Fabricating Weird Myths, Starting From American Comics

There seemed to be stars twinkling in the churning black mist.

Like a darkness surrounding the universe.

Logan has experienced several close calls and is very sensitive to danger.

But those experiences of life and death are not worth mentioning in front of this person.

Even if the other party has not made a move or spoken a word.

It's like a mountain standing there, carrying unspeakable fear and majesty.

It's as if it hasn't moved in eternity.

Is it the Mutant? Or are those guys catching up to us?

Logan thought about the possibilities.

The great pressure made him feel that his lips were dry now, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Sweat dripped from his face.

How is professor x?

Was he in danger?

Damn, what the hell is going on.

Logan opened his mouth, his shirt wet with sweat: "Why am I here?"

Logan originally wanted to ask the other person's name, but at the moment he was about to ask, he asked.

The inexplicable sense of crisis became even stronger, so the moment he blurted out the words.

Logan rephrased the question to make himself sound less aggressive.

The other party is so mysterious and powerful, if he offends the other party, he may die.

He is no longer the tyrannical Wolverine, he is now an old wolf entering his twilight years.

But he is not afraid of death. He is afraid that after his death, Professor X, who has already suffered from Alzheimer's disease, will have no one to take care of him.

A death without dignity.

"Logan, James, Jimmy, Weapon X, Wolverine..." Chen Feng's voice sounded like thousands of holy spirits repeating together, low and solemn,

"You have so many names, which one should I call you by?"

"You know me?" Logan's eyes widened and he looked at Chen Feng warily.

Those who know his name so well have only enemies besides their friends.

In this situation, Logan thinks that Chen Feng is more likely to be an enemy.

"Relax, if I were to kill you, there's no way you would be alive."

The nameless black mist murmured words, which made Logan even more panicked.

Yes, if you can pull yourself to a place like this, wouldn't it be easy to kill yourself?

There is another possibility that the other party is a person with the same psychic ability as Professor X who has infiltrated into Logan's mind.

But can people with psychic abilities do this?

The ground is a blue ocean, as smooth as a mirror, with large shadows spreading from the feet of the nameless fog.

It swims and spreads under the blue sea surface as if it is alive.

His tall figure is like a mountain, but his body is like a shapeless mist that changes back and forth.

Occasionally you can see stars dotted in the mist.

The shape used by Chen Feng comes from the nameless fog in the Cthulhu Mythos.

His image comes from the second creation.

Nameless Mist is described in Letters from Lovecraft.

The Nameless Mist was born directly from Azathoth, and in an unknown way produced Yog-Sothoth, known as the One of All.

Weird and beautiful, like a nebula.

Logan pretended to be calm and asked, "Who are you?"

Logan subconsciously used the honorific, and he didn't even realize that he was using the honorific.

"You can call me the Nameless Mist. Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you." The self-proclaimed Nameless Mist shook like a nebula-like substance, but the rising shadow made it impossible for Logan to relax his vigilance.

Even with just his sixth sense, Logan could feel the terrifying power.

It's like the difference between an adult and an ant.

No, this is just what he feels, the other party will only be stronger!

But what's the difference?

It just takes the same amount of strength to pinch yourself to death.

"I feel your fear, your soul is wailing, but it's not because of me."

A figure appeared, it was Professor X's Charles!

The shadow instantly dissipated.

"Human emotions are really strange. No wonder the messenger is so interested in you." The nameless fog rolled, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Is it because of my appearance that you're so scared?"

As he spoke, the nameless fog had turned into a human-like shape, and the nebula-like substance turned into a robe and was draped around his body.

The strange and terrifying power of the nameless fog shocked Logan once again.

He felt his mouth was bitter: "Please tell me, why am I here?"

"Because you are special, Logan. A painful and oppressed soul, longing for the relief of death, yet bound by the invisible responsibilities of this world.

You interest me, Logan. I wonder what a person like this would do when given the power. "

Just out of curiosity?

Logan opened his mouth, but now Logan could relax a little.

Although the Nameless Mist is powerful, if it has no intention of attacking him, then he is safe.

It's safe for now.

Logan was silent, he didn't know what to say.

The deep voice of the Nameless Fog suddenly sounded: "Oh, it's time to welcome our new guest, Logan..."

Is there anyone else?

Logan's eyes widened: "It's a child?"

Wanda was wearing a somewhat tattered coat, and her jeans and top were stained.

But these clothes can't hide Wanda's handsome face and the already large-scale murder weapon.

However, Logan could only see what Wanda was wearing. When he looked at Wanda's facial features, there would be a thin veil-like blue mist covering Wanda's face.

Only Wanda's outline can be vaguely seen.

Wanda's facial features cannot be clearly seen.

Wanda looked at Logan in the same way, and couldn't see Logan's face.

"Where is this?" Wanda glanced around curiously, and her attention immediately focused on the nameless fog, which was Chen Feng.

The Origin Magic Power on Wanda actually felt happy.

Wanda felt an indescribable sense of intimacy in this human form that was like a nebula.

Just looking at it from a distance made Wanda feel comfortable.

Suddenly, a ridiculous idea came to Wanda's heart.

"It must be a very happy thing if I can lie in his arms." Wanda thought so.

Realizing what she was thinking, Wanda immediately blushed.

"No, it can't be like this."

Wanda quickly adjusted her attitude and asked the same question as Logan.

"Who are you and why do I appear here?"

Chen Feng did not answer but looked at Logan: "Logan, maybe you can answer her questions for him."

Logan took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

Although I don't know what the purpose of this big guy is, as long as he doesn't hurt himself.

Maybe that's not a bad thing.

After all, Logan needs help right now.

"Even if it's help from the devil..." Logan thought.

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