Deadpool, in the corner, casually felt around on the ground with the only arm he could still move.
At last, he found his misplaced internal organs.
He hurriedly dragged them back toward his body.
"Whoa, looks like I overdid it this time..."
Deadpool felt his utterly horrifying injuries.
Yet he still had the strength to crack jokes.
Rocket screamed in fright and covered his eyes with his little paws.
He had never seen Deadpool endlessly resurrecting at the base.
He had no idea what this guy could do.
He could not help peeking through his fingers.
"We're screwed, we're screwed! This loudmouth is dead for sure this time!
He's annoying, but this is way too brutal!"
Mobius's face also went pale, and he immediately prepared to call the Time Variance Authority medical team.
Deadpool might have been a time criminal.
But they could not just stand by and watch him die like this.
However, just when they thought Deadpool was beyond saving.
The flesh at his horrific wounds began to squirm, intertwine, and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In less than two minutes,
Deadpool climbed back up as if nothing had happened.
He even patted his perfectly restored chest and abdomen.
"Wow! That hit was really something!
It felt like the universe's mom gave me a huge hug!
Though it did cost me some organs.
Could we pick a gentler way for me to die next time?"
Rocket and Mobius were dumbstruck.
Their mouths hung wide enough to fit an egg.
"I... holy shit!
What kind of insane healing ability is that?!
Even Hulk isn't that ridiculous, is he?!
Is this guy immortal?!"
Rocket flinched and yanked out two tufts of his fur.
Mobius, meanwhile, blinked hard.
His eyes gleamed with curiosity.
"Unbelievable...
This completely violates