Logan had just gotten up from the ground, blood still dripping from the metal claws on his arms. He leaned slightly forward, his gaze fixed on Magneto not far away. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and the grating sound of metal friction, the atmosphere so tense it felt like it could erupt again at any moment.
Just then, a familiar yet annoying voice suddenly came from behind: "Aha, watch me sneak attack!" Deadpool's figure, like a red and black whirlwind, darted out from behind the ruins, his twin swords spinning in his hands like two silver vortices. His face was full of smugness, as if he had already foreseen how his "heroic deed" would turn the tide.
"I'm the king of sneak attacks! Magneto? No, I should call you Magneto, 'the one I'm about to slice'!" He shouted as he leaped high into the air, his blades pointing directly at Magneto's back, his movements as exaggerated as a circus performance.
Magneto didn't even turn around, merely shifting his gaze slightly to glance coldly at Deadpool, his voice laced with icy sarcasm: "Foolish."
With a slight movement of his finger, the metal on Deadpool's twin swords immediately changed direction uncontrollably, the blades like two angry falcons, stabbing directly towards Deadpool's own body. Deadpool didn't even have time to react, instantly struck by his own swords, blood splattering.
"Ow—!" Deadpool let out a scream in mid-air, his body tumbling and crashing into the nearby ruins, kicking up a cloud of dust. He clutched his wounded stomach, his voice still carrying a hint of indignant anger: "That's not fair! I didn't even get to say my next line!"
Logan stood to the side, his claws slightly lowered, staring dumbfounded at Deadpool's series of embarrassing antics. The corner of his mouth twitched, his expression as if he had witnessed something utterly speechless: "That's just damn awkward."
Deadpool poked his head out from the ruins, reaching out to pull the sword stuck in his stomach. He winced in pain, but his tone didn't lose its humor: "Hey, Old Wolf, don't look at me like that! This was a strategic misstep, I was creating an illusion for him—making him think I'm easy to deal with!"
Logan rolled his eyes, his voice low: "You're a joke."
"A joke? No!" Deadpool struggled to get up, hands on his hips, his face serious, "I'm a laugh-generating machine! And, more importantly, I'm not dead! Isn't that part of my superpower?"
Magneto completely ignored Deadpool's nonsense, his gaze returning to Logan, a hint of contempt in his eyes: "It seems your 'helper' is quite useless."
Logan's lips curved into a cold sneer: "Don't get cocky too soon. Deadpool is indeed a chatterbox, but I don't need a helper to tear you to pieces." He let out a low growl and charged at Magneto again.
Meanwhile, Deadpool was brushing off the dust from his body while shouting from behind: "Hey, Old Wolf! Don't forget next time, I'm your most loyal cheerleader!" Immediately after, he pulled out a taser, examined his sword with it for a moment, and muttered to himself: "Maybe I should switch weapons, how about plastic swords next time?"
Magneto stood in mid-air, his cape flapping in the strong wind. He looked down at Logan and Deadpool, a sneer of utter contempt playing on his lips: "Two... useless insects. Your very existence is the greatest insult to the word 'battle'."
Upon hearing this, Deadpool immediately clutched his chest, putting on an exaggerated injured expression: "Whoa, that's really harsh! How many talk shows did you watch to get that kind of mouth skills?"
Logan had no mind to listen to Deadpool's nonsense and directly swung his steel claws, charging towards Magneto. His movements were as fast as lightning; the dust kicked up by his feet hadn't even settled before his entire body had turned into a whirlwind towards enemies. Magneto merely snorted coldly, slightly raising a finger, and a grating sound of metal friction filled the air.
Logan's movement abruptly stopped, his claws seemingly locked firmly by an invisible force. His body was forced to halt in mid-air, his teeth clenched tightly, veins bulging on his forehead: "This move again? Do you do anything besides playing with metal?"
"To deal with you, I don't even need to think." Magneto said disdainfully, slightly rotating his palm, and Logan's steel claws actually began to bend, their tips turning towards his chest.
At this very moment, Deadpool suddenly shouted: "The stuntman is here!" He darted out from the ruins, holding an iron pipe with strange graffiti, tumbling like an acrobat straight towards Magneto's back.
Magneto didn't turn his head, merely raised a finger, and Deadpool's iron pipe instantly changed direction, stabbing towards himself like a flying spear. Seeing the pipe heading straight for his face, Deadpool quickly ducked, muttering: "Is this guy specifically targeting me?!"
Logan seized the opportunity, swinging his other hand with all his might, trying to break free from the magnetic control. However, Magneto's gesture changed, and the surrounding metal debris rose into the air again, transforming into dozens of sharp blades suspended in the air, all pointing towards Logan.
"You foolish creatures always think numbers are a symbol of strength." Magneto said coldly, killing intent in his eyes, "Unfortunately, you are just two clumsy clowns."
Deadpool rolled a few times on the ground, dodging several falling metal plates, then stood up and brushed off the dust from his body. He looked up at the still trapped Logan and quipped: "Old Wolf, this situation is bad, do you have a backup plan? Or do I have to use my genius brain to save you?"
"Shut up!" Logan growled through clenched teeth.
Deadpool rolled his eyes, then suddenly pulled out a small device flashing with strange blue light from his pants, a smug smile on his face: "Alright, behold my ultimate weapon!" He leaped high into the air, aiming directly for the top of Magneto's head.
"You again." Magneto was clearly not surprised by Deadpool's appearance. He lightly raised his wrist, and the surrounding metal fragments formed a giant net, firmly enveloping Deadpool in the air.
But the moment the metal net formed, Deadpool's device suddenly burst with a strong electric current. All the metal instantly sparked, and the magnetic field briefly became chaotic. Logan seized the opportunity, let out a low growl, and forcefully broke free from the restraints on his claws, charging straight towards Magneto.
"Nice teamwork!" Deadpool shouted in the air, taking the opportunity to forcefully throw his sword, aiming directly for Magneto's ankle.
Magneto's brow furrowed slightly. He activated both hands simultaneously, controlling two metal storms to block Logan's charge and Deadpool's blade. He snorted coldly: "Is this what you call teamwork? It's merely futile struggling."
Logan did not flinch. His claws tore through the metal storm, stabbing directly at Magneto's chest with fierce force. Meanwhile, Deadpool suddenly pounced from the side, holding a reflector board, and shouted at the sun: "Let's add some visual effects!"
The strong glare of the reflected sunlight pierced Magneto's eyes, causing him to pause slightly. Logan's claws seized the opportunity, piercing his armor and sending up a shower of sparks.
Magneto took a step back, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Interesting."
Deadpool stood at a distance, waving the reflector board in his hand, and shouted smugly: "Now that's teamwork! Old Wolf, you have to admit, my plan is pure genius!"
Logan ignored his nonsense, his gaze still fixed on Magneto: "The fight isn't over yet, don't get too cocky."
Magneto's gaze gradually turned cold. He looked down at the tears in his armor caused by Logan, his voice low and full of mockery: "You are quite amusing, thinking you can defeat me with these little tricks?"
Deadpool interrupted while tending to the hand scratched by the reflector board: "Whoa, is he getting angry? Old Wolf, do you think I should start being scared now? Or is this just typical villain trying-to-look-cool dialogue?"
Logan snorted coldly, not responding, but he was clearly ready to fight again. His claws gleamed coldly, his entire body like a beast poised to strike.
Magneto, however, suddenly let out a low laugh: "Enough. I've played enough." His voice gradually became low and hoarse. He slowly raised his hands, the surrounding air began to vibrate, and the metal fragments on the ground floated up, as if controlled by some invisible force.
"Lord Rama-Tut has given me more power than this body possesses. Since you wish to understand how you die, let me show you this gift." He suddenly spread his arms wide, and the surrounding metal storm quickly spun around him as the center, whipping up a fierce wind and scattering dust.
A dark golden light burst forth from within him. His cape transformed into swirling metal fragments, spinning and wrapping around his body. His helmet reshaped, becoming more like an ancient Egyptian god's headdress, with a metal plate inlaid with runes on his forehead. His armor also became heavier, emitting flowing blue-purple energy light, making him look like a giant of war emerged from prehistoric myths.
"Behold," Magneto said in a low voice, a resonant mystique added to his tone, "This is the power of the complete form—the true shape of a magnetic god."
Deadpool raised his hands, making a gesture of surrender, his tone full of teasing: "Wait, did he just upgrade his Rama-Tut VIP card? Does it come with bonus lethality?"
Magneto swept a cold glance over him. With a clench of his hand, the metal plate beneath Deadpool's feet instantly shattered, sending sharp fragments flying directly towards Deadpool. Deadpool quickly dodged sideways, but the fragments still cut his arm. He shouted and hid behind Logan: "Old Wolf, he's cheating!"
Logan didn't respond, his gaze constantly locked onto Magneto's movements. He cursed under his breath: "This guy's power just got more troublesome."
Magneto took a step forward, each step carrying a shocking presence. The surrounding metal fragments moved with him as if they were alive. His voice was low and majestic: "Kneel now, and perhaps I might consider giving you a quicker death."
Logan sneered, raising his claws and pointing at him: "If you've got the guts, come try. I haven't ripped that stinking mouth of yours open yet."
Deadpool was jumping up and down beside him: "Old Wolf, don't provoke him! This Magneto is running on nuclear power now!"
Magneto slightly raised his hand, and a grating shriek filled the air. The suspended metal fragments began to spin at high speed, forming a dazzling metal storm. His voice carried endless chill: "Since you are so eager to die, then I shall grant your wish."
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