"Let's go." Daisy called out.
Hela had a sharp eye as well and immediately spotted the differences between Deadpool and Juggernaut. Deadpool in particular made her look twice.
Unfortunately, the moment Deadpool opened his mouth, he nearly angered her to death. "Old lady, have you fallen for the great Deadpool too?"
Then he pointed at Hela's dark green robe. "Is that what you're planning to wear for the wedding? God! Is your groom as handsome as me? Is he as big as I am...?"
As he spoke, he made several thrusting motions. "Do you like wrestling games? Honestly, your hair smells like eggs."
His movements became increasingly outrageous, and he even leaned in and sniffed Hela twice.
The next second, Hela slashed back with her sword. Hela, who loved tormenting her opponents, had never found anyone this annoying before. This guy was like a fly. Even knowing that Daisy still had a major use for him, she could not hold herself back.
The strike was swift and vicious. Still not satisfied, she twisted the blade twice after piercing Deadpool's heart.
"Urgh... hic. I might've had too much cola this morning. I feel much better after that hiccup." Deadpool casually touched the glaring bloody hole in his chest and rubbed it a few times, as though he had overeaten at breakfast and was now suffering from indigestion.
That annoying fly had not died? Hela examined Deadpool from head to toe again and found Daisy completely unfazed. Clearly, she knew this idiot beside her could not be killed.
A mortal without any extraordinary power, yet she could not kill him? Hela refused to believe it and stabbed him again, only to find that he truly could not be killed.
"Hey, now I'm getting mad! How can you stab me with a sword?