The bald giant, who was lying on the ground, raised his other hand, which was still intact, and shouted loudly and with difficulty 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 terrible thing, and his glimmering eyes widened as he stared at Deadpool's body, as if fearing that the man would break free from death at any moment.

"He's not dead yet!"

With another sigh of relief, he shouted again, his voice full of despair and pleading. He wanted to warn the man who came out of nowhere, to warn him not to take it lightly, that Deadpool, who seemed to be dead, still had the most powerful life force on the planet.

In this tense moment, the headless corpse in the red and black tights suddenly moved, as if in response to the cries of the observers. One of his fingers trembled slightly, as if grasping the air, trying to grasp the tail of life.

And he did catch it, and a small cervical vertebrae between the broken flesh of his neck were growing upward, like a creeper that had sped up tens of thousands of times.

On top of the growing bones, there were countless tiny tendrils swaying and entwining to form subcutaneous tissues and muscles, and in a very short time, the two joined together to form a neck.

The observer was horrified when he saw this, and he knew that Deadpool was still alive as he expected.

He struggled to his feet, but bursts of purple electricity still swirled around his body, suppressing all the cosmic powerhouses in his body into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

"I know."

Bai Ye replied lightly, clearly understanding the truth of what the observer said.

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

If it takes days for the average self-healing person to grow a head, or an arm, then Deadpool doesn't need even a minute.

This is probably what this Deadpool himself said about "the power of popularity".

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

Like an invisible torrent, the telekinesis rushed violently towards Deadpool's body. The black-red headless body rolled in a circle in the air, then slammed into the wall with a loud bang before sliding limply to the ground.

Deadpool, who fell to the ground, was in tatters and suffered heavy damage. His clothes were torn, revealing traces of muscles on his body, blood was running from the broken wound in his neck, and deep wounds could be seen all over his body.

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

Even so, Deadpool is still healing itself.

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

"That's what I said. Phew, you need to get out of here, go to the Avengers or the X-Men, warn them to watch out for this guy, and get them to unite and solve this crisis together! ”

The observer gasped twice, ignoring his broken arm by Deadpool, and shouted loudly to the white night. His voice was urgent and resolute, as if he had foreseen a future crisis.

His eyes were glued to the white night, hoping that he would follow his advice and leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

Only through teamwork can this crisis be truly resolved, just as these mightiest superheroes on Earth once defeated the Skrulls, Thanos and even the Devourer of Planets.

Although the Fantastic Four are now dead, as long as the Avengers launch a counteroffensive, everything will be fine.

White Night shook his head, and then unleashed an even more powerful telekinesis that rushed towards Deadpool's body like a violent wind, crushing his body to pieces.

"Whew-you're fucking #@%¥, and when I stand up, you're definitely the first to poof-"

Deadpool, who had just grown an ugly head with no cheek, screamed, his voice echoing through the air, his body flipping perfectly in the air and falling to the ground.

Then there was another "snap", and his skull once again cracked bones, and was crushed into an indescribable mass.

Dealing with this unbeatable guy for the time being, Bai Ye turned his head to look at the observer, his eyes revealed a kind of resoluteness and decisiveness, and said in a deep voice: "No, I won't go to the Avengers or the X-Men, or the Inhumans or some other organization. ”

The observer looked at the white night in amazement, his heart filled with confusion and incomprehension.

Unable to comprehend the decision of the person in front of him, he asked suspiciously, "What?" Why? Wouldn't you like to fight this threat with other superheroes? ”

"I know that, but I also have my reasons. This guy is not something you can fight against. He's so powerful that even the most powerful superhero on Earth can't handle it easily. ”

Bai Ye paused and continued: "The power he uses is not on the same level as yours. The power he possesses is even beyond the level of the Celestial Group. ”

The big bald head lying on the ground endured the pain and looked at the man in front of him, he was trying to find a trace of madness or vanity in this guy's face, but he didn't find it.

Although the man's words were extreme, his eyes were unusually determined, as if it were all under his control.

"And what are you going to do?"

After a moment's hesitation, the observer finally asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

This guy looks confident, so why don't you 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.

"I have a plan, but before I start." Bai Ye twisted his ring as he spoke, and then a dozen pillars of light appeared beside him, and out of them came a warrior in golden power armor corresponding to the number of pillars of light.

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

"These are my most loyal fighters." White Night introduced the Observer, "They are my greatest power. ”

"And what's your plan?" The observer asked, his voice revealing a hint of anticipation and concern.

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

"Shoot him for me."

(End of chapter)