Bang!

Under the force of the magnetic field, Deadpool's blade flew out before it could cut through his opponent's neck, landing heavily on the bridge pier, and a cracked humanoid silhouette slammed into the surface of the hard, thick concrete building.

"What's going on?" Deadpool struggled to fall off the bridge pier, his cognitive abilities were hindered by the healing factor, his memories disappeared from time to time, and he had forgotten that Eric was a magnet master, and thought it was for some other unknown reason. So he jumped back, and circled Eric in broken steps, his figure disappearing for a moment as he walked into a shadow under the bridge, and then a cold light pierced through the darkness on the side.

This time, Eric didn't use his natural ability again, and he was still a little unable to let go of the battle with Logan in the morning, and now that he met this guy who couldn't be killed, he really wanted to compete seriously. Since Deadpool is not a companion, and he is an immortal body stronger than the golden wolf, he does not need to have any scruples.

The two men were entangled together, Deadpool's sword was like a living creature, dancing as it pleased, and the cold light gradually weaved into a silver web of light under the reflection of the lights in the distance, enveloping Eric in it.

Eric didn't let this get him underwhelmed, he walked briskly through the very small spaces and fought back, forcing Deadpool to save himself. However, Deadpool was not afraid of damage, as he gradually moved his body, the power of the long knife increased, the speed of the blade generated wind pressure, and the ground and bridge piers were carved into scratches, and occasionally when they landed on the steel structure, they would stir up a canopy of sparks, bringing instant light to the dark space.

The two men were fighting as they chased and moved into the distance, crossing the lawns and woods by the roadside, stopping for a moment on the high fence wall, when suddenly they rushed into an uninhabited church on the side of the road, and then lost track of each other.

Looking around, Eric rolled up his sleeves. Now he was silver from his fingertips to his elbows, with a few shallow healing scars, and the metal cells, though not as strong as the Erdman, were tough enough to deal with his opponent's blades. He walked alone through the dimly lit corridors, ready to take on enemies that could appear at any moment.

Suddenly, the door of the room on the right side of the front "creaked", and he walked over slowly, without opening the door or turning around, just near the door, a silver wire pierced out from behind, pointing directly at his cervical vertebrae.

In an instant, the door was pierced by a sharp blade. Seeing his opponent pass by him, Eric was about to seize the opportunity to give him a heavy blow, and the red figure disappeared again.

The door rattled for a while, and the hallway was dead again, and now there was no more sound.

Eric didn't stop, he continued to walk forward, and at the end of the corridor was a large hall where there was no difficult terrain for opponents to use.

Deadpool is constantly attacking at this distance, sometimes in successive waves of combo attacks. Like an endless tidal wave, the wind pressure of the blade and the deflected blade swung through, and the once smooth walls were cut through cracks, and sometimes fell into a deathly silence. While one wondered if he had left, a dazzling light suddenly erupted in the blind corner of his vision, followed by the crisp sound of glass shattering and the piercing sound of the metal door being scratched.

Many times the blade had been worn against Eric's clothes, if he hadn't reacted fast enough. Maybe there have been some minor injuries.

The most dangerous time was when the red-clad masked man walked through the void and suddenly leaped from under his feet, stabbing between his eyes with a creepy smile. At that moment, the silver star in front of him quickly grew larger, and the murderous aura and chill made Eric's scalp a little numb, and Deadpool, who had just avoided the opponent's thrust, turned over in the air, reversed directions with his head and feet, and then kicked a few times on the wall and jumped up again, swinging his knife and jumping back like an arrow from a string.

The stab severed several of Eric's sideburns, leaving a small wound on his cheek.

Seeing Blood Eric was not afraid, that faint familiar aura reminded him of life in the reincarnation space, since he came to this world, he has moved away from the rhythm of the past, and has become as comfortable and leisurely as the people here, but now his fighting spirit is gradually recovering, and a fierce killing intent in his body has quietly awakened, and the hot blood is burning and boiling like a flame, activating every cell in his body, constantly urging him to want to roar out loud, and shake the whole world with killing and destruction like in the past, The impulse was enough to make even the calmest man uncontrollable, but Eric did, and he controlled all the impulses with his own will, and his steady and orderly pace remained constant until he crossed the walkway to the hall.

This is the central area of the building, with the pulpit and crucifix in front, small whale oil lamps burning on the walls, a spiral staircase hundreds of feet long upward, and a glass dome at the top, where faint starlight spills through the skylight and floats down to the floor of the hall.

The empty hall was filled with only neatly arranged benches, and with no more to use, Deadpool's figure stepped out of the void.

Now they finally meet face to face.

"Brother Wade, I heard that you are usually hired to kill gangsters or criminals, why did you find Tony this time?" Eric asked casually as he put his jacket on his watch.

"If you have money, the reason is ......", Deadpool Wade. Wilson tilted his head sideways and thought for a moment, but his amnesia had already thrown away the reason for his origin, and he could only move on to another topic: "By the way, why do you call me brother?" I don't remember my mom having two children. ”

"You have Logan's genes, so of course you're a mutant." Eric smiled.

Hearing his words, Deadpool touched his head: "Do you really think so?" ”

In the past, he thought that he was a mutant with the ability to regenerate, but because he was acquired, he was not accepted by the X-Men, so he often used the excuse to make trouble, causing them a headache. He was already used to being rejected, but now that he suddenly heard Eric's admission, a strange feeling rose in his heart, and he quickly shook his head to withdraw his scattered attention.

"Don't say so much, just stay there and let me cut it." Raising his long knife, Wade arched himself and approached again.

Following his movements, the airflow in the hall fluctuated slightly.

A fallen leaf was blown in by the night wind through the window, fell between the two of them, and suddenly stopped, and the tip of Wade's knife passed through its body, stabbing at a height that it had never seen before, and the blade rubbed against the air, setting off a violent wave of qi.

Before Eric could take a step to his feet, the blade chased after him, with a screech that pierced the air.

Dodging twice in a row, but never being able to escape Wade's pursuit, Eric stomped the ground, and the power rose from his heel and swirled up his body, through the silver fist to the blade.

The fists collided with the blades, and a strong wave burst out from where they touched, and Wade's long knife writhed like a slippery fish under the immense force, reflecting the starlight falling above it into mottled lines of light. This force not only fell on the knife, but almost at the same time transmitted it to Wade's hand, and his hand immediately became numb, and the violent vibration kept passing through his body so that Wade's teeth could not control it.

His eyes were a little blurry, his eardrums were buzzing, and he lost the ability to resist for a moment, and when he came to his senses again, the whole person had been punched by Eric and flew out, and landed on the pulpit where the pastor usually preached.

A whale oil lamp was shaken down by his force, and a small flame baked the combustibles below, and soon a pile of flames erupted, and the church hall was bright.

"You have a lot of ability, so why do you have to work for others?" Eric's voice rang out, and he slowly walked towards the podium.

"Are you going to invest in me?" Wade came over and re-posed. "Or is this a bribe?"

"Why not?" Eric laughed.

"I'm so touched that someone finally came to buy me." Wade moved his wrist a few times, and the long knife danced into a knife flower. "Well, if I can't cut off your head, I'll hear what you have to say."

"Then it's decided."

As soon as the words fell, Wade disappeared in place, this time he no longer made direct contact with Eric, he kept passing through the space, stabbing at the opponent from all directions, one after another light and shadow were disillusioned, as if there was no physical shadow, but if he really had to touch them, even Eric's body would be pierced with a small hole.

These knives were faster than the bullets of a pistol, and they screeched through the space again and again, and the air currents in the hall were stirred up to move more and more, until a whirlwind formed under the podium, I don't know if it was caused by the strength of the wind or Wade's quick movements, the heavy benches were attracted and dragged by the wind force formed by the interweaving of various forces, and slowly rotated around Eric in a clockwise direction.

It was like a hurricane rolling up in the hall, and Eric stood in the eye of the only serene storm, watching his opponent's madness.

Sawdust, pieces of iron, glass shards, and cloth of all colors flew rapidly in the light of the blazing fire, reflecting all kinds of strange colors, Eric's eyes were motionless, as if his vision was swayed, and just when Wade thought the time had come to poke his head out of the void, his cold hair suddenly stood up, and a silver fist appeared in front of him, smashing between his eyes with overwhelming momentum.

Deadpool was beaten back to the pulpit again, the heavy cross was knocked down by his body, the dust was stirred, the crimson tablecloth on the pulpit was dragged down and covered with him, and many objects in the air lost their strength and rained down like debris blown away by a tornado, and the hall immediately became noisy.

Eric was about to walk over when something suddenly broke the skylight above, and he looked up to see a man of steel rushing in from there.

"What about that guy?" Turning on the mask, Tony's face is revealed, and he comes back specifically for revenge.

Eric raised an eyebrow and pointed to the podium, which was empty. (To be continued!)

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