The Death Knell

Seeing that Deadpool had no reaction and seemed a little dumbfounded, Deathstroke sighed.

He stepped off the throne and said: "We will adjourn for an hour. Everyone can go eat and drink some tea. The catering culture in this world has developed very well. Just tell the house elf what you want to eat."

Many mages left the conference room, perhaps to go to the canteen or to use the toilet.

When passing by Deadpool, they looked at the foul-smelling man with inquiring eyes, as if they wanted to dissect him.

The sharp glances made Wade's anus tighten and loosen, loosen and tighten again, which was a great workout.

But not all the mages left. There were still many people surrounding Deathstroke, and they seemed to intend to listen to Wade's tragic experience.

No matter what Deadpool thinks or how hard his scalp is, Deathstroke will not give him time to retreat. He directly starts to introduce the people around Wade to Wade, just like Deadpool asked before.

"This is the Astral Mage Khadgar, my student from the academy city of Dalaran in Azeroth."

Deathstroke pointed at the young man with short white hair next to him. Needless to say, Wade could also guess their relationship, because in addition to carrying a long chicken leg-like staff, this smiling archmage also wore He was heavily armored and carried a huge sword on his back.

Mages, unlike mages, are usually his cousin's students. Wade nodded to him and awkwardly said "nice to meet you."

Su Ming pointed to the white-bearded old man next to him: "This is the great sage of Shadow Valley, Master Elminster, from the world of Faerûn. Thanks to his advice for the experiment on the spider totem network."

Elminster was still holding his long pipe in his mouth. After hearing this introduction, he just smiled while stroking his long beard and nodded to Deadpool.

Deadpool stiffly shook hands with the old man. The old man's eyes were a little narrow, as if he was planning to play a prank on himself.

Deathstroke didn't pay attention to Wade's awkward look. He introduced the mages from different worlds one by one, regardless of whether Wade could bear it or not.

"This is Master Raistlin, a demigod from the world of Klein."

"This is Gandalf the White, Maia of Middle-earth, and a demigod."

"Sarah Penny, host of the Witchblade."

"The Three-Eyed Crow, the last green seer in the north."

"Sister Ephiral Stern, Ophelia Seven, Seraph of the Sisters of Battle, Inquisitor of the Heretics."

"And this..." Su Ming pointed to the person who had been leaning against a pillar, smoking and drinking during the meeting, and was wearing a dirty brown windbreaker.

Deadpool quickly raised his hands and surrendered. He didn't want to become a nodding greeting machine, and he didn't want to know so many mages from other worlds, and he was not interested in his cousin's plan at all: "I know this, DC's Constantine, right? "

However, before Su Ming could shake his head, a fireball hit Wade and blew him away. The magic shields of different colors on the mages also caused ripples like the surface of a pond blown by the wind.

"Tsk, bah." The man in the trench coat walked away with the wine bottle, leaving a mouthful of phlegm behind.

Su Ming sighed: "You guessed it wrong, that's Alberta. She hates it when others think of her as Constantine."

"Then her clothes are so misleading?! That smoking, drinking, and bohemian demeanor? It's obviously cosplay!"

The ashes of Deadpool only had his face relatively intact, and his mouth opened and closed on the ashes to complain.

"If no one is fooled, wouldn't she have no excuse to hit people with fireballs?" Su Ming took out a small glass bottle and added a few drops to the ashes. Wade seemed to recover with a bang.

Not only his body, but also his clothes were restored. Wade groped his body in surprise: "What is this? Are you magic or something like that?"

"This is a potion. In order to repay me, a potion master named Snape volunteered to help me prepare the potion. There is a magic called 'restoration', and it is really magical that it can be put into a bottle.

Su Ming shrugged and pointed to the last person in the circle: "There are many mages from other worlds who have gone out to eat, but you can't mistake this one."

Wade said hello uncharacteristically seriously, and knelt down on one knee to kiss the other person's hand: "Yes, Princess Celestia of Equestria, she is my idol."

The unicorn with white fur and rainbow mane lowered his head shyly, raised a hoof and put it in Wade's hand, letting him kiss the cuticles, and said in a gentle voice:

"Nice to meet you, cousin of the Sorcerer Supreme. He talks about you often."

"Wade, call me Wade." Deadpool looked at Pony with some obsession. He seemed to be a little younger, and drool was drooling under the mask.

Su Ming raised his hand and made a fist near his mouth: "Ahem, Wade?"

"Oh!" The white eyes on Deadpool's mask opened and he came back to his senses.

It’s not his fault, after all, ponies are so cute, it’s only human nature.

"I've probably already recalled the reason why you came to me, but I'm afraid I can't help you. Mysterious guest has already told you, right?" Su Ming waved to Wade to sit down and talk, and took out the bag from the space bag. A portion of instant packaged Lizhuang white meat was handed to him.

When it came to serious matters, Wade remembered what he was here for. He started to wilt with changes visible to the naked eye, and his whole person seemed to have turned a little gray:

"After Carmelita's death, I haven't approached Mysterio again. She said before that she wanted to negotiate a deal with me."

Su Ming nodded and motioned for the mages to come over and analyze Wade's case together: "This is not her border of hell. The conditions she raised are actually my conditions. Wade, what I can do for you is to let you To choose a better fate and resurrect her, even I cannot do it today."

"Why, cousin? Please, use your time stone to try." Wade knelt down, hugging Deathstroke's thigh and not letting go, wiping his tears and nose on his pants.

Then he was bitten by Strangler, biting him in half in one bite. He didn't eat the upper part of his body and spit it out.

Su Ming rolled his eyes. This is asking for death. Isn't rubbing dirt on Strangler asking for death?

However, he still raised his hand, ignoring Deadpool who was fighting him together, and casually made a gesture to activate the time stone, and the golden tree-shaped timeline emerged in mid-air.

"Master Ancient One once believed that time is a line, but for me, time is a net. What you see now is my understanding of time."

Elminster took a puff of his cigarette and used magic to find a chair to sit on: "Looking at countless universes, the network is relatively universal. After all, linear time is unstable and represents the immaturity of the universe."

"I agree, the world of Klein has proven this." The cold Raistlin agreed. He looked at the network of time, his eyes full of longing.

The fate of countless people is intertwined with time to form the story of the world, but from the perspective of the world, do you think history is just a line? Some ignore the role of people.

Su Ming nodded towards them, but now he still had to explain to Wade why he couldn't help him, not when everyone was discussing the concept of time.

Deathstroke omits the rest of the web, leaving only the Deadpool-related timeline on display, which looks like staccato fish intestines.

He zoomed in on one of the nodes, which was a place in the current river of time. It was as messy as a ball of wool that had been played with by a cat. Countless timelines were entangled together, surrounding the thick backbone of time. .

"This is the result of your previous attempts. It is not even connected to the time stream. It is just like those origin stories that were made up in the past. It is just rootless."

"Then what should I do?" Deadpool asked quickly.

The death knell moves time forward, and you can see two small buds on the main trunk after the complexity has been erased.

"You have only two choices from beginning to end. One is to never see Carmelita and Ellie. Then they can live for another four or five weeks." Su Ming raised two fingers and bent one now: " Another way is that you go to them and exchange your mother’s death for your daughter’s life.”

Deadpool looked at the yarn ball-like timeline, and when his cousin gently stroked it with his hand, it slipped away from the time stream and disappeared, which meant that all these parallel times had been erased.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness: "Why is this happening? Why do I only have two choices? Isn't it death jealousy..."

"It has nothing to do with death, it's just a knife. The main reason is because Carmelita has no follow-up story." Deathstroke answered him and put away the time network: "In words you can understand, she only has one story. She can't survive as a supporting character in the play without any popularity. And Ellie will either become a background with her, or she will follow you and walk into your life."

"Can't I let Carmelita come with me?" Wade was a little confused.

"Yes, but then you have to make another choice. Is it to let Vanessa, Domino, and Inez all die so that you can have a wife and daughter and a happy family? Or continue to be your mercenary, which is nothing more than bringing one more child with you?" Everything else about my daughter remains unchanged?"

Su Ming spoke of another terrifying future, one that Wade could not accept.

"Why? The world is so cruel to her?" Deadpool was a little distracted, and the white eyes on the mask were blurry.

The Supreme Mage turned around and stepped back to his seat step by step, with yellow and black armor emerging on his body.

"Because your fanatical fans want to see an uninhibited libertine who is constantly jumping around and talking dirty jokes. Not an everyday dad who married a black man and retired to the world. You have connected yourself with the audience. It’s too tight, I can’t interfere with anything that happens to you. You live because of your popularity, you are the conceptual aggregation of popularity, and this is the price of using your popularity..."

Listening to his cousin's words, Deadpool staggered back and fell onto a chair.

He closed his eyes and felt the sadness of not being able to die again, even more serious than before.

In the past, it was just because he couldn't see death and couldn't get what he wanted. And this time, it was the first time he realized what he had lost.

He began to doubt that everything he was doing now was supposed to be like this? Or are those invisible and intangible people hoping that he will become like this?

"Masters, as expected, his spirit collapsed." Su Ming looked at the people around him and sighed helplessly: "Let's go according to plan B. Who will do it?"

Princess Celestia turned her head first and rubbed her hooves on the carpet. This thing was too dark and she couldn't accept it.

Among the other mages, Elminster is the most skilled and has a more comprehensive command of magic.

He smiled and put away his pipe, stood up without hesitation, raised his hand and used the magic called "Bigby's Powerful Fist" to knock Deadpool unconscious.

Wade really has no magic resistance at all and relies entirely on his self-healing ability to resist.

"Then I will show my shame, Supreme Mage, what kind of memory do you want to implant in your cousin?"

"I will show you a timeline, a gentler timeline that I have told him a long time ago. After you are finished, I will use the time stone to send him to the normal time stream."

Su Ming raised his hand and directly used the time stone to show the picture. Although it was a bit green, he believed that the great sage could understand it.

In this timeline, when Wade rushed to Carmelita's house, she had been bedridden for a long time. After meeting Wade, she confessed her sins and the two chatted for about half an hour. He entrusted Ellie to Deadpool and passed away with a smile on his face.

This is the best outcome. In the world of American comics, white people can die at will and be resurrected later if they find any excuse.

And if you are a black person, the answer is just sorry, and if you die, you will die.

There is no way, the universe itself is so dark.

It's better not to tell Wade about this, and let him continue to live happily with a more relaxed memory.

"Oh, Master Elminster, add a sensitive word blocking mechanism to his mind. I don't want some non-existent viewers to tell my cousin what happened." Su Ming added, tapping his mask: "Although I'm not sure yet whether they really exist, but I'm prepared."

"Is it modified Occlumency? I may not be very proficient in this magic."

As a great mage, Elminster naturally loves to learn, and he is always the first to learn magic from other worlds.

Although the mechanisms and principles of these magics are different, they are nothing more than the application of some mysterious power. As an apostle of the goddess of magic, he sees this very clearly.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, his mind is a mess. Maybe this can make him calmer." Deathstroke's red eyepiece flashed: "Set it so that when someone talks about this matter or related clues, listen to the whole sentence. It sounds like a 'beep beep' sound to silence curse words."

The disrespectful great sage showed a bad smile: "Sounds interesting, haha, you young people are still good at playing."