Doctor Doom was decisive in his work, possessing a scientist's brisk efficiency. He raised his hand and tapped his armored arm a few times, dispelling the magical illusion effects in the surrounding corridor and revealing one Doorway after another.
Most of these doors were made of stone, clearly remnants left behind by the True Faeries. Strange, indescribable scenes had been carved upon them.
"These images depict the descent of the Old Ones. You'd best not focus your attention on them."
"I know that. We ran into a True Faerie on the way here, and Cousin told me all about it." Deadpool still had his eyes closed. He clutched a corner of Doom's cloak, a proud smile showing beneath his mask.
His cousin was the Sorcerer Supreme. Of course he knew everything—perhaps even more than you did.
"Heh. Doom was the one who said too much." Doctor Doom sneered, then walked to an utterly ordinary stone door. After running his hand across several monster heads carved upon it, the door opened without a sound.
Inside was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Simply put, it was an ocean of gold and blue.
The blue was, naturally, the countless corpses of True Faeries. Those bodies had already decayed, leaving only shriveled blue skin wrapped around Alien bones.
Yet the golden blood still gleamed. An invisible force had bound it into a massive cube, floating in the air before them.
As the liquid within flowed, the cube slowly rotated as well, carrying an indescribably unique rhythm.
"This is the energy chamber. Doom discovered that the city we currently occupy is powered by the faith of the True Faeries, and this special power remains within their blood even after their deaths." Doctor Doom turned around and explained his findings to Deathstroke.