"Such filthy creatures. No matter how many times I see them, they still make me sick."
Hela flicked the Blackstone spike in her hand and jumped down from the belly of a massive corpse. She seemed to be in a bad mood, covering her nose with one hand.
Daisy and Gwenpool beside her were in much the same state. Not everyone had wanted to stay at TVA headquarters and spend Deadpool's honeymoon with him. On the contrary, most people had gone home after the wedding feast.
Except for the refugees from those six Parallel Universes.
Previously, there had been too many of them and too little land to settle them, so they had lived in pigeonhole apartments in those Parallel Worlds. Now that the spire at the Beginning of Time offered better living conditions, most of them preferred to stay there and have fun.
"First, Dark Elves suddenly showed up on our doorstep. Then, before we could even catch our breath after killing them, these monsters appeared." Daisy carried a hammer stained with green blood, lifting a corner of her red cape over her mouth and nose as she said disdainfully, "What are these things this time? Something that lives in the sewers? Its Healing Factor is absurdly strong."
The place where they stood was the street outside the apartment Daisy and Caroline rented. Corpses lay everywhere, while the Dark Elf bodies had been skewered on Hela's Blackstone spikes like roasted meat.
Before Hela could answer, Gwenpool raised her hand first. With the wise gaze of someone who had seen through everything, she looked at the Troll corpse lying on the ground.
"This is a Troll, one of Yggdrasil's native races. Everyone, I get it now. First Dark Elves, then Trolls. If Fire Elemental Creatures and winged bird-men show up