The Death Knell

[网] Meiman's death knell "I said why I waited for a long time and didn't see him come to play with me, it turned out that you came to the big fat man?"

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

"Hush, be quiet, my Chosen, he is still young and just fell asleep." Nurgle covered Strange's ears with his big yellow pus hands, carefully not to let the drake of Deadpool The throat woke the child.

"Scumbag, see one and love one." Little Deadpool is also a mental body, able to incarnate in the world in his own mind, not to mention, he has absolute control, because this is very reasonable: "Obviously, I even have lubricating oil. I'm ready with the candle, I'm going to play with him a little bit of excitement, but you get my goal away, how can I make a difference?"

When he followed his cousin to the Warhammer Universe, Deadpool had refused Nurgle's solicitation, and didn't want to drink the honey from the other's abscesses and become some kind of ‘great impurity’.

But the God of Chaos is actually a kind of spirit, a high-dimensional concept, an idea that can't be erased once seen.

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

At the same time, because of Nurgle's actions, the other Chaos Three Gods also noticed this bitch. He was cruel and indulged in carnal desire, which completely met their requirements.

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

"Word bearers" can believe in the four chaotic gods at the same time, and it is not a problem for the four gods to love one person at the same time, but compared to Namu, the love of the other three may not be easy to accept.

Wade's mind was originally chaotic, and it was even more chaotic than the environment of space, and the evil gods were as comfortable as they were returning home.

In short, Deadpool knew that his brain was abnormal. He thought that these four gods were his own fantasy, so he conceived a little smog to block the other three gods, and only occasionally chatted or played with the big fat man. Play.

Speaking of it, **** is actually pretty good, but it's a pity that she has four pairs of Nako and three tinkers at the same time, and Deadpool can't accept this level of joy.

"Ohhhhhh... the spiritual slumber can be in the blink of an eye, or it can be in the blink of an eye. The relationship between the soul and the spirit is closer than you think."

Nurgle smiled happily and kindly, his sanity was far more sober than the old dominators, and he was obviously more foresighted:

"You can wake up, Deadpool, this kid will become my warrior and help you in the dimension of reality, because he has love in his heart and he loves the world."

The ground next to the pool water was also full of twisted screams. The slimy and twisted creatures began to laugh. The animals and plants began to twist and swell with strange vitality. The torrent of dirty sewage was shaken into the sky, following the laughter. The rain is pouring down.

"Oh, okay, drink, bah!" Deadpool spit in the green pool and nodded boredly: "It's okay for you to live next to my amusement park, but take care of your flies in the future and don't steal them. Eat my ice cream, or I will kill all your children."

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

In another corner of the amusement park, in the darkness covered by the scarlet haze, a crazy bloodthirsty cry came.

But Deadpool hates that others teach him to do things the most. He has his own way of being in the world, so he didn't look back and compared his **** to the other side: "Add, add, if you talk nonsense, I will fantasize about a nightclub and I will fantasize about you Mom, I will add the clock to her, and then invite all the black buddies I knew in Africa to take care of her business."

"Hehehehe..." A silver bell-like laughter came from behind the purple mist in the other corner.

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Everything is very long, but very short.

Deadpool opened his eyes, he was still standing on the street before, and the small suitcase containing Vision and Ultron's head was left aside, falling on the ground like a red carcass.

In front of him was the Doctor Strange, with his eyes closed and a baby smile on his face.

In the next second, his body suddenly swelled, and the robe on his body was burst into fragments flying all over the sky, and the whole person turned into a rotten monster more than 70 meters tall, like a meat mountain.

The plague flowed out from his facial features like dense green smoke, and the dense swarms of flies broke open the bulging belly, rushing straight into the sky like dark clouds, and the rotten and pus-filled intestines suddenly fell out of the belly, like ornaments. Dangling in the air.

The pale skin turned into yellow and green corrupt colors. Various fatal diseases constituted his body. The tissues and organs were endowed with supernatural powers. He is no longer the Strange of the past. Now he is seeing it. After the truth of the world, it is reborn.

The giant looked down at the little red black shadow, but his smiling face had only respect and respect. He spoke, his voice was like the movement of rotten bubbles from the bottom of a swamp:

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

"Hiss..." Deadpool picked up the box and patted, turned to look at no one, and talked to the non-existent audience: "So those weren't dreams just now? I thought it was my brain cancer. What kind of sudden change, so it seems reasonable, my fantasy ability really breaks through the sky."

"Mr. Wilson, what did you do?"

He was quite calm, even taking it for granted.

But Luther, who was watching in the sky in the distance, was taken aback. He had never seen such a thing before. It was just that the two of them looked at each other, and Deadpool could turn the enemy into an obedient monster. What is this? Skill?

Although he still suppressed his emotions and didn't lose his temper, the scientist's curiosity exploded instantly.

"Just call me Wade, Lex, we are good friends, saying that Mr. Wilson is my cousin." Dead waiter took out the mini walkie-talkie from his ear, shook the earwax on it, and put it back in: "Relax, this This kind of things that are difficult for the general audience to understand often happen. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is about the same as the probability of the American police killing a black man by mistake. I know he is a bit big, so bear with it."

"Oh, interesting." Luther in front of the monitor squinted his eyes. He seemed to have gained something, and he whispered the topic lightly: "In that case, let this monster who obeys you lead the way, and let him take you. Go to see Lord Marvel, and I will help you at critical moments."

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

The giant Roshan grinned, his tongue that looked like a molting snake popped out of his mouth with green smoke.

"Willing to serve, the chosen one, we can make him understand what true love is, but the title of Doctor Strange is no longer worthy of me. Now, you can call me-Doctor Impure."

"Tsk, the new code name sounds pretty hungry. As a temporary code name, it seems that your rationality has returned. That's right. What's good in going crazy? Why don't you make a fortune together?"

Wade also changed his smile, he kind of liked this simple and fat man.

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