The Death Knell

Deadpool knocked on the door, and the person who opened the door was a little mixed-race girl with pigtails on her head. He quickly squatted down.

"Ellie, it's daddy."

"You are finally back. Mom, she is very ill. Come quickly."

Perhaps due to blood ties, the little girl recognized him as always and pulled him quickly into the room, arriving at a bed that smelled bad and was soaked in water stains and stains.

Carmelita was lying on it, and her condition was very bad. Even if you didn't look at the piles of medicine bottles beside the bed, you could see that the cancer cells in her body had spread, and her whole body was in a state of ulceration.

I don’t know if it was a flashback, but she woke up at this moment, sent Ellie out to do her homework, coughed up a mouthful of blood and waved to Deadpool.

"Wade, I am guilty. I have something to tell you."

So she told everything that happened in the past, her story with him, and why they had a child.

Listening to her story, Deadpool didn't make any wisecracks or jokes like before, but just stood silently by the bed.

After finishing speaking, Carmelita gasped for a while, and then looked at Deadpool with pleading eyes: "The child is innocent, can you take our daughter with you in the future?"

"No problem." Deadpool agreed, but his tone and tone were very calm: "I will take good care of her."

But this tone made Carmelita a little panicked, because he was too calm. Mercenaries are usually rough or irritable people. She has also read various reports about Deadpool in newspapers. Deadpool can be said to be neurotic. Come on, it's flammable and explosive, and it's extremely mean-spirited.

But at this time, Deadpool was uncharacteristically calm and terrifyingly calm.

He stole his money and took away his daughter. Shouldn't he humiliate himself or kill him?

She knew that she might not live long, she knew it from the moment Deadpool came in, but she felt that as long as Wade could take his anger out on her, he would put down his prejudices towards his daughter and treat her well in the future.

At least, don't think she is the daughter of a bitch...

It shouldn't be like this. This person doesn't seem to be Wade.

However, before she could think about it, Deadpool seemed to return to normal: "You know, my brain is not normal, and sometimes I act a little depressed. Don't you like me now?"

A smile appeared on Carmelita's gloomy face, but the pain quickly distorted the smile, and it flashed past like a hallucination: "Ahem, Wade, you are still as funny as you were when you were a child. I like it very much. If ...It would be great if we had a chance to be together..."

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"Ellie, come with daddy, let's get out of here."

Deadpool came to Ellie's room. At this time, the little girl was drawing. On the grass, a man, a woman, and a child were holding hands, but the man had no face.

He directly picked up Ellie and left without looking back.

"Mom, is she dead? And where are we going?"

The little girl has long known that such a day will come, because many neighbors in many communities are like her family. If someone gets sick and has no money for medical treatment, death is the final outcome.

But she was lucky. At least her father came back before her mother left, which was better than many people.

"Yes, she is dead, and you will live with me from now on." Wade's voice came from behind the black and red mask: "As for where to go now, I heard that you have always wanted to eat a Wilson fast food?"

"How did you know?" Ellie shed tears silently. She didn't even dare to cry loudly: "Actually, I would rather go together as a family."

Deadpool's mask moved and rubbed against Ellie's face like a living thing: "Because I just know, listen, kid, sometimes reality is not as satisfactory as it should be. All we can do is try our best to protect those around us. As long as you try it, no matter what the result is, you will have a clear conscience."

"I know, Dad." Ellie wiped her tears and nodded her little head, but tears continued to flow from her big eyes.

"Good boy, let me give you a piece of candy." Deadpool touched her head, took out a piece of chocolate from somewhere, flexibly peeled off half of the wrapping paper with one hand and five fingers, and stuffed it into the girl's hand.

"Hmm..." Ellie took a bite of chocolate, and she was about to say something but fell asleep instantly.

Deadpool hugged her up, kicked open the door with his feet, and came to the alley outside the door.

Here, there is another Deadpool, who is leaning against the corner, his head drooping and falling into a coma.

There is no way, Bigby's Powerful Fist is an 8-level arcane spell. In Elminster's hands, even a troll can be knocked to death. The duration of Deadpool's coma... is a bit beyond expectations.

Everyone went back to the half hour before Carmelita's death, and it turned out that Wade couldn't wake up. I don't know if it was because he didn't want to wake up in his heart, but his memory had indeed been tampered with.

Su Ming had no choice but to let Strangler transform and take a blow himself. Fortunately, they were not familiar with Deadpool, otherwise Deathstroke would not be able to imitate the smell of Deadpool.

"Take out the memory I just had and give it to Wade."

His figure suddenly changed, revealing his face, putting Ellie in Wade's arms, and then spoke to the mage beside him.

The young female mage took out her wand, pointed it at his temple, and slowly pulled out a few silver-white filaments. These things looked like smoke and silk, swaying in the air.

The magicians in the Harry Potter world are actually very similar to the warlocks in dnd, and also like the elf spell users in dc.

The pure-blooded humans there are actually all Muggles, and those with the ability to cast spells have more or less the blood of magical creatures.

The wand picked up these silk threads and brought them under Wade's nostrils, but they swung back and forth and refused to be sucked in.

"Professor, he seems to be unable to accept these memories." The girl with slightly curly hair remained calm, but what she said clearly meant that she had no choice. At least in her world, she had never encountered such a situation.

Su Ming sighed, squatted down and rolled up Wade's mask halfway, revealing the lower half of his face.

"That's because your method is wrong. You put your wand in the right place."

Deathstroke guided him step by step, letting the silver threads stay under Wade's nostrils, swaying with his breathing.

Then he stretched out his hands, grabbed the two small spots on Wade's chest, pinched hard, and then spun wildly.

With the sound of two small light bulbs exploding, Wade, who was in a coma, took a sharp breath of cold air, and the silver threads representing memories were sucked in by him in a swish.

Well, the last piece of the puzzle has been added, and Wade now has detailed memories of the last time he and Carmelita got together.

Su Ming stood up, took out a bottle of liquor to wash his hands, and nodded with satisfaction: "Did you see it? Miss Granger, I once taught you not to rely too much on magic when you can use physical means."

Hermione's face turned red. What kind of method was pinching someone else? ! This is not a tactic that British ladies can use at all!

But she was a good student, so she nodded to show that she remembered: "I remember, Professor."

"Very good, Mordo? Where did he die again? Come here quickly, carry Wade and his daughter to the nearest Wilson's fast food restaurant, and tell the spiders there what to do."

Not far away, Modu was performing various "deep and dark fantasy" actions on the wild cat. The wild cat standing on the trash can had a very human look in its eyes. It looked at the human in tight leather pants as if it was a retard.

Hearing the call of the Supreme Mage, Mordo showed a smile full of joy: "The world follows your wishes, Master."

"Stop calling yourself 'The World', it gives me goosebumps all over my body." Su Ming rolled his eyes, and Modu was completely spoiled: "Go and do things quickly, let's go back to Kama Taj."

Not to mention how Wade hugged his chest and whined after waking up, and how he took Ellie home to explain to Vanessa.

His story is just a smiling wave among countless stories happening at the same time. There is nothing special at all.

The stories of countless people, whether happy or sad, are combined to form the history of Marvel. For a period of time, the glowing line under the gem was collected by Death Knell on his chest.

There are many secrets that only the Supreme Mage can know, and only he can bear the pain in the darkness.

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1991, Antarctica.

"Finally it's out, phew..." The death knell, covered in dirt and looking gray, emerged from an underground tunnel. This was originally a nest of giant ants, and he killed those things: "Maybe Pim would like this creature, but I never want to remember the smell of an ant hole again in my life."

The little black bean sprouts on the shoulders also nodded in agreement.

Eating one ant is called trying something new, eating two is called satisfying one's craving, and eating ten is called feeling full.

But eating three hundred thousand? vomit......

The symbiote confirms that it surpasses all its kind because it is afraid that it has a disease that its kind will never get - anorexia.

Deathstroke stood on the ground and took a breath of fresh air and moved his waist. Although he was not completely underground in the past ten years, he occasionally came up to relax, but it was not until recently that he finally found the spider totem.

Thinking of the ten years of running around in the maze of the underground world, it's really hard to describe.

All methods of identifying directions cannot be used underground. He can only use the most primitive method to draw a map in his mind. But while he is memorizing the road, there are underground creatures digging new passages somewhere. This work is really too difficult. Difficult.

But fortunately, all the races underground that cannot communicate have been wiped out, and the creatures that can communicate have more or less accepted the conditions of the Supreme Mage. They will obey the leadership of Kama Taj, and under the guidance of the Antarctic Sanctuary, Together we can create a harmonious new home in the barbaric continent.

Su Ming counted his harvest while flying in the direction of the village.

Everything I originally planned to look for was found here, and there were a few extra gains besides that.

For example, there are enough dinosaur eggs for him to build Jurassic Park in New York, and black technology that can make biological reproductive equipment. I think business will be better after returning this time.