It Has Nothing to Do with Strength-You're Not as Silly as Me

I'm doing my best to cooperate with your performance!

Russell was very satisfied with his performance. His acting was not superficial, and his lines were deeply moving. Just that one line alone was enough to outshine many professional actors.

In the market, don't even think about hiring him if his fee is less than 100 million.

This is even with the mask on; otherwise, it would be a typical idol drama, where the audience would only be watching his looks.

"..."

Ororo was disgusted; Russell's clumsy lines and poor acting were so bad that even special effects couldn't save him.

She wasn't stupid. After several unsuccessful attacks, she knew that Russell's abilities were a natural counter to hers, so she fell from mid-air and returned to Apocalypse's side.

Apocalypse didn't say anything. As the boss, saying anything at this time would be beneath his dignity. If anyone below him had any brains, they would have stepped forward to help him.

A clever person appeared to help the BOSS. Warren, the 'angel' among the Apocalypse Knights, spread his wings and soared into the sky. His metallic wings reflected a cold, icy light, and a barrage of killing intent swept down from mid-air.

Whoosh whoosh!!

Feathers shot out from under Warren's wings like arrows released from a bow, arriving in front of Russell in the blink of an eye.

This was a concentrated group attack, with the entire rooftop within range. Psylocke raised a purple shield made of energy and hid behind Logan, who was the team's recognized tank.

Russell drew his Adamantium Blade, its silver light swirling around him. He wielded the longsword with impenetrable skill, and even though Warren concentrated most of his firepower on him, he couldn't harm him in the slightest.

Russell didn't know much about this Mutants, only that in the comics he was a super-rich second-generation heir who couldn't succeed as a superhero and had to return home to inherit the Fortune 500 family business.

Wade also drew his twin blades, unleashing a wide-ranging, fast-moving barrage with high kinetic energy. Unlike Russell, he couldn't handle it with the same ease, so Russell parried and rolled to dodge, occasionally pulling off some flashy maneuvers and unleashing a barrage of verbal attacks that ignited Warren's fury.

Whoosh whoosh!!

Warren increased the output density, keeping his boss's orders in mind. The main target of the attack was still Russell, but the attacks that were aimed at Psylocke and Logan were all transferred to Deadpool.

Deadpool's taunting skills are maxed out, and he can always inadvertently draw some of the aggro away from his teammates and steal some of the spotlight. This is probably the direct reason why he hasn't been overthrown by his teammates.

A moment later, Warren stopped attacking, panting heavily as he flapped his wings in mid-air. He had encountered the same embarrassing situation as Storm Ororo: his abilities were ineffective against Russell.

But while Ororo could retreat, Warren could not. After two consecutive failures, Apocalypse was the only one who would suffer the consequences, so he flapped his wings and soared into the sky.

Russell stood with his sword drawn, watching Warren's figure fly further and further away, pondering the attack patterns of the Winged Style. If nothing unexpected happened, the next move should be a dive attack.

Psylocke emerged from behind Logan, whose arms and legs were now covered in metallic feathers. It was unclear where Warren's energy came from or whether this attack could be used indefinitely. If so, he could become rich by selling razor blades.

"Russell, that guy is yours. I remember his nickname is also Angel. Superheroes don't share the same name."

Deadpool wields two swords and at first glance appears to be unharmed, just like Russell. However, once you get behind him, it's a different story. Countless blades are embedded from head to tail, covering the body perfectly.

"'Angel' was originally his nickname, and you're the one who called me 'Angel.' My original design was Deathstroke."

"If that's the case, my cousin's previous nickname was 'Ultimate Nullifier,' but it was completely useless. After the Ultimate Nullifier movie was released, he sheepishly changed it to 'Deathstroke.' So, in the world of superheroes, nicknames can be stolen."

"Why didn't you say so sooner? I've always wanted to change my name to 'Deadpool'!"

"Dude, stop dreaming. You can't just become Deadpool. This nickname has nothing to do with strength. You're not Silly Bird me." Deadpool said smugly. I think you're just asking for trouble.

"That's true!"

Facts speak louder than words. Russell racked his brains but couldn't come up with a reason to refute it, so he could only agree with Deadpool and admit that he was the most Silly Bird one.

A sudden roar erupted, and the piercing shriek sent chills down one's spine. Just as the two were chatting and joking, Warren flapped his wings and swooped down, his wings sweeping across the air and creating turbulent waves.

A strong gust of wind rushed towards him, and Deadpool yelled and ran to the side, but he was grabbed by Russell after only two steps.

"Wade, you're Immortal Body and a Silly Bird, what are you afraid of?"

"Even Silly Bird feel pain!"

That makes a lot of sense!

Russell grabbed Deadpool and turned to look at Warren in mid-air. Sharp metal wings cast a chilling aura of death, and coupled with Warren's ferocious expression, he looked every bit the metallic villain.

Forces are reciprocal; a plane collides with a bird...

Russell's eyes flashed, he tightened his grip on Deadpool's collar, used his waist to propel his whole body, spun around three times on the spot, and flung the humanoid weapon Deadpool away.

"I knew it..."

Deadpool cursed and curled up in mid-air, forming a red and black ball of flesh.

In mid-air, Angel Warren, who had intended to use his wings to slice Russell in two with a high-speed charge, saw this scene and his ferocious expression gradually cooled down. He slammed on the brakes and swerved to avoid the oncoming Deadpool.

The speed was too fast; there was no time to turn.

With a look of despair on his face, Warren had a close encounter with Deadpool as he spun and lunged forward, burying his entire face in Deadpool's buttocks.

Click!

With a soft crack, the two fell to the ground. It was unclear whether Warren's nose was broken or Wilson's ammunition depot had been blown up.

Perhaps both!

Boom!

Two shallow, human-shaped craters appeared on the ground when Warren slammed into the ground. He covered his nose and got up, blood seeping from between his fingers. His handsome features were contorted in rage, filled with the anger of being humiliated.

Deadpool shakily got up, stood on his toes pointing inward, and fired at Warren: "Damn gay, you actually attacked Deadpool's nice butt and even got a nosebleed, you have no backbone at all."

Enraged by his defeat, Warren flapped his wings and unleashed a barrage of metal blades. Deadpool drew his twin swords to parry, dodging twice before sheathing his single sword. Suddenly, he drew his Desert Eagle pistol and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Warren folded one wing to protect his entire body and continued to hurl metal blades; the two seemed to be locked in a stalemate.

As Deadpool emptied his magazine, Russell flipped off the balcony, drew his dual pistols, and took them from Deadpool. A dense barrage of blue bullets overwhelmed Warren, leaving him unable to retaliate. Warren braced himself with his wings and was forced backward by the impact.

Bang!

A high-intensity Mana Destruction Bullet was fired, and Warren, who was already struggling alone, was sent flying backward. His body was out of control as if he had been hit head-on by the Negasonic Teenage Warhead, and he crashed straight into his boss, Apocalypse.

Apocalypse squinted, a hint of murderous intent rising within him. He was extremely dissatisfied with Warren's performance; even after being strengthened, he still suffered a crushing defeat and was unworthy to continue serving as his knight.

Snap!

A large hand reached out from behind Apocalypse and caught Warren as he flew backward. Juggernaut stepped out and glanced disdainfully at his companion in his hand.

He's a piece of trash, unworthy to be called one of the Four Horsemen.

Thinking of this, Juggernaut ignored Apocalypse's thoughts, raised his hand and slammed Warren to the ground, then stomped on his chest and delivered a vicious blow.

Warren immediately coughed up blood, and with a trembling hand, he raised it and reached it toward Apocalypse.

"Juggernaut, go and catch him."

Apocalypse remained expressionless, seemingly oblivious to Warren's tragic state. This scene terrified Storm Ororo, who feared she might suffer the same fate.

"Of course, it should have been my turn a long time ago."

Juggernaut spoke, he stomped his foot hard, leaving Warren barely alive, then stepped over him and walked toward Russell, clenching his fist.

The battle had raged on for quite some time, and the X-Men, not being deaf, quickly evacuated the terrified children under the command of their new leader, Professor X.

Charles: "..."

Psylocke and Logan jumped off the balcony and stood next to Russell with Deadpool.

X-Force (incomplete) VS The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse (incomplete)!

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are not yet fully staffed; in addition to Ororo, Juggernaut, and Warren, they are missing two combat specialists.

Deadpool stated that the X-Force is also short-handed; in his plan, a fully-staffed X-Force would have approximately one thousand superheroes.

"Wow, it's the Juggernaut again. How many times have I faced him now..."

Deadpool shook his head, unable to come up with a solution, and called on his teammates to attack together and kill that big, dumb guy on the other side.

The reason it's not a one-on-one fight isn't because he can't win alone. Just like the Avengers, the X-Force emphasizes teamwork and never advocates individual heroism.

"You guys watch from the sidelines, I'll take care of this guy." Russell brandished his sword, and before Deadpool could respond, he sprinted forward, sword held upright in front of his chest, and charged toward the Juggernaut.

"Huh, what's the feud between Russell and Juggernaut? Why is he suddenly so enthusiastic?" Deadpool wondered. He thought he knew Russell well; he would never do anything that didn't benefit him unless the other party had offended him.

Juggernaut had never provoked Russell, and the two were complete strangers; this was their first meeting.

Russell was eager to fight because he knew that the Juggernaut was tough and could hold out for many rounds. Once the X-Men had evacuated the children, he could leave Apocalypse to them.

No, it's for the zither.

He hadn't paid much attention before, but when Russell drew the Character Card for Apocalypse, he was suddenly struck by a realization: he had confused something about the Character Card for Jean.

Jean is Jean, Phoenix Force is the Phoenix Force. He obtained Jean's Character Card, but that doesn't mean he obtained the Phoenix Force. He still can't defeat Dormammu.

This...

It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost; we can only let Qin unleash her power and try our luck.

Back on the battlefield, the Juggernaut looked at Russell charging towards him, grinned maliciously, and crossed one arm across his chest. With a move... well, probably some kind of Mongolian Bajiquan, he used his shoulder and elbow to clear a path, directly striking the tip of the Adamantium Blade.