Deadpool vs. Wolverine

The veins on Chen Tian's forehead began to throb.

Deadpool clung to his leg, yelling "Daddy!" and howling so hard his eyes were raw. Tears (or more likely saliva and snot) covered his boots, making him feel the wet, sticky stuff even through the fabric.

"Get the hell out of my way!"

Chen Tian could no longer bear it and unleashed a powerful kick!

"Aww--!"

Deadpool was kicked away like a broken sandbag, arcing through the air before landing precisely with a "bang," slamming heavily onto Logan, who was still dazed and had just managed to prop himself up.

"Ugh!" Wolverine nearly choked on his breath after being hit.

"Ouch~ Daddy's so cruel!" Deadpool, however, lay on Logan's back in an extremely alluring (or rather, bizarre?) drunken pose, one hand supporting his chin, the other hand curled into a delicate pinky finger, giving Chen Tian a mournful "flirtatious wink," "You kicked my little heart so hard~ you bad daddy~"

Chen Tian's mouth twitched violently, and he felt his temples cramping.

Forget it! Arguing with this crazy lunatic is just asking for trouble!

Chen Tian forcibly suppressed the urge to smash this guy into a meat patty as well, took a deep breath, and stood up.

He ignored Deadpool, who was still striking a pose on the ground, and glanced at Paradox, who was lying on the ground like a dead fish.

"Oh, I almost forgot. You're useless now."

The casual words had barely left his lips when a cruel scene unfolded.

"Smack!"

A chilling, sticky, muffled sound.

The lump on the ground called "Mr. Paradox" was instantly crushed by the terrifying force of repulsion!

Like a tomato sauce can crushed by a 10,000-ton hydraulic press, it turned into a thin, human-shaped meat patty mixed with bone fragments and expensive suit fabric.

Not a drop of blood was shed, but a piece of flesh splattered out.

That repulsive force precisely controlled and held all the "contents" firmly in place, forming an extremely abstract (or rather, a horror film-like) "artwork".

The pungent smell of blood instantly filled the cold monitoring room!

"Ugh... Ugh!" The black female assistant in the corner immediately covered her mouth, her face ashen, her stomach churning.

This taste is like the most potent hangover cure!

"Roar--!!!"

Logan, who was originally pinned under Deadpool and still dazed, had his Beast instincts instantly activated by the intense aura of death!

He abruptly threw the Deadpool off him, rolled and sprang up, his body like a fully drawn bowstring!

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Six gleaming Adamantium claws instantly extended, emitting a piercing metallic scraping sound!

He let out a low, threatening growl, his cloudy, drunken eyes now filled only with ferocious vigilance and a fighting spirit, fixed intently on Chen Tian, like a lone wolf whose territory had been invaded and which was furious to the extreme!

Muscles bulging, ready to pounce at any moment!

Chen Tian didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

He simply pointed casually at the "Paradox artwork" on the ground, pointing at the black assistant who was about to vomit.

"T--" He didn't speak loudly.

The "V--" is crystal clear.

"A--" came out with a hint of impatience.

"The floor has been cleaned."

After saying that, he didn't even glance at the tense Wolverine, and walked straight towards Deadpool, who had just gotten up from the ground and was patting the dust off his butt.

As soon as Deadpool saw Chen Tian approaching, he immediately dropped his mournful pose and instantly switched into little girl mode. He turned his toes inward, twisted his arms coyly, and writhed like a noodle, using a sickeningly sweet, coquettish voice to whine:

"Waaah~ Daddy Chen Tian is the best! He helped Xiao Weiwei smash this bully into mincemeat! Daddy is the coolest! I love Daddy the most! Mua~" She pouted and blew a kiss to Chen Tian from afar.

Chen Tian's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably a few times, and he felt his blood pressure soaring again. He suppressed the urge to kick the bastard again, grabbed Deadpool by the back of the neck, and lifted him up like a disobedient red and black cat.

Chen Tian, carrying Deadpool, was about to take a step when he suddenly stopped.

"I almost forgot..." He frowned, looking at Logan, who still looked fierce and wary, and the female assistant trembling in the corner.

"Is Daddy reluctant to leave?" Deadpool dangled from Chen Tian's arm like a sausage. "I told you I saw Cavillerine! Her chest is bigger than my Cavillerine 'Vanessa! She punched me—"

"Shut up." Chen Tian casually tossed Deadpool to the ground and turned to his black assistant. "Do you know how to get to the Void?"

The female assistant nodded frantically, her hands trembling as she pulled the tablet from Deadpool.

Deadpool exaggeratedly clutched his waist. "Hey! That's mine! There's even a picture of me and Henry Wolf on it!"

An orange-yellow rectangular portal opened with a whoosh.

Chen Tian glanced at the coordinates. "How do I get back?"

The assistant quickly typed in a string of numbers. Chen Tian glanced at it, then politely nodded to the female assistant, "Thanks."

He turned around, grabbed Deadpool, and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Deadpool suddenly struggled, "I just remembered! I also saw someone who was about the height of a kindergartener—"

Chen Tian threw him directly into the portal, then turned back and beckoned to Logan.

Before Wolverine could react, he was pulled inside by an invisible force.

The female assistant stared at the closing portal, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.

"Huff... huff... cleaning team... platform... highest level biohazard..." The Black female assistant stammered into the communicator, her stomach still churning.

She couldn't bear to look at the "Paradox artwork" on the ground anymore.

A desolate, lifeless desert.

The undulating sand dunes bury the remains of countless worlds: half of the Eiffel Tower leans precariously, Statue of Liberty is visible, and the huge "HOLLYWOOD" sign is half-buried in the yellow sand, like a broken tombstone.

A lone signal tower pierces the sky.

"Sizzle--"

An orange-yellow portal appeared.

Chen Tian stepped forward, carrying the still writhing Deadpool in his hand, with Logan, bound like a dumpling by an invisible force, floating behind him, struggling and roaring in vain.

"Thump!" Chen Tian casually tossed Deadpool onto the scorching sand.

"Ouch! Daddy, couldn't you have been a little gentler..." Deadpool complained, rubbing his butt, but immediately perked up when he saw the surrounding scenery.

"Wow! A post-apocalyptic theme park? A perfect date spot! Chen Tian's dad is so romantic! He wants to do something adult with me behind the dunes..."

"Bang!" Logan was also slammed heavily onto the sand, and the binding force instantly disappeared.

"F**K!" Wolverine sprang to his feet, his claws snapping out, his eyes bloodshot. "Who are you?! What do you want with me in this godforsaken place?! Explain yourself or I'll rip your guts out!"

Chen Tian completely ignored the furious Logan, simply glancing around and nodding slightly as his gaze swept over the familiar wreckage markings. "Hmm, this is it."

Deadpool scurried closer to Chen Tian, his Byakugan peeking out curiously. "Daddy? Why did you bring us to this dump? Shouldn't saving the world be done in a luxury hotel presidential suite, with ten or eight masseuses...?"

Chen Tian finally glanced at him, his lips twitching slightly, before looking at the still-roaring Wolverine.

"It's still early," Chen Tian muttered to himself, then gestured with his chin towards Logan, "Go, Dead Dog."

Deadpool was taken aback. "Dead Dog? Dead dog?... Wait! Dad, are you playing some kind of perverted game? Even though I'm pretty open-minded, doing this in front of Wolverine..."

"Woof--Woof!" Deadpool suddenly let out a strange howl, got down on all fours, and pounced on Logan, who was still in a rage, like a cannonball!

"F**K! Are you fucking crazy?!" Logan was caught off Deadpool and was hit squarely by Deadpool's sudden "dog attack"!

"Hehehe! Wolverine, Wolverine! Let's play a dog game! You're the bone! I'm the dog! Throw me!" Deadpool clung tightly to Logan's waist, rubbing against him and trying to bite his belt buckle, while making unintelligible "woof woof" sounds.

"Get away! You lunatic!" Logan was both shocked and furious, trying to shake off the red and black leech clinging to him. "If you don't let go, I'm really going to stab you!"

"Come on, Wolverine! Throw bones! Throw bones!" Deadpool remained unmoved, rolling around on the ground with Logan in his arms, dust flying everywhere.

Chen Tian found a huge concrete block half-buried in the sand (possibly the remains of a pre-apocalyptic building) and casually sat down, as if what he was seeing was not two superheroes rolling and wrestling in the sand, but some kind of lighthearted entertainment.

He even took a bag of... potato chips from Leah in the Summoning Space and leisurely started eating them.

"Click..."

"Enough! You lunatic!" Logan was completely driven mad by Deadpool's "dog play" and roared!

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Without hesitation, the six Adamantium plunged deep into Deadpool's ribs!

"Awooo--! Wolverine, you're serious!" Deadpool screamed in pain as he was lifted up by the steel claws, like a steak being skewered on a fork.

Logan exerted force with his wrist and swung it hard!

Deadpool was thrown out like a rag doll, crashing with a thud onto a pile of rusty car wreckage, sending parts flying.

"Waaah... Daddy! He hit me! Look at him!" Deadpool, clutching six large, bleeding holes in his waist, cried pitifully to Chen Tian, not forgetting to wiggle his butt and make a very ungraceful gesture towards Logan, "Wolverine, you wait, I'm telling on the teacher!"

Chen Tian crunched a potato chip to pieces without even lifting his eyelids. "Oh, then go ahead and beat him up."

"Huh?" Deadpool paused, then his Byakugan (presumably) on his mask suddenly lit up. "Oh! I get it! You want to see me and Wolverine have a passionate brawl?! Haha, Deadpool vs. Wolverine, this scene has to be worth the ticket price! Wolverine, are you ready to receive Wolverine's loving whip?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Deadpool drew two steel knives from behind him with two swift movements!

"Then let's fight!" he yelled, and pounced on Logan like a hungry tiger!

"Come on! Let's see who can tear whom apart first!" Logan roared as he charged forward, his steel claws flashing coldly!

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Sizzle--"

The blades and claws clashed instantly! The sound of metal clashing and sparks flying!

It looked somewhat decent at first.

Deadpool, relying on his completely unorthodox, mad dog-like swordsmanship and his super-healing ability that allowed him to "trade injuries for injuries," actually managed to hold his own against the enraged Logan.

The knife kept cutting Logan, and although it healed quickly, it looked quite painful.

"Hey! Wolverine, are you scratching an itch with your paws?" Deadpool teased while dodging. "Are your hands shaking because you're getting old? Or did you drink too much yesterday? Want a beer to perk you up?"

"Shut up! I'll shove your mouth apart!" Logan's attack intensified, a single swipe of his claw nearly slicing half of Deadpool's head off!

Deadpool narrowly dodged, but his rhythm was clearly disrupted.

Gradually, the difference between the two became apparent.

Logan, after all, is the battle-hardened Wolverine, whose strength, speed, and skills far surpass Deadpool's, a trash-talking king who relies on self-healing to survive.

"Bang!" Logan seized an opening and slammed his fist into Deadpool's face!

"Ouch!" Deadpool's nose collapsed (though it regenerates), and he staggered backward.

"Swoosh!" The steel claws followed closely, tearing three deep, bone-revealing gashes open on his chest!

"Pfft!" Deadpool spat out a mouthful of blood. "Wolverine, go easy on him! This uniform belongs to Tony! It's very expensive!"

Logan responded with a furious barrage of attacks!

"Bang!" A vicious knee strike landed on Deadpool's abdomen!

"Crack!" The clear sound of a rib breaking.

"Ugh!" Deadpool curled up like a shrimp.

Logan showed no mercy, grabbing him by the neck and slamming him down like a sack of potatoes into the sand, smashing him against the half-buried remains of the Statue of Statue of Liberty!

"Boom!"

Stone fragments flew everywhere! The goddess statue's last remaining arm, holding the torch, was smashed to pieces!

Deadpool was embedded in the wreckage in a starfish shape, covered in blood, with countless broken bones, looking like a broken, tattered doll.

Chen Tian sat on the concrete block, crunching away on potato chips, watching with great interest, as if he were enjoying a wonderful circus performance.

He even lazily asked Deadpool, "Is he dead?"

"Plop—" A bloody hand suddenly emerged from the pile of rubble!

"Ha! How is this possible?!" Deadpool pulled himself out of the rubble of the goddess statue like a rag doll, his broken bones crackling as they healed. He shook his head, blood splattering everywhere. "I still have my Baby Knife to use!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two swords in his hands disappeared, and two large-caliber, gleaming silver pistols instantly appeared in his hands!

"Accept the execution of love, Wolverine!" Deadpool yelled, firing as he charged madly at Logan! "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Bullets whistled, splattering blood all over Logan's body!

"Damn it!" Logan roared, charging forward again through the hail of bullets, his steel claws tearing through the air! "Clang!" He slashed away a gun, his claws digging deep into Deadpool's shoulder! "Ouch! You broke the gun my wife gave me!" Deadpool screamed, as another gun barrel was shoved into Logan's open mouth! "Bang!"

Logan jerked his head back, a puff of smoke billowing from his mouth. He pulled out his steel claws, and his wounds healed rapidly. The two then began to wrestle like mad dogs, punching, kicking, using steel claws, and striking each other's vitals with gun butts (Deadpool used the half-broken gun as a club). The scene was bloody and chaotic.

"Crunch... crunch..." Chen Tian's chewing of potato chips remained steady, almost like background sound effects.

After playing for a short while --

"Hey!!" A clear, resonant voice boomed from the top of the signal tower, "If they start fighting amongst themselves, they're bound to lose!"

Deadpool and Logan, who were entangled together, paused and turned to look at each other.

At the top of the signal tower, a tall figure wearing Cloak stood against the wind.

The hood partially covered his face, but his exposed chin had a perfect line, giving him the air of a savior from a Hollywood blockbuster.

Deadpool's Byakugan on his mask widened instantly. "Wow! Him?!"

"Who?" Logan stared warily at the top of the tower, his steel claws slightly lowered.

"Him! That superhero who's the epitome of Mind Stone!" Deadpool lowered his voice, his tone exaggerated. "A top-tier white superstar! He fulfills every fantasy of what a hero should be!"

As he spoke, he dragged his still-healing body toward the signal tower with Logan.

Deadpool yells at the top of the tower, "Hey! Handsome! I hope you don't get too much screen time this time! Just like Star-Lord in Thor: Love and Thunder, not a minute more!"

The Cloak man at the top of the tower completely ignored Deadpool's verbal attacks.

His deep gaze pierced through the shadow of his hood, pointing towards the desolate horizon. "They're here!"

"Who's here?" Deadpool and Logan looked in the direction he was pointing at the same time.

In the distance, billowing smoke and dust filled the air!

A convoy of vehicles with extremely bizarre and mixed designs is speeding towards us, kicking up clouds of yellow dust!

The convoy included hovercars with flashing tattered neon lights, seemingly from a cyberpunk future; and old, rusty Ford Model Ts with crooked hoods.

There was even a steampunk tractor cobbled together from scrap metal, belching black smoke!

The only thing they had in common was that they were all dilapidated and exuded the atmosphere of a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

One of the armored vehicles stood out conspicuously.

Trailing behind it was a menacing metal device—a "cage" composed of three enormous metal spheres, their surfaces covered with sharp alloy spikes.

"Wow..." Deadpool whistled, "The extras are pretty impressive! But that thing they're dragging... is it a spiky ball for naughty kids? Just looking at it makes my butt hurt!"

Logan growled in his throat, his steel claws extended again, and his Beast Instinct told him he was under intense threat.

He glanced at Chen Tian was still sitting on the concrete block, slowly eating potato chips, and then looked at the convoy of vehicles.

"Bang!"

He knelt on one knee, slammed his fist into the sand, his Cloak fluttering in the wind—a perfect replica of the entrance pose from every superhero movie!

Deadpool immediately gave a thumbs up. "Perfect! A perfect 10! Marvel's production line standard has been achieved! It's just a bit dusty; next time, I suggest using CG!"

The man ignored Deadpool's taunts, stood up, turned his back to everyone, and slowly removed his hood.

Short, golden hair, a resolute profile, and that signature... slightly weathered beard.

The man turned around, revealing a weathered face that resembled Captain America's.

He ignored Deadpool and Logan, his azure eyes fixed on the surging wasteland convoy ahead, a textbook sense of heroic mission in his voice as he said, "Let me handle this."

He took a deep breath, tensed his body, and slightly opened his arms—a standard fighting stance!

He instantly created a lively atmosphere!

However, at this crucial moment when heroic aura was at its peak and a great battle was about to erupt—

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The dilapidated hovercar at the very front seemed to have crashed into an invisible, indestructible wall of sighs!

The front of the car instantly caved in, and the entire car body rolled through the air more than a dozen times under the terrifying impact, with parts flying out like a shower of flowers!

The old Ford Model T that followed immediately overturned, spinning and kicking up a cloud of dust! The scrap metal steam tractor fared even worse, with two of its wheels flying off!

The worst off was that armored vehicle towing the spiked ball cage!

It crashed headfirst into the "air wall," and the immense inertia caused the metal cage behind it to swing around like a giant yo-yo!

The spiked sphere whistled through the air, crashing with devastating force into a modified motorcycle parked nearby!

"Bang—crash!" The motorcycle was instantly smashed into a pancake! The rider probably never wants to ride on that "hedgehog ball" again.

The entire arrogant convoy was instantly thrown into chaos, with men and horses stumbling and falling! Dust billowed into the sky! Screams and the clanging of metal mingled together in a cacophony of sounds!

The bearded man, who had just struck a pose and was about to unleash his Kamui, thought, "..."

He froze on the spot, his mouth slightly open, the resolute expression on his face that said "I will protect the world" completely frozen, turning into utter bewilderment!

Chen Tian had somehow walked up to him and even looked him up and down with great interest, as if he were looking at an outdated exhibit.

"Please move aside," Chen Tian said calmly, even with a hint of polite disdain. "Human Torch."

After saying that, Chen Tian didn't even glance at the Human Torch, and walked straight towards the "car accident scene" that was still rolling and howling.

"Human Torch... Human Torch?!" Deadpool's scream pierced the air. He exaggeratedly pointed at the Human Torch's face, which looked exactly like Captain America's, and jumped up on the spot. "F**K! I knew Captain America had grown such a sexy beard! Turns out he's the fire-wielding guy from the Fantastic Four! Dude, you're really dedicated to cosplaying Captain America! You even imitated the weathered look? Or did you rent this face? Did you pay the royalties?"

Human Torch's handsome face suddenly flushed red, then quickly turned black, with veins bulging on his forehead.

His carefully crafted heroic entrance and imposing presence were utterly crushed into dust by Chen Tian's simple "Please move aside" and Deadpool's foul mouth!

Logan, annoyed, retracted one of his steel claws, picked at his ear, and growled at the still-bouncing Deadpool, "Shut up! Wade! One more word and I'll stab you too!"

But the look in his eyes as he gazed at Chen Tian was once again filled with deep apprehension.

He hadn't even seen what that invisible "wall" was all about!

Chen Tian completely ignored the petrified Human Torch and Deadpool's incessant chatter behind him. He extended his index finger, and a small, azure ball, seemingly containing Nebula, condensed and spun at his fingertip with a "hum."

"Azure."

"Call--!!!"

A violent suction force surged up from the flat ground!

The wreckage of the convoy, which had just been smashed to pieces and was still groaning and rolling, along with the drivers and riders who were in a daze, along with the flying parts and dust, swirled and screamed, and was instantly sucked in!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Crack! Crack!"

All the people, cars, and parts were piled up haphazardly on the sand ten meters away from Chen Tian, forming a small hill, amidst cries of pain and curses.

Chen Tian glanced casually at the pile of "human garbage" and his gaze settled on a brown-haired, medium-length man who was pinned down underneath and groaning in pain.

He beckoned to the person with his finger.

"Call out!"

The man felt as if he were being pulled by a magnet. He screamed and was forcibly pulled out of the crowd, landing with a "thud" on the scorching sand at Chen Tian's feet.

Chen Tian raised his foot and stomped on his face without any politeness, grinding the sole of his shoe against him. He bent slightly and spoke in a flat tone:

"Hello, could you please take me to Nova?"

The brown-haired man, seeing stars and covered in sand, trembled with fear as he felt the pressure on his face, stammering, "No... Nova? I..."

"Roar--!!!"

A primal, bestial roar suddenly erupted from the pile of vehicle wreckage!

A figure draped in a tattered fur coat and with disheveled hair smashed through the metal like a maddened beast!

He was a burly man with bulging muscles, unusually thick and messy eyebrows, and sharp, protruding teeth—it was Logan's old acquaintance, Victor the Sabretooth!

"Watch out!" Logan's pupils contracted, and his steel claws instantly extended!

He knew all too well his brother's speed and destructive power!

Sabretooth's target was extremely clear—that calm, smug-looking man who was stepping on his subordinates!

He transformed into a gust of bloody wind, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, his sharp claws lunging straight at Chen Tian!

It moved so fast that it left only a blur in its wake!

Deadpool screamed excitedly, "Wow! The family drama has been upgraded! Should Wolverine go and break up the fight?"

Chen Tian didn't even bother to lift his head.

He merely lifted his eyelids slightly.

"Boom--!!!"

A terrifying repulsive force, far exceeding anything seen before, descended from the sky like a massive boulder, slamming into the Sabretooth's Charge body without any fanfare!

"Pfft!!!"

A muffled, viscous sound that sent chills down your spine!

The Sabretooth, which had been so ferocious just moments before, froze instantly, its body strangely compressed and deformed in mid-air! Like a tomato flattened by an invisible giant hammer!

Bones, internal organs, and muscle fibers are instantly pulverized, compressed, and mixed under unimaginable force!

There was no struggle, no screams, and then it ended.

All that remained was a pool of dark red flesh, clinging tightly to the sand, with slightly spreading edges, mixed with bits of fur and bone fragments.

The pungent smell of blood instantly overwhelmed the desert heat.

The whole world seemed to fall silent.

The wasteland thugs, who had been wailing just moments before, fell silent, staring in horror at the freshly made "meat paste."

Logan's tense muscles stiffened, his extended steel claws hovered in mid-air, his murky, drunken eyes fixed on the mess, his Adam's apple bobbing laboriously.

He knew all too well how monstrous the Sabretooth's physique was... and just like that... it was gone?

Deadpool exaggeratedly covered his mouth with his mask. "Chen Tian! You turned him into pizza sauce! And the kind with too much topping! Can you come up with a cleaner way to die next time? Like a popcorn machine? Or..."

Chen Tian pressed down slightly with his foot, causing the brown-haired man's face to sink even deeper into the sand. His voice remained calm. "Irrelevant answer. Do you want to become a carpet?"

His gaze swept over the still slightly steaming pile of Sabretooth meat at his feet.

The brown-haired man jumped, nearly scared out of his wits. He frantically dug at the sand with his fingers, trying to nod, and screamed in a tearful voice, "Nova! I know! I know where Nova is! I'll take you! Please don't step on me! And please don't photograph me like this!"

Chen Tian then moved his foot away, nodding in satisfaction. "Hmm, very good. By the way, who are you?"

The brown-haired man quickly scrambled to his feet and knelt on the ground. "My name is St. John. John Allardyce, and I'm Mutants! Pyro is my nickname!"

Chen Tian was satisfied with Pyro's attitude and nodded slightly. "Well, since you can lead the way..."

He spoke calmly, his gaze sweeping over the "mountain of human garbage" behind the Pyro, who was still groaning and moaning.

"... So, are your companions behind you useless?"

St. John the Pyro shuddered, scrambled to his feet, and nodded vigorously without hesitation. "Yes, yes! Boss! Me! Only I can lead the way! They're all useless! Utterly worthless!"

He didn't even dare to look at the group of wasteland thugs behind him who had once called him brother.

Chen Tian nodded. "Understood."

He extended his index finger again.

This time, what spun at her fingertips was no longer a pale blue ball, but a dazzling scarlet orb!

Pyro's eyes widened, and a chill ran from his tailbone straight to the top of his head!

The next second!

"Buzz--!!!"

A repulsive force, more terrifying and purer than crushing Sabretooth, crashed down from the sky!

Target—that huddled-together wasteland mob and their dilapidated vehicles!

"No--!!!"

"Spare me!!"

"Aaaaaah--!!"

The desperate, brief screams were instantly drowned out by the teeth-grinding twisting of metal and the splattering sounds of flesh and bone being compressed to the extreme, a sound that made one's scalp rip!

There is no struggle, only the presentation of the result.

The "garbage" that was just piled up like a mountain has instantly turned into a huge and flat "carpet" that is close to the ground.

The scene was extremely abstract, extremely environmentally friendly (saving space in a physical sense), and also extremely horrifying.

"Ugh..." Deadpool gagged dramatically. "Holy Shit! Chen Tian! Why have you become even more violent since you proposed?"

Logan stared intently at the freshly baked, still steaming (in both a physical and bloody sense) "carpet," his facial muscles twitching violently.

Even after experiencing countless bloody battlefields, his facial muscles couldn't help but twitch.

This method... is so damn clean and efficient, and so damn ruthless!

Johnny Stone, the Human Torch, was already petrified. His handsome face, which resembled Captain America's, was deathly pale, his eyes were glazed, and his heroic pose had completely fallen apart.

He felt that his worldview and values were being crushed along with that "carpet".

Chen Tian casually withdrew his hand, the red light at his fingertips dissipating as if he had merely dusted off some dust.

He even kindly reminded the somewhat dazed Pyro, "Lead the way."