The Death Knell

Strangler has indeed turned into a small snake, but the big crescent-shaped eyes on the snake's head and its mouth full of multi-layered fangs do not look like snakes. To put it bluntly, it is still a tentacle.

Wade behind him turned his head and held his fingers in envy: "I also picked up a symbiote not long ago, but it couldn't even make a sound and liked to bite people, so I threw it away."

"Look at your enemies, don't look around. Although they have been pulled to the stage by me at this time and have lost their biggest support, they are still gods."

The cousin said this, and while the big sword was flying, he once again helped Deadpool block an attack from the opponent. It was a cold wave like an ice storm, and a blue and white tornado rolled out from a box in the opponent's hand. .

Unsurprisingly, the props lost in the Golden Palace's treasure house are also in the hands of these guys. Some of them are a little troublesome because they are related to the ancient ones. If they are not played well, they will cause trouble later.

Speaking of which, the gods in the film are indeed the legal heirs of these props. After all, they are the inheritance of the Immortal Palace, even though they are not on the same timeline.

"Just defensive counterattacks like this are too inefficient. We still have to take the initiative to attack." The expression under Deadpool's mask became serious. He rubbed his swords like a mantis, and his small white eyes swept across the battlefield: " I'm going to fight these gods one by one, cousin, you cover me!"

After saying that, he looked up at the sky, picked his target, and then prepared to charge at a guy who had already landed.

Then...he fell down because after turning in the air and using the destruction death ray, he forgot to pick up his pants when he landed.

Su Ming shook his head silently. He was too lazy to care how his cousin fought. He could just do as he pleased. Wade couldn't die anyway.

The Supreme Mage focused on Wall-E, because the god who looked a bit like Odin was wearing a golden Infinity Gauntlet.

Although this thing is not used by Deathstroke, it cannot be left outside. The Supreme Mage still needs to keep it on behalf of the earth.

At this time, there was no gem on the glove. Wall-E was purely using it as a glove-shaped energy amplifier, shooting out streaks of golden light as a means of attack.

Speaking of which, they are not stupid. They separated some people to restrain the two humans, and the rest were performing some kind of ritual, as if they were planning to escape from this dimension blocked by time and space.

But they will soon understand why Deathstroke chose the time when World Tree was destroyed to fight them...

Without the energy supply of Yectrasil, these future gods would have nowhere to draw on. If they want to understand the power of runes, they must sacrifice an eyeball to the ancient tree god, pierce themselves into the branches, and hang them for seven days. Only in Qiye can there be a slight possibility.

Surtur burned the tree just now. Even if these people want to improvise and pick someone to hang on the tree, they have no chance.

If they just want to defeat the Time Stone and the Cosmic Cube, they are thinking too much, and Deathstroke will not give them any chance to make a comeback.

The cloak behind him was taken off and thrown out, allowing it to harass those behind the enemy who were performing the ritual in the air. Su Ming himself shot out the strangulation at super-light speed, and the tentacles were like ropes wrapped around Wall-E.

The opponent wanted to dodge, but time seemed to have jumped, and the rope appeared directly around his neck.

"What? This is impossible..."

He grabbed the black rope around his neck with his backhand and tried to struggle, but a huge force came and he was involuntarily pulled away.

Almost instantly, a black and yellow mask appeared in front of him. The sword passed through his chest, and the hand holding the sword was torn left and right a few times, fully damaging the internal organs:

"There is nothing impossible. Asgard can be regarded as the dimension of the World Tree, and it has now fallen. I'm afraid you don't know how far the Time Stone can play in this ownerless dimension, right?"

The heart, lungs, trachea, and aorta were all smashed to pieces by the night sword. The death knell shook the body hard and split the body into two halves. The sword flashed and cut off the opponent's gloved forearm in mid-air. .

The black and yellow gauntlet reached out and caught the golden artifact.

The gods in the shadows may have been watching before, but they never saw through Deathstroke's plan.

What did they think Deathstroke was going to talk to Angboda about? What did Surtur imply when he said that the days ahead are long when he left? Why would the Master Supreme let Hela, who is obviously more reliable than Deadpool, leave?

Getting rid of the big snake, getting rid of Badr, trapping or sending away all the Asa protoss, and so on, they didn't understand the series of plans, maybe they just saw it as fun.

But it was this series of secret operations that caused Asgard to have no dimensional demon to control it, so that Deathstroke could temporarily control the entire dimension through the authority of the Cosmic Cube. Even the appearance of Batman, a stranger, was used to transfer Attention, everything is utilized to the extreme.

If you can't even understand these, what are the gods in the shadows doing to fight Deathstroke?

Looking at the Infinity Gauntlet in his hand, Su Ming smiled slightly: "Strangulation."

The symbiote squirmed, swallowing the golden equipment and chewing it to pieces. There seemed to be a roar in the void, but it seemed like an illusion.

A few seconds later, a space similar to the infinite gem card slot appeared on Deathstroke's left hand armor, and a complex circuit structure was woven together.

"It's not necessary. My gems only need to be embedded in the bones. There is no need for an adapter of this level." Su Ming shook his head and rejected the symbiote's kindness, then brandished his giant sword and rushed towards the enemies. The silver light kept shining: "Wade, smile at the sky and cooperate with me."

Deadpool rolled sideways on the ground, assuming a posture like a reclining Buddha with one hand on his head. At this time, he was still bleeding from the nose mixed with brain matter, which was even more disgusting.

............................

Three minutes later, Su Ming patted Deadpool on the shoulder.

At this time, my cousin was riding on a god, squeezing the god's neck with his hands.

However, looking at the face on the other side that was already covered in vomit, it was estimated that this god was not strangled to death, but suffocated to death due to nausea.

"Okay, he's dead. Even if you act again, I won't pay more."

"Really? Haven't you seen the level of professionalism I showed, and the struggle he felt as a supporting actor that he didn't want to die?" Wade stood up a little disappointed, picked up his pants, and buttoned them carefully. Teleportation Belt: "It's okay to add a hundred, just give me his share."

"You made him vomit all over the place, which made my job of cleaning the battlefield a lot more difficult. Just forget it and I didn't deduct your money. Let's go on."

The cousin waved his hand like a fly, signaling Deadpool to get out of the way. The small fighting circle where he and the opponent were wrestling was full of vomit and excrement, and there wasn't much room for people to stand.

Taking out the melta grenade from his pocket, this weapon specialized for Space Marines looks like a red gas tank. Deathstroke pressed the button and attached it to the body.

With a sound of flames and corrosion, the corpse turned into a puddle of ashes blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye, perhaps floating in the air with his compatriots.

Su Ming pressed the time gem on his chest, letting time flow around him again, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Using X metal to power the time stone, pausing a dimension for a few minutes is still a bit mentally taxing. I'm afraid I'll have to go home and sleep for a few hours.