When they had first arrived in these waters, Deadpool had suggested that Wakanda launch a long-range attack on Talokan's royal palace. After all, they had come here under stealth, and Talokan had been completely unprepared.
Since they were already mortal enemies, they might as well find a way to kill the other side outright.
Who would have thought that, thanks to Princess Shuri's outrageous maneuvering, the Wakandan army had pulled off a whole string of ridiculous stunts? They could have launched a surprise attack, yet refused to do so, insisting on fighting a fair and open decisive battle.
They had even refused to use high-powered weapons, giving up the chance to wipe out the enemy's living forces in one blow.
Wasn't that stupid? Fine, if you wouldn't use them, someone else would.
You showed no mercy when you were cutting people down, so naturally Namor had no reason to hold back.
If you were heartless, then don't blame me for being ruthless!
So Namor and his people struck without restraint, directly unleashing their ultimate move and bombarding Wakanda's warship.
If it had been torpedoes from another world, a hull made of vibranium might truly have withstood them. But against Talokan, who also possessed vibranium technology, vibranium warships were as fragile as paper.
Even more fragile were those Wakandan warriors.
Under the missile explosions, the already wounded Wakandan warriors were wiped out in a single wave. They had no chance to escape at all.
Of course, Deadpool had been capable of stopping all this. He could even have moved all the Wakandans away before the explosions. But who was Deadpool?
How could he possibly help this bunch of gorillas?
He had been hoping for this to happen.
"Talokan! Namor!"
Princess Shuri's eyes were bloodshot. She had only been able to become