Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 432 17. Death Knell. Unlucky Day

"Take him away!"

A few minutes later, looking at the burly mercenary who fainted at his feet because of the intense, beyond-limit pain, Merlin withdrew his wand in disappointment. He said to the Babbit agent beside him:

"Crying over and over again that he longs for pain and strength...Unfortunately, he still hasn't been able to transcend himself. I thought that he would be the first person to survive the Cruciatus Curse, but unfortunately, he is not."

"Sir, don't be too hard on the poor man."

While directing the agents to carry the two unconscious guys away, Barbie said to Merlin:

"When I chatted with Mr. Crow before, he told me that the Cruciatus Curse is generally used by Aurors for interrogation. In the past few hundred years, almost no criminals can survive this continuous and escalating painful curse. ..that mercenary is strong, but he is also an ordinary person."

"I don't blame him, Barbie."

Merlin looked back at the battlefield being cleaned, and said softly:

"It's the strong ones who always have to get used to being accompanied by pain."

"So, sir, do you think you are strong?"

asked Barbie.

Merlin shook his head, he turned his head and patted Barbie on the shoulder, and said meaningfully:

"Do not."

"I am pain..."

"Okay, that's it for tonight, go check out the background of this group of people, and then call up the information of their mercenary group. This group of guys with their own strengths, no matter how they look, they don't seem to be casual. The kind that can just jump out."

After Merlin gave an order, he walked towards his office building. Barbie asked behind him:

"Sir, there are three more people running away, do you want to pursue them?"

"No, no need."

Merlin glanced at the empty high wall, he took out his pocket watch to check the time, and said firmly:

"They thought they escaped, but fate has already planned their future path... There are 35 minutes left, don't worry, they can't escape."

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On the other side, Deathstroke fled the ghost base with his injured accomplices. While flying at low altitude, he cursed:

"Damn AIM, damn contract! Life that just got better, it's over again!"

"I said it a long time ago, we shouldn't have taken this job!"

Behind him, a red-clothed mercenary in tattered clothes followed the death knell to escape, while pulling out the bullet embedded in the skull of his arm, and throwing it aside.

The jumpy guy also found time to get himself a new headgear, his previous one had been broken during the scuffle.

He didn't seem to want others to see his face, and he wore a black and red hood all the time, dressed like a transvestite.

"Shut up! Wade!"

Deathstroke said angrily:

"You found this job, hell, you cheated me, you cheated all of us!"

"But I also made a suggestion!"

Deadpool screamed in retort:

"They came to me and said that they would give me a lot of money and let us go to a place to cause destruction. Destruction! Isn't this what you like to do most? You don't need us to save people, don't need us to steal things, don't need us to rob banks ...just sabotage! We're good at that."

"But they didn't tell us that it was the Raven's base."

Deathstroke glanced back at the ghost base that was no longer visible behind him, and said in a cold tone:

"Those bastards tricked us like monkeys, and I'll make them pay. But before that, we've got to figure out a way to get our guys out."

"I have an idea!"

Wade jumped forward and ran forward, saying to his cousin:

"A brilliant idea!"

"Shut up, Wade."

Deathstroke said impatiently:

"It's your amazing idea that got us to where we are... your shitty smarts are only going to make us worse."

"No, no, this time is a really great idea."

Deadpool didn't care about the impatience in his cousin's tone, he said confidently:

"I've seen it all. In that base, only the black mist monster is difficult to deal with, and the others are ordinary people. I'll go and entangle that black mist monster, and then you and Jamieson rush into the base, and Jamieson will carry it on his back. Enough explosives to blow up the entire cell and get our men and the guys that the employers want released."

"He's not called the Black Mist Monster."

Deathstroke was silent for a few seconds, and then said to his brother:

"His name is Merlin, Merlin Riley, nicknamed Raven, I recognize him, he is a difficult guy. You can't entangle him alone...his ability, the ability to transform into black mist. ..”

There was a hint of undisguised envy in Deathstroke's tone, and he said:

"If I have that ability too..."

"Didn't that group of scientists say they would do research?"

Wade interjected:

"They promised, they will replicate that power, and you will soon be like that black mist monster."

"Ha ha."

Deathstroke glanced at his brother, and said:

"Do you really trust those scientists?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

Wade shrugged and said indifferently:

"Anyway, there is nothing to lose."

"I don't trust them."

The death knell snorted coldly:

"They have something to do with Hydra, we're just playing tricks on them, my brother, I'm going to kill them all sooner or later! Everyone!"

"You're so twisted, Slade."

Wade said:

"You don't even remember what happened to you before, why are you so obsessed with killing? Killing is not fun, look at me, I only kill those damn people, so I am very happy every day... Wait until I save enough Money, I'm retiring, I'm going to find my Vanessa."

"Do not be silly!"

Deathstroke said mercilessly:

"With your current ugly appearance, as long as that woman is not blind, she will stay as far away from you as possible!"

"I'll buy her a boat!"

Deadpool retorted:

"Women like money and I have lots and lots of money...Vanessa will forgive me."

"Uh, uh, where am I?"

The two cousins ​​were bickering, and the skinny mercenary who was held by the death knell also woke up at this time. Just like a big mouse.

His name is Jamison Falkes, nicknamed Junkrat, he is an outlaw and an expert in demolition from Australia, a lunatic who likes chaos and destruction, and is the number one thug in Deathstroke's Talon mercenary group.

But he is in a mess now.

Although he escaped the danger of being torn apart by the magic explosion, the impact of that energy still made him a little confused, and there were dried blood stains under his ears and nostrils.

"Jamison, you bastard is finally awake."

Deadpool said cheaply:

"Do you know that when you were in a coma just now, those agents almost gave you a cramp. I risked my life to save you, why don't you thank me quickly? Why don't you give me the treasure you found in the Australian desert? .”

"Shut up, Wade!"

Junkrat, who just woke up, rubbed his forehead vigorously, and said:

"Hearing your voice gives me a headache... Boss, where are we going?"

Junkrat looked around, and he asked:

"Where's Akan? And Marco... where are they all?"

"They've been caught."

It was Wade who was the first to answer Junkrat's question, saying:

"They've been tied up by the Black Mist. They're lost. It's a pity, Jamieson, but we're the only ones left now."

"Maybe we should go save them."

Junkrat gritted his teeth and said:

"By the way blowing up that damn base...well, I'm kind of... not feeling well."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his stomach, his face became pale, and a vague pain began to appear in his body.

"Probably injured."

Deathstroke took a look at Junkrat's dismal expression, and said:

"Let's find a place to rest and contact other people by the way... If we want to counterattack and go back, we can't rely on the three of us."

A few minutes later, in a hidden woods, Deathstroke took off his helmet. The armor he was wearing was obtained from AIM, which was paid in advance by the group of mad scientists for this jailbreak operation. .

Speaking of which, the people at AIM are really rich and powerful, and the equipment they paid in advance to the Talon mercenary group was worth tens of millions of dollars.

The armed robot Bob thrown by the cowgirl, the revolver in the cowboy's hand, the two swords of Deadpool, the armor of Deathstroke, the mechanical arm of Akan, the bomb of Junkrat, and the black man who first infiltrated the base The teleportation beacons used by Shadow, etc., were provided by Talon's employers.

The goods are of high quality and have a very high technological content.

"You look bad."

Deathstroke glanced at his subordinates. Junkrat was squatting by the campfire, curled up in a ball. He seemed to be cold, and seemed to be suffering from increasing pain. Every muscle in his face was trembling.

"Wade, contact Moira."

Deathstroke checked Junkrat's situation, and he turned to Deadpool who was roasting two pieces of sausage on the campfire with his sword:

"Junkrat may need surgery, get her to Kansas as fast as possible."

"I don't like that woman."

While taking out the communicator, Wade complained to his cousin:

"She's always trying to dissect me, but she won't pay for it...not even going out for a drink with me."

"Shut up, let me be quiet for a while, okay?"

Deathstroke said something with a headache. He took Wade's sword, put the roasted sausage by his mouth, took a bite, closed his eyes, and began to think about the next thing.

Black Claw is the mercenary group he formed with the forces he left before. It is an important bargaining chip for Deathstroke to realize his revenge plan and future life. He can't give up.

It's not easy to find a group of guys as talented as they are in the world.

But just a few minutes later, when Deadpool had just finished calling with a very tired tone, Deathstroke's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he turned to look at Junkrat who had already released his voice.

He felt an energy that was rapidly increasing its energy level was gathering...

After the period of suffering being used as a test object by Hydra, he has this ability to perceive energy, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

"I... I'm a little... uncomfortable..."

The sallow-faced Junkrat seemed to sense something was wrong, he stretched out his hand towards the death knell, trying to beg for help.

But the next moment, under the watchful eyes of Deathstroke and Deadpool, a dark green flame suddenly exploded on Junkrat's body, like a torn door, the pungent sulfur smell accompanied by Junkrat's screams. burst out of the woods.

A huge figure, more than 4 meters high, with wings on its back, black horns on its head, a giant war blade in its hand, a ferocious face, and a doomsday guard demon wrapped in flames all over his body, stepped out of the torn space.

Just stepped on Junkrat. Human bones cannot bear the malicious trampling of a demon. Amidst the bone-cracking sound that made teeth ache, Junkrat screamed while spurting blood:

"what!"

"My legs! My legs!"

Junkrat, whose whole body was ignited by mana flames, let out an earth-shattering scream. He rolled on the ground, screaming:

"Help me! Help me..."

"Fake!"

Deathstroke picked up the helmet, buckled it on his head, and pulled out his sharp sword with his backhand. Wade beside him also clenched his weapon. At this time, it was exactly 35 minutes before they escaped from the ghost base.

In the office of the remote ghost base, Merlin stood by the glass window, with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the direction in which the three escaped.

There was no emotion in his eyes, as indifferent as a sculpture.

Everything is in plan.

"Kill it!"

Facing the ferocious doomsday guard, the death knell yelled, and rushed up wearing armor. Behind him, the immortal Deadpool had no fear, and was even a little excited.

Cutting the devil... This is the first time for him.

More than 20 minutes later, after the immortal Deadpool was dismembered 13 times, the two finally cut off the head of the doomsday guard with difficulty. At this time, the armor of the death knell had been severely deformed.

"Damn it!"

Deathstroke picked up the badly burned Junkrat, and he glanced back at Wade. The crazy cousin was trying to cut off the devil's horn as a trophy.

"Come on, Wade, find a place... Junkrat needs treatment, he's dying."

"Wait a minute, this devil horn will definitely sell for a good price."

After another ten minutes, the three people in a panic finally found a place where there were people.

It was a farm far from the town, and it seemed to be very suitable for recuperation and shelter.

"boom"

Because of repeated setbacks, the death knell kicked open the door of the farm. He planned to occupy the farm and take a good rest. A few seconds later, a young man with dark hair pushed open the door of the room and looked at it calmly. Looking at the three people in front of him.

他 说:

"We don't accept strangers here, you guys leave now."

"Dry!"

The death knell cursed, he raised his sword, and cursed at the young man in front of him:

"Go away! I don't want to hurt people now, but you'd better not mess with me!"

"Ugh..."

The black-haired young man clenched his fists helplessly. He looked at the three people in front of him and said:

"Mom and Dad are resting, I can't let you disturb them."

"Sorry...this might hurt a bit."

(End of this chapter)