"He always adds extra scenes for himself when you're not looking. Sigh."
After setting the fire, Deathstroke, invisible and floating in the sky, put away several extra White Phosphorus Incendiary Bombs. He was not very satisfied with Deadpool's performance and said to Harley, "Maybe we should dock him five hundred bucks for recycling bad memes?"
The woman resting her head on Su Ming's shoulder shook his arm. "I think it was fine. All that dying and coming back to life was pretty funny, and that darkness joke... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."
"Probably on the Robins in the past. Whenever they faced Batman, they must have been thinking exactly that."
After making a Batman joke, Su Ming felt fairly pleased. He immediately began arranging the Dark Elves who had fallen below into various shapes.
This corpse was relatively intact, so he put a fire extinguisher in its hand. That one was less intact, but fortunately its arm was still attached to its torso, so he gave it a shovel. The one smashed into a pile of mush looked incapable of doing anything, but that was easy too. He just placed a loudspeaker beside it and had it pretend to be some minor leader. After all, leaders only needed to move their mouths.
"Wait, does Hevenheim really have things like fire extinguishers?" Harley raised a question. No matter how she looked at it, that red dry-powder extinguisher was clearly an Earth product, and it even had English instructions printed on it.
"It's fine. Deadpool did this, so no matter what appears at his crime scene, it becomes perfectly reasonable." Su Ming dismissed Little Sugar Bean's concerns and had Cloak lower its altitude to inspect the corpses again, in case anyone was playing dead. "Besides, I drank Felix Felicis