The scorpion's head bites Deadpool's flesh while making a hoarse and frenzied chewing sound, as if a beast is enjoying delicious food.

His gray eyes widened as he gazed feverishly at Deadpool's remains, filled with a thirst for fresh meat.

"It's so delicious! This meat is so delicious! The scorpion's head roared, and its voice was hoarse and frenzied. His mouth opened wide and kept biting at Deadpool's flesh as if it was about to devour him in one gulp.

As he bites, a black-green corruption begins to spread from the scorpion's mouth, blending with Deadpool's flesh.

This evil force filled the scorpion's head, making his roar even louder, frantically calling for blood and flesh.

"Huh?"

At this moment, the scorpion's head stopped biting violently, and suddenly stopped in the air. His eyes were filled with confusion and confusion, as if he was looking for something.

There are a few things. Something isn't right, why doesn't it feel like eating meat this time is the same as before?

After only immersing himself in this doubt for two seconds, he was once again attracted by the tender piece of meat in front of him, and he took a big bite and frantically enjoyed the process of devouring Deadpool.

It turned out that because the scorpion only had a head left and no body to support it, the situation became extremely absurd.

As the scorpion chewed furiously, the piece of Deadpool's flesh that his big mouth bit did not successfully fall through his esophagus into his stomach as expected, but instead fell out of the hole in his neck.

The hole, which once connected the scorpion's head to its body, has become an unnatural notch that makes people feel strange and disgusting.

Pieces of flesh slipped out of the hole, with blood and debris, hanging in the air for a moment before falling to the ground. The sight is both ridiculous and disgusting, with the scorpion's head like an out-of-control ghoul, unable to devour effectively, only to watch as the delicacy he wants to enjoy slips through the hole in his neck.

"This"

A strange expression flashed in the observer's eyes, and he didn't expect the scorpion's head to show such a strange side.

This scene makes the whole battlefield even more bizarre, like a strange drama, and the head of the scorpion becomes the comical protagonist of the scene, and Deadpool is the harlequin who accompanies his performance.

The throats of the two monsters were filled with the sound of struggle and suffocation, which made the whole battlefield even more eerie for a while.

Bai Ye and the observer glanced at each other, and they could see the strange look in each other's eyes. The sight that appeared in front of them almost made it hard to believe that this was the scene of a fierce battle of life and death.

But in any case, at least the meat that passes through the mouth of the poisonous scorpion will be infected with the zombie virus, and the experience of the poisonous scorpion itself is not in the scope of the two of them.

"It seems that his desire to eat meat surpasses everything else." Bai Ye commented indifferently, and he motioned to the thunder warriors who were ceaseing fire: "Continue to observe, and if there is any abnormal movement, take action immediately." ”

The golden-armored warriors nodded silently and continued to maintain a high level of alert. And the observer, though a little apprehensive in his heart, understands that he can only hope for this unusual combination for now.

As the scorpion's head gnaws, Deadpool's body gradually shows strange changes. First, at the location of the bite, the wound, which had been healing quickly, began to show unusual gray-green lesions.

The color spread across the tissues that were already dancing with countless cancer cells, like a strange paintbrush smearing on his body.

Each time the scorpion's teeth were inserted, a piece of flesh turned dark green, spreading as if it were a corrupt mist. Deadpool's flesh, wounds that were supposed to heal in an instant, began to take on a strange slowness, as if it were the corruption of life and the spread of death.

In the process of self-healing, the gray-green lesions continued to spread, forming lines like smoke. These lines spread over time, rendering Deadpool's body an eerie and terrifying sight.

Deadpool's skin turned pale under the gray-green erosion, and his body, which was still rapidly regenerating, gradually lost its vitality. His roar grew louder and painful, like a beast imprisoned on the brink of death.

The observer watched the scene intently, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

This way of fighting Deadpool, while bizarre, is clearly working, effectively weakening Deadpool's powerful self-healing powers.

While he was still worried about the possible impact of the virus on the world, it was clear that the matter of that crazy Deadpool had been resolved for now.

Deadpool was bitten by the scorpion's head, and his body, which had healed quickly, began to show signs of pain. The speed of self-healing was suppressed, and although his body was still twisting and rolling, the speed of healing slowed down significantly.

All of this made Deadpool feel unusually angry, and he let out a deafening roar, his mouth opened wider, and his roar was filled with rage and hatred.

"Observer, you dead pervert, and you stupid supporting characters, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to grind your bones into powder! ”

Deadpool, who barely had much fabric left on his body, roared, his voice filled with murder and anger.

It's just that as time goes by, Deadpool's curses become more and more muffled, as if he is bound by an invisible force and cannot break free.

On Deadpool's face, the originally mighty and wild expression gradually lost its vitality, and was replaced by a dead silence and decadence. Under the attack of the virus, his facial features began to become deformed and ugly, and the green light in his eyes became even more terrifying.

The zombie's features crept up to the point where Deadpool was halfway through his head, and his head began to become deformed and twisted. The corners of the mouth began to drip green liquid, like the saliva of death. Cracks spread across his face, as if the bell of life was about to ring.

His ability to heal himself, which once made him an invincible existence, was now restrained by the zombie virus, which made him feel desperate like never before. He found himself no longer able to defeat this black-green plague, unable to escape the chains of fate.

"Why? Why did I become like this? “

Deadpool's cries grew sharper and sharper, and his body withered under the black-green erosion, like a candle blown out by the fire of life.

Unlike what the mysterious voice had said before, he felt utter helplessness. The once powerful force has become extremely vulnerable in the face of the virus, and he can't help but feel fear in the depths of his heart.

The voice had just told him that if he did become a zombie with no ability to heal himself, then he would die completely. Then he will no longer be able to help those poor people to be free!

(End of chapter)