I Am in Marvel with Unlimited Cards

IMUC-CHAPTER 69: UNEXPECTED TURN OF EVENTS

On the rooftop of the building, Kyle, injured in the chest, held a one-handed sword in his left hand and charged straight toward Logan. To anyone watching, it seemed like their final desperate struggle.

Logan coldly stared ahead, as if waiting for his prey to come to him. With his wolf-like nature and healing abilities, he had driven countless enemies into desperation like this over the decades.

The lone wolf enjoyed such situations. When faced with a powerful prey, he didn't call for more companions to surround and attack. Instead, he relied on his tenacious willpower and methods to drain the opponent's stamina and eventually kill the weakened prey.

He had over a hundred fighting skills and his wolf-like claws for the offense. He possessed a robust beast/wild animal physique and a healing factor for defense and endurance.

In Logan's eyes, from the moment Kyle took action, his fate was sealed. It wasn't a mere human he was fighting, but a proud beast/wild animal already covered in scars!

"Step, Step!"

As Kyle approached, Logan, who had been standing still, suddenly moved. His clawed hands swiftly and forcefully extended, and in the blink of an eye, they pierced through Kyle's unguarded chest.

Kyle narrowed his eyes, seemingly paying no attention to the claws, and continued to charge forward recklessly.

"Pū!"

The sharp claws penetrated only halfway through the Venom Battlesuit's emblem before Kyle's body abruptly stopped its momentum. Just before his movement came to a complete halt, he used up the last of his strength to channel it into his left hand, driving the single-handed sword he held into Logan's chest.

"Splurt!"

The Carbonadium Sword smoothly pierced through Logan's chest, with the tip of the blade emerging slightly from his back, carrying traces of blood.

"Exchanging injuries, you're really ruthless to yourself…" Logan was taken aback at this moment as he never expected that someone other than himself would engage in such a suicidal battle.

"Thanks for the praise. If I'm not ruthless to myself, how can I defeat such a formidable enemy like you?" Kyle smiled while blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.

His left palm still rested on the hilt of the sword as he gently pushed forward. The two entangled figures, locked in a stalemate, separated and retreated from each other, accompanied by the splattering of blood.

"Cough, cough." Kyle's face turned pale as he coughed up blood. The six claws had pierced through his lungs earlier, and Venom was anxiously extending black threads to repair his torn suit, but the external bleeding couldn't be stopped.

Logan, on the other hand, lay down on the ground with Carbonadium Sword completely embedded in his chest, leaving only the exquisite cross-shaped hilt visible outside. It looked as if he was pinned to the floor.

Both sides were heavily injured.

"It's safe to say that you're one of the toughest opponents I've encountered…" Logan gasped for breath as he spoke but then he corrected himself, "If we consider age as well, there's no one else."

"You too. To be honest, I didn't want to fight a wild animal like you." Kyle sat on the ground before he responded in a weak tone.

This was the most difficult battle he had encountered since his rebirth, and he sustained the most severe injuries. The fight with Steve was merely a friendly exchange, but the duel with Logan was a fierce battle where their lives were at stake.

"It's a pity. You won the battle, but in the end, I'm the one who will survive." Logan, stated the facts before he retracted his wolf-like claws and reached out to remove the single-handed sword from his chest.

However, his expression soon changed slightly. He realized he couldn't summon the strength to do so, and his usual rapid healing abilities didn't kick in to mend the serious chest wound.

Kyle spoke softly, "Give up. That sword is made of Carbonadium steel, specifically designed to counter your Healing Factor."

"Is that so? No wonder. So, you had planned this from the beginning. It seems I lost fairly…" Logan sighed with a pensive air, and he released his grip, lying on the ground with a sense of relief.

"May I ask about my fate now? Will you take me back to the military base prison, subject me to various re