Hearing Cousin say that, Wade naturally had to take a look. He had the Split Program pull up the feeds from every drone and satellite responsible for monitoring the situation, then settled in to watch.
His first impression was heat. Scorching heat.
By now, huge swathes of Tokyo had turned into a Nine Hells. Raging fires burned throughout the city, staining even the sky red. Wrecked vehicles and the remains of all kinds of buildings lay everywhere.
Even though Curtis LeMay had held a barbecue here during World War II, the rebuilt city had placed great importance on fire prevention. But today's flames were superpowered infernos, not something conventional methods could extinguish at will.
Of course, that was secondary. The main point was that the Masters and Servants here had a completely different style from those elsewhere.
After watching for quite a while, Deadpool had not seen a single corpse. That was very strange.
He knew perfectly well that although Cousin often called him "otouto" and occasionally blurted out a few other Japanese phrases, what he had done on 40K Earth had long made it clear that Slade harbored a dark, profound malice toward the Japanese.
Simply put, he did not see people from Japan as people at all. They ranked even below aliens in his eyes; he regarded them as livestock.
So when Wade saw Tokyo on Earth Prime engulfed in flames but did not see a single corpse, he realized something was wrong. He had brain cancer, but he was not stupid.
So, being the sort who asked when he did not understand, he turned his head toward Cousin.
"Where are the bodies?"
Su Ming, who was drinking, snapped his fingers and had the satellite lock onto a location. In a ravine outside the city, a large number