The Death Knell

Diana knocked out more than a dozen slave traders, hitting them with her shield and knocking them with the hilt of her sword, but she just couldn't bear to kill them.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Deadpool and Captain Marvel to create chaos in the crowd, she released the captured humans from the large golden cage, but given that she was still carrying a pair of large white wings at this time, the people in the cage They were too scared to speak.

"Go! Get out of here quickly!"

She made way for the exit of the cage and gave very concise instructions.

"But lady, where can we go? We don't even know where we are."

The captured slaves were all young, handsome men and beautiful women. After all, the old and lustful ones had been killed long ago, and there was no value in taking them back. Young people were relatively courageous.

Although I don’t know why this black-haired ‘angel’ wants to release everyone, it is a fact that people have no way to escape.

"Uh, adjutant, are you there?"

Diana hesitated for a moment, because she actually didn't know which way to show these people. After all, rescuing people was just a temporary idea. It was not mentioned in Deathstroke's plan before, so she could only ask the adjutant for help.

"I am here. You are carrying X metal. I can talk to you through the resonance of the connection force, but I cannot make a video call." The puppet's voice sounded in her ears, and the tone was still light, as if it was staying in the clouds.

"Can you pick up these people I rescued?" Diana didn't want to know the principles of long-distance communication, because there was no need for it. She just wanted to save people: "I should have mobilized some equipment of Sepulk. Permission?"

"Of course. You and Harley have the same rights as mistress. However, Sepulke has always been lenient in and out. These people will be isolated, anesthetized, and brainwashed to ensure that they will not remember anything that happened, right? As far as they are concerned, they will only remember that they have always been in New York. You saved them, but they will never remember you, are you still sure you want to save people?"

The adjutant's voice remained calm and unhurried, as if he didn't care about the lives of these prisoners at all.

"I'm sure, I'm not saving people just to get others to thank me. Act quickly." Diana turned around and left the cage. After all, being a superhero in DC means it's good not to be blamed afterward. She has long been used to it. .

She is not a mercenary. Superheroes do not need anything in return, not even just some mental relief or a little glory of reputation.

This is why Batman always says that he is not a superhero, because what he wants is to make others feel fear, and spreading fear among lawless villains brings him indescribable psychological satisfaction.

He has reaped benefits in various actions, which means there is a problem with his motivation. The Bat and the Joker are just two sides of Gotham's darkness. The two madmen are both patients, and there is no essential difference in the doctor's opinion.

Of course, these were not what Diana had thought of herself, but what Harry had told her during casual chats in the past.

The blue light behind her flashed past, and all the human slaves in the cage disappeared. Xiao Dai, who had his back to the beam of light, did not notice that the adjutant took away a few of the angels she knocked unconscious.

Maybe it won't be long before there will be new-looking androids picking up guests in Contrasia.

"squeak"

The muffled sound of a chainsaw cutting flesh was accompanied by blood splattering. Deadpool, who was wearing a white dress, was stepping on a dark elf who had not run away because of vomiting. In addition to hurting the opponent's body, he also chattered. Talk nonsense to hurt the other person’s spirit:

"How's it going? Mom, the scenery under my skirt is pretty, isn't it? Isn't this chain sword thick and long? It must feel good to be inserted into your body, right? Well? Why don't you speak? Do you not know English? Then you You're not qualified to be an alien. By the way, I cut off your trachea and spine, so you can't speak, so that's fine."

The giant chain sword was swung to the end, and the dark elf who was cut into two pieces finally died with a look of relief. The body was kicked away by Wade and rolled down in a pool of blood like garbage.

"This thing is easy to use, but I always feel that it is more deterrent than lethal, and it is easy for broken bones to get stuck in the chain."

Shaking its hind legs like a wild dog after urinating, Wade looked around and found that all the dark elves who came to purchase slaves had been killed by him, so he held his chin with his sword and started talking to himself. mode, first he commented on the weapons thrown by his cousin, and at the same time he did not forget to brag about himself:

"Actually, for a handsome guy like me, if you want to kill the dark elves, just give me a tube of toothpaste. How to do it? Just use toothpaste to erase the word 'dark' in front of their race name, haha!"

""The non-existent audience may be interacting with the barrage.

"It's not a cold joke, but you have to look beyond the appearance to see the essence. In the 40K universe, my cousin will not allow darker characters than him to exist. Even if they do not invade the earth this time, they will be found sooner or later. Get rid of it with an excuse.”

Deadpool pressed his nostrils hard, revealing a wet mark on his mask. He burped comfortably, waved his hands and said no more:

"Okay, all the dark elves here are dead, it's time for us to find the next bunch. It's a really troublesome task."

The golden square was in chaos, with bloodstains, corpses and unconscious angels everywhere.

At the same time as the conflict occurred, there were also angels who wanted to stop the actions of these three 'madmen', but they were all knocked unconscious by Carol. In terms of individual combat power, few of the angels could match Captain Marvel's. .

After she knocked out dozens of people, the others fled in disarray because they had no one to command them.

Now the three of them gathered together and checked that there were no missing dark elves in the square, and then continued to fly away. They had to kill as many dark elves as possible before the large army of angels blocked the area and aggravated the situation. change.

"This tactic feels like that of a terrorist." Diana sighed. Although she knew that special operations were often shady tactics, fighting like this always felt unsatisfactory.

The dark elves and angels in the square were not armed and were knocked down easily, without any sense of accomplishment.

"I think it's pretty good, come and see what I've gained, hehehehe."

Deadpool smiled and took out a handful of golden jewelry from his pocket, including rings, earrings, necklaces and bracelets, all of which he had just pulled off from the unconscious angels.

Being good at cleaning the battlefield and collecting anything useful is the basic quality of a mercenary.

He smiled proudly and took a bite of the gold bracelet through the mask to see the purity of the gold. As a result, a tooth was knocked out. He lifted up the mask and vomited a mouthful of blood:

"Bah, bad luck. This thing is covered with a layer of gold paint and is made of stainless steel. What kind of crazy person would wear such jewelry on the street? Is it to prevent it from floating when taking a bath? Could it be a diver's counterweight? ?”

Listening to Wade's cursing, Diana and Carol looked at each other during the flight, and both couldn't help but smile.

Deadpool is indeed disgusting, but this guy is also really funny.