"The horn? What do you want that for? It's useless."
Gabriel was a little baffled. He had always been the one keeping that artifact, and all he was supposed to do was blow the horn on the day Last Day arrived, as foretold in the prophecy.
But he waited and waited, until he fell from Heaven, and still the so-called Last Day never came. The thing had come to Earth with him, and he had kept it on him in the hope that God might remember it—and remember him along with it.
Unfortunately, God remembered no one.
So the horn became junk. It leaked if used as a drinking vessel, and made no sound when blown. Gabriel had not thrown it away, but he had left it in the house he rented like a piece of trash.
"Today is Last Day, the day of reckoning. I plan to blow that thing, or have you blow it for me."
Simply put, Last Day could also be called the Great Purge or a great massacre. According to the prophecy, it was the day when all sinners would be judged. And from God's perspective, humanity, as the descendants of Adam and Eve, was entirely guilty.
"Hey, Kitty, did you hear that?" Before Deathstroke could finish speaking, Deadpool began muttering under his breath, "Cousin actually wants Gabriel to blow for him."
Pfft!
Before Deadpool could even finish, he was disemboweled. A Dagger was plunged into his stomach, sending him flying several hundred meters away. Along the way, he smashed through countless streetlamps and bus stop signs before vanishing into the darkness in the distance.
Kitty merely shook her head. This was what happened when you went looking for trouble. That bastard Deadpool really loved giving himself extra scenes. See? Stabbed again, wasn't he?
Hehe,