Just as Su Ming was preparing to impersonate Knull and negotiate with the Three Witches, that man stepped forward.
He raised a hand to press against the blood-red Dragon Emblem, pinched his throat and cleared it, then declared in a tone of righteous duty:
"Leave it to me. Even if you hadn't said anything, I'd have known this was the moment for me to sacrifice myself. Who told me to be so handsome and dashing, so outstanding and extraordinary? I only hope that as you continue onward, you'll remember that I blazed this path, and that every inch of it has been soaked in my blood and bones."
At that moment, endless starlight from the universe shone upon Deadpool. The ever-changing colors blurred whatever expression lay beneath his mask, but under that radiance, his figure standing beside the enormous pit seemed to grow taller.
Squirrel Girl dry-heaved, using her large tail as a handkerchief to cover her mouth as she whispered to Scarlet Witch beside her:
"I didn't really understand that, but it somehow made me feel sick. How strange."
Wanda, who knew Deadpool's style well, covered Squirrel Girl's ears for her.
"Don't listen. Your brain will rot."
The quarry was a massive pit. Countless stone statues lay toppled in its center, while many more were embedded in the cliffs around it. Their bodies were deeply sunk into the rock, and they all seemed to wear expressions of agony.
Some were grimacing ferociously, while others stretched out their arms in silent screams, as though their lives had been frozen in their final second.
The Three Witches still stood quietly at the center of the pit. They wore black hooded cloaks, their wrists linked together by shackles. Their faces could not be seen; only their hunched forms, their withered birdlike claws,