The Winter Home Casino descended into chaos. Things were manageable when Weapon X first broke in, but when Daken was sent flying by Cyclops's optic blast, things escalated.
The casino's crystal chandeliers shattered into a thousand shards under the beam's impact, and Daken's body, like a ragdoll, crashed through three poker tables before finally stopping. Aside from Daken, the newcomers, everyone else was an old opponent of the X-Men, so they naturally knew Cyclops had arrived.
Red Omega was particularly excited about this.
"Today, I'm gonna kill more than one X-Man!"
The burly Russian man extended the Adamantium tentacles from his arms, plunging them directly into the office through the massive hole that had been blasted open. Seeing this, Beast threw a chair to obstruct the tentacles' movement while explaining to the two spiders who were unfamiliar with the X-Men's enemies: "Be careful, Red Omega can emit dangerous death pheromones. Even for super-powered individuals, it won't be immediately fatal, but it can weaken your vitality and strength. Your muscles will become powerless, like they've been soaked in vodka."
"Also, don't even think about twisting off his tentacles. Those things are Adamantium—and so are Deadpool's katanas and that kid's claws from earlier."
Logan added, loosening his suit collar, and burst out of the hole in the office, claws extended. After hearing the opponent's lineup, Peter roughly understood the situation—members of Weapon X had come to apprehend Logan, who was also a Weapon X. It was clear Logan's disguise was useless because they had already found him and prepared a capture squad. The enemies were all Logan's old rivals, and they all had Adamantium enhancements and healing factors.
Except for Sabretooth, he didn't have Adamantium.
But there was a question: Daken wasn't a member of Weapon X in the comics, was he? How did he get involved? It seemed he even underwent modification, giving his steel claws Adamantium plating?
Never mind, that wasn't the main point.
"In other words, all these guys have healing factors, right?"
Peter said, rubbing his hands together. Cyclops, Beast, and Cindy all understood one thing: Spider-Man couldn't perfectly control his powers right now, but if their opponents were as unkillable as Logan, then there was no need to hold back. Just beat them up, they basically wouldn't die anyway.
"Then let's go, kids."
Cyclops chuckled, then strode out. Four opponents, five on their side. In an instant, the battlefield was clear—none of the four opponents paid attention to them, all charging straight for Logan.
First was the closest, Deadpool. He rushed forward, yelling, "Oh! Logan!" Then Logan sidestepped, dodging him and simultaneously slashing him. Deadpool watched in shock as his left hand was severed into two sections plus two small circles, then stared at Logan: "You dare do that? Do you know how gently she spent last night with me? You son of a bitch—"
Then he was blasted away by Cyclops's laser.
Next to meet Logan was Red Omega. He landed in front of Logan, his tentacles suddenly erupting from the ground, wrapping around Logan's throat like hangman's nooses. Adamantium sparks flew as they grated against Wolverine's neck. Logan was struggling to pry the two annoying tendrils from his throat when Daken roared, "He's mine alone!" and then delivered a flying kick that sent Red Omega crashing into the roulette table.
"Heh, it's not the first time anyway."
Logan, accustomed to such things, looked at Sabretooth, who was the last to arrive, and couldn't help but smile. In the end, it was just the two of them to settle things here. Both let out roars and lunged at each other.
"Get out of my way, brat!"
Red Omega unceremoniously pierced Daken's throat with his alloy whip, then tossed him aside. Just as he was about to do something, he was first blasted to the ground by a beam from Cyclops. Before he could get up, he saw Beast, his agile feet as dextrous as hands, hanging upside down from the casino's chandelier, then pounced on him, followed by a thorough beating.
"How much did you spend on these crystal chandeliers, Logan?"
Cyclops, firing another blast at Daken, asked Logan, who was locked in a life-or-death struggle with Sabretooth, yet couldn't be killed. After Sabretooth's claws pierced Logan's non-Adamantium-laced abdomen, Logan howled in pain while plunging his steel claws directly into Sabretooth's lung, then turned his head to glance at his casino.
"I don't know," Logan pulled out his claws, then re-inserted them. "Someone gave me this casino. I didn't care about the price."
Cyclops felt stunned by his old partner once again.
"Someone actually gave Logan a casino? Why don't I ever have such good luck?"
Daken got up again and, with his swift movements, dodged Cyclops's sweep. Then he rushed behind Wolverine, fiercely stabbing him in the kidney, both of his steel claws embedded in Wolverine's body.
Logan howled in agony, but his pain wasn't over. A massive red beam quickly enveloped them, an unprecedented heat incinerating Logan, Daken, and Sabretooth simultaneously. All three let out tormented screams, their flesh being destroyed, revealing the skeletal structure beneath.
"Sorry, bub." Cyclops watched the three-way battle with a satisfied smile: "I know you can take it, right?"
On the other side, Deadpool was still chasing his fragments scattered on the ground.
"Where is it, where is it..."
His right hand clutching his neatly severed left arm, Deadpool found the two small cut-off sections of his arm, then stuffed them into his endlessly bleeding stump. With both sections reattached, and his left arm re-installed, he was able to move flexibly again within seconds.
And now, with everyone focused on Logan, he could sneak up and kick that unlucky Cyclops's ass!
Until Spider-Man blocked his path.
"Sorry, buddy, this road is closed."
Looking at Spider-Man, who had inexplicably strolled in front of him, Deadpool asked his first question to Spider-Man.
"Is the face under your mask Andrew Garfield's or Tom Holland's?"