Deadpool picked up the glove again and stuffed his right hand into the already battered Iron Glove.
"Oh, disposable gloves really aren't built to last, but I can still give it another shot!"
He raised his right hand again and shouted at the crowd, "Peter! Delete that last take! We're doing it again!"
Peter Parker held up the camera and gave an OK gesture without saying anything.
"Fantastic! Everyone, look at me! One last time! I am Marvel Jesus!"
Snap!
Under everyone's tense gazes.
Deadpool snapped his fingers, and invisible Universe-level energy erupted from Earth as its source.
Unlike when Thanos erased half of all people, or when Deadpool had quietly brought half of them back before.
This time, everyone felt as though they were watching a nuclear bomb explode right in front of them.
Blinding white light filled everyone's vision.
After the panic subsided and the white light faded, everyone opened their eyes.
The huge rock at the center of the crowd was still there.
But Deadpool had become a pile of charred bones, a black carbon layer covering his skeleton. No matter how they looked at it, he was thoroughly dead.
The Iron Glove used to hold the stones had been reduced directly to a handful of black ash.
The six stones lay atop the black ash, beneath them the carbonized remains of Deadpool's right hand bones.
"Did... did he die? Did he sacrifice himself to save two universes?"
Peter, the high school student from the B2 Universe, felt incomparably sorrowful.
At that moment, everyone felt desolate and saddened, and respect for Deadpool arose naturally in their hearts.
Holland Spider from the Main Universe also stared at that pile of bones in disbelief.
During Endgame.
Even Iron Man, a mortal, had retained his intact body after being grievously