After being reminded, Deadpool immediately slapped his forehead, as if he just remembered that he still had a teleportation belt.
He glanced at the ball rolling slowly from a distance again, and twitched his nostrils: "Okay, then I'll give it a try first, but I'm leaving, can you do it on your own? Where will we meet?"
If you take a task but haven't completed it yet, if you run away halfway, you won't be able to earn any remaining money, which is not okay.
"You go to the ground to collect intelligence first. If we are just locked in a time loop, I will have a way to escape. After all, I am the Supreme Mage. The limited time period loop in a limited space is what we have left.
As soon as these meatballs stick their butts out, I know what they are going to do.”
If it were anyone else, they would probably be confused when encountering such a situation. For example, they would not be able to understand why this meat ball could appear in front of them intact again and again, or they would panic after finding that they cannot escape.
But this trick is too easy for the Supreme Mage lineage to see through. As the controller of the Time Stone, he may not be able to directly adjust time in this other world, but in terms of perception of time changes, few people can surpass them.
Maybe Kang the Conqueror still has some skills in this area? Alas, speaking of which, Kang hasn’t been here for a long time, and I still miss him a bit.
"What? This meatball actually has a butt? Then I suddenly had a bold idea, why don't I try to influence it with love?" Wade suddenly seemed not to want to leave, and the corners of his mouth under the mask curled up, revealing
The outline of a devilish smile.
It is known that the body of the meat ball is delicate and soft, and its body is a bag of water. This water is non-toxic and harmless, so is it...sucking!
Seeing his cousin's mean behavior, Su Ming knew what he was thinking, and suddenly felt speechless:
"Get out of here, you are covered in the opponent's blood. I need you to teleport out to prove something. Otherwise, when I go back this time, I will talk to Xia Kela and Death and tell them about your weaknesses.
, so that you will never be able to escape from their clutches in the future, and you will be squeezed out every day until you are as dry as a mummy."
"Hiss, it's dark, it's too dark." Wade hugged himself in fear, and after squirming in place for a few times, he took off his teleportation belt.
With the sound of "biu", he disappeared on the spot in the cartoon sound effect, which is very reasonable.
So now, in the cave, only Deathstroke and a few girls are left, as well as the meat ball on the ground in front of them, staring... blindly.
Yes, this meat ball has no eyes, its surface is very smooth, and there is nothing that seems to be a sensory organ. Moreover, it seems to have no language, and it just stops quietly in the middle of the tunnel, blocking everyone's way.
"Deadpool can really teleport out? It's strange. Although I don't know why, there is always a voice in my heart saying that this is very reasonable?" Hermione was talking to the professor, and at the same time, she waved her wand and cast the Fire Curse.
The meat ball burned into a puddle of white ash on the spot to prevent it from getting closer.
Unlike Marvel's spellcasters who need to borrow the power of the devil, Hermione's magic power truly belongs to her. No matter which other world she is in, she has her own system and has the ability to cast spells.
Therefore, in the eyes of Yin Erminster and others, Hermione and the others are more like warlocks, and they are the kind without spell slot restrictions.
"Because the story continues, some details will be ignored and therefore become reasonable. This is a logical sacrifice made in order to advance the story. The gem in Wade's hand plays this role."
Su Ming looked at the cremated monster, and then looked down at Jaina's engineering invention. The result was that a new meat ball came over.
This is the only thing that can detect the energy reaction on the flesh ball. Neither the strangle nor the cloak can detect it. So this energy may not be of a high level, at least not a type that is common in all universes?
Or is it not energy? It's just that this meat ball is judged to be valuable by the engineering equipment of God?
It's also possible, because engineering is actually synonymous with unreliability in Azeroth.
For example, there are props that can greatly increase the user's movement speed, but they also have a probability of spontaneous combustion, turning the user into a burning person; another example is the ray props with weird effects, which may shrink the size of the enemy, or turn the user into a fireman.
into a chicken.
"I understand, Professor, so what is your plan?" Hermione nodded and changed places with Jaina, because the little princess also wanted to practice her skills.
"You guys should play for a while first. After all, Deadpool's reconnaissance operation also takes time. We are not in a hurry. You just need to know that I have a way to take everyone out. In order to avoid premature exposure, do I still have conceptual-level abilities?
I use it, but that doesn’t mean I won’t use it.”
I don’t know where everyone is currently, but I am sure that this is a material plane. As long as it is the material world, there will be quantum existence.
It is a joke to try to use such a time loop to trap a quantum controller and the Supreme Mage.
Seeing that the girls except Dru Yin were all lining up to "play beans", Deathstroke naturally wanted to fulfill their wishes. After all, he was on vacation this time and took Hermione to the Dark Moon Circus.
If you haven’t played the amusement rides, why can’t you enjoy it now?
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"Drink some black tea first, Master. Tonight's supper is grilled cod and broccoli. The unrest not long ago affected the cargo flights at the airport, so today's cod is not from the Alaska fishery, but from the east coast of Canada."
In the Batcave, the butler was stitching up Batman who had just taken a shower. The battle with the Joker left him with a lot of wounds, but Alfred was used to it. His stitches were like sewing a piece of flesh together.
As easy as a rag.
"Thank you Al, but it's not unreasonable for me to ask you to go to a safe house near the equator first. Gotham is still in danger."
The person who received the stitches was also unusually calm, as if he felt no pain. His hand holding the tea cup was steady. He could even remotely control the computer to query some information while chatting and drinking tea.
"Gotham is still the same as before. If it is dangerous here, then there is no safe place on earth, my young master." Alfred was unmoved. He denied his master somewhat rigidly: "Now it is even more dangerous.
What matters is yourself, who are you now?"
"Bruce Wayne, without his uniform." The man took a sip of hot tea, then grabbed a finger biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth. It was baked by the butler himself and had a rich milky aroma: "Left
Well, it was just a backup plan to buy me time to adjust my mentality. When I gave birth to him, it was impossible for him to occupy my body permanently."
"So did everything go well? Did the clown go where he should go? Or did you let him go again?" Alfred put down his needle and thread, picked up the anti-inflammatory powder on the stainless steel plate nearby, and sprinkled it evenly on the wound.
"The Joker is in Arkham now and should be enjoying a midnight snack. The previous things are over, the Laughing Bat, Darkseid, Blank..."
Bruce nodded first, then shook his head, staring at the wall made of monitors not far away, as countless data and intelligence flashed in front of him:
"But new trouble has come again. I have to prepare in time. Our world, no, the entire multiverse is in danger, but not many people can see this danger."