Deadpool's Dream Adventure

"Help me? You're not worthy."

Doomsday King rarely spoke, his voice incomparably low, steeped in the bloody stench of world-ending destruction. His face was ferocious, his steel-like skin twitching from time to time, revealing a hair-raising... smile.

Blood vessels immediately spread through his red pupils, and the aura of brutality grew increasingly violent. The half-mask-like organ formed from metal barbs that covered both sides of his face also underwent subtle changes.

Its color became ever deeper. The new round of evolution Volthoom had brought him was extremely valuable.

The cheers and growth emerging from his life factors made Doomsday King more than willing to give him a smile.

After all, everyone who had seen him smile seemed to have died.

Even First Lantern Volthoom was no exception.

"Damn it! You damned thing!" Volthoom cursed inwardly, growing anxious.

He had no choice but to be anxious. Knowing that Doomsday King possessed nearly the same immortality and evolutionary speed as Ancient Doomsday—the monster that slaughtered Unique Gods as easily as chickens—Volthoom watched Doomsday King with an exceedingly grave expression.

A single method could not kill Ancient Doomsday twice. This terrifying combination of learning and evolution seemed not to be fully possessed by Doomsday King; he only had a greatly weakened, incomplete version.

What Ancient Doomsday could learn and evolve after being killed once, Doomsday King needed to experience repeatedly many times before reaching the same standard.

Volthoom had seen how, when Doomsday King was newly born, Darkseid had killed him over and over an unknown number of times before he rapidly evolved the ability to survive in the Blood Domain and barely withstand one of Darkseid's attacks without dying.

But that was already enough to make Volthoom vigilant. Every time he used his power to kill Doomsday King, its effect would be