The Death Knell

"I heard that you once spread the will of fire to the Asgardians? Did they believe it?"

The two mercenary brothers came to an arc-shaped platform not far from the World Tree. This platform, which was originally made of golden rocks and built around the big tree, was now dilapidated, and its footings continued to fall into pieces towards the abyss below. stone.

Wade was not worried about his feet, he wanted to find out some interesting things.

"Odin half believed it, that's why he compromised with me later..." Deathstroke looked at the flames in front of him, stretched out his hand to feel something as if to warm the fire, and then shook his head: "But those It’s no longer important, what we need to deal with next is the ‘shadow gods’, are you ready?”

"Wait a minute... you called me over with a phone call and shot me without saying anything. Brain tissue damage will definitely lead to amnesia, because now I don't even remember what you mentioned to me. Have you read the information about these gods? Are they beauties? Or do they look like beauties?"

Deadpool's head shook wildly, and he opened his arms to block his cousin, looking like he had seen a ghost.

"It's normal that you don't remember, because I really didn't tell you anything." Su Ming shrugged and helped Deadpool adjust the position of the bullet hole in the mask: "I just asked you if you are ready."

"I don't know anything. What did you ask me to prepare? If you want to ask me if I had an enema today, I can only answer you no, but I brought whitening lotion." Deadpool took it out from the pony bag behind him. A white bottle, I squeezed a lump of paste into my hand, rubbed it with my backhand a few times and applied it on the mask: "OK, I'm ready. Those guys should sound dark based on their names, but it doesn't matter. I'm white. It’ll be okay.”

Su Ming shook his head speechlessly, took out a bottle of wine and handed it to Deadpool. The black and yellow armor shone in the firelight: "I'm asking if you are ready to kill me. I am not asking you to prepare to sell your butt to the gods in the shadows." Immortality comes from time.”

"You haven't said who they are yet. Even if you don't know, you can at least make a guess, right?" Deadpool raised his head, feeling the heat wave hitting his face, waiting for the DIY mask like a mask and lotion to be slowly absorbed: " How about we call the missing Batman back and ask? I bet he must be hiding somewhere and peeping secretly, because I always feel like someone is staring at me lustfully. What is this called... By the way, sight evil?"

Su Ming watched the World Tree disintegrate in the flames, took out the Cosmic Cube from his pocket and held it in his hand: "I do have some reasoning, because if you really want to talk about it, I saw them decades ago, when they gave people It feels...weird.”

"Strange? What else can make you feel that way?" Deadpool scratched his head and narrowed his eyes. His mask began to smoke under the high temperature, and the lotion seemed to be boiling: "It's better than us in negative space. Are the things you’ve seen still strange?”

But the cousin stopped answering.

The blue light pouring out of the cube crawled across Deathstroke's body like flowing water, and his free hand pressed on the time gem in his chest.

Both took effect at the same time, and the falling Asgard was abruptly stopped. To be precise, time within the entire dimension was suspended.

Not to mention the steaming Deadpool next to him, the gravel falling under his feet, and even the flames on the World Tree were fixed there, like frozen red waves.

"Show up, gods hiding in the darkness, you have no other choice but to defeat me here." Released the hand on his chest, Deathstroke drew out his giant sword and stuck it on the ground: "I I already know your specific identities, and with the Time Stone in hand, you can’t hide."

"well......"

There was a sigh between heaven and earth. The World Tree collapsed, and a twisted smoke emerged from the shadow of the flame. This smoke folded and rolled in the air, gradually expanded, and wrapped up the rest. Throughout the Golden Palace, the gods appeared in mid-air again.

They were sitting in the darkness, and could only see vague silhouettes. Some were wearing horned helmets, and some were holding double-sided battle axes. They looked very consistent with Asgard's style.

"Why do you have to participate in this cycle? None of this has anything to do with you or the earth."

The person in the shadow sitting on the throne in the center spoke. They didn't seem to want to fight, maybe they hadn't gotten over the psychological shadow that Deadpool left them decades ago.

"You may not be able to understand my thoughts when I express them, but I can give you an example." Deathstroke pressed the Tesseract to his chest, strangled and wriggled it into the host's chest: "It's like I prepared a spaceship. I wanted to go on a space voyage, but it turned out that in addition to the air-conditioning system I installed myself, someone else installed an outdated boiler in the ship... Do you understand now?"

"We don't understand you."

This time it was a woman's voice. Her voice was very rough, and you could tell she was a fierce woman.

"Haha, you think I'm deceiving you? Are you pretending not to understand technical terms? After the last fight, I have been thinking about your identities. To be honest, I didn't have enough evidence to prove my reasoning at that time."

Su Ming looked up at the gods in the sky, held the hilt of his sword with one hand, took out a cigarette to smoke, and exhaled a puff of smoke:

"Fuck...but I know that when Ragnarok comes, the last piece of the puzzle I'm missing will appear on its own. So not long ago, I already determined who you are, and when the man in the dark is revealed Under the eyes of everyone, the secret is no longer there, and your life is like a candle in the wind."

"...Impossible, you can't guess our identity, even Odin can't do it, because we are the ancestors of the Asa clan, far beyond all historical records."

Someone among the gods in the shadow spoke. He didn't sound too angry, but he still spoke very quickly.

"Are you serious? Haha, do you want to laugh me to death?" Deathstroke rubbed his face, lowered his head and shook his head silently: "A group of mysterious second-generation gods shouted at the spokesperson of Weishan Emperor for their Existence cannot be recorded, which is simply stupid. Anyway, time has been suspended, so I will tell you my reasoning."

"First of all, you can be looked at directly, and you have formed a group. Your body is not an indescribable monster, but more similar to a humanoid, so you are not an ancient one. After all, those existences will make ordinary people go crazy at a glance, and the individuals are enough Strong, no need to hug each other for warmth."

"Secondly, in your shadow image you can see the armor and weapons on each person's body or in their hands, so you are not the ancient gods. Because the ancient gods either evolved from animals or plants on the earth, they never need weapons. You don’t think that Ao Shutu or Seth will take action, right?”

"Again, the fact that you speak Old Norse instead of English means that you are not alien gods either, because all alien gods in the universe speak English. You choose Old Norse just because you are at the beginning of 'another' timeline. "

"Finally, what is left behind in the ruins of the Golden Palace has completely exposed your identities, but that's right. I am an outsider and have become the Supreme Mage. You don't have me in your timeline, so you would never think of me. Ordinary people have also read the Epic Edda to understand the prophecies after Ragnarok.”

"Having said that, aren't you going to admit it? You should know that you will be lenient if you confess, and you will be lenient if you resist, die early and be reincarnated early, and strive to be a good person in the next life. Isn't this delicious?"

Deathstroke took a puff of a cigarette to say a word, and after finishing the cigarette, he said all he needed to say.

"..."

There was silence between heaven and earth, and a few seconds later, the sound of weapons and armor rubbing against each other came from the dark sky.

Su Ming shook his head, patted the Deadpool next to him with his hand that glowed green, allowing him to regain his mobility. At the same time, he put out the cigarette butt in his mouth and put it away, and exhaled a piece of smoke deeply:

"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. If you don't want the original tragic death package, I can only arrange death for you."