The Death Knell

"I said, why haven't I seen him come to play with me after waiting for a long time? It turns out he came to you, big fat man?"

A few minutes later, a child version of Deadpool with small arms and legs found the place, standing by the dark green pool, looking speechlessly at the fat white man lying on the belly of the putrid giant.

"Shh, be quiet, my Chosen One, he is still young and has just fallen asleep." Nurgle covered Strange's ears with his big hands dripping with yellow pus, carefully not letting Deadpool's drake The throat woke the child.

"Scumbag, fall in love with everyone you meet." The little Deadpool is also a spiritual body. He can incarnate into thousands of things in the world in his head, and he also has absolute control, because this is very reasonable: "Obviously I don't even have lubricating oil." I have all the candles and candles ready, ready to have some exciting fun with him, but you took my target away, how can I do my job?"

When he followed his cousin to the Warhammer Universe, Deadpool had sternly refused Nurgle's solicitation, and he didn't want to drink the honey flowing out of his abscesses and become some kind of 'Great Unclean One'.

But the God of Chaos is actually a spirit, a high-dimensional concept, an idea that once seen, can never be erased.

Nurgle directly left a shadow in his mind and lived in the form of spiritual power.

At the same time, because of Nurgle's actions, the other three gods of chaos also noticed this bitch. He was cruel, cunning, and addicted to carnal desires, which fully met their requirements.

So these three people put aside their past disputes, projected into Deadpool's head, and marked their own territory here.

The 'Word Bearers' can believe in the four gods of chaos at the same time. It is not a problem for the four gods to love one person at the same time. However, compared to Nurgle, the love of the other three may not be easy to accept.

Wade's mind was originally in chaos, even more chaotic than the environment in subspace, and the evil gods felt as comfortable as returning home.

In short, Deadpool has long known that his mind is not normal. He thought that these four gods were his own imagination, so he created a little haze to block the other three gods, and only occasionally chatted or played with the big fat man. Play.

Speaking of which, Slaanesh is actually quite good, but unfortunately, she has four pairs of wives and three penises at the same time. Deadpool cannot accept this level of pleasure.

"Hoo hoo ho... The sleep of the spirit can last in the blink of an eye, or it can last for thousands of years. The relationship between the soul and the spirit is closer than you think."

Nurgle smiled happily and kindly. His mind was far more clear-headed than that of the Old Ones, and he was obviously more far-sighted:

"You can wake up, Deadpool. This child will become my warrior and help you in the real dimension, because there is love in his heart and he loves this world."

The land beside the pool was also filled with twisted screams. The slimy twisted creatures began to laugh. Animals and plants began to twist and expand with strange vitality. A torrent of dirty sewage was shaken up into the sky. With this laughter, like It rained heavily.

"Oh, okay, drink, bah!" Deadpool spit into the green pool and nodded boredly: "It's okay for you to live next to my amusement park, but be careful not to let your flies come to steal from you in the future. Eat my ice cream or I'll kill all your kids."

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Hahahahahaha...bring the dead to my throne! I will crown you with their souls and suffering!"

From another corner of the amusement park, in the darkness covered by scarlet haze, crazy bloodthirsty screams came from.

But Deadpool hates being taught how to do things the most. He has his own way of doing things, so he gestured his middle finger to that side without looking back: "Add, add, if you keep talking nonsense, I will imagine a nightclub, and then I will imagine you." Mom, I’ll add the clock to her, and then ask all the black buddies I used to know in Africa to take care of her business.”

"Hehehehe..." A sweet laughter like silver bells came from behind the purple mist in another corner.

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Everything is very long, yet very short.

Deadpool opened his eyes. He was still standing on the street before. The small suitcase containing Vision and Ultron's heads was thrown aside and landed on the crawling ground like a red flesh film.

There was still Doctor Strange in front of him, with his eyes closed and a baby-like smile on his face.

The next second, his body suddenly expanded, and the robe on his body exploded into fragments flying in the sky. The whole person turned into a rotting monster over seventy meters tall, like a mountain of flesh.

The plague flowed out from his facial features like thick green smoke, and the dense swarms of flies also broke through the bulging belly, shooting straight into the sky like dark clouds, and the rotten and pus-filled intestines suddenly fell out of the belly, like decorations. Swinging in mid-air.

The originally pale skin turned into a yellow and green color of corruption, various fatal diseases constituted his body, and the tissues and organs were endowed with divine power. He was no longer the Strange in the past. Now he saw After learning the truth about the world, he was reborn.

The giant looked down at the little red and black figure, but his smiling face was filled with respect and reverence. When he spoke, his voice was like the sound of putrid bubbles rising from the bottom of a swamp:

"Deadpool, my merciful father asked me to help you."

"Hiss..." Deadpool picked up the box and patted it, turned to look at the deserted place, and talked to the non-existent audience: "So weren't those dreams just now? I thought it was my brain cancer again. What kind of mutation has happened? It seems quite reasonable. My fantasy ability is indeed through the sky."

"Mr. Wilson, what exactly did you do?"

He was quite calm and even took it for granted.

But Luther, who was watching in the sky in the distance, was surprised. He had never seen anything like this before. Just by looking at each other, Deadpool could turn the enemy into an obedient monster. What is this? Skill?

Although he still suppressed his emotions and did not lose his composure, the scientist's curiosity suddenly exploded.

"Just call me Wade, Lex. We are good friends. Mr. Wilson is my cousin." Deadpool took out the mini walkie-talkie from his ear, shook the earwax on it and put it back: "Relax, this is This kind of thing that is difficult for ordinary viewers to understand often happens, just like the probability of police accidentally killing a black man in the United States. I know he is a bit old, so please bear with it."

"Ha, interesting." Luther squinted his eyes in front of the monitor. He seemed to have gained something extra and moved the topic lightly: "In that case, let this monster who obeys you lead the way, let him lead you Go see Lord Marvell, and I will help you at the critical moment."

"It makes sense." Deadpool nodded, hugged the small box tightly, looked up at the giant and said, "Doctor Strange, can you take me to find Lord Marvel? And then help me kill him?"

The giant meat mountain grinned, and his tongue, which looked like an ecdysis snake, popped out of his mouth that was emitting green smoke.

"We are willing to serve, God's Chosen One. We can make him understand what true love is. However, the title of Doctor Strange is no longer worthy of me. Now, you can call me - Dr. Unclean."

"Tsk, the new code name sounds pretty cool. As a code name that came to mind at the last moment, it seems that your rationality has returned. This is the right thing. What's the good of going crazy? Why don't we all get rich together."

Wade also changed his smile. He quite liked this honest fat man.

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