"It's not good, now we're fighting Deadpool's dream thing, what the hell has this madman been watching lately?"
While Deadpool is admiring the paintings in the Dream Gallery, Knell and Monac are in an environment similar to the world in Silent Hill, with decaying, dusty corridors filled with misshapen stuffed animals.Monak spat a little speechlessly as he prepared to cast a spell to determine the direction of Deadpool's soul.Knell's combat power was more than enough to deal with some dream monsters, but these monsters filled the entire tunnel, almost impenetrable.A pink teddy bear was tattered and uncertain, and some of its hair was so filthy that some of its hair was cemented into locks of 'dreadlocks', but it wore a huge triangular iron helmet on its head and dragged a huge machete to attack Deathbell.Deathbell slashed it down with a sword, easily, but after it fell to the ground, it turned into a little girl's dead appearance, and it changed so suddenly, as if it had been an ordinary child all along."
It looks like someone is going to exert some psychological influence on me, but he obviously doesn't know me well enough, I'm not a superhero, and killing people is not a test."
Su Ming had no intention of stopping or hesitating, he just calmly stood in front of the magician, using his strangling tentacles and his night sword to destroy the enemies that came in like a tide.In addition to being deformed after death, these misshapen stuffed animals make baby-like sounds, and they run on all fours in the decaying hallways, saliva thrown everywhere in their mouths, and they appear hungry.But it doesn't matter, even if it's really a living person, Su Ming can kill it, not to mention that it's just the hallucinations of some monsters in dreams."
It's supposed to be a dream derivative of Deadpool's subconscious, he wants to play with others, and each of these toys is a fictional friend of Deadpool's mind, and judging by their appearance, it could be a childhood friend.Slade, you'd better think before you do it, if it will affect Wade's sanity. ”Monak reminded him that his magic had pointed out a direction and that he could now open the way forward."
But here's the benefit, did he have any sanity to speak of?"
Su Ming's weapons and strangulation tentacles did not pause even a moment, opening the way forward like chopping melons and vegetables."
Well, that's right, that's fine."
The Magic Prince shrugged, pulled out a submachine gun, hid behind Deathstroke and began to work together to clear the way."
Besides, these stuffed doll monsters, who didn't have a few virtual friends when they were young, such as me, when I was a child, I took grass leaves to fold a grasshopper or a robot, and I had to name it and treat it as my friend."
Su Ming smiled and chatted with Monak, he handed the weapon to the strangler to cut it for a while, and lit a cigarette himself.But after hearing this, Monak actually showed a little sympathetic gaze and patted Knell's back: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you lived so miserably when you were a child." ”"It's not tragic, is it?
It can only be said that it is normal for children who grew up in orphanages to play like that, after all, many tragedies are caused by lack of money. ”Deathstroke took a disapproving puff of his cigarette and walked through the corridor full of children's bones: "Didn't you name the rabbit too?"
”"It's different, that's my price."
The Prince of Magic used Deathstroke as a mobile cover, probing out from the Supreme Mage's shoulder to fire, then retracted, leaning against Deathknell's back, gasping for breath and changing magazines.It's like if you don't breathe hard when you change loads, you won't be happy enough to change bullets.I don't know what police dramas or war movies he learned this, and I don't know when he fell in love with submachine guns, but he seems to have fun."
Don't talk about that, these teddy bears and Silent Hill are all over the place, seemingly endless, follow me, let's rush straight out."
Su Ming took a puff of his cigarette, clenched his fists, and then gathered cosmic energy and threw a punch forward.The colorful light cleared a long path of blood in an instant, and the debris of hair and flesh covered all the environment that could be attached to, but the walls and floor were intact, and they did not seem to exist as corpses, but as if they were some kind of conceptual partition.But thinking that those are useless, finding Deadpool first is better than anything else.Letting the cloak wrap around Monak, Su Ming kicked his feet, and the speed almost comparable to that of the Flash burst out, and the two rushed out of the corridor that looked like Silent Hill Hospital.In the next moment, the two of them came to a new map very abruptly, although it was also a labyrinth, but it looked much more normal, the surrounding displays looked like normal prisons, and there were no stuffed monsters again.Looking behind him, there was only one bright spot, and the road he had walked before seemed to disappear.Monak put down his hand on his hat and looked around, he checked the positioning magic he was maintaining: "It's not close enough, we may not be in the same dream as Wade, the point is that his subconscious wants to kill us." ”"Alas, what annoys me the most is the dream dimension, the dream dimension on the DC side is still orderly in chaos because of the management of the sleeping demon, like the savage growth of Marvel here, it's a mess, it seems that the dream dimension will be included in the management of Kama Taj in the future, but this time it's still fast in and out."
Deathstroke sighed, he didn't find any enemies, so he continued along the path Monak pointed out with his greatsword, and also looked at the rudimentary painted walls, as if he had found something. ..............................."
Oops, my head hurts, and all of a sudden it hurts like a pinprick."
Deadpool, who was admiring the painting, squatted down with his head covered, and squatted in the corner with a pitiful look: "I'm going to die, I can only get up if everyone brushes the gifts, huh." ”But despite what he said, he didn't get any gifts from an audience that didn't exist, or rather, he couldn't see it if someone swiped it.After secretly opening his eyes and peeking through his fingers, he stood up a little speechlessly, touched his chin and moved his gums left and right: "Sure enough, communication has been cut off?"
Strange thing, so lonely, and this story is not right, I'm the protagonist, why don't I have teammates?
It would be nice to have a few beautiful women, the less you dress, the better, but not too little, then there would be no mystery, a bikini, if you really can't, you can wear a white sheet in Greek style. ”After saying that, he tilted his head again to listen to the movement in the dark, but the gallery was very quiet, not to mention the beautiful women, not even a single hair appeared.So the little white eyes on Deadpool's mask narrowed, and a light of wisdom flashed in it, and a light bulb seemed to pop out of his head and suddenly lit up: "I understand, the person who abducted me to this gallery must be a virgin poor bastard, he doesn't even have the money to find the young lady, so he didn't prepare it for me at all, but it doesn't matter, I can bring my own." ”With that, he pulled out a white dress and blonde wig from his pocket, and quickly dressed himself up as Marilyn Monroe."
Uh-huh, hi."
He winked at the mirror that popped up on the wall at some point, and then twisted his thick waist in a charming way, and limped deeper into the darkness of the hallway.