dared to glance at it from the corner of their eyes, and then accelerated their pace to leave the street and walk into the alley.

"This is the land of Magneto." 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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

The big characters on the wall that were originally written in blood gradually lost their color. It seemed that the erosion of the years had made them look a little faded. However, with the blood beads and iron filings smeared on them, these big characters showed a bleak brilliance again.

Those repainted bright characters were presented in front of everyone: Mutants, the future.

"It seems that Magneto has indeed gone crazy."

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

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.

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.

Without him, Magneto has been too inhumane for decades.

In fact, if you think about it a little bit, you can understand why he became like this. In order to let mutants have a place in this world, 43 years ago, he personally killed his daughter and watched his son die before his eyes.

As a result, after paying such a high price, after finally fighting for a piece of land for the mutants, the number of mutants has continued to drop sharply, to the point where there are only a few hundred now.

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

Part of the movie "Wolverine 3" was inspired by this. Combined with the reason for the decrease in the number of mutants in the movie, I am afraid that the Red Skull in this universe added some kind of potion to the water source and food, making the mutants The birth rate is getting lower and lower.

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.

He looked at the pinned people on the skyscrapers, his eyes were burning with anger, and his teeth were chattering.

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

After finishing speaking, 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.

(End of this chapter)