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Chapter 430
Chapter 428: Bloody Scene! Only a Head Remains!
At this moment, Homelander, standing suspended in the air, looked at Butcher flying towards him. He did not dodge, but instead, his expression was serious, and his eyes suddenly glowed with red light.
Immediately after, two crimson red beams of light shot out from his eyes. Although it was daytime, the red laser he shot out was still incredibly dazzling, as if containing unimaginable terrifying energy. In almost the blink of an eye, the high-temperature ray, whose temperature was enough to melt steel, accurately hit Butcher, who was flying at Supersonic, with an unstoppable momentum.
However, Butcher's body was not shot through by the Cyclops. Instead, he pushed against Homelander's Cyclops, rapidly approaching. Finally, he even came before Homelander, violently swung his arms, and fiercely smashed downwards.
The reporters on the ground, as well as Gambit and others, watched dumbfounded as Homelander was smashed into the military base below, which resembled a chimney, exploding with a loud bang. Grayish-white smoke and dust rose like fog. Suddenly, the reporters' little hearts jumped into their throats. If Homelander unfortunately lost, whether they could leave here alive today was a question.
"Stryker, do you see? The Homelander you fear is nothing more than this." Butcher's voice seemed to carry a penetrating power, clearly ringing in everyone's ears.
"Butcher? How could he be here?" Based on newspaper propaganda, Wolverine was naturally not unfamiliar with this notorious Butcher. He stopped his movements, looked at the figure in the high sky shrouded in flames, and couldn't help but frown.
"Isn't it obvious? He's the helper Stryker found." Deadpool puffed out his chest and said righteously, "It seems our positions are completely opposite this time. I'm standing on the side of justice. Logically speaking, I should look at you with a contemptuous gaze and then say that phrase, 'Justice will ultimately triumph over evil.'"
"I don't know what the justice you speak of means, I only know that Homelander killed Victor."
Wolverine withdrew his gaze, looked at Deadpool in front of him, and said in a deep voice.
"What the hell? Are you sure Victor is dead? Then may I ask, who is that guy walking down from the airplane? Victor's ghost?" Deadpool said, pointing behind Logan.
Logan subconsciously turned his head and actually saw the 'dead' Victor walking towards him.
What's the situation? Did Victor resurrect? However, he quickly realized that he had been deceived by Stryker. Victor wasn't dead at all; this was a complete lie.
In an instant, he lost the desire to continue combat, chose to abandon Deadpool, and walked towards Victor.
"Hey, can you respect your opponent? Our combat isn't over yet." As soon as Deadpool finished speaking, he was sent flying by a suddenly appearing unidentified object. The terrifying impact force made him feel that what sent him flying wasn't anything else, but a train moving at high speed.
Fortunately, his body had been enhanced. Whether it was bone hardness or muscle fiber toughness, they were higher than ordinary people. But even so, at the moment he was sent flying, Deadpool still felt that all the bones in his body were shattered into pieces. He even felt his body had disconnected from himself, as if he had become much lighter, and flew up lightly.
"Are you okay?"
Gambit grabbed the flying Deadpool's head. His eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly. The scene just now was like this in his eyes.
Deadpool, who was speaking, his body suddenly exploded into a mist of blood, and then his head flew towards him.
"I'm okay, I just feel a bit lighter. Also, this angle is weird, like a baby crying for milk in a woman's arms." Deadpool, who only had a head left, his face was directly facing Gambit. The mangled wound was even oozing blood, looking very gruesome and terrifying. "Buddy, you only have a head left, how could you not be light...?" Gambit couldn't help but retort.
"Speaking of which, your life force is really tenacious, you're still not dead like this, unbelievabir!"
"Holy crap! Where's my body? Where did it go?" Deadpool's face was full of fright, unfortunately, he was wearing a mask, so Gambit couldn't see his expression.
"Look, that pile of mangled flesh on the ground is it." Gambit turned the direction of Deadpool's head and said, pointing towards where Deadpool had originally stood.
One could see that where Deadpool had originally stood, it was as if someone had brushed it over with red paint. Finely broken bone fragments were mixed with blood. If one looked closely, one could even see some clothes fabric. This scene was definitely not suitable for children; no matter which movie it was in, it would be pixelated. It was simply a masterpiece of blood and terror.
In addition, Gambit also saw a black person wearing strange clothes, with Deadpool's flesh and blood tissue hanging on his body, standing in the pool of blood, showing a sunny yet terrifying smile, watching them.
Gambit instantly felt his scalp tingle, subconsciously gripped his metal staff tightly, and injected his own energy into it.
"He's coming over, he's walking over, run! Take my head and get out of here quickly!" Deadpool screamed loudly, the decibel level was definitely close to a hundred, making Gambit's ears buzz.
It wasn't that he was afraid of dying, he was just worried that he, with only a head left, would be locked in a glass cabinet and become someone's collection. After all, those wealthy people have quite unique tastes; they might be very interested in his talking head.
"Shut up! If you keep yapping, I'll throw you out." Under Gambit's threat, Deadpool honestly closed his mouth and stopped talking.
"I am Remy Etienne LeBeau, may I ask who you are?" Gambit's palms were sweating nervously, injecting all his energy into the metal staff without reservation.
"You can call me A-Train. I will be the second nightmare for you superheroes after Butcher."
A-Train, covered in bloodstains, smiled and activated his ability, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
"Shetty!" Facing such a high speed opponent, Gambit knew very well that escaping was useless. So, the moment A-Train disappeared, he raised his metal staff and fiercely plunged it into the ground! Boom! Violent energy centered around the metal staff suddenly spread outwards. Dazzling red light seeped out from the surface, accompanied by a loud bang. A huge Shockwave lifted the mud, constantly spreading outwards like waves. Explosion!
Bang!! The Shockwave produced by the explosion heavily sent A-Train flying outwards, a full four or five meters away.
"Solved it?" Deadpool, held in Gambit's hand, was full of surprise.
"It's not that simple." Gambit, in a posture like half-kneeling, shook his head wearily and said with a solemn expression, "We can't deal with him. We can only try our best to stall for time until Homelander comes to support us."
(End of this Chapter)
At this moment, Homelander, standing suspended in the air, looked at Butcher flying towards him. He did not dodge, but instead, his expression was serious, and his eyes suddenly glowed with red light.
Immediately after, two crimson red beams of light shot out from his eyes. Although it was daytime, the red laser he shot out was still incredibly dazzling, as if containing unimaginable terrifying energy. In almost the blink of an eye, the high-temperature ray, whose temperature was enough to melt steel, accurately hit Butcher, who was flying at Supersonic, with an unstoppable momentum.
However, Butcher's body was not shot through by the Cyclops. Instead, he pushed against Homelander's Cyclops, rapidly approaching. Finally, he even came before Homelander, violently swung his arms, and fiercely smashed downwards.
The reporters on the ground, as well as Gambit and others, watched dumbfounded as Homelander was smashed into the military base below, which resembled a chimney, exploding with a loud bang. Grayish-white smoke and dust rose like fog. Suddenly, the reporters' little hearts jumped into their throats. If Homelander unfortunately lost, whether they could leave here alive today was a question.
"Stryker, do you see? The Homelander you fear is nothing more than this." Butcher's voice seemed to carry a penetrating power, clearly ringing in everyone's ears.
"Butcher? How could he be here?" Based on newspaper propaganda, Wolverine was naturally not unfamiliar with this notorious Butcher. He stopped his movements, looked at the figure in the high sky shrouded in flames, and couldn't help but frown.
"Isn't it obvious? He's the helper Stryker found." Deadpool puffed out his chest and said righteously, "It seems our positions are completely opposite this time. I'm standing on the side of justice. Logically speaking, I should look at you with a contemptuous gaze and then say that phrase, 'Justice will ultimately triumph over evil.'"
"I don't know what the justice you speak of means, I only know that Homelander killed Victor."
Wolverine withdrew his gaze, looked at Deadpool in front of him, and said in a deep voice.
"What the hell? Are you sure Victor is dead? Then may I ask, who is that guy walking down from the airplane? Victor's ghost?" Deadpool said, pointing behind Logan.
Logan subconsciously turned his head and actually saw the 'dead' Victor walking towards him.
What's the situation? Did Victor resurrect? However, he quickly realized that he had been deceived by Stryker. Victor wasn't dead at all; this was a complete lie.
In an instant, he lost the desire to continue combat, chose to abandon Deadpool, and walked towards Victor.
"Hey, can you respect your opponent? Our combat isn't over yet." As soon as Deadpool finished speaking, he was sent flying by a suddenly appearing unidentified object. The terrifying impact force made him feel that what sent him flying wasn't anything else, but a train moving at high speed.
Fortunately, his body had been enhanced. Whether it was bone hardness or muscle fiber toughness, they were higher than ordinary people. But even so, at the moment he was sent flying, Deadpool still felt that all the bones in his body were shattered into pieces. He even felt his body had disconnected from himself, as if he had become much lighter, and flew up lightly.
"Are you okay?"
Gambit grabbed the flying Deadpool's head. His eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly. The scene just now was like this in his eyes.
Deadpool, who was speaking, his body suddenly exploded into a mist of blood, and then his head flew towards him.
"I'm okay, I just feel a bit lighter. Also, this angle is weird, like a baby crying for milk in a woman's arms." Deadpool, who only had a head left, his face was directly facing Gambit. The mangled wound was even oozing blood, looking very gruesome and terrifying. "Buddy, you only have a head left, how could you not be light...?" Gambit couldn't help but retort.
"Speaking of which, your life force is really tenacious, you're still not dead like this, unbelievabir!"
"Holy crap! Where's my body? Where did it go?" Deadpool's face was full of fright, unfortunately, he was wearing a mask, so Gambit couldn't see his expression.
"Look, that pile of mangled flesh on the ground is it." Gambit turned the direction of Deadpool's head and said, pointing towards where Deadpool had originally stood.
One could see that where Deadpool had originally stood, it was as if someone had brushed it over with red paint. Finely broken bone fragments were mixed with blood. If one looked closely, one could even see some clothes fabric. This scene was definitely not suitable for children; no matter which movie it was in, it would be pixelated. It was simply a masterpiece of blood and terror.
In addition, Gambit also saw a black person wearing strange clothes, with Deadpool's flesh and blood tissue hanging on his body, standing in the pool of blood, showing a sunny yet terrifying smile, watching them.
Gambit instantly felt his scalp tingle, subconsciously gripped his metal staff tightly, and injected his own energy into it.
"He's coming over, he's walking over, run! Take my head and get out of here quickly!" Deadpool screamed loudly, the decibel level was definitely close to a hundred, making Gambit's ears buzz.
It wasn't that he was afraid of dying, he was just worried that he, with only a head left, would be locked in a glass cabinet and become someone's collection. After all, those wealthy people have quite unique tastes; they might be very interested in his talking head.
"Shut up! If you keep yapping, I'll throw you out." Under Gambit's threat, Deadpool honestly closed his mouth and stopped talking.
"I am Remy Etienne LeBeau, may I ask who you are?" Gambit's palms were sweating nervously, injecting all his energy into the metal staff without reservation.
"You can call me A-Train. I will be the second nightmare for you superheroes after Butcher."
A-Train, covered in bloodstains, smiled and activated his ability, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
"Shetty!" Facing such a high speed opponent, Gambit knew very well that escaping was useless. So, the moment A-Train disappeared, he raised his metal staff and fiercely plunged it into the ground! Boom! Violent energy centered around the metal staff suddenly spread outwards. Dazzling red light seeped out from the surface, accompanied by a loud bang. A huge Shockwave lifted the mud, constantly spreading outwards like waves. Explosion!
Bang!! The Shockwave produced by the explosion heavily sent A-Train flying outwards, a full four or five meters away.
"Solved it?" Deadpool, held in Gambit's hand, was full of surprise.
"It's not that simple." Gambit, in a posture like half-kneeling, shook his head wearily and said with a solemn expression, "We can't deal with him. We can only try our best to stall for time until Homelander comes to support us."
(End of this Chapter)
