The Death Knell

But just as he was jumping around and preparing to pull the human cannon out of Fantasyland again, a woman's scream suddenly came from behind him.

"Ah! Why are you dancing around without any clothes on? Shameless!"

At the same time, he felt a huge force hitting his head. When he came back to his senses, he found that his field of vision was already in the orbit of Pluto.

The other party didn't know what method he used, but he actually ripped off the head with one blow from the air and threw it so far away. But that wasn't what Wade was thinking about now. He was thinking about how to get back.

There is only one head left now, and it’s quite cold in the vacuum environment of the universe. Could it be that you’re catching a cold?

However, the worry only existed for less than a second. The next second he felt that the scenery in front of him was flowing quickly again. It turned out that his head was back, growing back to the broken part of his neck, and he didn't know when he was wearing it again. Got a suit of clothes.

But this suit of clothes is not his uniform, but seems to have been stolen from a certain theater troupe, or a frog doll costume from a children's show.

But at least he's back.

He turned around and looked behind him, only to see a petite and exquisite student girl. She had short black Vassoon hair and skin as fair as a dead person, but her eyes were shining, as if there were stars shining in them.

"Little sister, where are your adults?"

Wade looked up at the sky, only to find that the hands of creation were frozen in place. He had seen similar situations before. Professor state.

But the girl in front of her is obviously much more powerful than the professor, because all the creative hands she fixates are multiverse-level or above.

So Deadpool was very polite when he spoke, which can be said to be a bit flattering.

"I am sixteen years old. I can watch horror movies without the presence of a guardian. It doesn't matter how much plasma I have."

The girl jumped towards him among the ruins. Even so, she did not show any discomfort. Even though Deadpool did stink, she still introduced herself with a smile:

"I'm Elaine Belloc, you may have heard your cousin mention me."

"OMG, so that song is true, you really do it." Deathstroke never told Deadpool this name, but the bitch was able to get the old guys' information through the live broadcast room, and his mouth immediately opened like a goose. Egg-shaped.

"Yes, I know this is a bit exciting for you. People's impression of God is always an old man with a white beard."

The cute and delicate Elaine rolled her eyes. She waved her hands, and the creative hands in the sky suddenly fell to the ground, sticking to the magma at the bottom of the pit like pancakes:

"But as you can see, I'm a girl and I'm a God, and here I am."

"Then do I need to kneel down and worship you? Then lick your toes? Speaking of which, I am an unbeliever, so I am a little curious, why do you appear in front of me? I heard from the veterans in the live broadcast room that you seem to be like the old man God There is an agreement that it cannot appear in the main dimension."

Putting away his swords, Deadpool touched the frog suit on his body and asked a question.

"Pervert, I don't need you to kneel or lick me. I don't want to reward you. Do you think I am a god who doesn't understand anything? I am a human being first."

However, Elaine, who was shaking her head repeatedly, could be said to have a look of disgust on her face, and her feet in black leather shoes also shrank back:

"As for the agreement between God and me, it only makes sense when I recognize it. If I don't recognize it, what can he do to me now? This is a good idea that Lucifer reminded me of."

In fact, Elaine had taken action against the Hands of Creation not long ago, but that time she was stopped by God, and she was very angry.

Lucifer also took the opportunity to make a suggestion, so why doesn't she return to the human world as a human?

He will be responsible for diverting God's attention to the Marvel Universe to delay time. In this way, if Elaine successfully enters the new multidimensional main dimension, it will not be so easy for God in the past to drive her out.

You must know that this new pluralism belongs to the unclaimed land, and whoever enters first will be his territory.

Now it is obvious that Elaine, a hybrid of human and god, entered the promised land before God, who was missing a component of the past.

"So that's it, then you guys are really smart little guys." Deadpool scratched his butt. He had no respect for God at all, whether it was the past or the future: "I'm going to go down and kill those guys, you If you have anything to do, go ahead and do it, don't worry about me."

After saying that, he carried his samurai sword and prepared to go to the bottom of the pit. The hands of creation seemed to be pressed there by invisible hands and could not move.

"I'm just here to find you." Elaine smiled slightly, and the two of them instantly moved to the side of the rickety giant creatures: "Whether you can see it or not, you are a part of the plan. This is my arrangement. Say To be honest, you can’t refuse.”

What the specific plan is, I can’t say for the time being. I can only say that she and Lucifer are planning to have some fun.

"Oh, that's why I hate you gods. You don't give people a chance to choose at all." Wade flattened his mouth, pulled out a sword, and stabbed one of the creative hands: "I already know that you and the past gods It’s a game, why bother? Aren’t you still relatives?”

"Everyone has annoying relatives." Elaine squatted down and poked the hand of creation with her fingers as if teasing ants: "I had a fat aunt. After my mother died, I used to go to her house. Thanksgiving, holy shit, you might as well throw me on a cross and crucify me.”

What she said was very much like a rebellious teenager, but what she did was an act of God. This sense of separation was particularly obvious in her.

"I don't have any relatives, except for my cousin. I'm still an orphan."

The despicable Deadpool found that his weapons could not hurt the Hands of Creation at all, so he simply lay flat, literally lying flat, lying between the tall Hands of Creation, with his hands behind his head, cocked. Lift your legs:

"You have confused me now. You and Lucifer are going to do something, why are you looking for me? Although I am the second most powerful mercenary in the universe, I am not enough to interfere in your game, right?"

"Haha, don't say that, Wade Wilson, your cousin once told others that even a piece of shit or a piece of toilet paper has its use, and you are no exception."

Elaine, the future God, rolled her eyes and then showed a malicious smile. She stretched out her hand and kneaded the hands of creation into the shape of angels like plasticine, then injected soul into them and whispered in a low voice:

"Besides, although I don't have much money, my uncle Lucifer has a lot of money. I can give you a good price. Besides, you don't want my uncle to know about your mess with Maizi, right?"

"Are you really a God who has always been a majestic person? Are you too skilled in threatening people? Although I am not afraid, you are indeed dark, too dark." The rotten Deadpool quickly scratched his head and thought about it. The last time I was threatened by a sixteen-year-old girl was the last time.