Journey Through the Marvel Universe Starting from the Zombie Universe

The bald giant lying on the ground raised his other hand, which was still intact, and shouted loudly and hard to Bai Ye: "No, don't keep your hand, he's not dead yet, he's not dead yet!"

The observer's tone was hoarse and panicked, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His shimmering eyes were wide open, staring closely at Deadpool's body, as if he was afraid that the man would break free from death at any time. .

"He's not dead yet!"

Taking another breath, he shouted again, his voice full of desperation and pleading. He wanted to warn the man who came from nowhere, and warn him not to take it lightly. Deadpool, who seemed to be dead, still had the most powerful vitality on the planet.

At this tense moment, the headless corpse wearing a red and black tights suddenly moved, as if responding to the call of the observer. One of his fingers trembled slightly, as if grasping the air, trying to grasp the tail of life.

And he did catch it. A small section of cervical vertebrae between the broken flesh of his neck was growing upwards, like an ivy that had sped up tens of thousands of times.

On top of that growing bone, there are countless tiny tendrils of flesh swaying and intertwining to form subcutaneous tissue and muscle groups. In a very short period of time, the two work together to form a neck.

These warriors were tall and mighty, wearing golden power armor, and each held a large-looking and scary gun. Their presence filled the entire space with an air of tension and mystery.

The current Deadpool in the 12101 universe may be because of the strong self-suggestion given by the voice in his heart, or it may be the power from the upper-level narrator. In short, he has a resilience that far exceeds that of other people with self-healing abilities.

"These are my most loyal warriors." Bai Ye introduced to the observers, "They are my most powerful force."

Only through teamwork can this crisis be truly solved, just as these Earth's most powerful superheroes have defeated the Skrulls, Thanos and even Galactus.

Although the Fantastic Four have now been sacrificed, as long as the Avengers launch a counterattack, everything will be fine.

This is probably the "power of popularity" that the Deadpool himself said.

Bai Ye shook his head, and then released a more powerful force of thought, rushing towards Deadpool's body like a violent wind, crushing his body to pieces.

The observer took two breaths and shouted to Bai Ye regardless of his arm being broken by Deadpool. His voice was urgent and determined, as if he had foreseen the future crisis.

"I know this, but I also have my reasons. This guy is not something you can fight against. His power is beyond your imagination, and even the most powerful superheroes on the planet cannot easily deal with it."

"That's what I said. Huh, you have to get out of here, go find the Avengers or the X-Men, warn them to be careful about this guy, and let them unite to solve this crisis together!"

Deadpool, who had just grown an ugly head without any shame, screamed, his voice echoed in the air, his body turned a few perfect somersaults in the air and fell to the ground.

"Ouch - you fucking #@%￥, when I stand up, you will definitely be the first one -"

After temporarily dealing with this unbeatable guy, Bai Ye turned to look at the observer, his eyes revealed a kind of determination and decisiveness, and said in a deep voice: "No, I will not go to the Avengers or X-Men, or... Inhumans or some other organization.”

Even so, Deadpool is still healing himself.

Although the man's words were extreme, his eyes were extremely firm, as if he had everything under control.

The big bald man lying on the ground endured the pain and stared at the man in front of him. He was trying to find a hint of madness or delusion on this guy's face, but he couldn't find it.

After hesitating for a moment, the observer finally asked, with a hint of worry in his voice.

Deadpool's body fell to the ground in tatters and suffered severe injuries. His clothes were torn, revealing traces of muscles on his body. Blood was flowing from the broken neck, and various deep wounds could be seen all over his body.

Bai Ye paused and continued: "The power he relies on is not on the same level as you. The power he possesses even surpasses the level of the gods."

The power of thought was like an invisible torrent, rushing towards Deadpool's body violently. The black-red headless body rolled around in the air, then was slammed against the wall, making a loud noise, and then slid weakly to the ground.

"So what's your plan?" the observer asked, a hint of anticipation and worry in his voice.

Although his body was in tatters, his vitality was still tenacious. The broken neck is slowly healing, and the muscles and blood vessels at the wound are gradually repaired. His limbs also began to twitch and regain life.

His eyes were fixed on Bai Ye, hoping that he would follow his own advice and leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

The observer felt horrified when he saw this scene. He knew that Deadpool was indeed surviving as tenaciously as he had expected.

He couldn't understand the decision of the man in front of him, and asked doubtfully: "What? Why? Don't you want to fight this threat with other superheroes?"

If it takes an ordinary person with self-healing ability several days to grow a head or an arm, then Deadpool may not even need a minute.

Bai Ye's eyes turned to Deadpool's headless body, he took a deep breath, and then instantly released a powerful telekinesis.

He struggled to stand up, but waves of purple arcs still lingered around his body, suppressing all the powerful cosmic energy in his body into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

"Then what are you going to do?"

The observer looked at Bai Ye in surprise, his heart filled with confusion and confusion.

"I know."

"I have a plan, but before I start the plan." Bai Ye said, twisting his ring, and then a dozen light pillars appeared beside him, and warriors wearing golden power armor corresponding to the number of light pillars walked out of them. .

Bai Ye replied calmly, he clearly understood the truth of what the observer said.

His body was in a strange state, as if it had been ravaged by a powerful force and then abandoned by a ruthless fate. His limbs twitched slightly, as if struggling in pain, but he could no longer move.

Then there was another "pop" sound, and his head once again made a cracking sound of bones, and was crushed into an indescribable mass.

This guy looks very confident, so why not listen to his thoughts? Maybe he really has some way to stop Deadpool's madness?

After all, I can't even stand up now, and I have no other options.

"Simple." Bai Ye smiled and snapped his fingers, then pointed at Deadpool, who was starting to heal himself again, and said to the golden-armored warriors:

"Shoot him for me."