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Chapter 197 Deadpool (His mouth has been sewn back on)

In one of the cages, a blonde girl was imprisoned, standing out from the crowd of mutants.

Everyone else was wearing the same dark red prison uniform, but she was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt on her upper body.

But that's not the point; the point is her name.

[NPC: Emma Frost]

Codename: White Queen

【Favourability: 0】

[Evaluation: Telepath, can turn her entire body into diamond, Wolverine's sister-in-law]

That's right, the girl in front of us is none other than the White Queen Emma.

However, she was very different from the Emma that Du Mu remembered. Not only was her appearance different, but this Emma was also much younger.

Yes, small in every sense of the word.

Emma looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, just coming of age, with a hint of childishness still lingering on her face.

The Emma that Du Mu knew was already a mature woman decades ago in this timeline, and her stats were at their peak.

As for little Emma... all I can say is that she has a lot of room for growth in the future.

Logan in the previous two instances had the same character model and similar experiences.

But the little Emma in front of us isn't even a younger version of the other Emma. Apart from having the same name and abilities, the two have almost nothing in common. They are completely different people.

Du Mu originally thought this instance was a future extension of the instance he had experienced, but now it seems that there are still considerable differences between the two instances.

"Who are you?"

When Emma heard someone call her name, she immediately frowned, her eyes filled with vigilance.

She didn't know Du Mu, but she immediately recognized Victor, who looked like a bodyguard next to her. It was this guy who had brought her to this godforsaken place, so she naturally assumed that Du Mu was a high-ranking member of this experimental base.

Du Mu chuckled and said, "My name is Du Mu, and I'm here to rescue you. Please step aside."

As he spoke, he conjured Hill's longsword out of thin air and, before Emma could react, swung it down hard at the lock of the cage door!

Clang!

With a piercing metallic clang, the specially made bolt snapped open under the sword's blade, and the cage door swung open.

Emma was stunned, seemingly unable to believe that she had escaped so easily.

Du Mu did not stop. His sword flashed continuously, and with a series of crisp sounds of metal breaking, the bolts of the surrounding cages were cut open one by one.

One by one, the cell doors opened, and the mutants imprisoned inside slowly walked out of their cages, their eyes filled with confusion.

"From now on, you are free... free."

Du Mu sheathed his longsword, and his voice rang out clearly in the prison area.

Upon hearing this, the mutants snapped out of their daze, their numb expressions gradually relaxed, and a long-lost gleam returned to their eyes.

"We...are we free?"

Du Mu nodded: "Yes, you are free. Once you leave this place, you can go wherever you want."

After a brief silence, suppressed sobs and choked cries suddenly erupted from the prison area.

Most of these mutants are teenagers, who should be in school, but they were inexplicably captured and imprisoned in this dark and sunless place, enduring inhuman experiments day after day. The fact that they have survived until now without a mental breakdown is a testament to their resilience.

Emma's reaction was much calmer.

Thanks to her sister's connections, Stryker didn't do anything to her, at most taking a small blood sample for research.

Her eyes were fixed on Du Mu, filled with curiosity: "Who exactly are you?"

Du Mu suddenly had a mischievous urge and replied, "Hellfire Club, current Black Emperor."

"Hellfire Club?"

Emma looked confused, clearly having never heard of the name before.

"That's right, our Hellfire Club is a clandestine organization composed of mutant members, recruiting only the elite of the elite."

Du Mu smiled slightly: "I see that you have extraordinary talent and potential, which perfectly matches our club's recruitment standards. Are you interested in joining our Hellfire Club? I can offer you the White Queen's seat."

Upon hearing this, little Emma suddenly became shy.

Black Emperor and White Queen, why do these two titles sound like a pair?

She lowered her head somewhat awkwardly: "This isn't appropriate. We've only just met, we should at least... have dinner together."

Du Mu: "?"

You must have misunderstood something. What's going on with this surge in favorability?

This is not surprising, actually. Although the hero saves the damsel in distress trope is old-fashioned, it is undeniably effective.

In psychological terms, this is the suspension bridge effect. When people are in a dangerous situation, their heart rate increases. If they happen to meet someone of the opposite sex at this time, they can easily misinterpret this physiological reaction as attraction and thus develop feelings for them.

Of course, this effect also requires a lot of modeling.

If it were John who rescued Emma from her suffering, little Emma would only sincerely thank him, saying that she could never repay him in this lifetime.

Soon, all the mutants were rescued, their restraints were removed, and their various abilities began to emerge, making them a veritable treasure trove of talent.

Unfortunately, there were no mutants among them that Du Mu was looking for. Even if there were one or two mutants with relatively fast healing speeds, they would still be far from meeting the requirements for a high concentration of healing factors.

"So where are we going to find the remaining four members?" Du Mu asked, somewhat troubled.

Seeing that there were no suitable candidates, he had no choice but to prepare to evacuate with the group of newly rescued mutants.

However, the group had not moved forward for long when a heavy thud came from the corner of the corridor ahead, and Logan was seen flying out and crashing heavily into the wall.

Before anyone could react, a figure slowly emerged from around the corner.

It was a shirtless, bald man whose skin was covered with strange black stripes, like surgical guide lines drawn by a doctor with a marker. His entire body was bald, without a single hair.

The strangest thing is that he has no mouth on his face, only a pair of emotionless eyes that are staring intently at everyone.

[NPC: Wade Winston Wilson]

Codename: Deadpool

【Favourability: 0】

[Comment: A mutant Frankenstein's monster, combining multiple mutant abilities including Wolverine's healing factor. His mouth was sewn shut because he was too talkative. One of the original Deadpool's most hated characters.]

Du Mu's eyes lit up immediately.

Having Logan's healing factor, isn't this the kind of team member he wanted?

"Wade?"

John looked at Deadpool in astonishment: "How did he end up like this?"

Du Mu asked, "Do you know him?"

John nodded: "Yes, he was a member of our team. He had quick reflexes and was a very skilled swordsman, but I remember he had terminal cancer and didn't have much time left."

Logan got up from the ground and explained, "Wade volunteered to be Stryker's test subject, merging my genes with the genes of other mutants into his body, gaining different abilities. Now Wade has become Stryker's killing machine."

In the Marvel Universe, the most powerful beings are often not those with superpowers like flying, diving, breathing fire, or exploding electricity, but rather those seemingly ordinary scientists.

Despite having no special abilities, they can create things that are even more outrageous than those of superpowered individuals.

John swallowed hard. "Should we run away?"

"With so many of us, are we afraid of just one guy?"

Du Mu snorted coldly and waved his hand: "Close the gate! Release Victor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Victor rushed forward without saying a word and pounced on Deadpool!

Just as Victor approached, two cold lights suddenly shot out from between Deadpool's fingers, and two long, narrow sword blades crossed and slashed towards Victor's chest and abdomen!

Stab it!

With a muffled thud as flesh was torn apart, two long, deep wounds that exposed bone burst open on Victor's shoulder, spurting blood!

But Victor didn't stop. Using the momentum, he continued to charge forward, his sharp claws slashing fiercely at Deadpool's face, leaving several claw marks that tore the flesh apart!

However, Deadpool's wound healed completely without a single drop of blood seeping out, demonstrating a self-healing ability that was in no way inferior to Logan and Victor's.

His sword attacks did not diminish; as he wielded his twin swords, they transformed into streaks of silver light, raining down attacks on Victor's vitals like a storm.

Victor roared repeatedly and lashed out with his claws, but Deadpool blocked or dodged them with his longsword.

It's not that Deadpool's fighting skills are much stronger than Victor's, but rather that Logan and Victor have relied on their healing abilities for many years and have long developed a fighting habit of not bothering to dodge.

Since you can't kill it anyway, there's no need to waste energy dodging.

Over time, they began to only offer perfunctory defenses when faced with attacks, relying entirely on their physical strength to withstand them.

In no time, Victor's body was covered with countless sword wounds. His self-healing speed could not keep up with the speed of destruction, and his movements began to slow down.

Seeing this, Logan extended his six adamantium claws without hesitation and charged toward Deadpool!

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Deadpool suddenly turned around, raised his right hand to block Logan's adamantium claw!

Clang!

The ear-piercing metallic clanging sound was like a demonic chant, and sparks flew everywhere.

Deadpool's long, narrow sword was clearly made of adamantium, and it easily blocked Logan's adamantium claws.

Just as Deadpool parried Logan, Victor seized the opportunity and attacked Deadpool from behind, his claws slashing open Deadpool's neck in an attempt to sever him.

As a result, when his claws penetrated Deadpool's flesh, he felt a hard object.

Through the ripped, scarlet flesh, the adamantium skeleton inside is clearly visible.

Victor's movements faltered.

If he were conscious, he would probably be cursing right now. They've all fitted themselves with adamantium skeletons. Logan did it, and now even this Frankenstein's monster is doing it. So he's the only honest guy still using traditional bone claws to fight these metal lumps.

Suddenly, Deadpool vanished and reappeared directly behind Victor in the blink of an eye.

John's eyes widened; he recognized it immediately—it was clearly his teleportation ability.

This is not surprising, given Stryker's military influence, obtaining his genetic sample would not be difficult.

The next moment, Deadpool's previously emotionless eyes suddenly lit up with a terrifying crimson!

call out-!!

Two blazing, dazzling red energy beams shot out from his pupils and slammed solidly into Victor's back!

The immense impact propelled Victor forward, and the wolf slammed into Logan in front of him. The two immediately clung to each other, and under the continuous thrust of the energy beam, they crashed heavily into the metal wall!

The terrifying heat burned the skin of the two people at the point of contact, leaving it bright red and torn open. The air was filled with the smell of burning flesh, indicating that the skin was at least three-tenths cooked.

"The two brothers are still unreliable."

Du Mu shook his head and turned his gaze to John beside him.

John noticed his gaze and his lips twitched. "You're not going to make me fight this guy, are you?"

Even Logan and Victor couldn't beat him; he'd be dead if he went up there!

Du Mu waved his hand helplessly: "Forget it, you take the other mutants and retreat first, I'll hold him off."

John looked worried: "Can you manage on your own?"

Du Mu did not answer, but simply reached out and grabbed at the air, and a mask appeared in his palm.

He slowly put it on his face, and the moment the mask touched his skin, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, with only the deep eye sockets of the mask emitting a terrifying light. Countless strange runes wriggled and spread like living things, making him look exactly like an evil demon king.

Of course, these are all special effects. It's another black magic that Du Mu has learned, just like the magic weapon of that woman in black robes, which can temporarily absorb the surrounding light.

It doesn't have much effect, but looking cool is all that matters.

The effect was remarkable; John felt a chill run down his spine and involuntarily took a half-step back.

What an evil aura!

John felt the pressure from the boss and, no longer doubting, immediately called for the other mutants to evacuate with him.

"Emma! Get out of here!"

Emma wanted to stay, but her sister Kayla suddenly stumbled out from around the corner of the corridor, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her toward the evacuating crowd.

Deadpool's cold eyes shifted slightly, his gaze locking onto the fleeing mutants.

He shifted his feet slightly, as if receiving some kind of instruction, preparing to intercept.

boom! boom! boom!

Three energy bullets suddenly tore through the air and precisely pierced Deadpool's head!

His movements froze instantly. He slowly turned his head, his newly regenerated, cold eyes looking at Du Mu, who was holding the Golden Desert Eagle.

Du Mu chuckled and said, "Brother, I see you have extraordinary potential. How about switching teams and joining my squad?"

Deadpool: ()

"Alright, I forgot you don't have a mouth, so I'll take that as a yes."

Deadpool didn't respond, but instead thrust two adamantium blades at Du Mu, giving his answer in the most direct way.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!

Du Mu raised his arm almost simultaneously, and the muzzle flash of the Golden Desert Eagle's gun was followed by a series of energy bullets that shot out of the barrel!

Despite the onslaught of bullets, Deadpool's momentum didn't diminish. He simply swung his arms rapidly, and two adamantium blades danced in front of him, creating an impenetrable silver light screen that blocked all the bullets.

In the blink of an eye, he broke through the barrage of bullets and rushed within three steps of Du Mu, thrusting his twin swords at Du Mu from the left and right!

Du Mu did not draw his weapon to block as usual. Deadpool's weapon was made of adamantium, which was practically indestructible. He was not sure if his own weapon could withstand adamantium.

But he remained completely calm.

It's just adamantium alloy, as if nobody doesn't have it.

The next moment, two humanoid hand bones, seemingly made of alloy, suddenly appeared in Du Mu's hands, fitting perfectly onto the back of his hands.

Clang!

Six alloy claws popped out from between the finger bones, actually blocking Deadpool's adamantium blade!

Logan:

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Why do those claws look so familiar?

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