"How did you get here before us?"
After arriving at a twisted, spire-like building, Diana asked Black Wally and Little Wu, who were having tea in the living room. The two had clearly been here for quite a while, since they had already eaten a good number of the pastries on the plate.
Their host was not a person, but a huge blue-feathered vulture—or some creature that looked like one.
"Uh, didn't Batwoman tell us to wait for you here?" Wally looked baffled. When they had used the stories in Deadpool's head to create this world, Batwoman had suddenly told the two of them to come in first and wait for everyone in this blue spire.
"I never said that." The corners of Batwoman's mouth turned downward as she looked at Deadpool. This was obviously the evil god's trickery.
Wade spread his hands and walked into the spire's living room first. Everything in the room was twisted, constantly shifting into grotesque forms, but judging by Black Wally and Little Wu's expressions, they could not see that layer. Perhaps they were still being deceived by an illusion.
This was Tzeentch's specialty. Though all four Chaos Gods liked to cast long lines for big fish, Tzeentch was still the only one who dug pits just for the sake of digging pits.
His plots and lies did not need any purpose. Deceiving people alone was enough to satisfy him.
"Listen, old T, hurry up and undo the hypnosis on my friends. Do you even want to live in my Paradise? Careful, or I'll call Cousin over to chop you up!"
The blue vulture beside the table, still holding a teapot, shuddered his wings and displayed an irritated, human-like expression.
"Red, you've picked up a pile of violent garbage thinking from that other red