Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto - Chapter 1417 Chess player and player

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Mordred's words offended everyone.

The first one who couldn't help it was Lancelot, who was on the left seat, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table. He looked directly at the newcomer and said, "Mordred, don't forget that you are not ours yet. King, you are not qualified to reprimand us!"

"Soon... I'll be."

Mordred sneered again and again, then turned to leave the dark room, and a rebellious voice came: "I will use my method to save the fate of the Skru family!"

In the darkness, his back was tall and lonely.

Like a lone wolf walking in the wilderness, alone on a road no one understands.

When Mordred walked out of the room and came to the bright place, he slowly raised his head, revealing a face of vicissitudes and tired eyes.

And this face is Tony Stark!

He is one of the leaders of the Avengers, the superhero Iron Man who has more than half of the appeal and saved the earth several times, but is also the next king of the Skrulls, the round table codename Mordred!

A code name full of ominous, betrayal.

A high-rise residential building in New York.

A man is lying in the living room, in large font.

I saw that there were more than a dozen barrels of gasoline placed under him, and there were several yellow high explosives.

From these alone, it is not difficult to guess.

This is a man who is about to commit suicide.

Snapped!

A cigarette was lit, and the man choked in his mouth, tasting the taste of tobacco, which pungently stimulated his throat.

"hiss…"

The man took a deep breath, lay on the covered gasoline barrel, and slowly spit out a white airflow, then with a blank face, he flicked the cigarette **** towards the ceiling with his fingers.

Waiting for the moment the cigarette butts fall, it will explode.

However, just as the cigarette **** was about to fall, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the entire room seemed to be frozen in time and space.

The man blinked, seeming a little surprised.

Suddenly, the corner of his eyes swept to a man sitting on his sofa.

"Hello, Mr. Wilson."

After sitting on the sofa, Lord crossed Erlang's legs. In this static space, he seemed so maverick and unspeakably weird.

The man got up from the oil drum, stared at the uninvited guest, and said, "I'm not good, very bad. You disturbed my most important trip and trespassed on the house. Can I sue you?"

"Of course, this is the obligation that the law entrusts to every citizen, Mr. Wade Winston Wilson." Lord said sternly: "But before that, I have something to talk to you about, hope you do not mind."

Wade Winston Wilson may sound unfamiliar, but if you mention his other name, no one should know it - Deadpool!

That's right, it's Deadpool.

One of the most special heroes in the Marvel universe.

"I really mind, you bastard!"

Deadpool stared at him coldly and said, "This is my favorite sofa. Get your **** out of here immediately and get out of my room!"

"Of course, but not now."

Lord said: "When I finish talking with you, I will naturally leave, so why don't you listen to it first, what do you think?"

Deadpool looked around and saw that time and space had come to a standstill.

Even the burning flames showed a static scene. Knowing that he couldn't escape, he simply said, "Okay, then hurry up and say, I'm going to commit suicide after saying that."

Lord said meaningfully: "If, when you suddenly found out that you were a character in a comic, all the hardships you had suffered were just a story edited for sales, what would you think? "

"I'll think you're an idiot*!"

Dead Servant raised a **** and spit out the fragrance: "Fakeyou, quickly let me out, or I will let you taste it now, it feels like your mouth is filled with bullets!"

Isn't this pure neurosis? !

What is he in the world of comics, what editing and sales, what story, this guy is afraid that there is no hole in his brain!

Deadpool's reaction was as early as Lord expected.

Indeed, even if such a shocking thing is said, no one will believe it.

Moreover, under the corrective power of the world.

Even if someone really believed it, they would eventually forget about it because of the effect of the world line correction.

But...one person is different.

In the original work, Deadpool once broke the fourth wall and came to the level of narrator. Although he is still in the lower narrative, it at least proves that he has such potential.

And he came here this time for Deadpool.

This is a bold test, and he wants to know if anyone can break out of the narrator's control.

Deadpool is still cursing loudly and changing tricks.

If there is a dictionary of swear words, then inviting Deadpool as the editor will inevitably make the dictionary as thick as the Oxford dictionary.

"Then, after discovering that the world is a fake manga."

Lorde ignored Deadpool's swearing and continued to ask himself: "Do you choose to continue to play stupid and act as a puppet at the mercy of the narrator, or choose to stand up and fight to break this invisible and intangible aspect. Fourth wall, seek revenge on those damned narrators?"

"First Evolution"

"I will choose to use a cannon to fuck* your mouth!"

Deadpool still maintained a high level of output, and even added actions, swaying the big bird under his crotch: "How is it? You bastard, do you want to **** cannon?"

He didn't believe what this guy said at all.

What world is a manga?

What breaks the fourth wall?

What **** narrator?

Has something to do with his Deadpool!

He's not a superhero and doesn't want to save the world, he just wants to kill himself quietly.

"Then our conversation is over."

Lord slowly got up, left a cartoon on the coffee table, and smiled: "I wish you a happy life, Mr. Wade."

The voice fell and disappeared.

It was as if it had never been in the future, leaving no trace, only the comic on the coffee table.

Deadpool was about to go take a look, but out of the corner of his eye he suddenly caught a glimpse of a burning cigarette **** falling, and his eyes widened.

"Fake~www.novelbuddy.com~ you son of a bitch!

! "

Boom-!

Huge flames and explosions blew the entire layer down.

The terrifying thick smoke and shock waves shattered the hard walls, and the shattered glass flew through the air like hidden weapons.

among the rubble.

The shattered Deadpool was reborn and walked towards the coffee table naked. In such a violent explosion, this was the only thing that was not destroyed or even intact.

On top of the coffee table is a comic book.

When he saw the cover of the comic, Deadpool's Tong Kong shrank suddenly, and an unstoppable chill went straight to the sky along the vertebra, as deep as an ice cellar.

"Deadpool... Slaughter the Marvel Universe?!"

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