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The agents were obviously unable to defeat this extraordinary creature and had to flee desperately.

"Ho ho ho, did you see that?" Deadpool whistled and shouted loudly: "How great my dear friends are, they are simply the sinners... Hey, wait! That's not our goal!"

As Deadpool was speaking, he suddenly saw a Skeleton Soldier walking towards the crowd of ordinary people. He was horrified and raised his foot to stop him, but suddenly he felt dizzy.

Fuck, what's going on?

Looking down, Deadpool discovered his bleeding wound hadn't healed. Bright red blood continued to flow into the parchment like a fountain. Furthermore, his body was visibly collapsing.

"Hey guys! This...is not cool!"

334 America's Undead Scourge

Da da da.

An attack helicopter, heavily laden with missiles, circled in the sky, and beneath it, a thick, swirling, surging purple-red fog. From this fog, skeletons, each draped in dark red and armed with a variety of weapons, emerged, charging forward.

Boom.

A cannon shot.

A spark exploded in the center of the skeleton group. The powerful explosive force directly crushed the bodies of several skeletons, turning them into dark red powder.

Those were artillery shells fired by American military tanks.

Having received the order, they have formed a steel wall, firmly blocking all the entrances to the block.

Is this just useful?

Sitting in the helicopter, Nick Fury was skeptical as he watched the scene unfold. Perhaps blocking the road could suppress those damned skeletons for a short period of time, but ultimately, it would be difficult to sustain without eliminating the source.

Taking a deep breath, Nick Fury turned his gaze to Coulson beside him. "How is the President now?"

"It's safe. It has been sent out of the block through the secret passage of the presidential palace." Coulson replied.

"What are the causes and consequences of the incident?"

"According to our investigation, it seems to be related to these two people." Coulson picked up the tablet in his arms and showed it to his boss. The images of the veteran and Deadpool appeared on the computer.

"Damn Wade, what's wrong with him?" Nick Fury knew Deadpool, of course, but he couldn't understand why this guy who usually opposed the gangs and evil pharmaceutical companies suddenly changed his nature and did something like attacking the presidential palace?

"And according to witnesses, the source seems to be a strange parchment scroll." Coulson added after hesitating for a moment.

"The parchment scroll? Are there still witches and the Black Death?" Nick Fury stared at his only remaining eye and made a joke that was not funny. "Damn, are we living in the 21st century now?"

"Ah, this." Coulson was stunned and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Contact Tony and tell him there's a project here that interests him and he's waiting to be researched." After a moment's silence, Nick Fury looked at the swirling mist below and said calmly, "Also, how's Natasha doing?"

"She has convinced Dr. Banner."

"Very good, this is the first mission we Avengers will face."

Boom.

Just as the two were talking, there was a sudden explosion in the distance.

Looking over there, I saw several skeletons that looked like rhinos and elephants overturning tanks and armored vehicles with their brute force, and the steel wall was torn open like this.

"Shit! What the hell!" Nick Fury cursed angrily as veins popped out on his forehead when he saw this scene.

Although he had long believed that this interception method would not last long, he had not expected these military good-for-nothings to be so useless. Now that such a gap has appeared, Washington is really in danger!

The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. was filled with anxiety at the moment, and the members of the dimensional communication group were not in a much better mood either.

Lazy Kitten: What’s going on?

The artist of the book: You should ask Deadpool, what happened? He just disappeared.

Skirt-lifting maniac: I promised to witness a miracle, but ended up witnessing nothing but loneliness. The live broadcast was not started, and no one was talking.

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: ???

Curly-haired guy: Damn, this guy actually dares to ask a question mark?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Deadpool, what's wrong with you? We were all waiting for your live broadcast, but you postponed it?

Foul-mouthed Man: Wait, wait! I'm not live streaming? Damn it! I've been busy for so long and I haven't started a live stream yet? Oh, fuck! Am I an idiot? I'm definitely an idiot, right? No wonder I was wondering why you guys weren't answering my questions! Damn it! I thought you were going to completely abandon this little cutie like me.

Curly: You finally recognize yourself, Deadpool! That's right, you're a complete idiot.

Hatchet Girl: Don’t you even know whether you are broadcasting live or not? Can’t you see the small TV under the screen?

Foul-mouthed leather suit guy: Damn, I just realized I didn't click on the last move! I was so excited at the time!

Soul Society's Villain: So, you've already done what you need to do when you're not live streaming? Have you taken over the Presidential Palace now?

Foul-mouthed Suit Man: Ahem, except for a minor technical glitch. But believe me, it wasn't intentional. I didn't expect this kind of glitch to happen, and Nimson can vouch for it.

Upskirt Maniac: What is the glitch?

Book Artist: Who is Nimson?

Foul-mouthed holster guy: A veteran living in the Washington, D.C. area who claims to have fought in the Vietnam War. But I think he's just bragging because he doesn't have Rambo's muscular build. Plus, his armpits stink; I suspect he hasn't showered in two months.

Lazy little kitty: There are so many things to complain about that I suddenly don’t know where to start.

So, what exactly is the glitch?

Foul-mouthed Suit Guy: Ah, this... might be a little complicated to explain. Anyway, we achieved our goal of capturing the Presidential Palace! Right?

The villain in Soul Society: Should I?

This is an actor: From your tone, I can tell that there seems to be an unexpected turn of events on your side. Trouble, huh?

Foul-mouthed Man in a Suit: Aha! Believe me, this isn't a big problem! It's just a small one, right! Just a normal little inconvenience. It should be fixed soon.

Rumble.

Just as Deadpool was about to send this message, a deafening explosion erupted from behind him. Flames shot up into the sky, and a terrifying mushroom cloud rose into the air.

Book artist: You actually admitted that you’re in trouble?

Skirt-lifting maniac: This is terrible. Even you, who is so concerned about your reputation, say that there is trouble. It must be no small trouble!

Hatchet Girl: Did you use a nuclear bomb to flatten the Presidential Palace?

Foul-mouthed man: No, no, no, that's definitely not possible! Do you think I'm such a lunatic? This makes me so sad. My heart aches!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Stop showing off and just start the live broadcast.

Skull Island Handsome Guy: Yes, start a live broadcast! My curiosity is completely piqued.

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: There really wasn’t any big trouble, really!

This is an actor: Now you have two choices. Either start a live broadcast, or I will travel back in time and help you start it.

[Tip: The foul-mouthed man in the suit has opened a live broadcast room.]

335 The shocked group members

The dark sky seemed stained with blood.

Smoke and fire filled the air, and the entire city block was filled with the rumble of artillery fire, mixed with screams and roars.

The dark red skeleton army surged like a tide, rushing towards all corners of the city. The faces of the fleeing people were filled with despair and collapse, unable to tell whether this was the human world or hell.

The white presidential palace and the stars and stripes have fallen.

Two skeletons, armed with steel knives, climbed and fought on the flagpole. The once lush green lawn of the Presidential Palace Plaza had been dyed purple-red by the thick fog.

Scarlet Snake Fairy: ???

Skirt Uplifter: Oh my God!

Book Artist: What's up with these skeletons? Deadpool, are these the people you said you mobilized?

Curly-haired boy: Hey, are you telling us a hell of a joke?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: A little trouble? Deadpool, is this what you call a little trouble?

Foul-mouthed Man in Suit: Okay, maybe that's a bit much. But believe me, this is not what I want! Damn Virgil, how dare he lie to me! That scroll is a complete trap!

Shark-faced guy: I'm afraid it's a bit difficult for us to believe what you're doing now.

Lin Fengjiao: It's really wrong that such a tragedy has occurred!

This is an actor: Let me explain the situation in detail, starting with Virgil.

Foul-mouthed Man with a Leather Case: That's a bearded guy I met at the bar. He claims to be the heir to the ancient Egyptian royal family. His family heirlooms were plundered by a group of bandits. The most precious of these is the parchment scroll that can summon dark servants.

Book Artist: Then you killed the bandits and took the parchment scroll for yourself?

Foul-mouthed Man in a Suit: No, no, no, he gave it to me himself! He said he saw I was a leader of the new era and told me to seize this opportunity. But that bastard lied to me. Those dark servants won't listen to their master's commands!

Skirt-lifting maniac: ...How naive must you be to believe such a thing?

The illustrator of the book: It’s not a simple question. I feel that Deadpool is completely overwhelmed by the title of leader of the new era.

Lazy Kitten: Like a high school student with a Chuunibyou syndrome, fantasizing that he can save the world?

Hatchet Girl: Deadpool's mistakes were indeed huge, and he was also very stupid. But that Virgil probably had bad intentions from the beginning, but I don't think he exists in any Marvel works.

Lazy Kitten: Not only does this person not exist, but even this parchment scroll that can summon skeletons should not exist. As a ten-year Marvel fan, I can guarantee that such a thing does not exist in either the movies or the comics.

Curly: What happened next? Deadpool, you idiot, did what that guy said? You're such a fucking idiot!

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Yes, I'm a complete idiot. When I pressed the bloody handprint, I was still gloating. But then I realized this guy didn't just want my blood! He also wanted my flawless body.

Book artist:?

Skirt-lifting maniac:?

Lazy Kitten: Finished, flawless body? Things seem to be going in a strange direction!

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Yes, you can tell by looking at my current appearance.

The message is sent and the camera jumps.

In a dark corner, an old soldier in military uniform caught my eye. Beneath his armpits, a strange head wearing a red leather mask was lodged.

That is the current Deadpool, with only a head left.

Upskirt Maniac: Phew.

Book Artist: Hahahaha, shit! You're in such a bad state! Only your head is left? Leading the charge?

Fairy Chi Lian: So this is what it means to need your body.

Lazy Little Kitten: No wonder Deadpool knew that the veteran had armpit odor, I understand now.

Lin Fengjiao: Are you really still alive?

"Of course, of course I'm alive!" Deadpool, now only a head, spoke with a powerful voice. "I won't die over such a small problem, I'm going to tear Fergil's head off with my own hands!"

"Fuck, who are you talking to?" The veteran was so shocked by his sudden words that he almost threw his head off.

"Of course it's my little cuties. Do you want to say hello to them?" Deadpool suggested.

"No need for that. I've already experienced the horror of your little cuties." The old soldier frowned, his mouth twitching as he complained. "Thanks to you, we are now both criminals in America."

Deadpool comforted him: "Hey, don't be so depressed! You should be thankful that the Federation has abolished hanging. At most, you'll just have to sit in the electric chair. I've actually been looking forward to it."

The old soldier fell silent, his face darkening.

Book Artist: Hahahaha, God is going to sit in the electric chair! Don’t scare the old man!

Lazy Little Kitten: The old man didn’t kick your head like a ball, which proves that he is indeed very well-mannered.

Hatchet Girl: So what exactly is that parchment scroll? What force could have created such a thing? I don't think there's any undead race in Marvel, right?

This is an actor: Don't get too hung up on these details. Comics and movies are fragmented information and don't reflect reality. The Marvel Universe is an open-ended universe where anything is possible. And the fact that he deliberately targeted Deadpool suggests he came prepared.

The Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Was it a target, or just a random encounter?

This is an actor: there is a high probability that he is being targeted, and the other party knows that he is immortal. Because according to the rule of equivalent exchange, it is impossible for an ordinary person's vitality to support such a large undead disaster.

Foul-mouthed Man in Suit: So, uncle, that damned Fegil is using me as a tool? Oh, no! Damn it, I'm going to shove my quick-fire rifle into his mouth and blow him up!

Soul Society's villain: First, you have to find him again. If he really has ulterior motives for messing with you, his name can't be real.

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Damn, when you say that, I suddenly feel a little desperate.

Book Artist: Don't despair. Think carefully about how to solve the current problem. If you continue to let it go like this, this city will be doomed.